Barbara Gordon

Gordon Estate, Batgirl

God it was absolutely humiliating to walk around, mask balled up in my remaining top in my hands, wearing nothing on me. It was less damage to be seen as Barbara naked in the streets than explaining Batgirl. I had found a stray bikini after a few blocks and wrapped a drying sheet as a cape. Tying a bandana also drying over my face I climbed the buildings and ran home. I'm sure some fan fic writer must have seen my sexy improvised outfit and came up with some hilarious and dirty character, but honestly nothing they could write would have been as dirty as what I actually was. Every movement swashed liquid in my crotch and belly, reminding me I was completely filled with some guy's cum. And here I was just wishing I had a name.

Stealing a cell phone on a patio I hid on a rooftop and called Bruce, "Hey..."

"What is it?"

I panicked, it was like lying to my Dad so I could sneak off to a party. "Um. You know New Gotham right?"

Silence. "Yes. Where you live. Small city a bit to the coast."

"Well the New Gotham Bank had something happen," I froze trying to explain it delicately.

The pause was all he needed. I heard the clicking of fingers on a keypad. "I see why you called. I'm sorry if you were involved. I can fix this, it would be...best if you kept your distance. Reputations and all."

I scoffed, yeah hindsight. "Yeah. Uh."

Bruce's stern voice cut me off, "Any idea what happened that could wipe half an hour from our footage?"

I began shaking. I remembered wiping the security footage and tampering it expertly like I was taught to prevent. Any evidence of me, but more importantly my man, was unrecoverable. It was risky and risked Bruce's suspicions but she needed to protect him if she wanted another shot. Butterflies swarmed her chest.

"I will take that as a no. Thanks for the call, Batgirl, keep a low profile and keep your distance." The call was ended.

I quietly returned the phone and began my trip home on the rooftops. At least I lived alone, my Dad stayed in Gotham. I climbed in the window and my heart plummeted. Downstairs was the voice of my father. Listening I heard him talking about the bank, clearly Bruce worked fast. Hiding what was left of the costume and throwing off the sheet and bandana I heard his footsteps and knocking, "Barbara? I've given you space but I need to talk. If you don't open up I will open it for you." I rushed to the door, not eager to have to pay for any more repairs and remembered I was in a skimpy suit too small for me. "I-uh." My dad shielded his eyes while I grabbed the sheet and covered myself, "Didn't need to see that."

"Well then stop threatening to break doors! I was getting changed!" I hammed up the angry daughter as much as I could, "Personal space and everything remember?"

"Yes, sorry. It's just." He peeked to make sure I was covered and lowered his hand. "The bank was just attacked and I knew you needed to go there today. Was making sure you were still home and okay."

I waved my hand towards my fake desk of homework I expertly made look like a complete mess, "Yeah. I'm okay. Just been stuffed hard." I blushed realizing my wording and turned away, "Didn't even have time to dress."

"Well we can talk about school when I get back," my dad walked down the hall, "I love you, Barbara."

"I love you too." Why did it feel wrong to say it back? Hearing the front door close I pulled out my....Battop (yes he insists on naming everything 'bat'), a laptop far more powerful than most computers out there. And complete with Bruce's entire data base. Little did he know I had a little trick up my sleeve when I did snooping he wouldn't like. Initiating my own personal 'snoop' mode anything I accessed would be off file. I was much smarter than most made out. Bruce was right. The good news of me wiping everything was that my man was safe from prying eyes. The bad was I was the one prying.

After an hour long session I had all the information I needed removed on a USB and away from Bruce's expert eyes. I got a new costume, "So...Mike. Now that your safe from my friends, let's just make sure you are safe from yours."

To save me a lot of pride and you some time. Let's just say I lost my USB while humiliating Stingray and interrogating him to make sure he was still in the dark. Which he was. Like he was. I hate myself sometimes.

3 Days Ago, Mike (Monday)

I stumbled off the couch, my cereal bowl almost falling to the floor when a very tired Scarlet teleported into the room. "Where were you? I was so worried!"

The sexy heroine smiled faintly before dropping dramatically beside me and melted into the couch, "You're one to talk." I just waited patiently for what probably was a good five minutes. "So what happened at the bank?"

I gulped, "The bank?"

Sarah still in her hero garb raised an eyebrow, "Yeah, big crazy orgy at the bank. Impossible hacks on Batman's security. Kind of reality warping in a perverted sense if you ask me." Shit. "Look it's taken care of but this is what I mean. You do one of those when a hero is nearby and...you'll be labeled some pervy super villain and get yourself in serious shit I can't bail you out of.

"Male."

"What?"

"A male hero." I explained. She looked at me with plain accusations. "Well don't freak out. But a hero did show up."

"You did not fuck Wonder woman!" Sarah yelled.

"What? No." I laughed. "But I might have made a bit more of a mistake than you know. Batgirl showed up and you are right, totally was all like 'evil super villain' and I'm sitting on my ass like 'You need to get out before I go nuts on that ass!' Then well..."

Scarlet grinned raising both eyebrows, "You went nuts on that ass?"

"Too nuts," I pulled back my hair. "Like she could barely leave and gave me a way to call her if I wanted seconds, nuts."

Scarlet shook her head, "I mean, damn. I've always been your friend so it doesn't count but a legit famous hero booty call! I was going to turn you into a woman for a day for what you put me through but honestly I respect the hustle. Shit. Was she good?"

"Intense." I breathed loudly. "Kinda wanted to signal her for more but afraid of the big guy."

