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Gotham was in the middle of a crime wave…
…Which if you think about it. It's kinda like saying. 'Oh, it's raining again'. It's nothing fucking NEW. Except there was ALSO a heatwave… and heat does crazy shit to people. Makes people lazy, angry, and just straight-up crazy…
"That's the third guy to walk past the window in his underwear." Declared Giganta thoughtfully, her arms under her heavy breasts as Catwoman (I) and Stargirl watched him walk by with an insane smile on his face, marching by on his way to work judging from his swinging suitcase.
"Eyup." Catwoman replied. "Though to be fair, if you wanted to make sure you weren't mugged, showing that you don't have anything to steal is a good start."
"It is absurdly humid." Cooed Stargirl, looking less than sound hers, her sexy ex-stripper body glistening slightly as her costume clung to her skin.
"You're telling me!" Leather clad Catwoman added. "…But if you think we're out of luck have you SEEN Orders recently?" all three of them turned to look at the door to the lounge, just barely seeing Orders who was… not having a great day.
A combination of the heat, delivery orders, and the ongoing crimewave was giving Orders a colossal and constant headache and it was noticeably affecting her. She always seemed to be on the phone, and her hand was constantly shaking as she wrote out the addresses
"I think you better talk to her, big girl." Catwoman said as Orders suddenly and violently cursed, clutching to her head as Giganta blinked.
"Why me?" she asked, but she wasn't even indignant about it. All the girls knew that Giganta was probably the ONLY employee Orders respected… for whatever reason.
"Because you'll survive?" Catwoman replied with a grin, "…And you better do it quick, Star Sapphire's on duty today."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Stargirl replied sternly, but pouting adorably at Catwoman who raised her hands defensively with rapid response...
"What? I love her, but let's be honest she causes Orders a LOT of headaches… it's a good thing she's pretty." As Stargirl then angrily began chastising Catwoman in rapid and unintentionally sex French, Giganta walked back into the lounge as Orders rubbed her head with both hands.
"…Hon, it might just be a good idea to just cancel deliveries tonight." Orders growled like a hungry animal, continuing to massage her head as Giganta sighed. "Sugar it's not worth it! Your head looks like it's about to explode."
"Your opinion is noted-" she HISSED through her teeth suddenly as a MASSIVE headache hit her. It felt like the inside of her skull was trying to get outside by rattling her brain around as fast as possible. "but I am FINE." She declared, trying to fend off the visions. Her purple eyes flickered as the crime wave continued to rear its ugly head into her business.
"Orders." Giganta declared, "Just… turn them off and go rest in your office. We'll handle it."
"I'm telling you I'm FINE Orders repeated, her throbbing headaches finally subsiding. "…See? I'm good. I'm-"
"Hello Orders!" Star Sapphire declared her presence, bouncing and skipping inside. "Boy, it's hot today. Hi Brielle!" she declared, waving to her sexy French friend who waved nervously back. Orders hissed through her teeth as Star Sapphire rushed into the locker room to change into her costume. "It's really hot out there today. Also, some very nice men tried to give me a ride in their van… but I told them I was already at work."
"…Fuck… I forgot she's working today." Orders replied, "It's fine! I'm FINE." She declared as the phone rang, and she quickly picked up. "Superbabes, we deliver." She said as Giganta watched her sternly. "One Star Sapphire meal. Very well." She wrote the address on the receipt, "Name and address ple-EASE!" she cringed, closing her eyes and writing the rest of it. "She'll be right there!" she slammed the phone on the hook and rubbed her head. "I got a delivery for Old Gotham who wants it?" she asked standing up to put the receipt on the counter… only to suddenly lose balance and faint back into her chair.
"That's it!" Giganta declared as Star Sapphire walked out of the back, jiggling pleasantly. "I'm calling it! You need to cool down and you need to rest!" she declared, taking over immediately and marching around the counter. The food slid across to rest on the receipt.
"…The delivery…" Orders moaned, "We need to deliver…"
Giganta then pushed the bag of Superbabes food towards Star Sapphire, "Hon, this is yours. Take it to the address." She said Star Sapphire smiled and took the receipt, checking it over.
"Got it." She said confidently, before turning and jiggling out the backdoor… missing Orders' eyes flickering as Giganta lifted her from her chair and carried her into her office. The vision hit her and practically knocked her out once Giganta put her on the couch.
