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Time. 9:55 PM. Place. Gotham City. (Superbabes)
*Ring! Ring!* click.
"Hello. Superbabes. We now Deliver."
"…I'd like to order a… Poison Ivy combo?"
"That's an extra-large garden salad, and a side of carrots and celery."
"…Really?"
"We are aware of the irony. Yes."
"Uh… does that at least come with any salad dressing?"
"We have Estate, Julius and Red Cheese dressing."
"…All of those sound unappealing… but Estate please."
"Very well. Anything else?"
"Delivered by Poison Ivy, please."
"We want her back in 60 minutes or less or the police will be informed, you will be charged on delivery. Name and address please."
In a world where the slightest insult, screw up, bad day or bad footing on a catwalk can send someone spiraling into super-villainy. She liked to think she was the exception as opposed to the norm. She needed money, and a new skincare company was testing new product trials. A new, luscious, rejuvenation cream that would make your skin years younger and extra soft…
Stolen of course, from the former laboratories of one Dr. Pamela 'Kill anything not leafy' Isley aka Poison Ivy. Of course, she didn't find this out until much later, long after the criminal trial and the inevitable batman beating… Honestly, after she had heard about what happened to Matt Hagen aka Clayface she should've known better…
…The Cream turned her skin green… not exactly like Poison Ivy's green, which was barely green-tinged… more like a leafy green. Normally, the average Gothamite would buy/steal/make a costume and proceed to prowl the streets doing God knows what but not her… she went to an ACTUAL doctor. They told her the process was reversible, but it would cost a lot of money to do so… and it wasn't like she could get anything from the skincare company, she signed away her body for the test… she AGREED to this. And while if she had a deadly allergic reaction, or suffered grievous harm she would've been covered, a cosmetic change in pigment wasn't exactly a Joker attack.
The fact of the matter was she couldn't afford it. But when her doctor closed one door it was immediately opened again by a mild-mannered woman in glasses with purple eyes. She had come with a job offer, a minimum wage job plus tips. Which she turned down… at first.
But then 'Orders', as she called herself, went into more detail… and while at first, she was hesitant at being a 'delivery girl' as Orders called it, as Orders spoke she found herself more and more intrigued… which should've been a dead giveaway to what she inevitably realized… and she eventually found herself accepting the job… later on that week she became THRILLED by it.
She wasn't an easy girl, she barely kissed until third dates… Poison Ivy was a well-known seductress; men, women, in some creepy cases children, she was a beautiful woman and she knew it, she flaunted it. If she felt like it, she would walk naked down the middle of Gotham square and enjoy the eyes of all upon her... She could barely look at herself in the mirror naked.
Their differences were like night and day but slowly, very slowly, she began to feel… free… she began to feel different… she started to LOOK different. It didn't stop at green skin, she became curvier, she became fuller. Big buoyant breasts, wide childbearing hips, she began to absently admire herself in the mirror more often. Her leafy green skin became shinier and silkier, her lips became fuller and luxuriously red… and finally, her once auburn hair went solidly, bright, red… in fact ALL of her hair went bright red…
She was a close match to Poison Ivy… there were obvious tells that she wasn't… a little bigger here, a little taller there, but there was no denying that the skin cream did more to her than advertised… It turned her into a woman of immense exotic beauty, a creature of lust and desire incarnate… at least physically, as far as she knew she didn't have any plant powers or a sudden desire to destroy buildings, nor could she seduce men with pheromones and chemicals although they DID enjoy doing nice things for her anyway…
And finally, the cherry on this green cake, was that sex became SIGNIFICANTLY more fun… nymphomania wasn't a word that could describe her; pre-green skin, but after? She was… liberated. Perhaps there was something in her genetic make-up that clashed with the cream, altered her psyche unintentionally, or maybe she finally realized her inner woman; she didn't really care anymore. She was ENJOYING herself… and now she was getting paid a huge sum of money to enjoy herself with barely any work involved! And does it really count as work if you LOVE what you do?
Meanwhile, after the backstory.
"Ivy. I got one for you."
She was almost a little too excited to take the food off of Orders' hands, smiling prettily at her with dark green lipstick lips. "…Try to cut him off after an hour."