My roommate, currently darker haired and glowing green eyed during her transformation just nodded. "Yeah, him. Guy calls me out of the blue and when he showed me I was so scared. Thought he already knew and was asking me to take you down. Luckily his security got weirdly fucked....oh shit! Batgirl! He said either you were a god-like villain or someone he knew tampered with his equipment. Your fling saved your ass!" She let out a long sigh and put her legs up on the table. "He has no idea who did it and apparently can't by his own means which is a blessing."

My chest grew tight. "No. That's really bad."

"Why?"

"It's fucking Batman. You give him a mystery he can't solve and expect him to just move on because the job is done?" I rose and took paces around the apartment. "Holy shit. What if someone could track me? Like a police dog? Shit."

My roommate flicked her wrist and I was sitting on the couch again, she climbed over my leg and rubbed my chest sensually, "Hey...look. You have something up on Batman. Well you have his sidekick too but...you have time. If you take my offer and begin training with people knowledgeable on auras then by the time the big man figures it out there's nothing for him to do. A guy didn't know he had powers and messed up, he's in the process of becoming a hero."

"That does sound better than the alternative..." I shrugged, "Where do I sign up?"

"Not that easy," the sexy super hero began nuzzling my neck soothing my tense muscles. "It's good form and safer to show up as an alias in costume than to just show up and say 'hey, I'm Mike'. The industry gets it and respects it. You need a name and a costume."

I couldn't help but laugh at my first idea, "How about 'Fuck Boy'?"

Scarlet hit my chest almost hitting the tip of my still super dick I was trying to hide in my sweater. "Funny, but let's be real here."

I frowned, "Well I'm not exactly regular hero material. I turn people into porn fantasies around me or can make people more perverted. Not much to work with here that wouldn't sound predatory or villainous. Maybe just Black Sage?"

Scarlet rubbed her thighs on my leg and slowly began playing with the neckline of my sweater still nuzzled into my neck, "Why not love? Twists the perception of what you are doing and it's super iconic and looked up to. Love Lord, or....oh shit. Love Doctor!"

I groaned, "I am not being the love doctor! That sounds so lame!"

I jumped feeling her nibble my neck and talk in my ear, "Everything sounds lame until you bag a bad guy. Or in your case a bad...bad girl." She lightly grabbed my dick and nearly fell off of me, "Holy-! What happened to you?"

"Uh. Part of the bank thing. Made a irresistible dick to women and kind of hard to want it to go away long enough to go back to normal." Scarlet looked at me hungrily and began grabbing the sweater, "No! I'm not kidding I made it so women would lose their minds seeing it and be super horny for it!"

Scarlet rolled her eyes, "Yeah, it sounds super fun. And after sleeping for 18 hours what I kind of need right now." Seeing my hesitance her hand glowed and my sweater flew off like a balloon. "Whoa! You weren't kidding!" Her soft gloved hands began stroking slowly and I moaned, the member overly sensitive after this week. "If you don't fuck me with this thing before you get rid of it, then I'm not sure we can stay friends." I was horrified how serious she was saying it. Grabbing her costume she tore the chest open showing off her small pert breasts and nipples. "Okay I get it, my good friend needs a bit of a pick me up." Her hands glowed while she stroked my dick.

I felt passion and lust surge through my body, blurring my vision. "What. Did. You. Do?"

Scarlet bent over the couch and looked up at me, licking up the under side of my dick, "What? I just turned up your attraction to me, your libido and your fantasies of me. It's temporary and I thought we were friends with benefits now?" She winked and kissed the head, "Plus then you can add a second superheroine to your list."

A list? Holy shit I had never thought about it. My need for power, to make Scarlet feel like I did when I was powerless was so strong now. It would be easy. My power wasn't classic, but it was still strong. Seeing her sucking my dick completely innocent to who I could easily make her become...it was so hot. No longer can she see me as her pushover roommate, she needed to witness my true power herself. If anyone was trained to perceive what my power looked like, they would have seen our entire apartment building shatter instantly. My focus was having ultimate power over women and here, I did.

So much for "normal" Kia because she became the ultimate naughty schoolgirl, willing to seduce and fuck whoever it took to graduate top of her class and stay at the top of the social circle. Scarlet could no longer consider herself a friend of mine, she was so much less than she thought of me to be but we still had our sexual relations transforming her into my servient sex slave. And she fucking loved it.

Lex was helping her Mom with the groceries and when she entered the apartment to hand her mother the groceries she blushed embarrassed she forgot. Her mother was an erotic model who loved exploring different styles and fetishes, currently in neon blue hair and a bikini licking a popsicle for her cam site.

Lex looked down at the sex toys she had bought for their show and blushed. She was the "classy" one of the two, even as the daughter. She also modeled but her pursuit of becoming the ultimate fuck kept her from being lazy and just showing herself off all day. Lex pulled her large dildo out of the collection and dropped her mother's toys on the table, licking it and watching her mom's show. Didn't hurt to have some entertainment while she worked on oral. Mrs. Watson tried to subtlely turn the camera to show both of them and Lex rolled her eyes, typical Mom. "Did you find a nice boy to dick you down and knock you up yet?" Lex shuddered hearing her dream in life. All she wanted to find the best man she could and win his love by her sexual expertise then she would let him breed her until she couldn't be bred anymore. "That Michael guy seems quite good, he really was giving it to that curvy woman the other day!"

Lex blushed and moved the dildo to tease her ass, "God, Mom! Don't remind me! I get so wet thinking about it!" If there was a man she found who she wanted to be bred by it was Mike. Dropping her dress to show the web cam her sexy lingerie she pulled her panties aside and grunted at the dildo pushing against her asshole. It was so embarrassing how she was an anal virgin and she needed to practice! The young girl flashed a playful smile knowing full well her mother had used her for her stunning beauty and massive new tits for her frame. Soon she would have Mike in her ass, and she'd make sure it'd be just loose enough to welcome him.