Bathroom Realisations

Written in collaboration with Shadowmage

So here we are. One guy, three girls, a load of toilets and vines, and a lipstick mark on my bum.

What the fuck is going on?

Selina was just as mortified as I was. Doing backflips to the corner of the room until she was perched on a sink like her namesake.

“Why in the world did you make me do that Pamela?!” She hissed angrily at the green woman who stood there bored.

I cut in before Ivy could. “Did she make you do anything? Or are you just that horny?”

Catwoman looked at me incredibly angrily. Not knowing who I was had its perks in this situation, but I guess that also meant she’s more likely to gut me like a fish.

Selina didn’t really know what the next point of action was, Ivy looking in her right mind just being a little freaky with the guy in the stall. A fact that was making her… really hot for some reason. “If this is how you get your kicks then count me the fuck out!” Catwoman hissed before escaping how she entered, through a small window that no normal human should fit through.

Okay, now we were down to two girls.

“Seriously Ivy, tell me why you just blew me and kissed Selina like that?”

“There’s a voice in my head telling me to.” She shrugged, acting like that was a usual thing. Maybe she’s been hanging out with Harley too much.

I just scoffed at her. “Why in the world would there be a voice telling you that? What if it told you to drop your panties and rub your pussy along my face would you do-what’s happening.”

Vines once more were completely unbreakable as I was dragged over the grimy club bathroom. I was so concerned with them that I nearly missed… well, Ivy dropping her pants and panties.

My eyes widened with shock at the sight of Ivy’s naked bottom half above me. I began to speak “What the hell are you- Mmffgrphhgrgrg!!” I said, interrupted by her pussy meeting my face.

Ivy stood after at least thirty seconds of aimlessly rubbing her pussy across my face and I gasped for air desperately. My brain just as desperately trying to piece together what is actually happening. Did she seriously just do what I asked her?

I took one more deep breath before saying. “Ivy, spank your ass.”

The green redhead turned around and promptly slapped her large rear that rippled slightly from the impact of her hand.

This can’t be happening. This can’t be real, she’s got to be messing with me. How would I even be able to do this? Did I wake up in bizarro world and now I can control the mind controller? Okay, this will be the real test, if she was messing with me she couldn’t do this. “Ivy, make these vines let go of me.”

Slowly, the nearly unbreakable vines that Ivy had me wrapped. The vines that I had no way of escaping from, began to unfurl themselves from me and retreat away back into the ground. I stood up and remembered the unfortunate woman who I’d dragged into all of this. Feeling much more confident in myself I gave another order. “Ivy, let her go.”

The redhead shook her hair slightly before answering me in an exasperated voice. “Fine...” The green woman simply waved her hand at Mindy who immediately snapped back to reality. Though she seemed slightly worse for wear.

“What- What- What the hell is going on?!” The young woman screeched.”Why is Poison Ivy in the bathroom?!”

I put my hands up to try and calm the woman. “I think… I’m controlling her somehow.”

“Well of course you’re controlling me.” Ivy grumbled, crossing her arms in some form of defiance. “I don’t know which villain you are but it’s pretty clear you’re not overpowering me with your intelligence.”

“Keep quiet you villainous scum.” I barked at her, making the woman roll her eyes but keep just standing there with her pants down. “I don’t know how this is possible but you’ve earned a one way ticket to Arkham!”

She clicked her tongue at me but stayed quiet. Good. A nice lesson for this evil woman to not mess with me! …or my apparent mind control powers. Did I get bit by a radioactive Mad Hatter or something?

“You’re really just gonna send her to Arkham?” Mindy asked, slowly approaching the villainess like she was a display at a museum. “Guess you’re a better guy than I thought you were. You ain’t secretly Batman are you?”

“No.” I dryly responded. “I ain’t nothing like the fucking bat. What would you do then?”

She shrugged, considering her options. “Well, if I had control of a whole super villain, especially one as attractive as this one, I’d probably have some fun with her before whatever star I wished on ran out of juice and I lost my powers again. It’s an excuse to be as bad as you want and everyone will blame it on her when it's over.”

That’s… a very good point. Ivy had absolutely humiliated me this evening. If I sent her to Arkham she’d be out within the week without ever having learned her lesson.

“Perhaps some fun could be in order.” I chuckled, joining Mindy in checking over all the curves of the pouting Ivy. “What did you have in mind?”

She joined me in my evil smile. Ivy cringing at us from her quiet stationary spot.