On the Justice League satellite, the former Batman once again squeezed her enormous breasts as she sucked on Green Latina’s tongue. God. She needed to stop, but this body’s urges were so powerful. She thought of Green Latina’s own freckle covered boobies, hidden away behind one thin sports bra. It would be sooo easy to free them. So easy to be the slut she desperately wanted to be. She reached a hand up to Kyle’s high chestnut pony tail and yanked it, pulling the woman’s head back so she could lick her neck. Thank god she didn’t have any real feelings for this Latin sex machine. She couldn’t imagine how she’d react to a woman she loved with a body like theirs.
“Now that’s enough of that!” The Irish accented voice temporarily brought both women to their senses. They were shocked to see Jade, but not Jade. Sure, she was still recognizably Kyle’s green skinned ex, but she was now so much more. Green velvet high heeled ankle boots with large gold buckles clad her feet. Her legs were long and bare and a paler green than before. She wore a sort of golden unitard, like a Playboy bunny might wear, complete with cups for a pair of breath taking green jugs. A dark green jacket covered her shoulders and fell to mid back. She had white cuffs, a white collar, and a golden bow tie. Her face was round and sexy with a cute little nose covered, like her chest, with dark green freckles. Her vibrant red page boy hair was hidden partially by a green bowler.
“Jade?” Kyle asked a huge smile on her face.
“Nae,” she replied. “I mean, I was. But as ye can see, I’m one o’ the fair folk now. A sexy little leprechaun all for ye. Call me Emerald Isle.” She turned around and shrugged off her jacked, revealing her freckled shoulders. “Now come along, Carmen. I’ll not be calling ye Kyle anymore. Lets leave the Bat and the Cat to get acquainted.”
Carmen gave Bruce a kiss on the cheek and ran after Emerald, her sports bra hitting the floor a second later.
Jesus. If that was Jade. Bruce began breathing heavily. “Selina?”
High heels clicked on the satelite’s metal deck and Selina stepped into the light. Like Jade, she was recognizable, but clearly a whole new woman. And what a woman! In a word, Selina was voluptuous. From her thick thighs, to her wide hips, to her generous ass, to a pair of absolutely mind blowing knockers that made Bat-Boobs seem average. The was power in her form, not fat, and it was all wrapped in high heeled boots, a short pleated black skirt and a black and white halter top that laced up the front, but was clearly struggling to contain Selina’s new whoppers. Her hair was a black bob with a little cat ear barrette sticking out the top. Her face seemed younger and her jaw a bit more square.
She crawled like a cat onto the table. Bruce gulped. “Is that really you?”
“Ja, Liebchen. You can call me Titty Kitty.” Titty Kitty rose to her knees and began to unlace her top, freeing her impossibly perky namesakes.
Bat-Boob’s hands went right to them. “It seems like a night for new names. What. . . what should mine be?” She looked up at Selina so sweetly as she unzipped her own top. “I don’t think ‘Bruce’ fits this slutty new body.”
“I love your slutty new body,” Titty Kitty pulled her in for the most amazing kiss Bat-Boobs had ever experienced. “Betsy.”
A tear ran down Betsy’s cheek as she leaned forward and greedily sucked on Titty Kitty’s titties. She was amazed to find they were filled with cream. Selina purred.