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It was a cold and wet Gotham night. Although the rain couldn't decide whether it actually wanted to rain or not. Puddles littered the sidewalk and parking lot, draining off into the surprisingly spacious Gotham sewers. If there was anyone living down there from Heroic to Villainous, they weren't having all too good an evening. I'm sure they'll be fine most of them are amphibious.
Anyway, Superbabes was opened as usual but for right now it was temporarily closed for cleaning/late dinner, early breakfast… it's not a 24-hour restaurant it has to take breaks SOMETIMES. At any rate, the girls were eating or cleaning, having causal normal conversations… most of them at least.
"I do not understand." Platinum declared, sweeping up the main floor with (B) Vixen who could only sigh. "You and Mother are not being very specific."
"Okay." Vixen smiled patiently as batwoman, wiping down tables with a mostly uninterested Raven, chuckled at Platinum's statement and usage of 'Mother' when referring to Superbabes boss, Orders. Never gets old. "I will try and be clearer." She leaned the broom on a nearby table. "How I twerk and how you twerk are completely different. Look, watch." She then turned around and bent her knees so she was squatting, her big black ass wrapped in a bronze-colored suit, clenched up as she began throwing it back wildly. "We got rap video twerking which is just all about ass.
Her big ass cheeks clapping loudly together even in the tight suit. That's how you know it's a great ass. Swaying her hips as well to some unheard song only she heard until she actually put words to it. "Make it clap, make it shake. Get on mah stick and a baby make!" she sang, as Batwoman groaned.
"Ugh I HATE that song it's going to be stuck in my head for hours now!" she mumbled as Vixen smiled and stopped shaking dat ass. Standing up straight again as her ass cheeks stopped wobbling and quaking.
"Sorry it was the last song I heard before I left my apartment building, I blame the horny idiots who play it when I walk out the door." She teased smugly. Batwoman, with an annoyed look on her masked face, began humming the rest of the rap song, because of course she knew it she was in the remix video for it… or at least her ass was. Back to Vixen's ass. "Now where was I? Right." She slowly shimmied her hips side to side, making her jello booty-cheeks wobbling gently together with perfect control. "Now. The crazy ass clapping is attention getting and it draws the looks. But a nice, slow wobble is what guys LOVE… it's like slow motion."
She raised her hands up, elbows as her side as she winked over her shoulder at the crowd gathering outside as her black ass let out the siren song of booty lovers all over Gotham, and kept twerking as she talked. Multitasking while shaking her ass was as easy as breathing to her. "What you do Sparkles is literally vibrate your ass…" she rested her hands on her hips as she subtly kept clapping her cheeks together.
"…I don't understand. Vibrating my buttocks achieves the same affects." Platinum declared thoughtfully.
"You don't put effort into it, vibrating your ass isn't the same as 'working it'." Raven said suddenly, "Stop shaking your ass." She said to Vixen, "We got to get everything ready before Orders gets here or she'll give us shit." She added before gesturing to the crowd… and the forming line, all staring at Vixen and her majestic asscheeks.
She winked to the crowd, and gave them a playful shimmy before grabbing the broom again and holding it behind her back as she faced Raven… letting her wobbling butt squeeze around it like so many cocks and stripper poles. "Alright alright… I'm just trying to teach her the difference."
"Teach when we're not working." Raven declared her own wobbling big goth girl titties gaining their own attention as she continued to wipe down the tables. Her arms bounced against her heavy hanging breasts as she wiped it down and before she moved to another table, her cape waving behind her and showing off her own well-appreciated body.
"Right. Do you at least get the idea Sparkles?"
"No." Platinum declared abruptly as Vixen sighed and went back to sweeping.
"You try." She said, patting Batwoman on her own thick pawg backside as she passed behind her. "You're a better dance instructor than me."
"You taught me to twerk better!" Batwoman decried irately, before sighing in defeat. "Fine. I'll teach you on break." She said looking at Platinum.
