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Cheetah's heels clicked on the pavement as she approached Superbabes, strutting in the back door and lowering her hood as she tossed her long cheetah print hair with her paw, and her ears flicked, free of their bindings. The superbabes lounge was mostly empty, except for Fire, Ice, and Stargirl, the latter of the two were looking at Stargirl's very girly phone. It was bedazzled with a tiny French flag and covered with adorably animal stickers.
"Oooooooh." The smiling Ice and the French Bombshell cooed as they watched a video on Stargirl's phone, Cheetah not stopping to ask what they were looking at because she didn't want to summon any Orders snark, so she got changed first, adjusting her fuzzy breasts in her costume as she walked back out in her sexy heels clicking on the floor as she approached the cooing cuties as Fire sat her glorious bunda on the arm of the couch with her arms under her big brown sugar breasts.
"Hola."
"Evening, girls," Cheetah said, her tail flicking absently behind her in curiosity. "What are you looking at?"
"Kitties!" Ice replied happily.
"…Uh huh," Cheetah replied, a smile stretching on her muzzle as Fire clarified.
"The Gotham Zoo is currently hosting incredibly rare and endangered white cheetahs." She said, "They're trying to get them to bang."
"Make kittens." Said Ice, smiling.
"Right, Querida, make kittens." She said, pinching Ice's cheek playfully as she giggled, and Cheetah looked over Stargirl's shoulder, and sure enough, an enclosure with two very bored big cats seemed to be yawning and prowling around as her ears twitched. They were snow white, and their spots were more of a soft grey, but you could still see them; somehow, it seemed unnatural.
"…Is that live?"
"It was. It's a recording." Stargirl replied. "From day…seven."
"Huh." Cheetah replied, "…I take it they haven't made any kittens then?"
"From what I read, they're being particularly stubborn about it." Fire said, shrugging, "…Like pandas."
"Shame they're not like you." Ice said her iconically cheery smile sparkling at Cheetah, "You have sex all the time."
"Yeah, well, that's what happens when humans are always horny, and animals have standards," Cheetah said with a dismissive shrug and a flick of her tail, tickling Ice's face as she walked away. Taking Ice's statement rather casually as she giggled and went back to cooing over rare cats with Stargirl. Cheetah sat down on the other couch. "So. Rare cats making kitties. Who wants to make a bet?" asked Cheetah.
"On how many kittens?"
"How long it takes for some Gotham criminal to try and steal them," Cheetah replied as Stargirl and Ice looked at her sourly, or as sourly as Ice COULD make her face when she wasn't justifiably furious with someone. "Oh, like you're not thinking it."
"I'll take that action. Gatinha." Fire replied, and Ice slapped her leg, "Come on, querida, she's got a point."
Before asking Cheetah, "We're not betting on the criminal?"
"Nah. Timetable."
"I give it a week." Fire replied as Ice slapped her shapely leg again, only making Fire smile, winking at her roommate/bestie.
"Two days." Said Cheetah.
"Oh! Long shot bet." Fire chuckled.
"Alright. That's enough of that." Orders announced her presence and entered from the back door, "Enough cat videos, ladies, let's go." They hesitated as Orders slipped into her office, dropped off her things, came back out, and sat down at her counter, eyeing the girls suspiciously with her purple-eyed stare. "…Did I stutter?"
"Non," Stargirl replied as Fire, Ice, and Cheetah shook their pretty heads, but got up from the couch. "It is just usually when you say things like that it's followed by the phone ringing." Orders rolled her eyes… but she couldn't fault the girls for thinking that. It did happen a lot.
"Yes, but not right now." She waved her hand, "Now get to it, girls." She said, soon pointing onto the floor as they got to work, Stargirl slipping her phone into her locker first before bimbo bouncing quickly back towards the door to the floor and getting to work behind Cheetah's flicking tail. Orders selected a Sudoku book today, turned on deliveries, and promptly solved a puzzle, before hesitating on the next and eyeing the phone suspiciously. "…It is a little weird it didn't ring…" she mumbled, tapping her pen on her sudoku, before sighing and shrugging. Going back to her puzzle and going on with her night.
Much later in the night.
