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We'll Always Have Paris (1 pic) Art and text courtesy of nyctophobia11 - https://www.deviantart.com/nyctophobia11 I find that I quite like being able to move independently of you. I will continue to lend you my strength, and while we are apart, you’ll only have a fraction of it, but since I doubt you’ll need all my strength all the time, I’d like to be able to move around myself, to see your world. Is that acceptable?’ Sameera sighed and looked into the glowing eyes that stared at her from the abnormal shadow. ‘You say only those who have seen the afterlife can see you?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Then I have a clause as well. If you wish to not inhabit my body all the time, to be able to roam free as you choose, you will wear the guise of my choosing.’ ‘And what would that be?’ ‘Look into my mind as I can look into yours. And tell me what you see.’ ‘Surely you jest?’ ‘You like looking terrifying, yes? Then to me, the gu...
The Sport of Penguins - 6 Art and Story by YC-Batgirl Later in her apartment, Batgirl took a spare bat-suit, without having another pair of pantyhose left, she take her bat-bodystocking, new heels and a spare belt. ''I have no time for you Charlie, I'm going to a horse race, to chase a penguin. I know it sounds strange to you but I'll explain everything later!'' At the race stadium, it didn't took long for the smart Batgirl to find Penguins and his goons. Everybody is there, no glue or sticky things will stop her, she will surprise them this time. ''The race is over bad bird, you're going to jail!'' ''Batgirl?'' ''In the flesh!'' ''Get her!!!'' The goons are no match for Batgirl, soon they are all lying on the floor in pain. The scare Penguin is paralyse, Batgirl is slowly walking toward him with her beautiful smile. ''Stay where you are Bat-nuisance or I'll sh...
We'll Always Have Paris (1 pic) Art and text courtesy of nyctophobia11 - https://www.deviantart.com/nyctophobia11 The only respite Sarena got during her gruelling day was a few hours at night, when the Wahat rested by decree. However, her captors denied her the little comforts afforded to other denizens of the dungeon. Her chains were always a little too short to allow her to rest, forcing her arms to be stretched at an uncomfortable angle. And when the warmth of the stones heated by the desert sun faded, she found herself shivering in the cold of her stone cell. The guards would not even give her rags to cover herself with. All she had in her low ceilinged stone cell was a small window near the top which gave her a little view of the clear desert night sky. And like every night since she first woke up in Wahat Muqmira, she had a guest when her eyes opened, one who always remained in the shadows. ‘I almost feel sorry fo...
The Sport of Penguins - 5 Art and Story by YC-Batgirl She's trying to roll on her back but i's too difficult for the exhausted Batgirl. Horror, she can feel her feet starting to burn and even knowing it's futile, she's trying to roll over the conveyor again. She's rolling less than an inch on each side, her utility belt pouches are stopping her to turn on her back again. ''Wait, in my utility belt I have a tool able to save me, I must activate it!'' Sweating like a pig under the heat slowly burning her pantyhose legs, she's giving all she got to push a pouch with all her weight. She hear a click and wait to see if she activate the right tool. It work, she hit the Bat-dissolving Switch, the glue turns into liquid and now able to move. Jumping out of the conveyor is easy, Batgirl escape again.
The Sport of Penguins - 4 Art and Story by YC-Batgirl Alone, Batgirl is pushing the hardest she can the shell immobilizing her. She can't feel a single part of the shell losing resistance, or hear a single ''crack''. The sound of the powerful vibrators gets all the attention and there is no way to stop them arousing her, the only part of her body able to move are her feet, busy at rubbing each other trying to stop the tickling torture. Batgirl is fighting to control the heavily breathing, with the pressure on her stomach and chest she have to take fast short breathing to get as much air as possible between the laughing and the orgasming and things gets worst when she feel her nose slowly getting blocked by her own saliva. Her eyes are watching the roof, telling her how fast the conveyor is moving her close to the burning chamber. Unable to move, to escape, to think of something that can save her, the purple captive is completely aroused. Too many things are...
The Sport of Penguins -3 Art and Story by YC-Batgirl ''Stop the conveyor, that little purple bat is loving this! Squawk!'' ''You two, find her Bat-cycle, she must use her ''things'' on boring nights, bring all the toys you can find and you, dissolve the part between her legs and her breast and when done go help your two friends!'' A moment later, The poor Batgirl, still unable to move a muscle, see from the corner of her eyes the goons coming back but horror, they have in their hands, two strong vibrators, nipple clamps and a big pot of tickling powder. ''You, apply the nipple clamps and you, dissolve her hose feet and aplly all the pot of the tickling powder over them!'' Squawk! ''You, put the first vibrator at the lowest part of her clit, the other goes over it, push them can till they are both pushing her clit firmly. Turn the vibrators at full speed and seal them forever with glue! Squawk!'...
Starlight Art and story by by Samsa23 - - http://deviantart.com/samsa23 Not everyone with powers could just adopt a funny nickname and wear a costume suddenly becoming a heroine. Especially not in Indigo City. As Anne found out when she tried to do just that. Her light based powers may have been flashy and intimidating, but these criminals had heroines like Astragirl and Nomaiden to deal with. With super strength and laser vision, being flashbanged was small potatoes. They decided that Anne's attempt was cute, however, and she had a hot tight body. So they opted instead of punishing her for her attempt at ruining their business to keep her around as a sort of...incentive for their members to do better. Whoever impressed the boss got to spend an evening with Anne. And she got plenty of time to reflect in the starlight about her choices.
