Building Action

"And then I said nothing happens in Gotham and everyone-"

*Cough*

Wally made a sudden and abrupt **** sound just as he bit into the cheeseburger he ordered. "Excuse me, excuse me.. I.. Erm-Heheh..." He swiped up a napkin and dabbed at his mouth. Taking a long gulp, he continued as if his sudden interruption never happened. "Yeah, I don't see anything funny about that. They clearly weren't taking you seriously, and frankly, I am both insulted and offended that they would do such a thing to you."

"Thanks, I..." Barbara paused, "You're being sarcastic, aren't you?"

"Me!? Noo... I would never- Yeah I have too much respect for you to lie to your face like that."

"Of course.." Barbara sighed. "Yeah, next time you invite me over to Big Belly Burger... Tell me beforehand if you plan on making fun of me."

"Hey! At least I'm upfront!" Wally picked up his plastic cup and flicked the lid off. "I think you have hidden comedian potential that would make Plastic Man jealous." Wally raised the cup to his face and began wolfing down the drink.

"It's not even meant to come off as a joke, genuinely. I'm only saying things as I see them." Barbara leaned onto the table between them and toyed with a fry on her plate. "And the lack of.. Everything! Proves my point."

The speeder raised his eyebrow, "Your point being.. Nothing happens in Gotham?"

"No..." Barbara's voice took on an exhausted tone. "My point is that..." She placed a yellow gloved finger on the broad window beside them, putting emphasis on the sunfilled sky. "During the day, nothing happens in Gotham! And I dare you to prove me wrong."

*Kaboooom*

A loud crash sound erupted from outside the fast-food establishment. The two heroes had only a second to glance out the window before the following shockwave sent the glass into an exploding frenzy, sending shards crashing down on everyone who happened to be seated near the glass.

"Oh crap..." Wally covered his eyes and flinched as he flicked pieces of glass out of his red hair. "So, is there any cash attached to that dare?"

Barbara ignored his banter and stood up. "Everybody duck down! But be careful, there's glass everywhere!" She shouted to the patrons that were a mix of scared shitless and stunned silence. Her purple armor protected most of her from the many cut-inducing shards, but she found herself brushing a fair amount of glass out of her own hair. "Flash, check over the civilians. Make sure they aren't severely injured." She reached to her waistbelt and pulled out a grappling gun.

"Oh yeah sure," He ripped off his yellow boot and shoot it with lightning speed, causing a few pieces of glass to fall out. "And you go headfirst into that action. Cause I know you've been waiting all day."

A smile formed on her face right as she shot a grappling line out the broken window and whizzed off.

Jessica slumped her ass onto Sydney's bed and gazed off into space, attempting to collect her thoughts. "Sydney... Sit- Sit down next to me.." She while leaning on her knees, back hunched.

"Okay." Sydney came to rest right beside the girl.

"You know you..." Jessica looked to her side, eyes landing on the blond's bare thighs. "You gave me a scare there!" She moved her hand to Sydney's right legs and began to rub it idly. Her gaze trailed up Sydney's body, hesitating for a short moment at the girl's chest before she looked up at her friend's beautiful face. "I thought I lost you... Over something so... Stupid!" She slammed her hand down to emphasize her words, inadvertently slapping Sydney's thigh in the prosses.

"Ooh! Sorry! Sorry!" Jessica apologized while rubbing the sour spot on Sydney's leg in a soothing motion. "I just... I love you Sid! And..." Staring directly at Sydney's blank flawless face, Jessica was hit with a pang of responsibility. Her best friend is so **** in this state. With that empty look, her mind open, willing, and ready to obey. "I don't want to lose you. You're too important to me, you know that? I know you won't remember any of this, but..." The dark-haired girl leaned in and wrapped her arms around Syndey. She was hit with a wave of pleasure when her right arm made contact with the blond's breasts, but it only pushed Jessica to hug her empty-headed friend harder. "From this moment on, we're going to stick closer than ever before. I'm gonna make sure I never lose you, alright?" Jessica kept the embrace going and pulled her head back to look her in the eye. But the blond was still passively sitting upright with her head facing forward towards the empty wall.

"Sydney, look at me."

"Okay." Sydney turned her head to face the perverted girl.

