"Oh, you don't need to be shy," he said. "I think you and my sissy daughter could become the best of friends, would you like that?"

 

"Uh-huh." A sissy bestie would be nice.

 

"And if you are best friends, then I think you should be friends with me as well. Doesn't that make sense?"

 

"Yeth," Bryce mumbled.

 

"What was that?"

 

"Yeth, Mithter Luthor."

 

"Good girl."

 

He ran a finger across her cheek. Bryce whimpered. This big and scary mean ol' ... powerful, intense... man was making her clitty soooo hard. If it hadn't been locked tight, maybe she would have started creaming her frilly panties by now.

 

"Now, why don't you clamber into Uncle Lex's lap. He has a surprise for you."

 

* * *

 

Claire cooed.

 

"Uncle Alfie, your pee-pee is sooo big. So much bigger than my little pee-pee."

 

"Of course, you silly bimbette," Alfred said. "And I don't have a pee-pee. I have a cock."

 

Claire squeaked as he gave her ass a swot.

 

"Oooo! Yes, sir!"

 

* * *

 

Slade Wilson found his pants around his ankles and Starfire on her knees in front of him, running her tongue up his shaft.

 

"Ooooo, Monsieur Slade, eet ees zo beeg. Such a perfect shaft of man meat. I want to worship eet!"

 

She continued to lick and kiss the shaft. 

 

"Ooooo, I want some too!" Raven said. "Mmmm, you perfect man!"