"Oooh…" Stargirl moaned, stretching her beautiful body as she sat down at the poker table to enjoy her Poison Ivy Salad for her lunch/Dinner break. "Merde, I've been on my feet all night…" she said as Cheetah's tail flicked and she devoured her own meal. A Vixen venison steak. Her ears twitched as she licked her muzzle.
"…Well, better than being on your back for a delivery, right?" Stargirl seemed to think about that.
"…Sometimes I don't think so." She said in her sexy French accent and a cute, thoughtful pout, still thinking as she ate her salad slowly.
"…You're still thinking about it, aren't you?" Cheetah asked as she polished off her venison steak in record time.
"Oui," Stargirl replied curiously. "…Being on my feet all night sucks, but so does being furiously sodomized." She said as Cheetah chuckled in that sensual purring way she did. "…But at least when that happens at least I might climax. I can't have an orgasm with my feet…"
"Doesn't stop the perverts from trying though…" said Wonder Girl, leaning against the counter tonight as Rebecca AND Ronnie-Bell had things to do.
"Stargirl hasn't had one of those yet…" Orders noted, "Mostly just guys who like busty blondes, or French accents… or Darcy Doll like figures, despite having a LITERAL Darcy doll working here." Orders solved another puzzle; Darcy wasn't working tonight either. "Strangely, no feet fetishists."
"…How is that strange exactly Orders?" Stargirl replied curiously, smiling as Orders frowned thoughtfully, doing another puzzle.
"The feet fetishist or the fact that you haven't had one yet?" Wonder Girl asked as Orders sighed.
"These are the conversations I get to listen to lots and lots of times." She said sarcastically under her breath as Cheetah chuckled.
"Well, I'm sure she'll get a feet fetishist one day." She said, "Unlike me, who gets a furry every night… I expect it certainly, but still." She speared a fry with a claw and stuck it in her muzzle. "I do play to a certain crowd." Her tail flicked noticeably as Orders nodded.
"She really does." Before reaching for the phone.
Time: 12:22 AM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
Ring-Click
"Superbabes, we deliver."
"Hello, is the Cheetah Superbabe working tonight?"
"Why does nobody check the website?"
"…In fairness, I can't really check right now, but this is an emergency."
"For the love of… Fine, YES, she is working tonight."
"Can you send her over to the-"
"No."
"O-oh… um."
"You have to order, she is a DELIVERY GIRL."
"Right. The… whatever meal I need to order? Whatever it is-"
"We expect her back within 60 minutes or less, or the police will be informed, you will be charged upon completion of delivery. Name and address, please."
Meanwhile
Orders hung up the phone, sliding her fingers over her eyes and sighing tiredly, before announcing. "Cheetah, you got one." Cheetah's ears twitched, and she stood up. She arched her back and stretched from ears to tail as it wiggled and stretched before her before she strutted towards the counter with a wave to Stargirl.
"I was wondering where my furry order was tonight." She said, swaying her kitty hips and tail to the counter as Orders ripped off the receipt and held it out to her, food soon sliding across the counter as Cheetah looked at the address, and her slightly tired cat smile faded as she reread the address. "…You can't be serious."
Orders' purple-eyed silence answered that question, but then she spoke patiently. "…If it helps, he's not a furry."
"…Uh huh," Cheetah replied cautiously, before lifting the bag from the counter. "…Well, I've always wanted to go THERE." She said with a half-sarcastic flair before stepping out the back door, tail swishing as she got into her car and drove off into Gotham.
…The Gotham Zoo, located in Uptown Gotham… not to be confused with the OLD Gotham Zoo, which tends to be, or used to be, in various degrees of decayed and emptied or occupied and empty. Usually by an animal-themed Supervillain… Like Killer Croc or Penguin. Not so much nowadays, Croc likes the sewers and Penguin is strictly more on the supply side of crime… usually. Allegedly.
Now the UPTOWN Gotham Zoo is more along the lines of a zoo you want to go to. Relatively clean, full of animals, tends to be a bit upper-class, crusty, but at the end of the day, you won't get mauled by a Supervillain… again, usually.
So… 'Cheetah' going to Uptown Gotham Zoo… is probably ironic since she always had a slight inkling in the back of her Bang Baby brain that they'd want to catch her and put her in a cage. Sure, some of her clients wanted to do that, but at least she was being paid for that.