Jessica looked directly into Sydney's blue eyes and licked her lips. The two of them sat inches apart... Their breath bushing against each other's skin. She could kiss her right now.. Sydney wouldn't remember. Hell, she could make her remember. She could make Sydney lust after her.

She could get Sydney to do anything.

Anything.

"I shouldn't..." Jessica whispered into Sydney's face. "I love you.. My first priority has always been to help you find yourself! And now... With your new ability... We can help you! Together... We can... We can help each other!" Jessica smiled to herself and stood up off the bed.

"Alright!" Jessica clapped her hands and bounced to her feet. Ignoring how Sydney was left looking in the position she was just at moments prior. "Obviously, we learned that we can keep commands in your cute little head! That makes it so much easier to help you!" Jessica crouched before Sydney and tilted her head to stare straight ahead. "Here's what I need you to do... When I leave your room, you're going to lie down on your bed and take a long rest. Okay?"

"Okay..." Sydney's lips moved as she spoke in her blank obedient state.

"Good girl.." Extending her index finger, Jessica placed her digit directly between Sydney's lips. She was able to slip her finger farther and farther into the blond's mouth without resistance. "Suck."

Sydney responded with the sound of light slurping on the intruding finger.

"Ohh I love this!" Jessica moaned, "You're so obediant.. So cute and pure... This isn't your fault. You're perfect."

Sydney's eyes continued to look straight through Jessica as she sucked.

"Okay, okay... I... I also want you to forget about any of those negative thoughts you had about me before." Jessica pulled her hand away, plopping her finger out from between Sydney's pillowy lips. "Okay?" She looked at her friend with a serious glare.

"Okay."

Jessica's expression softened. "I just.. I don't want to lose you, I won't lose you. I won't let it happen!" She moved in to embrace the entranced girl again. This time Sydney's large bust collided with Jessica's smaller pair; she felt an unnatural surge of arousal bounce through her as she closed in. Jessica's nipples turned rock hard and pressed into Sydney's own nips through her T-Shirt.

"You're my girl..." Jessica whispered. "Say it."

"You're my girl." Sydney obeyed with lifeless emotion. Her words passed right into Jessica's brain without the perverted girl even realizing it. With her in physical contact with Sydney's tits, the words formed themselves into an order, commanding Jessica and reinforcing in her head that she is and will always be Sydney's girl.

Jessica lulled. "Yes... I'm your girl... And..." One blink later, Jessica realized what was going on. "Wait no... I said.. You're.." Jessica's brow furrowed in confusion. "You... You whammied me with your tits!" Jessica released her embrace and stepped away. "I guess that's fine... I'm your girl after all... But.. But you're also mine! We belong to each other, remember that." Nodding to herself, Jessica took one last glance towards Sydney's tits before continuing. "Remember my commands and get a lot of rest, because I'm going to call you later."

"Okay."

"Oh my god I love you so much..." Jessica muttered and took a deep breath, extending her own chest out. "Alright, now where did you put my phone? I need to test out that picture you took.

"We're off!" Harley leaped, spun, and flipped down the chiseled marble steps of the museum. "And with this beautiful boy, we won't have ta'h worry about rent for one whole week!" She held the sparkling object of desire up in the air, allowing the sun's rays to bounce off its reflective surface.

"One week? No no, that should at least last us two tops." Ivy said with tired indifference as she followed Harley down the steps.

"Mmmawah! Mmwahh! Mmmmmmm-"

Ivy raised a brow. "You know that thing loses it's value every time it touches your lips right? I mean, I know I wouldn't buy it with all that red lipstick smothered on that."

"What?" Harley pulled her lips off the invaluable gem. "I don't see any marks!" She said after rubbing her lip marks with the back of her hand, managing only to smother it on further.

Ivy couldn't care enough to so much as sigh. Her one and only goal was to avoid taking yet another trip to Arkham's much-feared Asylum. But luckily for them, it was the middle of the day. Which while, in most cases, that would be considered the worst possible time to commit a crime of any sort. In Gotham City, it's common knowledge that nothing happens during the day. Meaning the likelihood of any bigtime heroes being on patrol at the moment would be reasonably low.

"Stop right there!" The loud sound of a police officer boomed over a megaphone. The officer in question stepped out from his cruiser and held a gun steady in his hands.

Ivy crossed her arms over her chest. "Really? Yo- You think we're just gonna stop because one police officer pointed a gun at us?"

