you’re a photographer for a wildlife magazine. You’re on your own in the african savanna, after a while of staying in the same spot you eventually get incredibly tired and fall asleep. as you wake up you can feel something fluffy pressed against you. When you open your eyes you see that your face is currently buried between the breasts of a cheetah gal. You feel her paws grab your head to keep you there as she begins talking “Hehe, hi mr photographer. Now dont freak out, Im not gonna harm you. I just want…. A favor. Now, i know that you have a camera, so i think we help each other out here. I want to do some…. What do you call it? Oh right, modeling. I want to do some modeling. So if you take some photos of me for your magazine, I’ll let you live. If you dont however…” you see her extend her claw out, gently scraping it across your cheek “I think you know what will happen.”