"Oh for fuck's sake…" she bemoaned, her head throbbing again as Giganta gave her water and painkillers. "It's a good thing she's pretty." She managed to get out while Star Sapphire slid into the seat of the company car and drove off to old Gotham.
…
Barry 'Brainless' Boyd wasn't pretty… but he WAS an IDIOT… actually, that's not entirely true.
He was the dumbest fucking idiot in the Gotham criminal element. So dumb in fact that he was barely, if ever, given something important to do. He made up for this by his mindless devotion and strength. Big, muscular, dim as a dying light bulb.
So if Barry Boyd was given something to do, it was because the guy in charge was utterly fucking desperate.
"Listen to my words you walking wall of meat." The voice on the phone said as Barry Boyd sat on the bed in the Old Gotham apartment and watched grainy TV. "I need you to SIT on that cash until someone important comes to get it." Barry 'Brainless' Boyd literally sat on the cash, it was all stuffed into a duffel back. He just helped his boss, the man on the phone, rob a bank. Unfortunately, they got separated in the heat and the scuffle, and only Barry by some miracle managed to get to the meet up point. An Old Gotham apartment 909 Gotham Apartments room #6… admittedly there were a lot of Gotham Apartments buildings… including one right across the street from this one. But it was still a miracle…
"How will I know who it is boss?" he asked scratching his head, then waving his hand in front of his face. It was REALLY hot…
"Look. You idiot, that apartment you're in is one of our safehouses. Nobody's going to come to that door unless they're supposed to be there! If it ain't me, and it ain't one of the guys, then it'll be the middleman for the money!"
Barry Boyd nodded his head again as if that made ANY sense to him… but it didn't, not really. Stay in the room, and wait for someone to come. That was the best he got, and that would normally be enough. "Got it boss…"
"…God damn it." His boss replied tiredly, "It's too hot for this-Shit… I got to go. Don't fuck this up, Boyd! Make sure to give the cash to the middleman!"
"Right boss." Barry Boyd declared, saluting as his boss hung up. He then put the phone down… he turned up the volume on the TV… and tried not to think about how hungry he was. His stomach gurgled uncomfortably as he got up and briefly left the money alone to go to the kitchen, only to find the fridge was empty apart from bottles of water…
It was going to be a long wait for this 'middleman' person to show up. He shut the fridge door and opened a cupboard… there were cans of food… but they were the old kind of cans. The ones that needed a can opener and he decidedly didn't have one.
Knock-Knock-Knock. "Superbabes! Special Delivery Service!"
Whoa! Wait-What? Hang on a fucking second! Nobody called!... uh… fuck-Uh. Wait just one second and-Time: 9:21 PM. Place: Old Gotham Apartments 909 (Room #6)
Barry Brainless Boyd scratched his red-haired head. "Wow that middleman is quick!" he said out loud to himself before wobbling out of the kitchen and moving to the door of the apartment, opening it up only to find a woman there. Holding what appeared to be a bag of food. "…Wow you're hotter than I'd thought you'd be." He said, straight-faced as her pretty lips stretched into a grin.
"Thank you!" she said sweetly, before promptly inviting herself inside. Handing him the bag, "Here's your food!" she said as Barry Boyd blinked at it.
"…Wow. Are you psychic!?" he declared as the woman shook her head.
"No. But I think my boss is…" she pouted, tapping her chin. "…Clare… Clare something." She frowned, "I forget."
"Oh… that's weird." He mumbled, checking the bag and taking account of the receipt and the food. "So you want the money now right?"
"Don't you want to have sex first?" she asked, her rather expressive mask revealing her rather surprised look. "This is the part where we usually have sex." Barry Boyd stared at her… and with all of his intelligence, he decided that this was some Middleman…
But then his eyes went from her masked face to her pretty bimbo lips, to her big tits, slender waist, wide hips, round ass and great legs in pink boots. "…Yes." He said nodding before putting the food down dismissively on the kitchen counter. "So… what should I call you?"
