"Hello, ladies,. My name is Chad Oliver."
"Did y'all do this tah us?"asked the former Superman in her southern "country gal" accent.
"That's right. In a short time, you and the rest of the Justice Team of Tarts won't be able to keep your hands off me and my friends."
"You're gonna be sorry!" Wonder Princess yelled, stamping her foot. "We're gonna make you sorry! My mom's a queen! You don't wanna mess with her!"
"The little spoiled princess looks like she's about to have a temper tantrum!" Chad laughed.
Aquaminx tittered at the idea.
"Shut-up, beach-boobs!" Wonder Princess yelled at her.
Suddenly a door opened and light shined from behind it.
"Come this way, ladies. Don't worry, you'll get comfortable soon."
Supergal nervous bit her lip. Already she was thinking what it would be like to feel a man's big rough, strong hands against her body. For some sexy farmhand to press her face down in the hay of a barn and ride her ass like he was some stallion. Or for some
sophisticated "city fella" like Lex Luthor to whine and dine her before taking her home and....
She squealed slightly, while close-by Batbrat was nervously clicking her piercings together as she licked her lips. Gawd, sometimes she was such a jerk, such a nawty, bad brat. Now she was so weak, Alfred or Dick or ANYONE could yank her over their knee and
spank her bat-butt for being so nawty.
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