"We should in fact hasten before Mother arrives after her date with Sergeant Smulders." Platinum noted before cleaning the floor 23.1% faster than the other girls. The girls quickly cleaned everything, set everything up, and restarted business just as a particularly nicely dressed Orders entered the backdoor of the lounge going straight to her counter as Batwoman and Platinum entered from the restaurant and most of the other girls from the lounge switched with them to tend to the crowd that Vixen's ass had attracted.
"Okay so why don't you show me what Vixen's talking about?" Batwoman asked as Orders got herself settled, picking a crosswords book, turning on deliveries for the night, and organizing the tips under her counter.
"Very well. I shall begin to twerk…" declared Platinum, standing still as she glanced over her shoulder down at her bubble backside, as it wobbled. She frowned. "…Malfunction. Please hold."
"What?"
Vrr!... Vrr-put-put… Platinum's ass literally made a sound like somebody was pulling an engine cord and it was stalling, her cheeks vibrated slightly as she raised her hand and clapped it onto her right cheek. Vrrrrrrr!! Her ass wiggled widely, but it was mostly a comical sight as the rest of her was perfectly still. Orders covered her mouth, gazed down at her book, and tried very. VERY hard not to laugh out loud…
She had a mother-fucking reputation to maintain.
"STOP. Stop doing that!!" she ordered, as Platinum's ass cheeks slowed. Orders, her hands over her face took a deep breath. "…Please. For the love of god, never do that again."
"Apologies mother I believe I experienced a glitch. I will reboot in the morning." noted Platinum as Batwoman also seemed to be hiding her face but was unable to stifle all of her giggles. Most of them, sure, but not all of them.
Harley Quinn on the other hand who had just arrived and watched the spectacle had no qualms about holding back her own laughter. "That ass looks like it was an SFM work in progress!" she laughed, heading into the locker rooms to change.
"pFft! AHEM… Oh, boy… Ahem." She repeated, coughing into a fist, suppressing an absurd grin, and standing side by side with Platinum, facing away from Orders' desk. "Okay. Just… watch me alright?" she said, unhooking her cape for a clear view of her own dancer booty, as she began shimmying slowly, shaking her ass like Vixen. "Look at my hips. Look at my feet… are you watching?"
"I am observing." Platinum concord as Batwoman nodded.
"Alright. Now just. Copy me…" Batwoman said as Platinum slowly took a similar positioning to Batwoman as both began to twerk almost in sync. Then began to dance in nearly perfect unison. Platinum was just a second off as she registered Batwoman's movements in her data… Mimicking them on her own as Batwoman stopped to watch the results of her instructions.
"Stop shaking your ass." Orders ordered abruptly as Platinum's perfectly designed ass came to a stop. She stood up straight, "Contrary to popular belief I don't need a close-up view of them."
"Yes Mother." Platinum noted as Orders waved them along, Harley Quinn walking out in costume and snickering as she got a view of Platinum's short-shorts covered backside.
"Seriously. I watched my friend KingWombat do some instructional videos on animating and it looked JUST like that… her jiggle physics were all off.
"Enough…" Orders groaned. "Leave it alone… at least she has something to shake."
"Bwah?!" Gasped Harley Quinn with mock indignation. "I bring personality to my roles not just my body. Gosh you're such an overprotective Mom, Orders."
"UUuugh!" Orders groaned irately as Harley Quinn grinned onto the floor. Orders scowled. "I am going to slap that little shit Hiro SO hard when I see him!" she grumbled, rubbing her forehead as her eyes flickered. "Fuck…" she let the pain ride through her skull, before reaching for the phone.
Time: 7:22 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
Ring-Click
"Superbabes, we… Deliver."
"Shhsh! Shut up man… Hello. Haha… Hey Hi. We want a delivery of 10 pizzas?"
"…Uh huh. 10 Platinum Pizzas."
"Yeah. Delivered to this fancy guys place in Upper-east Gotham he's having a party.
"Oh most certainly."
"Tell her to send that robot looking one that'll be funny!-Dude shut up!... Could you also send-"
"Delivered By Platinum. Very well. You will be charged upon completion of delivery. Name and address please…"
Meanwhile… something about that was weird.
Orders hung up the phone, she sniffed. "Just send one out." She said firmly towards the kitchen, before adding. "Platinum!"
