Another supervillain hottie

Poison Ivy walks out of her cell, slowly scanning the lot of you. While you're certainly aware that not all superheroes and supervillains look human, this is the first one you've seen that wouldn't be able to walk down the street unnoticed. Well, because of how exotic she looks. Every heroine and villainess you've seen is definitely getting noticed because of just how hot they are.

And, to be honest, Poison Ivy would probably qualify for that too. The first thing you notice about her is obvious: her light green skin. She's not like a fantasy orc however, as she lacks an overwhelming amount of muscles. She's more delicate, like the stem of a growing flower. At least on her body, her face betrays years of activism and hardships, with wise eyes that have seen and overcome many failures.

Ivy's hair is red, but unlike Barbara's, it is the red you might see on a color wheel, like the color of a rose. It is lush and thick, coiling down her back in a mass of crimson. It clashes awfully with her bright orange jumpsuit, which doesn't flatter her at all. It's partially open down the front, but all that reveals is that she has the smallest breasts of any of the superladies you've met, but they're still sizable at what you estimate to be a C-cup. What does stand out, in your humble opinion, is her ass, which even through the raggedy jumpsuit you can tell is impressive. It juts out wonderfully, and you find yourself asking the question of just how it would feel to hold it.

Before Ivy can say anything, Harley rushes up to her and gives her a big hug, holding tightly as if she didn't, Ivy would disappear forever. Ivy doesn't return the favor, however, and the panicked look in her eyes is amusing. She clearly doesn't know what to do and her arms remain at her sides. Before the situation gets any more awkward, Harley pulls back and begins to speak.

"Oh, Ivy. How glad I am to see you. Every day and every night without you was like an eternity in hell. Now that we are reunited I feel complete once more. I'm never going to let anything bad happen to you every again. I vow it."

"That's nice, Harley... But why would you help me? We barely know each other. Once more, what's Batgirl doing here? And who's that masked dude? And why is he carrying a woman?"

"Well. In order, I'm helping you because you're my best friend in the whole wide world. Batgirl's here cause I needed her help to hack your cell door open. Masked dude is the Shadow, apparently he's got some magic jizz. And that's Zatanna he's carrying. He needs your help in order to fuck her."

You sputter, and Barbara quickly jumps in to clarify the situation. "We think Zatanna's been dosed by a black market chemical called witherchlorocide. We theorize that Shadow's sperm has the properties necessary in order to cure her symptoms. Unfortunately, a side effect of witherchlorocide is a complete hatred and dismissal of sex. I don't think we can deliver Shadow's sperm effectively unless she is so turned on that it overwhelms her. And for that we need your help."

"Well, it sounds like Shadow's trying to **** Zatanna. And while I might have done that long ago, it behind me now. I have no desire to sexually take advantage of people."

"Please, Ivy. Help us." You jump in. "While I'm certain that I'll enjoy sex with Zatanna, if we had any other solution that's what we'd be doing right now. "

"C'mon babe. Help the poor saps. Then we can get out of here and hit the open road."

It seems to you that Harley's final pleas have pushed Ivy over the edge, and she mutters "Fine" You quickly take Zatanna from your shoulder and lay her gently on the ground. **** Zatanna looks peaceful, you would never had guessed that not fifteen minutes she was fury incarnate, trying to kill a mass of mentally disturbed prisoners. Ivy kneels next to the supine mage and places her hands over her chest. She closes her eyes and after concentrating for a couple seconds, an airy green mist flows from her fingertips, slowly traveling into all of Zatanna's orifices. Ivy finishes up, and to your surprise she walks up to you. You pull back, and she huffs in annoyance.

"I need to enhance your natural pheromones. If this witherchlorocide is as bad as you say, you'll need every advantage you can get." You nod, and wait for Ivy to place her hands on you. "I need to you remove your mask so that I can actually affect you. I assume your mask is designed to prevent you from breathing any airborne pathogens?" You nod once more, and Ivy continues, "Then my powers cannot affect you. Take it off."

You glance over to Barbara, and you can tell she doesn't like it. As you see it though, you have no other options. You remove your hooded mask, allowing you to finally breath the stale air of the underground prison complex.

"Do it." You say. Ivy complies, placing a hand on each side of your neck, holding you tight. It's no long before you start to feel the chemicals from Ivy enter your system. You have no idea how the nanobots will interpret this, and you hope that they can't clear the chemicals from the system until after Zatanna is saved.

Ivy withdraws, and you wait a second. You feel slightly different, but you can't put your finger on it. You try to describe the feeling, but you're distracted by the sounds of moaning. It seems Zatanna is waking up. You hope that this works, because if Zatanna is still under the effects of witherchlorocide, you have no more options.

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