"Well I'm supposed to be Star Sapphire right now." She declared as he blinked, that name sounded familiar… but lots of names sound familiar to be fair. But she was already getting down on her knees and fiddling with his pants, unclasping his suspenders the swung over his shoulders, freed from their tension and smacking on his back legs. "I'm a supervillainess… I think." She pouted, pursing her dick-sucking lips thoughtfully, as his pants fell down to his ankles. His cock was slowly twitching upright and she helped him the rest of the way, by grabbing him with a gloved hand and stroking him until he was once again erect. "Ah…"
Opening her mouth. Extending her tongue. And licking away at his cock, before wrapping her thick dick-sucking lips around it and bobbing her masked head up and down, slowly on his dick. Her tongue slithered dexterously around it, licking every inch of it as she kissed the base, holding him in her throat. "MMmgh…"
"Ummn!" Barry's hands clapped to her head, squeezing her skull slightly as his hip instinctively bucked towards her face.
"MMn!" Her eyes widened behind her mask as he began gliding in and out of her mouth. Barry Boyd was an average-sized man but he was still easily hitting the back of her throat. "MMn! Mmn-hmmn!" but Star Sapphire mindlessly continued her blowjob…
…and no further accurate statement has been declared about Star Sapphire.
"Glurp. Glurp Glurp…" The pretty blue-eyed bimbo, with long luxurious black hair continued diving into Barry Boyd's crotch, his heavy calloused hands squeezing her head as pre-cum began oozing from his tip onto her tongue. Star Sapphire moved her head faster and faster, dizzyingly on his shaft as Barry Boyd groaned loudly… much like an odd tree finally toppling over…
Which he oddly did after unloading his wad into Star Sapphire's mouth. "Mmgh?!" she slid her lips slowly to his tip and popped off his cock as he crashed onto the couch. "MMn?" she chewed his cum, it was chewy like bubblegum, and quickly swallowed it. "Haah…" before standing up and began to undress, unzipping her suit and letting it fall away, leaving on the mask boots, and gloves. She tossed her clothes aside with a kick of her right boot and jiggled around the couch. Naturally, her big bimbo breasts and bouncy bubble butt always jiggled when she walked… then eyeing his cock thoughtfully, she turned and sat on his lap. Gyrating on him as it twitched between her cheeks and rested there like a hotdog between a bun…
"Nngh…" Barry Boyd groaned, watching Star Sapphire's slender, curvy waist waddle and grind on his lap. Her hands resting on his chest and leg for balance… wiggling playfully on his lap as his cock throbbed between her ass cheeks… so Barry Boyd moved on instinct, grabbing her around the waist.
"Oh!" lifting her easily up into the air before jamming her back down onto his cock, "AHH!!" erotically gasping as Barry Boyd slammed abruptly into her pussy, and easily bounced her up and down on his cock. "Ha! Ah! AH! AH!!!" he ass bounced on his lap as her big breasts swung up and down. "Haah! Oooh!!" Star Sapphire's head rolled back on her neck as she thrust her firm bouncing breasts out, Barry Boyd taking her for a ride. "Haah! AH! Ah!!" her hands suddenly reached up and cupped her swinging breasts, squeezing them and letting her breasts mold between her fingers, her boots scraping on the floor as she steadied herself and flopped back against the couch. "NNgh!!" Shaking with her tongue lolling erotically from her mouth as her sweaty body clung to the back of the couch.
They had both forgotten about the heat… then again since it was Star Sapphire and Barry Boyd they might not have noticed it in the first place. Star Sapphire however panted like a dog under the hot sun, her tongue lolling from her mouth Barry Boyd removed himself from beneath her…
He rolled off the couch with a raging erection, grabbing her ankles and lifting them until they touched the back of the couch, Star Sapphire sticking her lower body out over the edge of the couch as he slipped back inside her. "Oooh! HA-AH-AH!" Barry Boyd's hips kept swinging hard against her, pounding away at her pussy as she squealed adorably. "HAAAH!!" He grunted like a rutting wild animal, getting as deep as he could into her high-quality pussy as her mouth hung open and she moaned in pleasure, her arms wrapping around her legs to squeeze at her big tits bouncing wildly on her chest with Barry Boyd's jackhammering thrusts.
Folded flexibly in half the au natural bimbo of superbabes squealed as the couch rocked wildly back and forth, "Ah! AH! AH! AH! OOOOH!"
"Oooh!!" he howled, slamming balls deep into her body and shaking as he once again unloaded but this time he pumped his goo balls deep into her body, his ballsack quivering against her round ass as he climaxed. "Haah…" he breathed heavily, his muscular body glistening in the heat of the apartment as he ripped out of Star Sapphire, grabbing her masked head and yanking her upright. Her legs swung down onto the floor as her mouth was pulled to his cock.