She pulled the car into the stall closest to the main entrance before getting out of the car and feeling the cool wind brush through her fur as she strutted towards the very locked front gate. She looked up at it, and then around the vine covered surrounding brick walls surrounding the Zoo. Because everything needs to feel old and creepy in Gotham… she didn't see anyone beyond the steel gate, so there was no point in knocking on the bars.
She glanced around and finally saw the next best thing: a side door and a security camera… she's fairly certain that won't come back to haunt her or anything… but she tried her best regardless, after all, Orders is a stickler for this sort of thing. The echo of her custom heels clicked towards the door, then she raised her hand… and knocked loudly. "Superbabes."
Time: 1:09 AM. Place: Uptown Gotham (Gotham Zoo)
"Special delivery service." Then, after almost a minute of waiting, she sighed. "…Did anyone think this through?" she said, looking up at the camera again. "…Someone's getting fired." She said to herself, certainly not her… unless Orders somehow managed to find another cat woman… not Catwoman, a literal Cat woman… more cat than… never mind.
Her ears twitched. Someone was behind the door… she did have a little above-average hearing, but to be fair, it's usually smothered by the distinct sounds of Gotham. Honking, screaming, gunfire: the usual suspects.
Pop, click, snap. The door swung open, and her cat eyes widened as her ears twitched again, before she sighed. "She told me you weren't a furry."
"What? Oh." The muffled voice of the man in the cheetah fur suit spoke, grabbing the mascot cheetah head, with sunglasses, and pulled it off. "Right. Sorry." He looked young and eager, his face freckled and his hair a sandy brown. "I'm not a furry." He said as she waved a clawed finger up and down.
"…Explain the fur suit then. I've been around enough of the type to know." She said as she looked at the suit.
"This is one of our mascot costumes. Dash the Cheetah." He said as she raised an eyebrow at that.
"Uh huh…" she looked around and shrugged again, putting her paw on his 'allegedly' not furry chest and pushing him in the door, and shutting it behind her. "…Whatever furry."
"I'm not a-" he shook his head, "Never mind. Come with me, we don't have much time." He lifted the mascot's head and put it back on. Cheetah tilted her pretty kitty head, but she followed along as requested through the dark zoo. Most of the pens and cages were occupied, but many of their occupants were asleep.
There was one lone wolf in the wolf pen who appeared to be prowling around for a good spot to take a piss… but once he spotted the two alleged two-legged cats walking by… he went somewhere else in the pen, somehow, two-legged felines were too weird to piss in front of.
As they kept moving through a discount tour of the zoo animals, Cheetah spoke up again. "Tell me we aren't banging in an enclosure."
"What? No!" he said before finally stopping in front of a large one that Cheetah actually found familiar… and seeing the sleeping cats in a small cave alcove as 'Dash' flicked on the lights. She knew why… the rare white cheetahs that Stargirl, Ice, and to some extent Fire were fawning over earlier in her shift. "We don't have to go anywhere… it should be fine right here." Leaning on the railing and looking into the enclosure, he sighed. "I can't SEE anything in this."
"Then why WEAR it?" Cheetah asked, "…Though I guess if you were trying to hide your face from the live camera's I can understand why…" She didn't have to be all that concerned because, well… how many cat women were out there? If the people of this planet were smart, they'd be able to find her easily… It's honestly a miracle… well, except for the Catfoot thing.
"The cameras? Oh, I put those on loop." He said, gesturing to the cameras. "As far as anyone else is concerned, they're just sleeping and have been for the last hour." Cheetah, however, stared at him and put down the box of food before crossing her arms under her fuzzy bust.
"…Okay, that's enough, I think you need to start giving me context, Dash." She said as he blinked.
"Right." He shifted the mascot head under his arms. "So… Since you know that we've been recording Dumuzi and Ishtar, you know that the zoo ecologists have been trying to get them to mate." Cheetah was somewhat confused at the names, but she shrugged.
"Sure." She said lazily, her tail flicking as he nodded.
"Well… I had a suggestion." He said, "That if we had some other animals mating around them, they'd get in the mood." He said as Cheetah laughed, her chuckling purr echoing over the empty zoo. But noticing his rather embarrassed blush, she blinked at him.
"…Oh, you're serious." She said bluntly as he cleared his throat.
"I read the study of it in a magazine, how they played pornography at a panda enclosure to get them to mate…" Cheetah laughed again.
