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It was barely eight o'clock in the morning and the house was silent. Specifically the home of Orders and Platinum. The purple-eyed boss of Superbabes had entered, yawned, and made her way upstairs to her room with barely a greeting to her surrogate daughter who was once again putting together warmechs and painting them with absurd skill…
…Platinum brought new meaning to the words A.I. generated content. Orders should really have her do a live stream of her building minis in her costume: she'd rake it in. She just finished painting a new Marauder type mech when there was a knock at the front door. Platinum blinked curiously, put down her paintbrush and got up. Walking to the front door she opened it and something furry shot between her legs. Hector the Superbabes dog happily dashed about Orders' new home.
Platinum curiously but unconcernedly watched him go before turning to find Poison Ivy standing there with a bag over her green shoulder. "This is an unexpected visit Poison Ivy." Platinum noted as Poison Ivy sighed resignedly as she abruptly shoved the bag into Platinum's arms, the gynoid curiously looking at the bag.
"Yeah, I know I didn't give you a warning, but I got to go to Metropolis my Aunt had an accident and I need somebody to take care of my babies while I go and help her out for a couple of days. Bast is perfectly capable of taking care of herself, so Brielle is going to hang out at my place and leave food out for her for me. But Hector needs more direct attention. So Orders is going to take care of him for me."
"…This sounds completely unnecessary. Also, Mother certainly did not approve of this arrangement."
"Don't be silly, Orders loves Hector!" Poison Ivy replied cheerily as Hector soon returned and began sniffing Platinum excitedly, licking her leg as his tail wagged. "Listen I got to go so this is happening. Be good for Auntie Orders and big sister Darcy, Hector!" she said, "I got to go I'm already late. Everything you need is in the baaaag!" she replied quickly dashing back to her car, and sped off as Hector sat down next to Platinum and gazed up at her with a friendly smile.
The gynoid closed the door slowly, frowning to herself before she glanced down at Hector curiously. "…As far as I am aware Mother is not related to any canines… so 'auntie' is incorrect." Hector just gave her his usual happy smile as she put the bag down in the corner, "…Well since you are a guest, you should make yourself at home, Hector." And as if granting him permission Hector darted up the stairs to the second floor. Platinum watched him go and returned to her warmechs. Sitting down just in time to hear Orders shriek in surprise.
"Ah!? What-get off! No! Down! Stop licking me!"
But we leave that comedy special to follow after the buxom green redhead driving to Metropolis…
Time: 9:19 PM. Place: Gotham Road (Poison Ivy's cars)
Ring Ring Ring
"…Hello?"
"Aunt Sophia? It's me. I just dropped off my sweetie boy Hector and I'm on my way to Metropolis right now."
"Greenie? Is that you? These pain meds they got me are FANTASTIC… like my butt, and that unicorn's butt..."
"Wow, those are some pretty good drugs. Anyway, I'll be there in a few hours. Stay off that leg okay?
"Hey could you bring a pizza or something? Because I am STARVING."
"Order it from that place in Metropolis you like and I'll pick it up on the way."
"Double Pepperoni, Olives, mushrooms, Canadian bacon-"
"Okay… I'll order it. Those are some pretty good drugs. I'll be right there okay?"
"30 minutes or less!"
"…Usually I get an hour."
"What?"
"Don't worry about it. I'll see you soon!"
"Okay Leroy, stuffed crust too please."
Meanwhile
"There's a question I'll need to ask later, she replied, but as she was on her way out of Gotham, approaching Slaughter swamp, she at least took a moment to pull to the side of the road. Humming to herself as she turned on her radio for some music.
'-Got me a fine wife, got me old fiddle, sun's coming up I got-'
"Cakes on the griddle." She joined in singing, taking her phone, and ordering her aunt a pizza from that place in Metropolis she likes. "Life ain't nothing but a funny funny RIDDLE!" she kept singing, looking down at her phone and unaware of her surroundings. "Ugh! Orders not now!" she breathed irately, as she quickly put her boss on hold and finished ordering the pizza. Before putting the phone to her ears. "Yes Orders-"
"Listen to me! Hit the gas right now!"
"What?" Poison Ivy asked, but then the phone suddenly disconnected with Orders shrieking out an annoyed.
"Son-of-a-BITCH!"
The car suddenly jostled, and for one terrifying moment, Poison Ivy thought that maybe Solomon Grundy rushed out of Slaughter swamp… but then… she noticed the spotlight like light surrounding her car and then-
"Wh-WHOOOA!!" THUMP! She gasped as if suddenly dropped from a great height. But safely landing on all four tires of her car. She looked around and seemed to be surrounded by other cars. Some were older than others… she blinked, and got out… there cars from old Victorian times to high-end sports cars… "…Hello?" she asked suddenly her voice echoing as she found herself completely alone.