"No promises…" she cooed with a breathy, Marilyn Monroe, sort of voice, winking a black mascara eye at her before turning and walking out. She was dressed in green high-heeled boots and long elbow length green gloves. She also wore a leafy pattern costume, it was a strapless romper that ended at the top of her supple legs and pushed up her big round breasts, showing off a LOT of her shoulders, cleavage, and legs. And naturally a lot of her unnatural green skin: it was smooth as silk.
Her freakishly bright red hair went to her mid-back, and her shapely ass wiggled a goodbye to everyone as she stepped easily out of the building. Getting in her car and making sure her black make-up wasn't running before driving off to the Gotham diamond district.
She drove into the guest parking of the building, casually strutting towards the obvious elevator and riding it to the 10th floor. She got off, calmly checked the address and began checking the apartment doors for the right number. Ignoring the odd stares, she was getting from the upper-class couple that passed by her heading towards the elevator... She got used to the looks really quick; and found herself enjoying them when they lingered. She gave them a friendly, sultry stare as they hurried into the elevator…
Then she quickly realized that there were not a lot of green red-headed women in Gotham so they may have thought she was the ACTUAL Poison Ivy… oh well.
She found the right door, stuffed the receipt into the food back and knocked. "Superbabes…" she purred silkily.
Time. 10:14 PM. Place. Gotham City. (Diamond District)
A tall, tanned Adonis opened the door, broad-shouldered and bulging muscles under his tight T-Shirt. Her body reacted delightedly at the hunk of man meat before her. "Oooh… Special Delivery Service." She grinned prettily at him and showed him his food, barely waiting for him to say.
"Come on in." before she was making her way inside.
There was a living room and a couch, a table, a lovely balcony with glass doors. A hallway with a bathroom and two bedrooms. And a kitchen just off to the side. An average apartment for the diamond district but she didn't really care about his net value.
"You are just beautiful." He said with a rather boyish grin as she winked at him over her should, blowing him a kiss before resting his food on the table.
"Aren't you a charmer…" she crooned, in the best 'Jessica Rabbit' voice she could muster. His hands rested on her thighs, sliding up to push her bouncy rear together, she wiggled her hips as it jiggled in his hands before he slid them up her waist, across her stomach, and- "Ooooh… baby." She crooned as his hands cupped her big breasts from behind, squeezing them firmly as she was pulled back against him. She felt his thick, HARD, cock through his pants, firmly pressed against her ass cheeks and pulsating eagerly as she wiggled and ground against him like a slutty stripper. Her hips gyrated in a circle on his cock, and her knees bent slowly up and down as she let her instincts take over.
She writhed against him as he squeezed her breasts, her arms wrapped around the back of his neck as she danced upon him like a stripper pole. Before the cream she would never dance like this. Before the cream she wouldn't do a LOT of things she was going to do… "MMn!" one of his hands found her sweet spot, admittedly it wasn't hard because it was between her legs, his fingers rubbed her increasing damp pussy through her clothes, sinking inside and soaking up her juices as her tongue slid from her mouth, gasping in pleasure as she froze, her dancing halted.
"You're already so wet…" he grinned, lifting her up by the crotch onto her tiptoes as he licked her ear from behind. She giggled licking her dark lips and moaning as she felt his cock throb against her ass, her free arm slid onto his hand, pushing his fingers deeper.
"Ah… HA! MMmn…" she wiggled against him as he played with her, then he pushed her gently away, turning her around and hooking his hands onto her romper, pulling it down as her big naturally grown green breasts wobbled firmly free. Her romper bunched around her waist as he was distracted by them, taking a moment to feel them unimpeded. She wiggled her chest, giggling as he squeezed them one more time and went back to undressing her.
The romper crumpled into a pile around her ankles as she stepped out of it, rubbing her bright red pubic hairs and slipping her fingers back into her wet pussy. "Ah…" she gasped as his fingers soon joined her, guiding her back towards the table, pushing her plump ass against the edge as he licked her neck, her breasts, her navel… then he easily lifted her up and onto the table, she lied back, her feet swinging up into the air as his hands pushed on her thighs, folding her legs up to make her feet parallel with the ceiling. She wrapped her arms around her legs, keeping them open as he 'inspected' her lower body eagerly.
"Ah, ooohmmm.." she moaned, biting her dark lower lip as he ran two fingers up and down her slit, spreading her quivering folds with them as he gazed seemingly deep into her body.
