Barbara sees the biggest cock

Barbara stretched, wincing as the soreness lingered, but she was already at least eighty percent healed. Whatever antidote she’d concocted had done its job, and she felt the strength flooding back into her limbs. But as she sat up, glancing around, she realized she was alone. No sign of Aaron anywhere. Maybe he’d gone to work—she deduced he worked at Wayne Enterprises, after all.

Needing to get her gear together, Barbara headed to his bedroom, where she’d stashed her Batgirl suit and equipment the night before. She didn’t think much of it as she opened the door, expecting to slip in quietly, grab her things, and head out. But when she stepped inside, her thoughts stopped dead in their tracks.

There, standing in the middle of the room, was Aaron. Completely nude, fresh from the shower, water still dripping from his dark hair and tracing down the defined lines of his shoulders and chest.

Aaron’s cock was colossal. The sheer size of it defied everything she’d seen—and she’d seen a lot. She was equal amounts a detective and hacker as she was a fighter. His white schlong was thick, long, hanging low with a weight that made her eyes widen as she took it in, unbidden. And the… balls. Her breath hitched as she took in the way they sat, heavy and full. This wasn’t just a guy who was “well-endowed.” This was… something else entirely.

Her mind raced, unbidden comparisons springing up as she felt her cheeks heat. She’d dated Dick Grayson, who had always been… impressive. Dick had the lean, fit build of an acrobat, and he’d known it. Confident, a little cocky, and certainly never lacking, he’d been proud to show off every inch. Then there’d been Luke Fox, who was solid, strong, more classically built. He had never left her wanting either.

Barbara Gordon was no whore. She was a cute little nerd that had boyfriends here and there. At the same time, given who she was, she thought she’d been with Gotham’s best.

She was wrong. So, so wrong. Aaron made any man seem tiny by comparison. He was a league of his own. She could barely wrap her head around it—he had more size and weight just hanging there than she’d thought possible. It was like he’d been carved from marble, and then… blessed with an utterly ridiculous, oversized, almost mythic endowment.

"Oh." Aaron turned to fully face her, blinking. "Hey."

His towel was on his head, drying his hair. It was like everything was in slow motion. His sexy good looks and his huge cock...

'God, it's SO much bigger than even Dick's! I-I can't believe...I mean...come on! He's hung like a horse!'

Realizing she was staring, Barbara’s eyes shot back up. “Oh—I, um, sorry!” she blurted, her voice a little higher than usual, before quickly stepping back and closing the door. She pressed her back against it, trying to steady her breath, her heart pounding as the image of him stayed burned in her mind.

'No way, no way, no way! What was that?!'

Her eyes flicked and as if being possessed, her hands came together. Dick Grayson's erection: seven inches. Her hands showed that gap. Luke Fox: five inches. Her hands shortened the gap.

Then...

Her hands trembled. Her hands widened.

Those were erections. Flaccid, Aaron went up six, seven, eight, nine...

Nine inches! Nine inches of flaccid cock! Nine inches of distance! Her hands were shaking.

'I-I think he took a cold shower too so...'

He could be bigger.

Her cheeks flushed as she stood there, the realization hitting her. Barbara Gordon AKA Batgirl had just encountered the biggest cock in Gotham City.