Platinum, the waistband of her shorts decorated with singles that would make a stripper jealous, returned to the lounge. "Yes Mother?"
"…I have a delivery that's not really a delivery." She noted, Platinum just stared at Orders. "But legally I can't collect money unless I deliver. SO…" a pizza slid across the counter. "Take this to the address… he's a regular, lonely, and could use the company."
"Yes Mother… shall I charge him?"
"For a prank? Don't be silly…" Orders ripped off a 'receipt' before she reached for her phone, "…I'll get my regular collectors on the job." She eyed Platinum as she lifted the pizza from the counter. "…I mean… I'm owed money for 10 pizzas I'm going to collect from the people who owe me." She said, pressing a button. "…Rebecca? I have a job for you two. Yes of course I knew you were with Ashley." She said ominously as Platinum checked the receipt.
She slipped into the company car and was driving off into Gotham just as the rain decided that it wanted to pick up again, hosing over the car as she sped off towards upper-east. She eventually pulled up to the curb of a modern-looking home… that was noticeably not having a party of any sort. It was quiet. Or as quiet as Gotham got, usually there were sirens or gunfire to tell you where you were.
But at least the rain had stopped for now.
Platinum got out of the car and stared at the house, she didn't have to double-check the receipt for the information, benefits of having a literal photographic memory. Ignoring the chill of the Gotham air on her synthetic skin, she approached the Mifune Residence. She walked right up to the door, raising her fist and knocked hard upon it.
"Superbabes."
Time: 7:47 PM. Place: Upper East Gotham (Toshiro's house)
"Special Delivery Service." She waited, and waited… the rain started again before eventually the door opened.
Toshiro Mifune. Rich Heir to Mifune Appliances, flinched upon seeing the metallic woman, but then blinked at the Superbabes branded Pizza box, adorned with a sexy Giganta. "…I didn't order Superbabes" he noted, gazing at Platinum's platinum breasts. Before looking back up at her face.
"You did not. I believe it was a 'prank'… there were supposed to be significantly more pizza boxes."
Toshiro's confused look suddenly seemed far less so, he sighed and rolled his eyes. "Come in." he mumbled as Platinum strutted into his house. "How many more?"
"I am unsure." She replied casually, "But as you are a 'regular'. I was told to bring you a pizza so that we may collect payment." Toshiro stared at her looking hesitant. "You will not be paying for this pizza."
"O…kay." He said confused. "…So you're delivering pizza to me so that you can collect money even though I'm not paying?"
"Indeed." She replied, putting the pizza down on the table.
"…I'm confused." Toshiro replied.
Platinum stared at him for a minute. "I am unsure myself. But I assume that those who ordered ten orders of Platinum pizza will be paying for those pizzas. I believe the reasoning behind my instructions is that something most be delivered before we could receive payment. So you get a free delivery for their attempts at pranking you." She clarified.
"Oh… neat I guess. So… do you know specifically who tried to prank me?"
"No." Platinum replied bluntly. "But mother knows. She knows everything…"
"…O… kay…" he said slowly, eyeing the Platinum woman unsurely. "…Are you just going to stand there?" he asked hesitantly as Platinum stared at him.
"Would you like to have intercourse now?" she asked as he stared at her surprised.
"Wait. A FULL delivery? Not just free pizza?"
"Mother had informed me that you are a regular, you are lonely and could use the company." She declared as Toshiro frowned. "I also need to practice my buttocks shaking so I see that as productive."
"Buttocks shaking?" he blinked, before frowning, "Wait I'm not lone-" as Platinum expertly removed her bikini top and he stared. "Wow you're that color all over." He mumbled.
"Indeed… perhaps you would like to sit down while I 'shake my ass?'" she asked. If Platinum was more aware of social graces, she would know that he would in fact like to sit down while she shook her ass. Toshiro stared at her but he eventually managed to find the couch, sitting down as she stood between him and the TV. Facing it as she saw her reflecting in the dark screen.