"HELLO?" she repeated again, her echoing back.
"*#&$%#&?" she jumped at the sudden NOISE beside her, looking around… then down at the little gray man, with a bulging head, huge black eyes, and completely naked. He stared at her. "&$$%%#$?" unintelligibly speaking as she stared back. It produced a device from nowhere… it wasn't wearing any clothes and seemed to scan her.
"$$&&#%^%?" another one appeared beside it, staring at her curiously.
"NURCHUCK?" She recoiled as a third one suddenly appeared, this one seemed to have a long beard of tendrils. "…Motack buggo-go BOMBAX." He said as Poison Ivy tried to get back into the car. "BECORK!" he suddenly held up his hands… and produced a thin strip of metal. "…Nurchuck." He repeated, before holding it to her. "Nurchuck, Bridgo moro." He gestured to his neck, gesturing for her to put it on like a collar. "Bridgo moro." He repeated as she hesitated.
"I don't understand you." She said, "And my tire iron is in the trunk." She added, briefly wondering if she should start packing a Taser in her glove compartment.
"Bridgo moro!" he repeated once more gesturing to his neck again. "Haaah… Ti-tok." He then approached her. "Coooro Bridgo Mora." He then held up one hand, approaching her cautiously, before putting it toward her neck as it abruptly slapped around her. "There…" he said as she blinked. "All you had to do was put it on." He said, "Like I've been telling you."
"I can understand you!" she gasped in surprise as he nodded his bulging head.
"#$%#@$@." The one of the other Grey said, apparently she couldn't understand them still.
"I can understand you but not them?" she asked as the Head Grey waved a three-fingered hand.
"Our language is harder to translate than the human tongue or Gilorack that I had been using. But I find it easier to speak this way for convenience." He said with a surprisingly deep voice for such a tiny skinny alien man. "…You are reacting far more calmly than the rest of our subjects."
"I've dealt with a lot… also I'm green." She said as he stroked his tendril beard.
"&&#%$$$@#." The other grey said.
"Yes. I was curious about that. One of the reasons is why we selected you. Though I would've liked one with generous buttocks rather than large mammaries, Flurick!" he shouted accusingly at the first grey who chattered rapidly. "I do not care. We discussed this! I am the captain." Then they both began arguing with each other. Before the head grey waved his hand for silence. "Enough! We will discuss your fascination with human mammaries later, we are short on time." He turned back to Poison Ivy. "Human. Come with us." He said, turning around and gesturing her to follow as she blinked…
"Um… no." she replied firmly, "You kidnapped me."
"You will be properly compensated."
"And it looks like you've kidnapped a LOT of people!" she said, gesturing to the many cars in the room.
"What?" the Captain blinked around. "No these are my collectables." He said flabbergasted at the implication. "We are researchers documenting flora and fauna… and we require one of your… species. We do not have the proper biology for our sample's needs."
"What?" Poison Ivy asked curiously, about to head back into her car for some attempt at preservation.
"…We do not have genitalia." He then obviously gestured to his smooth body.
"…Okay… but why me?"
The second grey however suddenly tapped a holographic image on his wrist, "@@$#!#."
"…Very well." He said, "Do it."
"NGNh!?" she froze.
"HAAH!" she gasped suddenly blinking around confused and realizing she was somewhere new. "…HEY!? Where am I?! HEY!" she shouted to an empty void… but suddenly paused as she took a step. CRUNCH. She gasped and recoiled at the bones of some dead space rodent. "Oh that's not… OH, THAT'S NOT GOOD." She breathed heavily, suddenly recoiling, and turning this way and that but she could barely see two feet in front of her face… and panic was beating out her rationality. "Oh god, oh god. OH-"
"Ah… so sorry about the stasis lock." Said the Captain's voice from nowhere, clearly some sort of coms system but naturally she wouldn't know. But this is an opportunity that only occurs only in ten solar cycles.
"What? What's happening?! Why me?!"
"The Tentaculous $#%#$ Plant only produces highly valuable Honey once in ten years depositing it into a warm blooded water-based creature on its home plant… a human with plentiful child-bearing hips is an acceptable substitute for the symbiotic relationship."
"…WHAT?" she replied, indignantly as he added rather frankly.
"As to why we picked you… well. Sleeco likes females with green skin-tone…
"^%%*&!!!" 'Sleeco' apparently was cheering.
