Go looking for Batman

As much as it pained her to admit it, she needed help. If there was one person she could rely on it was Batman. It wounded her pride to have to go crawling to him for help but she had ****. Besides, it beat staying around here and waiting to be fattened even further.

She hailed a taxi and stuffed her enlarged backside into the back. The interior was a pigsty; the seats were stained with sauces and grease, wrappers littered the floor, and the driver an obese gas bag that refused to roll down the window. So Selena had to endure her driver hotboxxing the car with flatulence. She tried to take her mind off the situation by thinking about how she would explain herself to Bruce. He's bound to ask her about her sudden weight gain. Then again, everyone was fat here so it shouldn't be that shocking.

It was a lengthy drive, and the cab driver made two stops at drive thrus to pig out om fast food. She was repulsed by her driver yet couldn't resist sneaking a couple handful of fries for herself. At first it was to get the taste of the trash she ingested earlier but then she discovered how delicious these fries were. The driver hardly noticed and since they were loudly gassing up a storm, Catwoman was able to sneak a few squeaky farts in without being noticed.

Eventually, Selena arrived at her destination with fry bits and salt staining her stretched cst suit and cleavage. Her plan was to break in and wait for Bruce to return so she could talk with him but she was surprised to find......