"MMgh!" she wrapped her lips back around it, sucking out the leftover semen still in his urethra as he held her head and slid in and out of her mouth, her tongue swirled around his glans as he steadily hardened in her mouth once again. POP! "Ah…" she gasped, as his erection slapped against her masked face. "Oh!" she squeaked as he easily hauled her up from the couch before turning her around and throwing back onto the couch. "Eep!"
Set on her knees her big breasts swung over the back of the couch. Her underboobs slapped the back of it as Barry Boyd grabbed her waist, lumbered behind her, and rammed back into her pussy. "Ooh!!" making her squeal as he began jackhammering into her body again. "Haah! Ahh!!" the underside of her breasts smacked the back of the couch as she was thrust into from behind. "Ha! AH!" Pulled back onto Barry Boyd's cock as he kept pumping away at her, holding tightly to her hips as her ass cheeks wobbled against his thrusts. "Ha! AH!"
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! Barry Boyd thrust deep into Star Sapphire as she squealed adorably and encouraged him further to enjoy her young body. Not that she knew how young she was considering she was wearing a mask, but her body was definitely made for fucking. If not just in general but also the view pleasure of others. "Ha! AH! Ahh!" his hands let go of her waist and he let them hang at his side, his hips bouncing off her ass as she bit her bottom lip and moaned… "MMGH!!!"
Instinctively she wiggled her butt on his waist as he remained balls deep in her body. He watched her writhing between him and the couch before hooking his arms under her legs lifting her off the couch, and hooking his hands behind her head in a full nelson. "Ha! Ah!" Barry Boyd easily manhandled Star Sapphire, fucking her as hard as he could without snapping her like a twig…
Metaphorically, he was strong but not that strong… he also probably doesn't know what 'metaphorically' means.
"Ugh! Uah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhh!!" Star Sapphire squealed as he mindlessly kept pumping and thrusting his hips up into her body. Her entire body bounced and jiggled as it was born to do, her round all natural bimbo breasts bouncing wildly as Barry Boyd kept thrusting up into her…
"UGH! UGH! UUGH!!" he bucked up into her body… then slipped. "Wha-?" he had adjusted his footing but Barry Boyd wasn't exactly a professional dancer… like a Superbabe. "AH!" he squealed as he topped backward again and SLAMMED on, then through, the low coffee table, it snapped in two under him so at least he wasn't TOO hurt… the table was apparently made of balsa wood or something.
But now free of her full-nelson fucking Star Sapphire rolled onto her knees, stilling straddling Barry Boyd's lap. She rested her hands on his knees and began to roll her hips up and down. WHAP WHAP WHAP. Thumping her body hard on his lap as her bubble butt clapped pleasantly together with her movements. "Haah! Ah! Ah!" her tongue lolling from her mouth as she bounced her booty up and down on him. Making Tasha proud…
Tasha was always proud when the 'bitches' put her moves into practice… even when Ciara was the one teaching them.
But Star Sapphire soon slammed her wobbling butt on Barry Boyd's lap and stretched out her legs in a split, wiggling her hips side to side and bouncing on his lap as she tried and failed to get OFF his cock. "Oooh…" Barry Boyd finally reacted, reaching up to grab her waist and sitting up, pushing her forward onto her hands and knees. "Oh!" Her face rested on the couch cushions as he started swinging his hips mindlessly into her body again, "HA! AH!! AHAAH!" Thrusting steadily into her from behind her tits bouncing loudly on against the couch like a battering ram before he wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up, grabbing her neck and tilting her head back as he held onto her waist and thrust wildly into her from behind. "AH! Ah! Ah! HAa!!" her tits swinging up to bounce on his muscular arm as he squeezed her tighter and tighter, holding onto her waist with his other hand, yanking her hips back into his thrust. Pumping into her as hard as he could, grunting and groaning.
"Ugh! Nngh! Ugh!" practically strangling her with his arm around her neck, her erotic cries slowly diminishing as she ran out of air… luckily she didn't really have any brain cells to loose, and all it did was make her tighter, clamping down on Barry Boyd's thrusting cock until he cried out his orgasm once more… making her body dance and squeal in pleasure as he rammed away at her body, bouncing off her ass only to plunge rapidly back in, then finally stay balls deep into her body.