"By the way, why are you green?" he asked as she suddenly stomped her foot.
"You're asking me that now?!"
"True. True… your orifices will be occupied in moments so it can wait for a proper informative conversation."
"Oh you grey little SHIT!" she snapped irately, normally the Canadian in her would be very polite… but unfortunately getting abducted by aliens to be experimented on was a bit too far over the line of 'strange shit superbabes get into'. "Wha-GUCK!" suddenly something thick and firm wrapped around her neck, and dragged her backward, her feet dragging on the floor through more bones. "GUCK!!" she whimpered as more of the strange thick firm things wrapped around her legs, and her arms, before hauling her off the floor. She hung weightlessly in the air as suddenly the lights turned on…
She dangled over some huge… spherical thing with tendrils, or perhaps stems, wriggling and writhing around it at least couple dozen on them as thick as the average man's index finger but longer than most ropes. It was a mottled like a black and white cow, but rose red and sickly yellow… at the very top of its sphere-like bulb in the center was a gaping hole… like a blowhole… or an-
"ASSHOLE!" she yelled as its tendril around her neck loosened.
"Now now no need to be rude. I hear it's very pleasurable."
"#@$$%."
"Yes, and popular viewing in the bipolar market… but that's a secondary objective.
"This thing eats people!" she declared horrified at the bones of the animals. It was clearly some sort of space Venus fly trap.
"It eats small rodents for nutrients, you are far too big to fit into its cavity." He replied dismissively as the tendrils slithered and writhed up her body, through her pants and shirt before tearing her clothes away from her body her big green tits bouncing free as Silco cheered again.
"I still think one with a large posterior would've been better." Declared the captain. Displaying Poison Ivy's body the tentacles of the alien plant stretched her arms and legs wide. Its slithering tendrils wrapped around her limbs, before prodding her green pussy.
"Haa-!" she gasped as a collection of the tendrils pierced into her, spiraling together inside her like a drill, pumping steadily in and out, twitching and squirming against her inner walls. Poison Ivy moaned as another tendril coiled around her long red hair. It tightened her silky red locks into a ponytail before it slid across her cheek, and silenced an oncoming scream by plunging between her lips. "MMGH?!" her back arched as more tendrils coiled together and wriggled up between her ass cheeks. Another tendril writhing around her waist, holding her firmly in place before the tendril rubbing between her ass cheeks was joined by more and pierced into her ass. "MMGNH!?!"
The writhing, plunging tentacles of the alien plant began moving as if they all had minds of their own. Plunging rhythmically but independently of each other. Coiling around her supple green body, more tendrils realizing the creature found 'prey' wrapped around her further, tightening around her big green tits and making them bulge with a firm tightness. "mmmmgn!"
There were at least four tendrils inside her pussy. Three up her ass, and two in her mouth stretching it apart… oddly it tasted like something between chocolate and crispy, almost burnt bacon… and now she felt… sticky.
The tendrils were oozing some sort of fluid… wrapped around her tits, legs and arms. It had a sweet smell, like honey… tasted like Indian food. "MMGH!!" her body arched, shaking as the drill of tendrils plunging into her pussy suddenly bulged… and something fired like a cannon a thick glob of something straight up into her womb. It was hot like cooling coffee, and suddenly a sticky mess splurged out of her womanhood as the tendrils ripped from her hole.
"AH! We have the first deposit! Activate the collector!"
A tiny little round trashcan on two legs darted into the room, its head popping open as she shuddered, dribbling a yellow fluid that steamed out of her body, dripping like maple syrup out of her as her ass suddenly spasmed. "MMMGN!?!" and another burst of 'honey' sprayed inside her… only… it seemed to have a mind of its own. "BLGURGH!?"
…It was an odd sensation, like vomiting only not nearly as painful and uncomfortable. It was really more like a burp. BUT… the collection of honey rushed through her, surging through her body and up her throat to spray from her mouth… only for it to happen AGAIN. From mouth to ass… her orifices exploded in honey, raining out of her holes as she twitched and squirmed in pleasure…
Because it felt GOOD… the 'honey' was like a euphoric drug, leaving a residual effect on her insides. The tendrils. Suddenly lashed from her body… her holes erupting with the yellow honey as the plant gently lowered her to the ground. Slowly unleashing her body…
The plant was only moving on instinct. It placed her feet on the floor, but it was slippery and she could feel her legs… she did just have one hell of an enema. Her toes curled in the honey but she dropped to her knees… her arms were soon released and she was held upright by her breasts and hair, but those were quickly released as well. She flopped forward, ass in the air and shaking.