"…Seriously? How is this so hard? Just go in there and jerk them off into a turkey baster." She jerked her thumb over her shoulder towards the entrance of the Zoo… somewhere in that direction they walked for a while. "I know a girl who's allegedly given a handjob to a dolphin, I can give her a call."
"We can't do that!" he said, "We have no idea how they'd react to a forced pregnancy; it has to be a natural thing." He said, "…So I've heard."
"So you heard? You are a professional, right?" Cheetah asked as he blushed again.
"…I'm… an intern. Which is why my suggestion was laughed out of the zoo and back." He mumbled as Cheetah shook her pretty head.
"Oh… you poor thing." She said as he cleared his throat, and after a second. "…How did that panda thing turn out?"
"…Results inconclusive." He mumbled as she shook her head.
"…Look it if you wanted to get laid in a fur suit, I'm sure there's a couch somewhere." She said as he blushed.
"I'm not a furry-Look." He cleared his throat. "I think… due to your… clearly unique physiology, it will have more of an effect on Ishtar and Dumuzi." Cheetah could actually see the reasoning behind that. "We don't even ACTUALLY have to have sex!" he whispered conspiratorially, "We just have to look like it." Cheetah raised an eyebrow, "Act like you're in heat and trying to mate." He said, "That's it! That's all. No sex required!"
"…I just have to be sexy on you in a fur suit," Cheetah replied as he sighed.
"…Could you PLEASE call it a mascot uniform? That's what it is." Cheetah sighed again and let her cat eyes wander for a moment before spying a tall standing clock. Since his delivery was already technically running, she might as well humor him…
Again, Orders doesn't care as long as she gets paid… so.
"Fine." She said, "I'll do it. Why not?" she said, "…All I got to do-" she said, her voice lowering into a husky purr. "Is put on a sexy show. Right?" she said, her eyes narrowing seductively as Dash seemed to register that there was a very hot, very sexy cat woman in front of him… and now she was naked. Her costume hits the pavement with a soft fwoomp. Her big breasts bounced as she ran her paws through her hair, and shook it… sultrily gazing at him again as he visibly swallowed. "…Are you going to put your head on or am I getting your other one out?" she asked as he coughed.
"R-Right. RIGHT." He put his head back on before glancing into the enclosure at Dumuzi and Ishtar. "We need to wake them up… um." He looked and saw the food bag. He knelt down and opened it. "Perfect!" he said, before pulling out a vixen venison steak. Which briefly surprised Cheetah since her meal was usually a three-cheese grilled sandwich… And that steak looked a little rarer than it should be.
Then she remembered it was Orders and was probably nursing the headache this was causing.
"Okay." He then reeled back and hurled the hunk of meat into the enclosure. With an oddly wet slap on a rock, Ishtar and Dumuzi's ears twitched, and they were immediately alert, before moving cautiously out toward it. "Okay! Now… uh…" he turned to her. "…Make some horny noises?" he said as her tail flicked and her muzzle twitched in a smile.
"Horny noises, huh?" she then approached him, pushing her furry chest to his, and with a loud, audible purr, "Rooooooowl…" she released a tantalizingly arousing growl that made Ishtar and Dumuzi twitch their ears up curiously at her and Dash the Cheetah, but they were clearly more interested in the flank of steak now in the pen. "MMn…" purring loudly and grinding on Dash, she nuzzled up against his head and purred even louder as her tail flicked behind her, and rubbed up against his fuzzy right arm.
"…Oh." She heard him mumble, as she sultrily gazed into Dash's eyes… which weren't the comically large sunglasses but were actually in his nose. Her big furry breasts rubbed firmly against his mascot chest and his erect, naturally grown despite his alleged 'not a furry' statement. "This is… far more arousing than expected." He said uncertainly under his breasts as her furry, spotty bulge pushed into his 'nose.'
"You're real stiff for a guy who wants to look like they're mating." Cheetah whispered, "You should try looking like you LIKE this." She said before turning around and shaking her shapely spotted butt against his crotch, her tail flicking and writhing on his chest like a snake in the grass. "Mmn…" leaning over the top bar of the enclosure, her big breasts hanging over the edge and wobbling towards the cheetahs as she looked over her shoulder at him. "Come on now… You can at least pretend to rut like an animal." She said, flicking her tail high in the air and shaking her ass at him. "Right now it just looks like I'm grinding up against an elaborate scratching post."
