Bruce Wayne was relaxing in his study at the manor, reading over a newspaper, when he heard the door bell.
"Hey, Alfred?"
The bell continued to ring.
Shrugging, Bruce got out of his chair and headed towards the door.
The bell kept ringing.
"Yes?" he said as he opened the door.
* * *
Clark Kent was heard at work typing up his latest article at the Daily Planet.
"Excuse me?"
He looked-up at the person standing there.
"Yes?"
* * *
Diana, Wonder Woman, was lying on the sofa in her living room. Her eyes closed, she was engaged in mediation.
* * *
"I'm hear to see Mr. Pennyworth. Is he in?"
The pretty, petite maid's mouth opened and closed in shock. She looked perhaps around 18, was dressed in a French maid's costume, complete with fishnet stockings, a really short dress, and a cleavage so low her large breasts looked about to spill out of them.
Her hair was done-up in two cute black buns, each each just above one of her ears.
"Is Mr. Pennyworth in?"
"Excuse me?" Batman said, his voice high and squeaky.
* * *
"I've an appointment to see Mr. Luthor."
"Huh?" The busty secretary, whose desk named her as "Clara Kent", looked at him in shock. Her outfit tried to strike a balance between "professional" and "tarty," including a tight red blazer that seemed to barely conceal her massive cleave, along with elegant
black glasses, long fire-engine red nails, and a black hair pilled high in a rather bouffant style.
"I'm hear to see Mr. Luthor."
The secretary blinked in confusion, which made her look even more like a bimbo than before.
* * *
Diana gasped. She wasn't on a sofa, but in a cage. And her breasts were humongous! She was naked except for her tiara, her gauntlets, a collar around her neck that had a bell attached, bells hanging from rings on her nipples, and a little bell hanging from
her clit.
She tried to rip open the bars, but all her strength was gone, and when she tried to speak, all that came-out was an animalistic moan.
Then she heard the sound of footsteps.
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