"Mike...change me back, please. I'll leave you alone as Batman. Please, I can't go on like this!"
"Ah Bats, it's not that simple. The changes are irreversible. And I wouldn't change you if I could. And soon, you won't want me to change you"
"Wh...what do you mean?"
"You know exactly what I mean." Vaccaro drew in close and grabbed the former crimefighters incredibly fuckable ass. "Deep down you want this. You like everything from the girly pink room to the dirty ass fucking I just gave you. You even like my seed in you! You want to be a whoring Bat-mommy for a big time mobster.
"Never! I have a moral code"
"A moral code you deeply desire to break! When Willows placed you into the machine it did a psych assessment on you Bats. It scanned all of your memories, thoughts, dreams and desires...even the ones you never knew you had. Wanting to be as crazy as Harley and live carefree...or as you say in your dreams, "as free as a bird to flap my wings and start a Hurricane in Albuquerque!" Or desiring to be as plant-based and seductive as Poison Ivy. Even having a love affair with one of my underage prostitutes. Well, now you get to work with her as one yourself! And you love the idea!"
Batman tried to conjure up all of his superhero strength and moral fortitude. Anger and rage began to show as the now buxom blonde finally showed traces of her old self, a trademark scowl that was reserved for the most treacherous of villains and struck utter terror into even the most fearless of enemies. Vaccaro noticed and suddenly even became fearful of the barely legal petite blonde that he abused only hours earlier. As the Dark Knight in her rose, however, it was quickly subdued by an immediate sense of pleasure and ensuing wetness...
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