"Time to eat my greens." He grinned as she gasped and felt his tongue slid into her pussy, it drooled eagerly as he scrapped and probed her insides, her mouth opening wide as she whined and moaned, her legs quaking as she struggled to hold them open.
"A-ahh! Oh! MM! YESSS…" her hips wiggled eagerly in pleasure as his hands smacked onto her ass cheeks, holding them in place as he continued to eat. Her buoyant ass bouncing firmly on the table up into her probing mouth as she writhed in pleasure, "Ooh. Ooh baby…" she moaned, gazing down at him and drooling a little from both mouths, her head falling back to bump on the table as she squirmed. "Baby you're going to make me cuuuuuum." She whined erotically as he buried his face firmly against her welcoming pussy, his tongue spiraling around inside her and rubbing against her inner walls as she screamed, "Aaaaaah!!" he pulled away as a sweet-smelling liquid squirted from her, she spasmed on the table, bouncing and shaking on it as it rattled on the floor.
He licked his lips, standing up as she panted for breath with a blissful smile on her face. he took off his shirt and she licked her lips, his well-toned upper body now on display before he dropped his pants.
…Oh that was going to stretch her REAL good… she licked her lips again as his thick 8-inch member throbbed towards her soaked pussy. He climbed onto the table, and promptly dropped onto her, his legs spread over her body and pinning her legs in place as he took his cock in hand and pressed its bulging tip to her lower lips.
"MMm…" she wiggled her hips, swirling his cock as her labia clamped onto his tip. Then she gasped as his full weight dropped onto her chest, her breasts pressing against his as his powerful arms scooped up her back, his hands clasping to her bright red hair as he forced her to look at him. Grinning smugly as her mouth opened and panted eagerly, her pinned lower body shivering slightly as it tried to wiggle from between his sturdy legs… but there was no escape.
…Fuck this was going to be GREAT.
"Get ready girl…" he cooed softly, hissing as she gasped, feeling his cock lowered slowly into her body, his tip spreading her wide as it went deeper. "Ooh that's a tight pussy…" said pussy quivered excitedly as it embraced his first inch fully. "Here. We. Go." He growled.
SMACK!
"OH!!!" she shuddered as his cock rammed deep into her, his hips smacking loudly as her lower body bounced on the table. Then he was pulling out and-
SMACK!
"GAh!!" she screamed in pleasure as he quickly returned, using her body as a springboard and shooting back up to just the tip before-
SMACK!
"Oh! MY! GOD!!" she shrieked in pure bliss as-
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Again and again and again.
His cock pierced deep into her, her body quaking the table shaking as he thoroughly pounded his thick meat into her leafy greens… Ha.
"Gonna! SEED! THIS! SOIL!" he laughed, pounding relentlessly as her hands lashed out, her eyes rolling in her head as she slapped the table. But his hands were firm on her skull, forcing her to look at his smiling, ecstatic face as his hips continued its consistent and constant assault on her pussy.
SLAM!!
"OOOho!!" she moaned as he hilted in her deep… but didn't cum. He felt her spasm on his cock as he rolled his hips on her, his cock writhing inside her like a blind snake, trying to find its prey. "Oh my- OOOOOH!!" she shuddered, clawing the table with her fingers as she hissed an orgasm.
"Isn't the mating press just the BEST?" he grinned into her ear as she gasped.
"Ah… ahhh!" she gasped, her hands lashing onto his back and scraping across his skin. "GOD it won't STOP!!" her pussy spasmed again around him, her muscles clenching as the orgasm surged through her. "FUCK! I LOVE IT!! FUCK!!"
SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! The table rattled beneath them, his food shaking and bouncing around as his hips slammed deep into her body, "Oh! My! GOD! YES!!"
Her pussy was silky, tight, wet, and warm. And her orgasms only increased the feeling.
He was going to cum
"I'm cumming baby! I'm cumming!"
"Cum! Cum for meeee!" she whined, her toes curling in her boots as her gloved hands continued to claw his back. Her eyes focusing after seeming spinning in her skull. "Ah. AH! Ooo!!" her body rolled beneath him and that was that.