Quickly referencing both Vixen's buttocks shaking and Batwoman's… she absently began swinging her hips slowly, side to side as her short-shorts shimmied with her round backside. Bouncing left and right as she popped them in a slow circle, her big platinum tits bounce with her subtle movements. Toshiro's gaze was transfixed on Platinum's bouncing ass. Mimicking Batwoman and Vixen's moves, arms up, elbows in and jiggling that ass away as Toshiro fidgeted. Platinum continued to shake it as she leaned forward and hooked her hands on the top of the TV, bouncing her ass cheeks together as her bubble butt bounced.
Toshiro was at maximum erection, but his overall confusion as to what was happening was having something of an adverse effect. On the one hand, there was a sexy Superbabe in his house, on the other he didn't exactly order her… and just for a little extra confusion she was (apparently) covered in metallic paint and shaking a thick PAMG(Phat-ass-metal-girl) for him.
He might be the heir to an appliance fortune, but he didn't really want to FUCK an appliance… but he was Japanese so sexy robots is in his fetish range. Platinum rested her left hand on her mid-back, glancing over her shoulder at him as she continued to twerk. "Is this a satisfactory amount of ass shaking?" she asked as Toshiro tried to keep his cock in his pants.
…Why we'll never know but like I said he was confused.
"Yep." He mumbled, fidgeting as his big Asian cock tried to get all up in its natural habit: Robot(Gynoid) girl pussy. "That's a good amount of it." he mumbled, gazing into her shapely cheeks. "…You're really committed to this robot thing." Platinum stopped shaking her ass, slipping her fingers into her shorts and pushing them down. To her ankles… Exposing her naked body to him as he gazed. "…Wow it really IS all over." He mumbled.
"Would you like me to fellatiate you?" she asked abruptly as Toshiro stopped staring at her ass long enough for her to turn around and let him stare at her tits instead.
"What?" he blinked surprised. It was oddly not something he's regularly asked by Superbabes he actually does order."
"Hmmn. I shall rephrase." She declared, "Do you want me to suck your cock?" she added, her pretty face fairly stoic in the statement only somehow made it hotter.
Toshiro's brain reconnected to the rest of his body. "…Yes. Yes, I would." He said honestly as she approached him. She stood naked before him as he stopped trying to hide his hard on and reached out to squeeze her very fake breasts to a satisfying response. His fingers sank into them as she dropped down onto her knees, grabbing at his shorts and sliding them down his legs as she freed his big dick.
…Cock-size, Raven approved or otherwise, were all equal in Platinum's eyes. She opened her mouth, wrapped her hand around the base of his cock, and wrapped her platinum-colored lips around the tip, sliding her surprisingly silky hand up and down his shaft as he moaned, squeezing her breasts reflexively harder as she 'moaned' for his aural pleasure.
She slowly moved her head up and down the first couple of inches of his shaft, letting her lubricant slid down his girth into her hand as she stroked him with her fist. Rubbing her lubricating saliva into his pulsating member as he leaned back on the couch, his fingers slipping from her big fake breasts to flop on the couch before one hand had lashed back out to her sleek platinum-haired head, and the other clawed the couch as his hips began to buck up towards her mouth but her other hand rested on his lap. Holding him down as she began to go deeper and deeper down on his Raven-approved cock. Her fist pumped against her lips until it was practically glued to them. Pushing her face into her crotch as Toshiro moaned happily in the couch.
"Haa-haaa! Aah! Ahaah…" Her tongue salivating on his shaft, applying more of her warm oral lubricant to his skin as he deposited pre-cum into the back of her throat. Her mouth was warmed to a perfect cock-sucking temperature, her throat was the same as he slipped into it. She pulled her hand away, before putting her full effort into cock-sucking. Burying her face into his crotch, gazing up at him as she took his whole dick into her throat.