"Bluurgh." She grumbled, spitting out a little more of the honey, only for another round of tentacles to slash firmly but not roughly like a whip on her upraised green rear. Before sticking to her rear, and wrapping back around her flesh, dragging her back, and sliding her big green breasts across the floor as another serving of tentacles slathered against her body, and plunged back into her ass and pussy. Spiraling back into a solid drill to plunge in and out of her body. "Aah! Aah! Aaah!!" she shuddered and shook as the plant drove her body to act on instinct despite being covered in honey fluid… the cute little robot trashcan scampered about, trying to collect more of the honey fluid as it oozed from the tendrils, vacuuming up more from the floor.
"What do you mean it's already full? We should've upgraded the model useless hunk of junk. Have it empty itself out quickly." The little robot scampered away as more tendrils rippled into Poison Ivy, thrashing about against her inner walls with her ass raised in the air.
"BLUUUGH!!" another ball of honey sprayed from her mouth as it deposited a load up her rear, and just like before it went straight through her body and shot out of her mouth. The tendrils ripped out of her orgasming body as her arms were lashed around and she was dragged upright, arms yanked back and another team of tendrils ravaging into her body. "Aha! Aaah! Aaah!!"
The robot returned, its head opening up again and catching more off the fluid as the tendrils wrapped around her arms slither into her mouth. "GUCK! Aahggh. UCK!" the tendrils thrashing and squirming in her body as she twitched with pleasure… the lubricated tentacles sliding easily in and out of her orifices as the tendrils wrapped around her breasts again and squeezed them together.
"…Alright I do see the appeal of them…" declared the captain as his associates cheered eagerly.
"UGH! Gaah! Aggah!" she garbled, shaking as her toes curled, her eyes rolling up into her head as the tendrils slithered down her throat, "Bbruugh?!" they deposited more of the thick lubricated honey into her all at once… and it felt like getting struck by lightning… the balls of honey spraying out from EVERYWHERE. The little bot valiantly caught as much of the spraying honey as it could as one hole after another the tendrils slithered out of her body…she flopped onto the floor, shaking uncontrollably. The alien plant's tendrils slithered over its own bulbous sphere, before each one curled up into its 'blow hole'. It shuddered… and suddenly… it ENGORGED.
Drinking the mutated fluids of 'Poison Ivy' accelerated the thing's growth as she grabbed the little robot. It wiggled for a minute, but it flickered with optics, before surprisingly, and deliberately pulling her away from the plant.
"FASCINATING! It's growing! I've never seen it do that before." The captain declared.
"&#^$%."
"Indeed… her natural fluids are encouraging a reaction… accelerating its growth and size… do you know what this means?"
"#$$%@%?"
"No. It means… that it'll produce more honey faster than before. If it's already gestating again… I believe we can extract more honey from it within days rather than years." She rolled over sighing softly as she rested against the far wall, far away from the plant as the little robot seemed to examine her before applying a suction device to her body… sucking up the honey and cleaning her gently at the same time.
…She breathed heavily, as a wall opened and the Greys approached her. "…You owe me new clothes." She said as the Greys stared at her silently… and suddenly she was getting a bad feeling. Grabbing the little robot and holding it in front of her in some attempt at protection… the greys despite saying nothing… spoke volumes.
"…That won't be necessary." The captain said, ominously. "…You will not be leaving." She stared at them and then feebly stood up.
"I am not staying here! Take me back now!" she said, standing up with the robot… it was still good and heavy, so bashing in their brains seemed like a good idea.
"There's no need to be so hostile…" he said, "A few more years extracting honey will make us all rich beyond our wildest dreams… besides your physiology is FASCINATING."
"$#%$&!"
"Yes. And very appealing for a mammal-"
Suddenly everything was shaking, and everything turned red. The greys jumped and began looking around in a panic as Poison Ivy clung to the Robot, as it began swinging its own little arms around in a panic.
"What's happening!?" shouted the captain as Gray 2 checked his device… then SCREAMED in horror. So loudly it hurt Poison Ivy's ears. "WHAT!?" the captain howled in dismay… then… the wall began to bulge.
Boom. BOOM. BOOM!!! Three, POWERFUL hits to the wall sent a chunk of it flying towards the greys as they screamed and were smashed under the hunk of metal. They groaned under the metal plate as a towering man entered.