"Right, you're right." He said, staring at her fuzzy butt before putting his hands on her hips. Stroking her fur as she purred elaborately again.
"Roooooowl." She growled loudly again, her voice carrying erotically across the enclosure as Dumuzi and Ishtar, now finished with their late-night snack, glanced up at her with surprising curiosity. To be perfectly frank… Cheetah had NO idea what she was doing; she was just being sexy for sexiness' sake. She didn't know if this 'science' was having an effect on the rare cats…
But she could tell it had an effect on Dash. Feeling his cock poking at his crotch at her kitty clit as she rested her arms on the railing and then her chin in her hand. "So… think it's working?" she asked as he kept rubbing her fur with his paws.
"I… don't know?" he replied, distracted by the shapely ass and tail in his hands as she purred loudly. "You… are you enjoying this?" he asked uncertainly as she glanced over her shoulder at him, a twitch in her muzzle as she restrained a smile.
"It's a living." Her ears twitched as he caressed her backside and she wiggled it in his big mascot hands, grinding against his crotch and purring loudly again. "…At least I know you're enjoying yourself."
"It's a natural reaction." He mumbled quickly as she slowly stood up. He groaned as she stopped rubbing the suit against his cock, hands on the top of the railing and gazing down at the cheetahs, who gazed back…
"…More natural than them going at it." She said casually as Dash seemed to recover from the raging boner distraction and looked over the edge of the pen into the enclosure.
"…Cheetahs are supposed to mate every fifteen to thirty minutes if they're fertile… and Ishtar has peed on rocks and trees…" Cheetah blinked at that.
"…Charming."
"It's how she tells everyone she's ready for a mate. Male cheetahs would then seek her out." Dash added informatively.
"Well, I'm glad I'm not actually a real cheetah, and I just look like one." She replied, "…Because I can't begin to tell you how I am NOT going to piss on any potential dates." …Though admittedly, she was certain someone in her furry community would actually like that.
"Well…" he sounded dejected, sighing loudly as he watched the cheetahs watching Cheetah. "…I guess it was always a bit of a hail mary…" he said as Cheetah leaned on the railing as she viewed the cheetahs, probably wondering if they had more snacks. "Feels really silly now that it's over."
"You know." Cheetah began, watching the cats as her tail flicked behind her. Leaning over, she watched as their eyes followed her fuzzy tail like they were Noir playing with her cat teaser. "…They can probably tell that you weren't into it." She said as Dash looked at her.
"What?"
"Well… they're not humans. They're animals." She said, "You can make noise and motions, but that's not going to really change anything, right?" she said, glancing at him now. "We can fake it all you want, but they can probably tell we aren't DOING anything." Despite the empty eyes of Dash the Cheetah's head, he seemed to be in thought about what she was saying. "Us pretending to have sex like softcore porn isn't the same as actually doing it…" she shrugged. "…But what do I know, I'm just a cat lady, I'm not some sort of Cheetah Biologist."
"…Intern." He mumbled as she pushed herself off the rail, stretching flexibly as her tail flicked, and then leaned back on the railing, but looked at him.
"…So want to try it again for real this time, or do you want to call it a night?" she asked as he seemed to continue processing her question.
"…Wait, you're serious?" he asked uncertainly as she chuckled.
"Are YOU serious?" she replied, "…You do understand that I am COMPLETELY naked right now, right?" She stood up, running her hands over her furry body. "And you got about 20 minutes left on the clock… "You might as well TRY right?" She then slid her paw down the front of his suit, rubbing at his bulge. "…Worst case scenario, it doesn't work, but you still get laid." She said before her fingers brushed against a zipper…
Her claw hooked in the pull tab, and she pulled. It steadily unzipped as she then reached in, her paw brushing his cock through his pants. "…You must be fucking broiling in there." She said silkily as he cleared his throat.
