Bat Lass to the Rescue!

by Orb

 

 

Debbie Ward was diligently working on her studies.   The petite attractive brunette had just turned 18.  It was her senior year and she wanted to graduate at the top of her class at Metro High.  There was a light tap at her bedroom door.  Her guardian Barbara Wayne poke her head in. 

 

“I'm sorry to interrupt your studies Debbie, but I have to step out for a bit this evening.”

 

Debbie knew what that meant.  Her guardian and mentor, Barbara Wayne, had a secret identity.  She was Bat Lady, Metro City’s protector.  Debbie was Bat Lass, one-half the dynamic crime-fighting duo.

 

“Count me in!”, Debbie chirped.

 

“Hold on.”  Barbara replied calmly.  “Don’t you have a big math test tomorrow?”

 

“Yes, but…”

 

“No.  You stay here and study.  Education is the key to the door of opportunity.”

 

That was just what she expected Barbara to say.

 

Debbie sighed.  “Ok…”

 

Barbara smiled.  “It’s probably nothing.  I’m just checking out a tip on a possible bank heist.  If I need you,  I’ll send you a message with co-ordinates.  Good luck with your studies.”

 

“Thank you.”

 

With that, the voluptuous brunette departed.  The reading room of Wayne Mansion was so quiet one could hear a pin drop.  Debbie focused on her studies, occasionally glancing at the clock on the wall.  An hour passed.  Then two.  She wondered if she would hear from Bat Lady.  The night dragged on.  Suddenly, a high-pitched beeping noise broke the silence.  This was not a typical transmission.  It was a Red-Alert!  This never happened.  Bat Lady was in trouble!  A jolt of panic went up the teen’s spine, but she did not pause for a second.  She bolted to the East wall book shelf and tilted the Encyclopedia of Chiropterology (the study of bats) backward.  A panel in the wall slid open.  Debbie stood on the lift and was taken to the Bat Cave.  She quickly changed into her uniform which consisted of a mask, navel-bearing mini-top, and low-rise spandex briefs.  Minutes later, she was on her rocket cycle.  The coordinates of the alert were in the cycle’s guidance system.

 

The trusty sidekick could feel her heart beating in her chest. 

 

“Don't worry Barbara.”  Debbie whispered to herself.  “I'm on my way!”

 

Flames erupted from the cycle's exhaust and Bat Lass rocketed out of the Bat Cave.

 

Minutes later, Debbie arrived at a seemingly abandoned factory on the edge of town.  Her attempts to radio Bat Lady had met with no response.  She pulled the hand-held locator from her utility belt.  The red blinking arrow pointed forward.  Debbie cautiously approached a side door and slipped inside.  She found herself in a long corridor with many doors.  The locator pointed dead ahead.  At the end of the hallway, the locator arrow turned left.  Facing a door, Debbie took a deep breath, and slowly turned the door knob.

 

Whoomp!

 

To the young heroine's surprise, a trapdoor opened beneath her feet.  With a thud, Debbie's derriere landed on a metal slide that quickly delivered her to an underground lair.  The chute spat out the flailing girl.  Debbie landed in a tangle of vines and was quickly ensnared.  Thick vines wrapped around her arms and legs, holding her in a standing position.   She looked her left and saw her mentor standing next to her in the same predicament .  Bat Lady was also completely immobilized by the botanical monstrosity.  Vines and tendrils were curled around limbs.  Barbara was unable to speak.   Her lips were stretched tight around a fat, dark green tentacle stuffed in her mouth.   Debbie turned her head to look forward and gasped.  A similar thick green tentacle was poised in front of her mouth.  Its head was cock-shaped.  Before the bewildered teen could react, the tentacle lunged forward, pushing past her lips.

 

“Mmmmmmpf!” 

 

“Well, hello Bat Lass!”  a familiar voice gloated.  “So nice of you to join us!  Don't bother replying.  I see you have a mouthful.”

 

It was Venus Flytrap!

 

The nearly-nude, red-haired villainess stood triumphantly before them in a leafy bikini that barely covered her private parts.

 

“You won't be needing this.”  Venus smirked as she removed Bat Lass's utility belt.  She set in on a table next to Bat Lady's.

 

“I am the worst sidekick ever!” Debbie thought to herself.   “All I manage to do is get captured.  I was supposed to rescue Bat Lady.  I hope she has a plan for getting us out of this mess!”

 

“Since you're both busy sucking on the cock in your mouths, I'll tell you how this evening is going to go.”,  Venus declared.  “Today is the last day of your crime-fighting careers.  I didn't want any loose ends so I set off the alarm to lure you here Bat Lass.  Like a silly fool, you fell right into my trap.”

