Reasoning

“Please I… I’m just a doctor,” you tried, hoping you didn’t sound too pathetic but you had to look for an opportunity that might get you out of here and save Diana too. She knelt down then powerful hands grabbed onto your lapels, pulling you up to her bestial, beautiful face.

“Then you’re just what the doctor ordered,” she growled, piercing gaze making your heart thump. She sniffed at you, moving in close to your neck, snuffling. She pulled back her head, inhaling with great satisfaction. “Yessss… you are the perfect specimen… that delicious scent in the air…” She was terrifying, yet the warmth of her naked, furred body was confusingly comforting. Through the fear you were still able to surmise that upon breaking out of Belle Reve somehow, she had tracked you to Houston by your scent. That seemed impossible. Was it the wind maybe? But why your scent?

There was the sound of ripping and buttons popping. Cheetah tore into you… well, your clothes, your new suit now parted to expose your bare chest. She leaned in, soft but fuzzy cheek pressing to your stomach as she sniffed again. She was deriving great enjoyment from this, and your body reacted in kind.

“What are you doing?” you asked, still stuck with dread as she moved lower.

“You have what I want,” she explained, sharp claws now dragging down the inner thighs of your pants but not with enough **** to tear the fabric. Yet. She looked up at you with her crazed gaze. “You have what I need.”

“Doctor… Doctor Barbara Minerva, please,” you began, trying a different tact. You had read the reports on her back in the Watchtower after the capture. This animal creature used to just be a normal woman. An Archaeologist. Maybe if you could get through to her-

“She died,” Cheetah told you, not sounding the least bit sad about the end of her previous life. “When I became one with the Goddess, Barbara Minerva was no more. I was filled with power. With blood lust.” You felt her sharp claws against your skin, digging but not yet piercing your flesh. “But now… another lust consumes me…” Her eyes drifted down to your traitorous bulge. “A lust that desires the finest specimen…” The beast was powerful, but dexterous, and she tore open your new trousers and straining underwear like they were tissue paper. "Mmmmm the smell of you..."

You heard a gasp, the downed Wonder Woman still able to view what was happening as your throbbing erection was freed. It wobbled defiantly, hard and straight as iron. You traded only a fleeting glance at your wouldbe saviour as Cheetah grasped for your full attention. “Don’t worry doctor,” she smiled. “I won’t bite.”