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Azrael squealed as Catwoman's whip wrapped around her ankles and sent the newly-minted woman crashing to the ground. "Well, at least those big pillowy tits cushioned her fall," the former Huntress smirked. "So, what should we do with this cutie?" Catwoman asked. "I've got some ideas." Azrael squeaked as she stared at the devil-girl's pitchfork and noticed that the tips were fatter and rounder than they should be looked -- looked a lot like dildos, as did the tip of the girl's swishing tail...
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