As if on cue, three more police cruisers speed into position behind the initial officer.

"Okay, okay, now there's four of you, I can kind of respect that," Ivy admitted. "Kind of..."

Six more cars sped in, creating a barrier before the two criminals.

"Woaaaah! There's ten of you! Now that's genuinely impressive... I.. Harley!" Ivy glanced through the corner of her eye and glared at Harley, who was in the middle of giving the gem in her hands another kiss. "Stop kissing the fucking- Ughhh!" She turned her attention back towards the cops. "What- What do you want us to do? Drop the gem and surrender peacefully? Cause you do know that's not gonna happen, right? Like... Like we're not going to do that ya'know?"

"I dunno." A female voice called out. "I think that might be a good idea."

Batgirl landed gracefully on the hood of the police cruiser, with her cape draped over her. She stayed crouched for a moment before standing tall.

"Ooooh! It's Batgirl! I'm a huge fan!" Harley gushed.

"I'm not." "I'm not."

Batgirl and Ivy both responded in unison.

Ivy smirked. "Jynx, you owe me a soda." The green-skinned beauty snapped her fingers.

In a matter of seconds, the paved concrete beneath every police car began to crack in unison; before anyone had the chance to react, ten massive veiny vines expanded from beneath the piles and rubble of earth and sent every vehicle and officer swooping into the air along with Batgirl herself.

"But I don't expect you to get me one from up there," Ivy added, then turned the Harley. "Kay, let's move!"

"Shit shit shit shit!" Batgirl cussed repeated as that was all she could do while being **** air born. Ivy's attack sent her and every cop soring sky high above the cities' surface. Clouds were around eye-level, and the far off earth was foggy below them. Batgirl managed the grab onto the sides of her cape, allowing her to glide downwards at a swift yet safe pace. But the officers around Batgirl - or at this point, below Batgirl - weren't graced with the techniques the suit gifts her.

"Wally!!" Batgirl called out through her coms. "We've got ten airborne police officers pummelling towards the earth!"

"Excuse me what?"

"I don't have time to repeat myself! They're near the Gotham Musume! Or.. Above..."

"Gotham Musu- You know there's like three of them right?"

"You're fast figure it out!" She leaned her head downwards and adjusted her position so she would sore towards the ground faster. "Actually it's the Musume closest to Belly Burger, I need you to catch them cause I'm going after Ivy!"

"Sure, catch ten people that are falling towards the earth. No problem."

Batgirl used her high altitude to speed towards the fleeing criminals at an advanced rate. Gliding downwards, she altered her angle to catch a sharp turn as she spotted the two move through an alleyway. "I got you..." Batgirl narrowed her eyes and reached a hand into her belt. Gripping three Batarangs, she swiped them out of her grip, and they sored down landing right before the two escapees before exploding in a large grey cloud of smoke.

"Shit! It's a flying bat!" Harley coughed through the smoke and sputtered to a stop. She gritted her teeth, reached into her pants, and pulled out two silver pistols.

Batgirl spotted the weapons. And muttered, "Shit is right..." She spun midair and tucked her body behind the cape she was just using to glide. The sounds of Harley's bullets sored towards her and ricocheted off the bulletproof cape.

This did protect her from taking a bullet to the chest, yes. But her newfound position behind said cape had her left with nothing slowing her fall. "Please stop shooting, please stop shooting, please stop shooting!" Batgirl chanted as she fell closer to the ground.

*Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!*

"Keep shooting, keep shooting, keep shooting!" Ivy chanted.

"Ya'h don't have to tell me twice red!"

"But I didn't, I told you three times."

"Oh, okay."

At this point, it was clear to Batgirl that she would either be **** to take a bullet or splatter on the concrete. Both options would suck, with one being worse than the other.

Still hiding behind her bulletproof cape, she peeked left and spotted a billboard. "Oh shit!" She exclaimed upon being hit with an idea. With her body still covered from the onslaught of bullets, Batgirl pulled out her grappling gun and fired it towards the billboard. Her downward pummel quickly turned into a sideways one as she zoomed towards the well-placed advertisement that pulled her out of the range of Harley's bullet barrage.

"Aww, she's gone!" Harley pouted, pocketing her guns.

"Yeah, let's follow suit," Ivy said.