Holding her head in place, subtly, and practically vibrating her lips throat and tongue on his shaft as he moaned. "Oh god!" he hissed excitedly, his cock trembling against her vibrating insides as she 'hummed' to 'disguise' her vibration functions. "It's like you're vibrating around my cock!" he whimpered, grabbing her head. "Oh damn! Oh crap! Oh FUCK!!" he gasped, shaking as a veritable torrent of jizz shot directly into her energy converter. She hummed as his balls quivered against the soft artificial skin on her chin. Pumping more and more of his seed inside her as her throat compressed around his shaft, milking out more as her tongue salivated on him in her mouth, encouraging out the rest…
She milked him orally… She was the Perfect Sex Doll after all. She held his cock in her throat for an absurdly long time, Toshiro might have been concerned if he wasn't gasping for breath and trying to recover from an orgasm where he had almost literally cum his brains out. Platinum slid off his shaft, throbbing eagerly but not producing any more semen as it slipped from her soft, pillowy lips. "Mmn…" she pressed them to his shaft, letting her tongue slither out. It wiggled and 'hummed' against his length as it wiggled happily in response.
"Haa-aaah…" he gasped, one arm over his eyes and resting the other on her long hair. She gripped his cock with both hands, fondling and squeezing his shaft for a moment before letting one lower to work the balls, her tongue swirling around and around his glans… all with a completely emotionless face. It might have been more comical to an outside viewer… but anyone receiving her cock-worshipping skills wouldn't have carried.
"You must have needed that." she declared frankly, "You had a veritable torrent of semen to deposit inside me." She added in a silky voice between licking and salivating on his now furiously twitching cock, eager for more of the slutty gynoid. Despite her nearly emotionless look.
Toshiro moaned as his cock stood rigidly under her care, he shifted on the couch, sitting up as she continued to worship. "You know… I wasn't sure about the whole robot thing at first but it's growing on me." He mumbled, as she pulled her lips off his tip with a loud pop."
"I am a gynoid." She declared, correcting his description of her.
"…Sure…" he said, not really caring for the role she was going for. "I want to do more now." He groaned as she kept stroking him, "I need to get inside you."
"Where would you like me?" she replied simply, sitting up on her knees as he stood from the couch.
"Let's go through the bedroom." He said, pointing down the hall as she stood up and walked toward it. She found A bedroom it might not be his, it was devoid of decorations, but it had a bed and therefore would suit her purpose. He put his hand on her back and push, however because she didn't expect it she was unmoving.
"Yes?" she asked as she turned her head to look at him, his erection poking between her bubble buttocks.
"Uh… oh… nothing?" he mumbled. He tried pushing her on the bed, but she was a lot sturdier than she looked. She bent over the bed, pushing her ass out behind her, arching her back as she swayed her body side to side, feeling his cock slip in and out of her butt cheeks.
"Please insert your phallus into my orifices and fornicate rigorously." She declared, letting her ass cheeks vibrate just a little around the tip of his cock as he grabbed her waist. He slid his length between her ass cheeks, as she began to bend her needs up and down to match with his thrusts, stroking him with her silky-skinned ass.
You have no idea how long it took Hiro to develop dat ass. Long hours to design an anti-friction-like material, internal liquid insulation for maximum feel and performance. Long, one might say unnecessary, hours of research into jiggle physics and the female anatomy!... okay he might have enjoyed THAT part a little too much…
Needless to say, you wouldn't chafe yourself with Platinum's booty after hours of hotdogging. Which Toshiro didn't want in the first place-he grabbed her tightly, pushing his cock into her soft, tight little exhaust port and buried himself to the root.
"NNGH!" Toshiro groaned as Platinum took a glitch through the body. Trembling and tightening around Toshiro as he continued to pound into her exhaust, slamming against her bubble butt. "Haa-Aah-aah-aaah!!" grunting as he pulled her back against him, her ass rippled as she bounced it off his hips, thrusting herself back and forth on him as his cock thrashed inside her exhaust, squeezing down around him as all her internal functions worked that cock as it reached the depths of her exhaust storage…
She didn't really NEED it after all. It was really only for dick, so it was yet another pleasurable function she provided.
WHAP! His hand cracked onto her jiggling bubble ass as he registered an appropriate time to moan. "Haaah…" she gasped erotically, her body shaking as he rammed his cock deep into her ass and began pushing her buttons… Literally, she had pleasure buttons up in there. Little sensitive nodes that rubbed on phalluses or dildos sending 'endorphins' to her brain, and it felt pretty fucking good for everybody involved.