"UGH!" he exploded. A thick, gooey, pent-up burst of semen rushed into her body, her womb filling up quickly as the rest flooded back out towards his cock, her pussy leaked around his thick member. Oozing erotically down her crack and over her rear hole, finally pooling on the table as her ass cheeks trembled in pleasure.
"Oh my god so MUCH…" she cooed breathlessly. Gazing down as he slowly extracted his twitching cock, still filling her insides. "Baby how long has it been since you let it out?" she asked sweetly, caressing his face like a concerned doctor. "You're so pent up."
He grinned cheekily, "Oh I've been saving up just for this occasion. He slipped from her pussy, a dollop of cum oozed out and drooled down her body to join the rest as he got off the table.
"…You made a mess…" she cooed, scraping up his escaping seed and bringing it down her mouth. But he caught her hand, she frowned at him as he took a napkin and whipped her fingers. "Baby…" she scolded firmly, apparently irritated that he didn't let her lick it.
"Don't worry beautiful I have plenty more." He grinned, taking her hand and pulling her off the table. She dripped onto his hardwood floor, but he didn't care or notice. He was far too distracted by the naked, green, red-headed beauty he was now pushing towards the glass door of his balcony.
"Ah." She gasped as her upper body was pressed to the glass to the balcony overlooking Gotham. It was cold, and her nipples hardened so much she was afraid she was going to cut it. "MMN?!" she moaned, glancing over her shoulder and pressing her cheek to the glass as his powerful arm slipped beneath her, and lifted her from the floor. Her lower body dangling over his arm, her feet swaying an inch above the floor as his other hand took his cock and pressed it to her sticky pussy. "Oh YES." She grinned maniacally as he immediately hilted into her body. "OOH. YEEES!!" she screamed as-
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The door rattled and shook as her body was slammed against it like a fleshy battering ram, her breasts bouncing and pressing as he grunted and groaned, his cock pillaging deep into her stuffed pussy as arousal and loose semen spilled onto the floor. "AH! Ah! AHHaha!!" her tongue lolled and licked the door, her feet swayed violently in the air helplessly as her hands clawed on the glass.
This was pure, raw, uncut FUCKING and she LOVED it. She climaxed, screaming her pleasure as his relentless hips continued their assault on her body. Her defenses fell easily and wave after wave of orgasm surged through her, she squirted on his body, splattering into the pool of fluids their pounding was already making on the floor, the rattling door echoing around them as her body was pounded against it, her bouncy ass ripple erotically and constantly as the rhythmic motion of his hips kept her moving.
He USED her and she loved it.
"Ugh! Ugh! UGH!!" he grunted, his cock shaking in her tight spasming pussy as he finally let her feet hit the floor. Her knees were weak and useless, bending immediately from the sudden and unfamiliar weight of the rest of her body. He grabbed her hips, and lifted her back up, before reaching over and hooking his hands on her shoulders and pounding harder and faster.
"AH! AH! AH! FUCK! AHHH! FUUUUCK!!" she screamed, as she came yet again. Her sensitive mutated body thriving on the lust. She was pulled upright then SLAMMED fully against the glass. She felt no pain, only pleasure. "AHhhhh." She gasped as he pressed her fully to the glass, smacking his hips against her ass as his cock rushed up into her again and again and-
"UUugh! OOOHFFFUCK!!"
The familiar and welcoming feeling of his seed filling her body instantly made her climax once more. Her mouth opened in a silent scream as her lips stretched into a pleasurable smile. It's a good thing all the Delivery girls were supplied Wayne Enterprises birth control, or she would be knocked up for sure.
Wayne Plan D. Because like The Batman, Wayne Enterprise plans for everything… it was a really weird commercial…
She was so lost in her odd thoughts that she didn't feel him fall backward on the couch with her on top of him. "OOoh baby… that was… wow…" he grinned, holding her from behind as she finally recovered her brain and chuckled.
"You're welcome baby… ooh." She cooed as his hands began groping her big green tits. She however, glanced at the clock, and promptly gripped his hands.
"Oh… baby… You're running out of time." She said as he groaned.
"Oh come on, stay a little longer…"
She purred erotically, writhing on his body as his cock throbbed inside her. "Sorry baby. Company policy."
"What if I just roll over and fuck you so hard that you won't remember how long you've been here?" he asked, already kissing her neck and tempting her.