Batgirl wasn't allowed time to recuperate after almost falling to her ****; she took ten seconds at most to regain her breath as she rested against the billboard. And just as quick, she was back on her feet; shooting out another grapple, she used it to land on the wall of a building and backflip onto the alleyway floor.

She frowned and tapped the side of her headpiece, which switched her eye visor to a blue hue, activating the analyst mode she had installed. Well, Bruce had it installed, but she was the one that asked for it multiple times and... The specifics don't matter... Batgirl moved her attention towards the floor and spotted two sets of footprints. "Bingo," She breathed, but as she stepped forward to follow the trail, a miniature weed sprouted through a crack in the floor. One which quickly grew in size and thickness and soon had itself wrapped around her entire left leg. "The hell? I.. Ivy..." Her teeth gritted as the realization of the matter hit her hard. She continued to struggle against the growing weed, but her efforts were fruitless with the plant soon overtaking her entire body, leaving only her head free as the rest of her was wrapped in place.

"Yeah, I was planning on running away..." Ivy came from down the alley; hands behind her back, she walked with no urgency in her step. "But then I was like... Is she gonna follow us? Yeah, she's definitely gonna follow us."

"Yeah well of course," Batgirl muttered.

"Yeah, so... This is the next best thing." Ivy shrugged and raised her finger.

"You're gonna kill me?"

"What!? And deal with an angry Bats? I'll pass." She rolled her eyes, her hand hesitating for a moment. "And I don't even consider myself the killing type of girl ya'know?"

"What about those cops?" Batgirl attempted to reach her belt, but found her arms tightened to an unmoveable point.

"Look that was **** by association. M'kay? I personally wasn't responsible for those deaths! Sure I mean... I tossed them in the air, but... Gravity did the dirty work in that situation... It doesn't matter!" Ivy raised her hand again, causing the vines around Batgirl to shift and maneuver her closer towards the plant queen. "What's your opinion on kissing girls?"

"I'm straight if that's what you're asking." Batgirl gulped, she was well aware of where this conversation was heading.

"Kay, then you might want to close your eyes and imagine I'm someone sexy... Like me."

Shit

Was the last thought Batgirl had before she felt Ivy's soft red lips mash with her own, and the plush sensation surged through her, sending her vision into a black abyss.

"Mom!"

Jessica bust into her mother's office, where the woman was working dutifully on a project the school had assigned her.

"Jessica, hey dear." Her mother peered, looked up from the stack of papers she had before her. "Where have you been?"

"Ohh, I was just checking up on Sydney. You know she missed school." Jessica said, her voice a loss for breath as she found herself very excited.

"Oh my," Her mom's face drew to one of concern. The woman grew fond of Sydney over the years and began to see her as another daughter figure, so it's no surprise that she was in genuine concern upon hearing that something may be wrong with Sydney. "Is there something wrong?"

"No, no, Sydney's fine... Great actually! Things are going to be amazing!" Jessica fumbled with her pocket.

Her mother furrowed her brow. "Then why did-"

Jessica waved her mother off. "It doesn't matter, it's whatever she's fine, that's what's really importaint." She pulled her phone out of her pocket and began to tap away at the screen frantically.

"Okay, miss change subject." Jessica's mother raised her brow and smirked. "If you want to take about something else so badly, why don't we discuss your math grades."

"What?" Jessica looked up.

"I spoke with Ms. Fawn today, and it seems as though-"

"Fuck Ms. Fawn!"

"Jessica!" Her mother gasped.

"Sorry, sorry, I shouldn't have... Actually, no! I meant it!" Jessica glanced back down and tapped something on her phone.

"Excuse me?" She raised her brow and parted open her mouth, in a mix of genuine surprise at her daughter's sudden brashness.

"You should look at this!" Jessica tapped one last button on her phone screen and quickly flipped the device around to face her mother.

"No young lady you-" Her mother's stern voice and serious expression evaporated the second she glanced at what her daughter was displaying to her. And upon looking at the heavenly naked tits that were held within that phone screen, her mind melted into an obedient sludge, prime for melding.

"I? I'm what? Oh," Jessica snickered, "I think you mean, I am in charge now... Heheh... Because from now on, things are going to be changing around here. Starting with you."

Her mother only responded by dropping open her mouth, her gaze transfixed on the tits that she would do anything for.

Anything.