 

Debbie wrinkled her nose in protest.

 

Venus continued.  “There was never going to be a bank heist.  You two were the prize all along!

 

Last year, you both narrowly escaped my pregger plants just as they were about to strip you down to your birthday suits on the internet for all to see.   I would have exposed your secret identities along with everything else!” 

 

“Well...  Some wealthy gentlemen in Europe, the Middle East, and Asia approached me.  They said they would pay handsomely for intimate photos of their favorite superheroine and her young sidekick.  So my lair is equipped with over 50 high-def cameras that are recording every moment of your predicament from all angles.  It's a win-win situation.  They are going to deposit millions of dollars into my bank account.  As the total grows, you lose your clothes!  Bwaa ha ha!” 

 

Bat Lady and Bat Lass offered muffled protests.   “Mmmmmph!   Mmmmmmm!”

 

“It's that simple.  As I get rich, you get naked!”,  Venus sneered.

 

“When the first dollar total is reached, your tops come off and we see your bat tits.

 

Do you feel those tendrils wrapped around the sides of your Bat Bikini Bottoms?  When the second dollar total is reached, my pet will pull your Bat Panties down to your ankles, exposing your Bat Muffs. Then off comes your masks.  Everyone will know your true identity.  Goodbye crime-fighting careers!

 

The best comes last!  After a special donor pays me hundreds of millions of dollars, I'll be one of the richest women on the planet and you'll get a date with my most potent pregger plant, the Testiclon!  How romantic!

 

I spent an entire year creating my most powerful and potent pregger plant with your pussies in mind.  It has hundreds of super-strong tentacles.  Escape is impossible.  Do you see those two enormous testicles?  They hold hundreds of gallons of potent cum.  A single drop of which contains millions of seeds for your fertile wombs.  In fact, it has enough cum to fill the twats of every superheroine on the planet!  There will be no escape this time.  I won't be leaving you alone like last time.  I'll be right here the whole time to watch as you're filmed getting stripped naked and impregnated!” 

 

Barbara and Debbie looked over at the massive dark green gonads that were as high as the ceiling.  They both squirmed but the vines held them tight.

 

“Let's get this show on the road!”  The villainess laughed.  “C'mon boys!  Ten million dollars and you'll get to see their Bat Boobs.”

 

“She's crazy!”,  Debbie thought.  “My breasts are small and there are thousands of bare breasts on the internet.  No one is going to pay her...  no way!”

 

The helpless teen looked up to see a digital counter.  Shockingly, it was racing upward.  Pervs from all over the globe were eagerly contributing to strip the Dynamic Duo naked.

 

“No way!!!”, thought Debbie.

 

Bat Lass struggled against her bindings.

“I only need a little more time.”

 

A bell rang!

 

“Our first goal has been reached in less than a minute”,  Venus declared.  “I had no idea you were THIS popular!  Your fans are going to love this!”

 

Bat Lady and Bat Lass didn't like the sound of that.  Just then, they noticed the lumps traveling up the tentacles stuffed in their mouths.  A sticky gooey load was pumped into their mouths.  They were forced to swallow. 

 

Mmmmmm!  Mmmmpf!  (gulp) (gulp)

 

The tentacles retracted. 

 

Suddenly Bat Lass's chest felt warm.  She looked down and, to her shock, her breasts were swelling. 

 

“Our breasts are filling with milk!”,  Bat Lady exclaimed.  “What have your done to us?!”

 

“The Testiclon is preparing you for impregnation.” Venus replied.  “The sap you just drank will make you stupid horny and extremely fertile.  As your libido grows, so do your tits.  It a moment, they'll break free of their confines.  Ha ha!”

 

Bat Lady was very well-endowed, but her breasts had quickly grown a pair of double P's.  As she moaned with mouthful of greenish cum, her breasts continued to enlarge.. Her top was stretched to its limits trying to contain them.

 

Riiiipppp!

 

Her massive mammeries broke free of their confines as her bra burst.  A pair a giant milk-laden, sagging tits flopped out. 

 

Debbie looked down.  Her formerly perky pair had quickly inflated in size.  The center bridge of her top tore in two!

 

Riiippp!!!

 

The teen's perky pair now resembled large drooping water balloons.  The humiliated heroine's tits drooped down to their belly-buttons and continued to elongate and sag lower.  Soon, they were swaying at their waist.  It was a fiendish feedback loop.  The Testiclon's diabolical cum made any woman crazy horny.  Bat Lady and Bat Lass stared at their transformed tits.  The sight of their sagging boobs made them even hornier.  Debbie looked up at the Testiclon's gonads.  Her pussy ached to be filled with its nasty gooey green cum.  Horny thoughts made the milk flow into her breasts even faster, sinking them lower.

