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Dick Grayson was growing concerned. With all the Arkham residents currently on the loose, Black Bat not responding to anyone's calls was a serious concern. He made his way to the last place he'd heard from her near the docks.
Leaping from rooftop to rooftop, he saw clearly that Poison Ivy had engineered some sort of plant tower that was rapidly withering. She'd been here very, very recently, that much was clear. What was disturbing was that there was zero sign of either her or Black
Bat. It was entirely possible that the redhead had gotten the drop on the girl, despite her martial arts prowess. He cautiously landed near the dying plant tower, keeping his eyes peeled for both Ivy and Cassandra.
"Unnhhh . . ." came a low groan from a hidden corner beneath the plant. The voice was distinctly low and sultry, even when in pain. It had to be Catwoman.
"Catwoman?" Nightwing called out cautiously.
"N-Nightwing?" groaned the stunning thief, seemingly out of it. "That you? I'm not doing so hot . . ."
Dick walked cautiously around the plant and was stunned by what he saw. Catwoman was completely nude except for her gloves, boots and cow, leaning up against the giant vine and moaningl. Given how prominently he'd dreamed of seeing this back in his Robin days
and just how wonderful the reality of her stunning body was, even he was stunned for a moment.
"Uh . . . what happened? Where's Ivy and Black Bat?"
Catwoman slid up and staggered over to Dick, her full, perky tits swaying in the night air, nipples clearly up and hard. Dick couldn't help but both steal a glance and cop a feel with his chest as he rushed over to steady her.
"Easy! You're, uh, not at full strength . . . or fully clothed for that matter." he added, blushing slightly.
"I know . . ." she purred into his ear. "It'll make it easier for what you're about to do next."
"What do-" was all he got out before Selina shoved a hand she'd had balled into a fist into his face, covering his mouth and nose. He felt himself snorting in a handful of something musky and fell back from her, coughing and stunned.
"Mistress Ivy wanted me to stay behind and play with whomever came around to test out her new inventions." cooed Catwoman, ceasing to fake any sign of strain as she sauntered over to him and pushed him down to the ground.
"Mistress said I couldn't use the same mind control lipstick because she'd already used it on me and she already had Batboobs to study the effects of her boob growing pollen. Mistress also said the intellect-decreasing spores were only for Batman. So, lucky
you - you just got to snort in her permanent libido enhancer! Mistress Ivy is SO smart."
Catwoman attempted to straddle him - her pussy already soaking wet and tantalizingly near - but Nightwing pushed her off and flipped away as he started to get his breath back. He had to warn everyone that-
"UNNGH!" Dick groaned, his head swimming as suddenly all the blood rushed from his head. He could smell Selina Kyle's pussy from here, still see her big fat tits, her full lips and long sexy legs. He wanted her - NOW! His cock got rock hard, painfully so in
his tight costume. With a grunt, he unzipped and let his cock out, gasping and panting.
"Ooh!" Catwoman purred, licking her lips. "Looks like it works . . . and you WEREN'T stuffing those little green shorts of yours back in the day. You've got a yummy looking big, fat dick . . ."
Nightwing reached out against a crate to steady himself, closing his eyes and trying to use meditation techniques Bruce had taught him. He had almost gotten control over himself again when he felt Selina Kyle's mouth start to give him an enthusiastic blowjob
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