"It's pretty cold out tonight." He said, before adding "Oh…" he gasped softly as he felt her paw on his shaft. "You… are really good with that hand… paw?" he moaned as she slid her soft fingers up and down his, admittedly average-sized, lengthy. "Ha… ah…" She pulled it through a couple of layers of clothes before extracting him from the mascot pants. Her soft paws brush him lightly as he groaned at the odd feeling of… well, hairy palms…
Cheetah's fur was soft and silky; he expected her to be rough and coarse. "MMn…" Cheetah purred loudly again, watching his cock twitching in her soft hands, vibrating as she purred again, his cock twitching in her hand as she stroked it slowly…
"Oooh." He groaned as her hand slid up and down, but she soon pulled her paw away and turned around, resting her hands on the railing and pushing her soft furry butt towards him, swaying her hips side to side as she gripped tightly to the railing, as she glanced over her shoulder.
"…Jerking it isn't really the same as making me yowl now, is it?" she said, her tail flicking invitingly as she turned her attention back to Dumuzi and Ishtar, who seemed to be circling each other. "Hmmn?" She felt his mitts on her hips again as his twitching cock poked against her pussy from behind. "Mmn…" she glanced over her shoulder at him. "Alright then, get to mating then… Ah." She gasped as Dash pushed into her, sheathing his average cock into her warm kitty. "Haah…" she wiggled her hips, rubbing her fuzzy butt back against him as he held tightly to her and started pulling back, and thrusting deep into her. "Ah… Ah. Ah!" Her breasts swung beneath her as he pounded her furry ass. "Ah… Ah!" her body writhed and squirmed, shaking her firm breasts between her arms as she clawed the top railing, her eyes rolling as her muzzle hung open. "Ah… Ah!!"
"This… ugh!" he grunted, burying his cock into her, holding her tightly to his waist as his cock quivered inside her. "…Oh my god." He breathed softly as Cheetah's tongue flicked across her muzzle and she purred loudly. His cock vibrated to match her rumbling growl almost instinctively as she rolled her hips on him, her silky folds caressing him as her tail flicked against his furry body.
"Don't stop NOW…" she growled, "…You're only halfway there… real animals go at it." She purred as Dash feebly pawed her hips, unable to get a proper grip with his mascot mitts, but- "Aah! Ah! Rooowl…" she growled as he focused more on pushing his hips against her furry ass, her breasts swinging as she bent over the railing. "Ah! Ah! Ahhh…" her heels clicking as her legs kicked reflexively up and down. "Ah! Ah! OOoh! ROOOOOOWL!!" Her eyes rolled as he groaned under the mascot head, clinging as tightly as he could to her waist.
If he were a bigger, stronger guy, he might have actually fucked her over the railing to plummet several feet to the enclave below… but luckily, he wasn't, and she regularly works out. Her paws gripping tightly to the railing as her legs spread apart, pinned to the sturdy see-through glass so the kids could see without climbing the rail. "How are you… so TIGHT?!" he moaned, knocking his head ajar as he rested it on her back. "I! I can't!!"
"Mmgh! Aah! Nngh! Meowwrl…" she growled playfully, "Rooowl!!" meowing and yowling and purring, it echoed throughout the empty zoo as she clamped down around his cock, throwing it back against him as he grunted nervously.
"I'm! I'm gonna! Cum! I can't stop!" he gasped, pounding into her tight pussy faster and faster as her tail lashed around his waist. Not that it could actually stop him if he decided… or wanted to… pull out of her. But her tail had a mind of its own sometimes, usually when she was cumming her brains out. "Aaah!"
"ROOOOOWL!!!" Cheetah's roar of orgasm echoed around the zoo like a triumphant lion roaring her victory over a rival… to be honest, though she wanted to roar 'FUCK' but her body had a mind of its own too… "Uck… Fuck… Phew!" she wiggled her hips against Dash as he kept them glued to her shapely, furry behind, pumping his load into her as she smirked. "…Well now… that was far more encouraging than faking it.
"Oh my God…" groaned Dash, resting against her as she stood up. "Oh, my GOD… OHMYGOD!" he ripped out of her silky pussy, his load dripping down between her legs as she kept them apart and shivered slightly. "They're doing it! They're doing it!!" he said excitedly as she glanced into the pen… sure enough, Dumuzi and Ishtar did seem to be… well… fucking.
"…Fuck me in the ass, it actually worked?!" she said, surprised, brushing her spotted bangs out of her pretty kitty face.
"We did it! We did it, we got them to mate! And!" he raised his arms triumphantly. "…Nobody will know…" he mumbled, his cock still hanging out and dripping slightly as she blinked. "Because I… looped the cameras." He said, sounding dejected. "…Huh." Cheetah patted his shoulder.