 

“Oh yes!  There's a pair of suction pods at your feet.  Your milk-laden tits will continue to droop lower & lower until your nipple reach the milking pods.  They'll drain your tits dry!”, Venus exclaimed.

 

Bat Lady and Lass continued to struggle but it was no use.  Their breasts continued to fill with milk and sag lower and lower, past their knees, to the awaiting milking pods.   The strange pods had what looked to be green lips.  And they were smiling!  As their breasts drew close, the lips opened just wide enough to draw their pink engorged nipples.  The sucking began in earnest.

 

SLURP!!!!!!  SLURP!!!!!!

 

Barbara and Debbie moaned breathlessly as they were milked like dairy cows.  The feeling of milk gushing out their nipples was amazing.  Soon, they saw their breasts could not keep up with the demand.  They became vein-streaked before wrinkling and crumpling.  The milking pods reduced their breasts to long, shriveled flesh tubes that swayed down to their feet.

 

“My beautiful big breasts!”, Bat Lady exclaimed breathlessly.  “Oh my god!  I had the most perfect tits and your plant fucking ruined them.”

 

“Oh yes!  They're wrecked for good!”, Venus laughed.

 

Debbie couldn't believe her ears.  Bat Lady never talked like this.  She never heard her swear.  Barbara sounded completely turned on by her milking. 

 

“It must be that plant's cum.” She thought.  “It's making us stupid horny and Bat Lady was probably given several doses before I arrived.”

 

Debbie looked down at her long, drooping boobs.  What was in that cum she drank?  Her pussy was tingling and sopping wet.  She hated herself for enjoying that the Testiclon had made a mockery of what used to be a pair of firm, nubile breasts.

 

Venus spoke.

 

“A pair of twat ticklers will get your pussies dripping wet as we wait for our second cash total to be reached.  This time guys, I want 20 million.  20 million and my pet will pull Bat Lady's and Bat Lass's panties down to their ankles.  You'll get to see if the carpet matches the drapes.  Then it'll unmask them, and end their crime-fighting careers!”

 

Barbara and Debbie felt a thin tentacle between their legs.  It flicked their clits and ran its tip along their slits.  This was just foreplay for what was to come, but it was excellent foreplay.   The Testiclon knew exactly how to touch a woman.  It was flicking their beans with expert precision.  Barbara and Debbie gasped and bit their lips.  Massive orgasms flowed through their bodies.  All the while, the digital dollar counter shot upward. 

 

“I've got to concentrate.”  Debbie thought.  “This plant is making me cum over and over!  It's driving me crazy.  A few more minutes of this and I'll be begging for it to be in me.”

 

Just then the young heroine remembered.

 

“I brought the proto-type Batarang before I left the Bat-cave!  I'm going to send it right at this plant's seed sacks and bust its balls!”

 

Bat-Lass knew this was their chance.  She sang a high-pitched musical cry.  It activated the voice-controlled Batarang in her utility belt on the far side of the room.  The device shot forth from its compartment and took flight.  Venus ducked as it flew over her head.  Bat-Lass's vocal commands had given it the target.  The Batarang soared directly at the Testiclon's testicles.  As soon as it made contact, it shattered into pieces.

 

Debbie's mouth fell open as Venus laughed. 

 

“Nice try losers, but the Testiclon has balls of steel.  Looks like you need another taste of cum Bat Lass.”

 

On command, a cock-shaped tentacle fucked the teen's mouth and pumped a heavily load of cum down her throat.  When it withdrew, the cum's aphrodisiac properties were in full effect.  Debbie was a sex-crazed nymph.

 

Ding!   The bell rang a second time.

 

Bat Lady and Lass knew what that meant.  Horny with plant cum, they grinned and bit their lips as the Testiclon yanked down their bottoms.  Barbara's landing strip came into full view as the cameras zoomed in.  Debbie's mon pubis was topped with a tuft of blonde hair.  Floor cameras gave a nice close up of their engorged labia.  Their pussies were dripping wet and ready to be fucked.

 

Tentacles whipped off their masked.  Naked with drained tits that sagged to the floor, Barbara and Debbie looked into the camera without shame. 

 

“Billionaire Barbara Wayne and Debbie Ward.  Why am I not surprised?”  Venus smirked.

 

“I won't be calling you by your code names anymore.  Your careers are over!  Smile for the camera sluts!  I want to hear you beg to be fucked and impregnated!”

 

“Oh please fuck us!” Barbara pleaded.  “Fill my pussy!  Please!  I need it now!”