"Ugh-!" he cracked his hand on her ass again, spanking her repeatedly as she moaned her encouragements.
"Aha-haa-… UGH!" her eyes rolling as the buttons made her 'glitch' again, shaking as his hands swatted on her ass cheeks before thrusting deep into her body and rubbing his cock inside her quivering exhaust tunnel, her silky folds wrapping and rubbing her buttons on his girth before he abruptly flooded her with more seed.
"Haaah!!" he gasped, bucking his hips and grunting as he fell on top of her, and she slid across the bed, glitching beneath him as her feminine entrance oozed lubricant in preparation for rigorous vaginal penetration, Toshiro still bucking on top of her ass his warm seed cooled inside her. "Mmmn…" he sighed contentedly into her back.
"That was satisfactory…" she concurred as he squeezed her breasts, sending a response to her exhaust tunnel walls, quivering encouragingly around his cock.
"Okay seriously." He moaned, "That robot thing is growing on me."
"I'm a gynoid." She corrected accurately. Her mother tells her that accuracy is important. "Mmn." She 'moaned' as Toshiro extracted his cock from her ass. It immediately sealed up behind his exit as he rolled over-
"WHOA!" and fell off the bed, hitting the floor rather embarrassingly. "…Dang it." he mumbled, his cock rigidly standing up. But he was more embarrassed by his ungraceful dismount of the attractive gynoid rather than the fact that he was erect already… that wasn't something to be ashamed about when you had a raven-approved cock.
Not that Platinum cared… of course… obviously.
She slid across the bed like a shiny snake, glancing down over him as he stared up at the ceiling unmoving. "…Have you shut down?" she noted as he groaned.
"No… I'm just trying not to acknowledge my very uncool nature."
"You are a perfectly healthy temperature." Platinum replied. She now sat on the edge of the bed, her feet resting on his chest. "Or are you perhaps referring to a social status?"
"…That second one." he mumbled, as distractingly her left foot, the one closest to his cock, slid down his stomach, and up his shaft. "What are you doing?"
"I am unsure myself I have not done it before. But it is in my files."
"What? Nnmn…" he groaned as her feet wrapped around him, her soles sliding up and down his cock as he just lied on the floor looking up at her. "Are you… giving me a footjob?"
"I am merely experimenting with my own functions." Platinum replied, "…Should I stop?" Toshiro didn't exactly know how to answer that question as her feet felt pretty darn good right now. He sighed, closing his eyes and enjoying the feeling.
"As pranks go this one isn't too bad." He groaned, wriggling beneath her.
"I assumed pranks were gentle ribbings." She noted conversationally as she continued to apply her experimental footjob. "Many of the girls at my place of work enjoy jokes at each other's expense. Especially Jenny."
"Yeah… well… do those pranks require someone to pay for a bunch of pizzas they didn't order?"
"…So the application of Monetary value makes a prank an unacceptable act. Duly noted." She added, gazing down at a cringing Toshiro, his hands clawing the floor as his cock throbbed. She pulled her feet away and stood over him, his length twitching and drooling pre-cum as she stood over his lap. "…I do not feel satisfied in getting you to ejaculate using my feet." She noted, staring down at him. "May I straddle you until fulfilled?"
"…Wha?" he groaned clenching his teeth as she turned around, her ass cheeks vibrating slightly as he stared. It was getting closer as she squatted down onto his lap, rocking her body until she caught his tip with her vagina and slammed him deep into her body. "Haah…"
She leaned forward, pushing her ass back as she planted her hands on the floor. She needed practice being on top anyway… Toshiro looked like he had a sturdy pelvis. She raised her ass up, and slammed it down, over and over as his hands clapped onto her ass cheeks. He bucked up into her body, her insides clinging and vibrating around his cock as she lubricated him thoroughly.
Her mouth opened, as she glitched again, moaning for the room as his raven-approved phallus jammed at her pleasure buttons again only this time in her vaginal tunnel. Dropping her hips on his lap she gyrated and danced upon it, his hand clapping onto her ass cheeks before she began bouncing again. "Haa-haa-haaah…" she groaned… and glitched again. She gnashed her teeth together as electricity surged through her mechanical muscles.