"HAaaah…" she gasped weakly, shaking as he held her upright and emptied his balls into her once again. He sighed tiredly and abruptly fell forward, both of them flopping onto the couch. "MMgh!?" of course she was slightly more uncomfortable underneath him and still balls deep in her body. But he pushed out of her, wobbling upright and pulling out of her body to flop onto the couch.
Sweating and tired Barry Boyd stretched his legs out in front of him and his arms on the back. Groaning loudly as Star Sapphire peeled out of the imprint her face left in the couch cushion before shuffling between his legs and grabbing his cock again in her hands, opening her mouth and licking his glans and then sucking him between her bimbo lips, bobbing up and down.
"…I don't think I can cum anymore… it's too hot." He declared as Star Sapphire kept sucking, but his cock remained flaccid and now his body was glued to the couch by his sweat. Star Sapphire popped off his cock and gave it a curious flick with her finger to no response.
"HMmn. I guess we're done then…" she said, standing up. "I'm going to use your shower." She said as he nodded slowly, barely even listening to her and just basking in the afterglow of getting his cock sucked by THE Star Sapphire… and then he fucked her. Oh! Right he needed to give her the money!
While Star Sapphire used the cheap and slightly moldy shower, Barry Boyd retrieved the duffle bag of cash, returned to the living room, and put it down… then realized she had brought him food. He went to go check it as she walked out of the bathroom, as fresh and clean as she could get in such circumstances. She adjusted her suit and then walked over to him. "Okay now about the money?"
"Here you go." He said, shoving the duffle bag of VERY stolen cash into her arms as she blinked at it. "That's all we got."
"…Wow food really is getting expensive nowadays…" not even questioning it she shouldered the duffle bag and smiled prettily at Barry Brainless Boyd. "Enjoy your food! Order again!" she said chipperly before walking out of the apartment. Shutting the door behind her…
Barry Brainless Boyd smiled at a job well done. His boss was going to be so proud! He then reached into the bag and promptly pulled out the receipt… but paused. There was something funny about the receipt… he then slowly turned the receipt around. Oh! That was the problem!
The receipt was upside down. It was addressed to Gotham Apartments 606 room number 9! This was Gotham Apartments 909 room number 6! Well then… there was only one thing to do. He grabbed his criminal fedora and coat and promptly walked out of the safehouse. Since he gave the money to the middleman he can leave…
He's got to deliver this bag of food to the proper address after all. Passing a man in a very dapper purple suit. He walked out of Gotham Apartments 909… just as Room Number 6 exploded in a green cloud… he stared up at the room, and inwardly knew he was in trouble… he must have left the gas on again…
Please…No more.
Time: 10:22 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
"Orders, sugar, how are you feelin?" Ronnie-Bell asked hesitantly as Orders' office door swung up, glowering at Brielle who was answering the phone… apparently people enjoyed listening to a sexy French girl taking their orders.
"Like my Headache is going to get worse." Orders replied sourly as Brielle finished the most recent call. She was about to stand up but Orders waved her down. "Stay, keep answering I'm going back to sleep in a minute." She noted crankily, and as if on cue Star Sapphire walked in through the back door and waved.
"Hi Orders! Are you feeling better?"
"No." Orders replied bluntly, eyeing the bag of money. "…God damn it, Lindsey. It's a good thing you're pretty." Orders glowered tiredly, taking the bag from her.
"I had no idea food prices were so out of control!" Lindsey said as Ronnie-Bell concernedly gazed at the bag.
"…Hon, why do you have a duffle bag full of money?" Ronnie-Bell asked as Lindsey blinked at her.
"The man I delivered to gave it to me." She said, "…How much of that is mine?" she asked confused, "There's a lot of it."
…Technically speaking since the Superbabes were allowed any extra payment on 'deliveries' as 'tips'... A significant amount of it was Lindsey's. Orders stared at the very pretty young woman, her tits bigger then her brain, and turned… walking into her office again and slamming the door shut. "…Was it something I said?" she asked as Ronnie-Bell just smiled.
"Always, Hon."
Orders put the bag of money on the arm of the couch, and unzipped it so all the freshly stolen bank bills could 'breathe' before she plopped back down onto the couch and rested her head on it like it was the world's most expensive pillow… And all of a sudden her headache was MUCH better… she'll try not to think about how much of this money she needs to give Lindsey later… preferably when Veronica is doing their taxes.
…It is a REAL good thing Lindsey is so pretty.
End