"Then the cops would be called and that's an embarrassment for everyone…" she noted as his cock went a little limp.
"Wait she was serious?"
"Uh… hello sweetie? Have you SEEN us?" she noted, rolling off of him onto the floor as his sticky fluid covered length wobbled free. "Got to take every precaution.
She turned on her legs and gazed at the thick member before smiling and cupping her breasts. "…But we can be a little late." She said, wrapping them around his cock as he groaned eagerly. "Let's do this quickly… I still want a taste." She purred, gazing devotedly at his cock as she swirled her tongue around his tip. Her breasts rubbing and squeezing up and down his length as she groaned, shivering on the couch as her lips wrapped around his tip and she suckled him.
"Cum baby… don't hold back." She cooed, "Cum quickly for me…" she whimpered, slurping and sucking his tip as her titjob worked magic. "Cover my green TITS with your spunk." THAT did it. "MMMn!" a flood of seed filled her mouth, her eyes rolled in bliss at the salty taste as she gulped greedily, before pulling off with a pop and a gasp. She smiled at him and pushed a tiny remained out from between her lips to let it drool onto her breasts before she promptly rubbed it into her skin. Groping her firm breasts over and over as she finally released them and let them bounce back into position. "MMMn… tasty…" she cooed, getting to her feet as he grinned from the couch.
"Alright sexy." She purred, pulling her romper up her body and over her breasts. "…Come on."
He continued to grin blissfully from the couch before scraping his hand towards her, "Bring me my pants please."
She smirked and brought him his pants before reaching in and retrieving his wallet, he took a fistful of dollars and handed it to her. "Here. Keep the change." He groaned exhaustedly as she counted, slipped the money between her tits, and leaned down. Kissing his cheek, and then leaning over to kiss his cock.
"By baby. Order again." she noted, happily, as he watched that perfect green ass sway away. "I work Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays." She winked at him, "…Order closer to 1:00 am." She said smugly.
She got off at 1:00, so if she was finished for the night she wouldn't have to go back afterward, she'll have plenty of time to play…
Time. 11:36 PM. Place. Gotham City. (Superbabes)
Poison Ivy approached Orders and reached into her cleavage to pull out the Money. Orders squirmed slightly at the obvious smell and… stickiness. "Ugh… Jessica go… wash that first. You know I hate it when you do that."
Jessica smiled, "I don't have pockets Orders." She noted, squeezing her girls. "Where else am I supposed to put it?"
Orders rolled her eyes and pointed to the bathroom. "Just… Please?" she mumbled, rubbing her forehead. "My head hurts."
Jessica shrugged and walked towards the bathroom, carefully washing the money and air-drying them. Before returning, Orders gave her her cut. And handed her an envelope. "A suit came to give you this. Looked important." She glanced at it, tearing it open and leaning against Orders' counter as she read it. "…Do you have to do that here?"
"Don't you want to know what it says?" she asked teasingly.
"I already know what it says." Orders replied cryptically.
"…They say they can squeeze me in for experimental trials." Jessica said, reading the note. "Bruce Wayne apparently is funding it."
"After what Poison Ivy did to his best friend Harvey Dent, I imagine he'd be pretty determined to ruin anything she made, even unintentionally." Orders replied, "…Granted that was a while back and now Dent is an Arkham VIP. But semantics." Orders added.
Jessica slid the note back to Orders. She glanced at it curiously before looking at Jessica as she stretched her erotic body confidently. "Don't you want that?"
"It's an open invitation, I can go whenever I feel like it." Jessica replied smiling and waving to Katie and Jenny as they arrived back from deliveries… walking a little funny. "…And I kind of like being the new me." She winked playfully at Orders before going to say 'Hi' to Katie by rubbing her big furry butt cheeks.
Orders shrugged and promptly stored the note for safekeeping. Privately thankful that she didn't have to find a new Poison Ivy. And happy for Jessica at her newfound confidence… but mostly the Ivy thing, she did not want to go through the 'body paint' incident again.
End
While I am proud of this chapter I can't help but think I copped out, I don't know, thought it was a good idea at the time. Anyway. Next up is the Clown Princess of Crime... NOT the real one, she's not working at this Superbabes anymore. Plus if you watch the Batman and Harley Quinn movie she quite clearly states she is NOT a Who-ore...