She jumps your bones

Zatanna slowly gets up, as if she's awakening from a coma. You start to rush towards her, but a look from Barbara freezes you. You nod at the good idea, because if Zatanna still hated sex and men you being next to her would be a catastrophe.

"Are you okay Zee?" Barbara gently asks, hovering closely and trying to see just how injured she is. Harley and Ivy are backing off, looking to leave now that they've fulfilled their end of the bargain.

"What...happened?" Zatanna asks, rubbing her head as if trying to clear out a migraine. "I remember talking to you and Shad at my manor, and then...nothing."

"Well, it seems that the witherchlorocide, or chemical W, caused your body to shutdown. This accompanied behavioral change with corrupted your ambitions, causing you to want to go out on a grand finale."

"Just like my father...So where are we now?"

"The maximum security floor at Arkham Asylum. You were pretty out of it when we first saw you. Are you sure you're okay?"

"I think so..it's just-" Zatanna pauses, like a predator who the scent of prey. She scans around the room, and upon seeing you zeroes her sight in on you. It seems like Ivy's chemicals have worked. Zatanna stays on her knees as she crawls towards you, locking eyes with you the entire time. Her gaze is captivating, and you couldn't turn away even if you wanted to. Once Zatanna gets to your feet she bows down, and starts kissing your feet of all things. She soon leaves your feet, slowly planting kisses on the way up to your crotch, where she stops. She palms your dick, and slowly starts rubbing it to full hardness, which you quickly achieve.

"Don't worry," She murmurs, though its loud enough for everyone to hear. "I won't be a teasing slut like that guard. I'll make sure you cum." And with that she pulls down your pants fast, causing your sizable dick to bob up and hit her face, even though she's seen it before through her magic hat.

Harley gasps upon seeing your dick and mutters under her breath, "I don't know if he has magic jizz but he sure has a magic dick. " Even Poison Ivy seems mildly impressed, though she's looking away and trying not to show it. Barbara, of course, has seen it before so she's not too shocked.

"God, what a perfect specimen of cock. Right ladies?" Zatanna says to the room. Realizing that Zatanna is talking to each of them, the rest give non-committal grunts. "Don't worry," Zatanna says as she strokes your cock. "They'll come around to it."

On that note, Zatanna takes your cock into her mouth, sucking with gusto as she takes you deeper and deeper. She's much more skilled than Mia, a true expert is sucking dick. Her left hand massages your balls as her right hand pumps you up and down. What truly turns you on, however, is the pure look of lust and longing in her eyes as she's looking up at you. You feel like a god with a supplicant worshipping at the altar of your cock.

It's not too long before you start producing precum, and if you aren't mistaken you're putting out more of it than ever before. The moment it hits Zatanna's tongue her eyes alight, sending her into a insatiable frenzy. She accelerates, trying to get your cock all the way down her throat. You're not expecting much, as every woman you're with tries to deep throat you and ends up failing.

Suddenly, Zatanna breaks through and ends up managing 3/4 of the way down. A full nine inches in is downright impressive and you decide to stroke her hair gently in appreciation. You also feel that some dirty talk would be appropriate, so you decide to follow your instincts.

"Such a good little witch. I should have pushed you down on your knees the moment I saw you. A nice pre-mission snack for you. You play at being a superheroine but all you want is a big fat cock. "

Zatanna's moaning tells you that you've struck gold, so you keep going as the shlicking of wet lips on dick soon fill the room. You, on the other hand, are riding high. The sheer absurdity of getting blown in front a bevy of superheroine hotties is revving you up, and for the first time since harnessing the power of the nanobots you might cum with a woman.

"Good little witch. But you know what great witches do? They deepthroat, taking the entire cock down their slutty little throats. But hey, even though I didn't get blown by a great witch, I got blown by a good one, and that's enough for me."

Your taunts succeed, and Zatanna lets out a muffled shriek of wanting and forces herself further down your dick. She grabs an ass cheek in each hand to further leverage herself down. 10 inches. 11 inches. 12 inches. She's now deepthroating you. As expected, it feels absolutely divine. You lean your head back and groan in pleasure. You look back down and Zatanna has a look of triumph in her eyes. You know in her mind that she's feeling as if she reached the summit of Mt. Everest, and now is her time to bask in her victory.

Zatanna doesn't give you a moment of respite though. Somehow, she moans something incoherent out while your dick is obscenely lodged down her throat. All of a sudden, it feels like multiple tongues are on your dick. Which should be impossible, because you can feel Zatanna's tongue where it should be, right at the intersection of your shaft and your balls. However, you feel at least four more: one teasing the tip, one at the frenulum, and two all across the length of your thick shaft.

You often thought yourself special due to the abilities afforded to you by your nanobots, but you never truly considered the impact of a superpowered partner. With them, the sky was the limit, and you hope that this is not the only sexual encounter between you and Zatanna. You need to blow her mind so much, that she can't resist coming back to you after the aphrodisiac has worn off.

All of a sudden, you start to feel a trembling in your balls. Before you know it, you're cumming. Zatanna has been slowly caressing your balls, so she can feel it coming to. Rather that keep your dick deep inside her throat, she pulls back until only your head of your penis is inside.

"God yes." You shout as the best orgasm of your life washes over you. You must have pumped at least fifteen ropes into her mouth. Not caring at all about your audience, you try to milk out a little bit more of your load to help Zatanna. By her reaction, she loves your cum, as she hums in delight with every swallow.

Smacking her lips in delight, Zatanna pulls off your dick and rises until she tiptoes up to give a tender kiss. You reciprocate, and for a couple minutes the two of you hold each other in your arms. You both decide to stop when you hear some coughing, and you blush as you pull away.

Barbara has walked up to the two of you, clearly trying to determine if your plan had worked. Had the cum that Zatanna ingested provided the nanobots to counteract the witherchlorocide? Or was your sex just a last hurrah before she passed away. Before Barbara can ask her questions, Zatanna speaks out.

"Don't worry, Batgirl, I know that I'm cured. I can feel it throughout my body. But just to allay your fears, here's a sample of my blood. "Erujoc a laiv fo ym doolb!" A small vial of blood, presumably hers, appears in her hand. Turning to Harley and Ivy, who have been wordlessly watching the entire time, Zatanna says, "Ladies. I hope that you enjoyed the show. Stay out of trouble, I'd hate to have to put you back here." You smile and reach for her hand, and she grasps yours as well, interlocking your grip. "Now," she states, "I think we have to make sure that the treatment has worked 100%. I bid you, adieu." She looks over at you and says,

"Citnamor erehwemos su ekat!"