"Oh-my-god!" gasped Toshiro as her insides worked overtime around him, "This… what is THIS?!" he declared in disbelief as her insides HUMMED around him. "Haa! Ah! Ah!"
Her knees went into overdrive, raising and dropping her ass onto him as he squeezed at her vibrating cheeks. She felt her lubricant oozing down his phallus as his pre-ejaculate spurted into her 'womb' really a transference chamber to her core, 'feeding' her another dosage of energy, just like eating food or swallowing seed. Nothing went to waste inside her body or out.
"Haa-haa-haaa!" he wet, warm insides sealed around him, milking his cock for all it was worth with her internal 'buttons', really more like internal clitorises, vibrating around his cock like the most expensive flesh light in the history of the world. She dropped onto his lap and GLITCHED.
Her body shaking, twitching and spasming as she rode the mechanical high. She inhaled oxygen through her nose and exhaled it just as quickly as she tried to cool herself. Her lower body kept glitching, swirling on Toshiro's lap as her ass cheeks wobbled. He absently raised a hand and clapped it hard on her ass cheek as she hummed softly.
"…Satisfactory." She declared to herself as the last bit of her Glitch diminished. She stood slowly up, shaking her hips as she stood over him. She ran her hands through her platinum hair. "Excuse me." She declared before walking out of the bedroom… and right outside into the rain. She inhaled the ozone, spat out the water before vibrating again and shaking off the excess before returning inside… feeling much better. Her internal temperature needed a quick cooldown. She steamed herself, quickly, before returning to the bedroom.
She lifted Toshiro easily from the floor, setting him on the bed as she stood before him, "Did you enjoy yourself?" she asked curiously as she began stroking his phallus. Gliding her hand up and down his thoroughly lubricated shaft but he wasn't having much of a response…
"Mmn-hmmn." He managed as she dropped to her knees, and opened her mouth. Taking him between her lips once again as she hummed softly up and down his shaft. He rested a hand on her head, feeling her vibrating lips caress his phallus, her tongue slipping in and out between her bottom lip and his cock, planting her face to the base and licking at his sack… before sliding up to his tip and doing it again. Her hand resting on his testicules, and- "Haa-a!? AH! Aaaahh…"
A subtle vibration later, and she was gulping down a final diminished load. "Mmmn…" she hummed gazing up at him before pulling her lips away from his limp dick, it slid from her mouth and hung between his legs as he flopped happily on the bed.
"…How did you do that?" he mumbled, "…It was like your hand was vibrating…" he shook his hand in the air, "Like… each individual digit?"
"I'm a gynoid." She replied.
"…Okay I'm sold I love your bit." He declared as Platinum stood up.
"I will cleanse myself in your shower. I need to decontaminate to the best of my abilities." She said, which really amounted to her washing herself in hot water and steaming off the rest. When she hits that temperature, she kills most diseases.
"I do like the bit." He mumbled contentedly as Platinum adjourned to the shower. Noting the oddity that even when she told them the truth it seemed they didn't believe her. She stepped into the downstairs bathroom and shower, turning on the water and thoroughly enjoying the rinse she applied to herself. Soaking her artificial hair and skin before quickly turning the water off and-
HISS.
It evaporated from her body, she ran her fingers through her now dried hair. Frowned, then checked the Mirror before doing it again… then paused. She found herself curious as to why she was making herself look nice… before succeeding in the effort. Her A.I. was evolving, and a desire to be presentable was making itself known.
Toshiro managed to haul his sore but content body off the bed, yawning and stretching he walked out of his bedroom to find Platinum exiting the bathroom. But she had been barely gone for a few minutes. "What?... did you really bathe? You're still covered in paint…" he frowned, "What kind of paint is that? It's like the stuff I paint my Warmechs."
"It is not paint." Declared Platinum honestly, and before he could be confused as to WHY this woman who is not covered in paint had platinum-colored skin."You participate in Warmechs?" she asked instantly curious as Toshiro blinked in surprise.
