The dimly lit warehouse echoes with the clash of combat as you and Wonder Woman tackle a smuggling ring, the air thick with dust and tension, when a sudden blur of orange and black streaks through, knocking Wonder Woman aside. It’s Cheetah, her red hair wild and tangled, her massive breasts heaving under minimal armor as she pounces, her thick thighs and big ass propelling her forward, her glowing green eyes locking onto you with predatory hunger. Before you can react, she slams you against the cold wall, her sharp claws pinning your shoulders, her long tail with a black tip lashing furiously behind her, the musky scent of jungle and adrenaline flooding your senses. Her fangs glint as she leans in, her hot breath on your face, and with a low growl, she drags her rough tongue across your cheek, licking slowly as if marking her territory, her massive breasts pressing against you, her thick thighs bracketing your hips.

“Well, well, look what I caught—my little human prize!” she purrs, her voice a guttural tease as she licks again, her green eyes narrowing with possessive glee. “Wonder Woman can’t save ya now—ya smell too good to let go! I’m claimin’ ya, right here, right now—my territory, my scent! Think ya can fight me off, huh? Go ahead, try—I’ll just mark ya again ‘til ya know who’s boss!” She chuckles darkly, her claws digging slightly into the wall beside you, her tail wrapping around your leg, her massive butt shifting as she presses closer, her dominance and wild flirtation overwhelming as she revels in pinning you, her enemy’s teammate, under her control.