"Hey hey HEY!!" a cigar in his mouth, a futuristic-looking shotgun in his hand, and wearing a biker outfit that would make Ronnie-Bell proud. Chains dangling from his belt, and his heavy boots stomping the floor as he brushed his long black hair out of his face. "It's been a long time since I pulped any greys… please. Do me a favor… annoy me." He grinned around his cigar, before letting his eyes wander about. "…AH! There you are." He stomped menacingly towards Poison Ivy who recoiled as the pale man approached, "…Nice cans." He said as she covered herself as a reflex but he then reached down with his free hand and easily lifted her and the tiny robot she was holding up and over his shoulder.
"H-Hey! Watch the hands! OH!" she gasped as he did. Putting it on her ass and squeezing as he walked towards the opposite wall. Stomping on the piece covering the greys as they groaned again. He then raised his boot, and kicked the wall down…
The powerful biker man casually walked through wall after wall… seemingly unconcerned with the defenses the spaceship they were in, blasting things left and right with his shotgun as he whistled a catchy tune and groped Poison Ivy's ass.
"Hey!"
"Ah don't worry sweet cheeks. The main man knows what he's doing." He declared, then kicked down a final wall. "So. Which one is yours?" he asked looking over the collection of vehicles.
"It's-" she hesitated for a second as he put her down. "It's this one." she said, going to her own modestly cared-for and very used vehicle…
"…Sure it ain't this one?" he said, kicking the tires of a fancy green sports car. "Goes with your skin." He said, trying to be charming but naturally coming off as SUPER creepy, especially with that crooked grin.
Poison Ivy blinked at him, then the robot, the robot blinking back… Then she opened her old car to retrieve her away bag. "You know what? You're right. My Mistake." She then put the robot into the back seat of her NEW car, and got in. Opening her go bag to change.
"Good." The main man then put something on the car, a device that looked like a hockey puck before whistling loudly. "Hold onto something."
"What?" she replied as a strange forcefield enveloped her new vehicle. And a really cool-looking motorcycle smashed through the wall of the ship… stopping right next to the big biker as the vacuum of space tried to suck him out. But he seemed unaffected. Swinging a huge leg over the back, then winking at Poison Ivy as he quickly turned around on it and sped away. "WHOA!" her new car dragged behind him with her inside.
…At least the view of the Earth was breathtaking…
Time: 10:56 PM. Place: Gotham (Orders' house.)
The Main man skidded to a stop outside Orders home. Hitting the horn on his space bike as the purple-eyed boss opened her front door. Scowling FURIOUSLY as she walked down the steps.
"Orders? What the HELL is going on?!" Poison Ivy asked in surprise as Hector followed Orders out and wagged his tail beside her, also apparently pleased to see his green mommy back so soon.
"Nothing. Don't worry about it."
"Alright, another delivery provided by the MAIN MAN." He said smugly, holding out his hand and still puffing his cigar. "Pleasure doing business, sugar tits." He purred lecherously, winking at Poison Ivy but growling at Orders who slapped not one but TWO gold bricks into his hand. "Hee-hee." He chortled before revving his space bike and taking off.
"…Orders?" Poison Ivy asked again, Orders sighed.
"…Are you alright?" she asked as Poison Ivy nodded unsurely.
"…Yes?" she replied, "I was abducted by aliens." She said stiffly as Orders nodded agreeably.
"Mmn-hhmn."
"And I was saved by a space biker?"
"…Bounty hunter." She replied, before snapping her fingers as Darcy walked out of the house, holding a pair of pizzas from Superbabes. "Here Jessica. You're already late for your aunt." She said as Jessica stared at her, "…Take more time off… we're all going to need time to recover."
"We are?" Jessica replied as Orders shuddered, an almost mournful tone in her voice.
"I had to give him two gold bricks!" she groaned defeatedly, "God damn it… the things I do for you girls…" she hugged a cheery Hector for comfort as Darcy placidly patted her back.
"There there Mother." she said so mechanically it was hilarious.
Jessica sighed and smiled resignedly. "…Thanks boss." Before getting back into her new sports car and putting the pizzas in the back… the cute little robot hopped into the passenger seat as she looked at him and its blinking optics. "Buckle up." She said as it did so. "…So what am I going to call you?" she teased, speeding around and heading off to Metropolis…
At least she'll get there in record time for her. That sports car is FAST…
End
Nightwolfsith donated a Poison Ivy with Tentacles idea for my Premium Content II, and I did say I would try to use all those proffered ideas for future deliveries, so there you go Nightwolfsith: Poison Ivy with Tentacles. A guest appearance by Lobo 'the main man' and Jessica's Metropolis Aunt Sophia. Also a new pet, a robot that she doesn't need to be fed. Next up is another biker, Silver Banshee