"Uh… yeaah I have a few." He said hesitantly. "Though I wouldn't say I participate in tournaments, or anything, do you like Warmechs?"
"I thoroughly enjoy the pastime." She declared honestly. "I often go to Mike's Comics and Games shop to play."
"…I don't know that place." He said, though he sounded curious as she walked out and towards her clothes. "I mostly get mine mail ordered." He added reluctantly. "I don't have a lot of people to play with." She stared at him for a minute.
"You would be less lonely if you went to Mike's Comics and Games shop." Declared Platinum, applying her bikini top and pulling up her shorts.
"I'm not lonely." Platinum didn't verbally respond. But he sighed. "…Okay give me the address." He said, finding his phone, it was plugged into the wall as she briefly took it, sent him the information… using herself, and handed it back to him, confused. "How did you do that?"
"Enjoy your complimentary meal. Order again." she said quickly, she's already told him many times that she is a Gynoid… it was not her fault that he didn't believe her. She turned, and walked out the door, her bubble booty wiggling behind her as she headed back to the car, then back to Superbabes.
Time: 9:01 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
"Oh they squealed like fecking bitches." Ashley declared proudly as Orders absently counted about 10 Platinum pizza's worth of cash. "Funniest shite I've ever seen." She grinned, wiping her slightly bloody fingerless gloved hand with a paper towel.
"They'll think twice before they use you to prank someone again boss." Rebecca added as Platinum returned, walking in the back door.
"I am back Mother." Declared Platinum as Ashley snorted.
"Uh-huh. Thoroughly scrub yourself in the shower Darcy." Orders said dismissively, jerking her thumb to the locker rooms as Darcy obeyed.
"Yes, Mother." Darcy walked into the locker rooms as Orders scowled, finished counting the somewhat strongarmed money, and gave Rebecca and Ashley a few good job bills… nothing to write home about but it'll let them buy a few rounds.
"How do you two feel about hitting perverted tweens?" Orders asked, "Because I'm about 4 'mothers' away from sending you two after one."
"Eeeh… may not be the best idea boss." Rebecca noted hesitantly, "…They might like it."
However Ashley had no such hesitant feelings. "I'll feck em up for ya boss." Ashley replied dismissively, "Everyone's Little shits deserve a good smack once in their life as far as I'm concerned. Except for my niece, she's an angel."
"You stay away from my brother with that attitude Ashley." Ciara warned, dropping off tips and heading back out as Orders raised a hand.
"That's enough. Everyone calm down…" she put aside a little cash for platinum and interlocked her fingers. "Thank you girls, that will be all for the evening…"
Ashley, walked out the back as Rebecca smiled knowingly at Orders in her biker jacket and jeans, leaning against the counter post where the phone was mounted. "Sooooo. I heard you and Caleb had dinner again. How was it?" Orders scowled at her. "Oh come on you can share…"
"I can. But I'm not going to." Orders noted as Darcy returned just as fresh and clean as she was when she showered.
"Mother enjoyed herself. She was 26 minutes later to arrive than predicted."
"Ooooh 26 minutes Orders? Scandalous." Orders glared at her. "What did you do? Pay for desert?" Orders closed her Purple eyes and took a deep sigh.
"I'm not telling you." Orders replied frankly. "Go home Rebecca."
"FINE. but only because I can talk to Caleb later." She said, winking, "Bye girls."
"Good Night Rebecca." a few other girls replied as Darcy turned back to her mother.
"It is good to know that you are not lonely mother." Orders glared exasperatedly at Darcy, she took another deep breath.
"I can't be lonely because I have all of you for company. You especially, you won't leave my house." She mumbled.
"I leave your house to socialize all the time lately Mother." Darcy replied frankly.
Orders just shook her head, waving her towards the floor. "Go on Darcy. Back to work, go practice your twerking."
"Yes mother." She replied frankly, before walking back to the floor, and practicing her subtle twerking with Tasha.
End
What happens when you use Orders to try and prank someone else with classic but ridiculous prank calls? She's STILL getting her money.