"…Don't worry about it, Dash." She said, "They're making little kittens, and that's what's important." She said absently as the yowling, rutting sound of the very rare cates echoed out of the enclosure. "And now you get to brag to your friends that it actually worked."
"Yeah, I…" he paused. "…Huh…" he watched her tail flick as she bent over, and his cock twitched excitedly. "Oh…"
"Let me help you with that…" she said, slipping his cock back into his pants while holding her clothes under one arm. "There you go."
Dash blinked, shuddering at the silky paw's touch. "Huh." He repeated as she tilted her pretty head, and he cleared his throat. "I need… to get your money. I'll be right back."
"I'll be here." She said, sliding her body into her clothes. Snapping her costume over her big, supple breasts before glancing back into the pen and watching the cats go at it. "…I can't believe it actually worked." She mumbled, but hey… helping a rare species copulate is something she didn't think she'd be able to do just by banging a guy in a fur suit… but here she is.
Though… to be perfectly frank. It was probably mostly because she was here. As far as she knew, Cheetah never had any city-endangering powers. She just was a hot furry cat lady… but considering the last time she went to a zoo was before she grew a tail… how would she have been able to try any cat control powers without any cats? Maybe she can tell them what to do, and she told them to 'fuck' when she had her orgasm?
…Well, judging from all the times she tried to get Noir to stay put? Yeah, she doesn't have cat powers.
"Okay. I'm back." Said Dash, jogging towards her, still in the mascot suit. She smiled as he handed her a stack of bills. She flicked her finger through it before smiling and slipping it into her costume. "So… um." He scratched his head with his paw. "Thanks. For helping…"
"Well, I don't know how much help I was." She said honestly, "But I'm glad I got to witness it… I suppose." She scratched her kitty chin and eyed him. "…Still in the suit I see?"
"Oh… yeah, I'm… used to it now." He said, and smiled nervously. "…I kinda like it." And looking at her sexy cat body, a slow realization started to come over him. "…Am I a furry now?" he breathed as Cheetah purred and chuckled, turning to start heading out of the zoo.
"…Probably." She said. Ability to talk or command cats? No. Ability to transform men into furries? Definitely.
She got out of the zoo soon enough, tossing her hair and heading back to the company car. She just managed to set her fluffy backside down when she saw something FLASH across her windshield. She glanced just in time to see the ruffling cape land over the fence of the Zoo. She had just enough time to register that she saw The Batman, before he was gone… chasing after a woman who CLEARLY wasn't Yaya or Divya… she handled that whip WAY too well.
"Damn it." She mumbled with a low growl, turning her car around. "…I lost the bet." Heading back to Superbabes.
Time: 2:02 AM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
Cheetah walked into the back of Superbabes, extracting the cash from her suit as Brielle waved. "Bonjour, Katie."
"Hey, Brielle." Katie put her money on the counter for Orders, who was already separating her cut. "…You said he wasn't a furry."
"He wasn't when you met him." Orders said calmly. "He WAS after you had sex with him."
"That's my superpower." Katie joked as Brielle giggled, depositing her usually titty-filled tips on the counter.
"So where did you go?" Brielle asked adorably as she and Katie went into the locker room to do locker room things… Katie was going to shower.
"I went to the Gotham Zoo," Katie said as Brielle gasped.
"Oh! Did you see the kitties?!" she said excitedly as Katie purred.
"Yes. I saw the kitties…" she said, cooing at the excitable French blonde. "…And after what happened tonight, you might see some kittens." She hesitated, "…Unless Catwoman stole them."
"Ah! Don't say that." Brielle mumbled, "You'll jinx it."
"Brielle…" Katie replied, about to inform her of what she saw tonight… but she didn't have it in her. "You're right. I'll jinx it." She stood under the water of the hissing shower. "Anyway, maybe look at the live feed? You might still see them going at it…"
"The cats or the Batman?" Orders said under her breath, going back to her sudoku. "…Both probably…" she wondered how WEIRD it is for the Batman to fight his on-again, off-again love interest around two yowling, mating Cheetahs in heat?
…It was probably very funny.
End
Okay, another one down. Next up is Britney unless I decide to do like a party or a 2 for 1, been thinking about the former :)