 

Debbie chimed in.  “Give it to us!  You win!  Fuck us!”

 

Venus smirked,  “My precious plant will pound your pussies and pump you full of seeds, but it's going to cost you.  I want your entire fortune!”

 

Barbara quickly replied,  “It's yours!  I need a cock in me now!  I want it to pump me full of cum!”

 

Debbie added, “Look at my flat stomach.  I want a big belly to match by big tits!”

 

Venus rubbed her chin.  “What about the Bat-Cave?”

 

Barbara shot back.  “It's yours on one condition!  The Bat-Computer will give you the secret identity of hundreds of female crime-fighter's and their weaknesses.  Just promise me you'll make sure the Testiclon strips & fucks 'em just like us.”

 

“Oh, that's a promise!”  Venus smiled.  “I'll make sure they all get their twats filled with green cum!  Are you ready to get fucked ladies?”

 

Barbara and Debbie smiled and nodded.  They looked down and happily saw a fat, green tentacle between their legs.  The Testiclon's cock-tipped tentacles pushed into their wet pussies.  Debbie's cherry was popped.  The cocks were lined with delightful ridges.  They stimulated the pink interiors of the horny heroines.  Plunging back and forth in their pinks, the girls came with each thrust.   One orgasm flowed into the next.  It was the most exquisite fucking they could have ever imagined.  It could not be described in words.  The girls could only make animalistic grunts and moans.  The cameras recorded it all.  After an hour of ecstasy, it was time for the Testiclon to fulfill its purpose.  It's massive gonads quivered, sending a stream of cum on its way to the heroines's fertile wombs.  Barbara and Debbie gasped and whimpered as the cock pushed deep into their vaginas and delivered its payload.  When the cocks withdrew, their pussies were completely filled with green sticky goo.  It dripped from their freshly fucked snatches.  The tentacles laid the sexually exhausted pair on their backs.  The girls slept as their bellies gurgled and slowly grew in size.  Venus Flytrap was succeed where all other had failed.  The Dynamic Duo had been stripped naked and impregnated.

 

    When Debbie and Barbara awoke, they were in the Hen House.  The potent cum had given them enormous bellies and long, balloonish breasts.  Their wombs were filled with millions of seeds.  The plant's cum permeated their bodies.  Their skin was a bright green making them look even more ridiculous.  It also put them completely under the control of Venus Flytrap, who had the ability to control plant life.

 

    With the Bat-Computer, Venus set up other girls on dates with the Testiclon.  First, came her sexy rivals.  Catgirl and Harlequin had their pussies pumped full of cum.  They awoke in the Hen House next to their former nemeses.  All had lost their sexy figures and been turned into green blimps by the diabolical pregger plant.  

 

   They were followed by a dozen young brave heroines.  Each had been overpowered, seduced, and seeded by the Testiclon.  The day of their impregnation was the best of their young lives.

 

   When Venus Flytrap came to inspect the Hen House all the girls spread their legs and grunted to squeeze out pods to please their master.  Barbara smiled at Venus.  Her  massive stretch-out snatch belched out a softball-sized pod.

 

Splorb!!!

 

“Very good Barbara.  And what have you for me today, Selina?”

 

 Catgirl gritted her teeth and pushed a large pod out of her green kitty.

 

Splorb!!

 

“Girls!  I have something to show you!”

 

A large TV monitor flickered on.  It showed a stunningly beautiful blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl in a blue crop top and red mini-skirt.  A green-glowing choker was around her slender neck.  It was Super Lass.  She struggled but couldn't break the grip of the Testiclon.  Soon, her soft lips were stretched around a cock-tipped, feeder tentacle.

 

Barbara bit her lip.  The Bat-Computer had provided Kara's secret weakness as promised.   The residents of the Hen House were about to see Super Lass ravished by the Testiclon.   The memories of their impregnation day made their pussies throb.  Soon, the contractions started.  A procession of pods was coming down their birth canals. 

 

The Testiclon milked Super Lass.  Then it pulled her red panties down, fucked her blond muff, and impregnated the once mighty Kryptonian.  Barbara, Debbie, and the residents of the Hen House grunted, spread their thighs, and squeezed seed pods out of their green vaginas in appreciation. 

 

Splorb! Splorb!  Splorb!!  Splorb!!  Splorb!!  Splorb!!   Splorb!!  Splorb!!!

 

 

As the pods emerged from their green, gaping cunts, they fell onto a collection slide that delivered them to an egg bin.  An hour later, Kara's tits were swaying at her ankles and green cum dripped from her pink slit.   The girls of the Hen House loved every minute of it.  The egg bin overflowed with seed pods.

 

 

THE END.