Two More Couples and people realize something very wrong is happening

It had been a few days since the first batches of candies, flowers and cards had been delivered. Tina was checking that her handy work was working…

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Tommy and Greer (Tigra and her **** pet Kitten the former villain called Catman) sat in the nice restaurant eating there meal like any couple on a date. Greer, in her completely human form, was dressed in a nice black cocktail dress with nylons and heeled boots (Elegant and practical in the foot of snow Georgetown was experiencing this February). Tommy was in a nice black suit with a black button-down shirt and a white tie. One of the bus boys had remarked how if those two became any more romantic, it would turn into a Skin-a-max soft-core porn right in that booth. What the staff and other guests didn’t even guess at was that the pair were wearing matching latex lingerie under their street clothes; tiger striped latex thongs, tiger striped latex garter belts and tiger striped latex Basques. What made the dinner entirely a porn-hub production was that both of them were wearing vibrators in their thongs, remote vibrating butt plugs, a remote vibrating Venus butterfly and remote vibrator on his penis cage. And Greer was having fun letting the phone’s blue-tooth controller program activated and adjust the vibrator’s at random.

*

The Stepford Cockoos were annoyed. They were not bothered in the slightest at their scolding from Mom and Professor Chuck, nor having their mind spiked with the memory of falling into a freezing river by Professor Chuck… They welcomed being locked away in their room until their senses returned to them, they didn’t even mind the “Horny Jail” signs posted on their door and bay window. They were vexed for one simple reason, they were still required to due classes over a remote camera feed that only went to the teacher’s lectern and were expected to participate just like they hated to do.

“So, we have been talking about Italy’s actions in Africa for a while. What else is going on at this time?” Kurt asked, “John?”

“Wasn’t the Hoover Dam finished in September of 35?” the boy in the back row asked.

“Klose,” Kurt smiled, “The Boulder Damn was dedicated by President Rosevelt, at the end of the month, and would later be renamed for former President Hoover. What else was happening that would set the world on the path to the darkness of the second world war? What can you think of Mindee?”

“Wasn’t that when the Nuremburg Rallies were?” Mindee said as she made a show of giving a lollypop a blowjob.

“Ja,” Kurt ignored the vulgar display like a proper monk, “And what two official actions were done? And what happening the United States to prompt one of them? Sarah?”

Phoebe and Celeste looked at each other and the three collectively tried to think of ways to excite their teacher. They had done the ditzy blonde bimbo play with their pigtails.

“Wasn’t that where Hitler signed the Nuremberg Racism laws?” the black girl growled.

“Ja,” Kurt said, “But they used the term Racial Hygiene to hide their vile intent. What else? Phoebe?”

“I have no idea what you are looking for Mister Wagner,” Phoebe posed for the camera feed like a slutty school girl.

Kurt ignored the girls moving their hands to the buttons of their blouse in an effort to highlight their young bodies. Kurt knew they were trying to seduce the teacher, and ignored them.

“Stuey?” Kurt moved on to another student.

“Uhm,” the boy said looking at his history book, “Wait, why is this map in August have the three bar German Flag and the map in December have the swastika flag? Is that what you are looking for? They changed the flag?”

“Ja,” Kurt said, “Among the laws passed by the special season of the Reichstag being held in Nuremberg along with the Nazi rally was a measure to change the Reich Flag from the three bar to the swastika. This was done in response to the American Judge Brodsky’s dismissal of five of the six men arrested for the July Bremen incident, partly on the grounds that the flag destroyed by the men was the party Swastika Banner and not the state flag. He also condemned the Nazi Swastika in his official deliberations prompting the German Ambassador to file a protest with the government and the Reichstag to change the flag. Now let’s look at the League of Nation’s response to the Italian Ethiopian dispute and it’s further effects.”

Mindee, Cleste and Phoebe were frustrated beyond belief… No mater what, they couldn’t get under Nightcrawler’s skin. And if they took off the uniforms that Professor Chuckie mandated, they knew that it would be another “Splash of ice water” no matter where they were.

*

Work on the “Sex World” was slow, mostly because Barbara and “Archy,” as Barbara was calling Arcade, couldn’t keep their hands off each other. So much that Barbara stopped wearing panties. Barbara was sucking the red haired man’s cock as he tried to rewrite the programing for the bots to remove the “**** Code”, he was not going very fast considering Barbara’s distraction.

*

Felicia had the night of her life, a three way with Batman and Catwoman, everyone left on their masks and took everything else off? Meow! But in the morning Batman and Catwoman were gone. And another thought had struck her, Nightwing was a Bat too, and he had the best ass out of any the hero boys. So Felicia altered her suit and made her way to Bluddhaven. As she walked into the penthouse of the hotel she put her two suitcases on the king sized bed and looked out the window. The sun was setting and soon it would be the time for the costumed characters to take to the streets. Felicia opened the hidden compartment with her catsuit and pulled out the second skin. Felicia smoothed it out and held it to her body… Soon she would put in on and slink out into the night… Soon she would find Nightwing. And with the recently installed pair of extra zippers between her legs, Blackcat would step out into the night looking for some more awesome Bat-dick.

*

Bruce scowled. Harley and Ivy were in tractions so he didn’t have to worry about them. Joker was in the ICU ward across from the ladies at Arkham so he wasn’t going to be doing much tonight. Scarecrow, Riddler, Penguin were all in lock up. That left Calendar Man and Mister Freeze on the loose, and it was Valentine’s weekend. One was obsessed with holiday themed crimes and the other was a widower with a “If I can’t be happy, everyone must be miserable” complex.

“Master Bruce,” Alfred came in holding a tray, “This was just delivered to you.”

Alfred pulled the napkin off of the tray and revealed a flyer for a museum exhibit of carved jewel cats from Central America. Bruce picked it up and looked at it. On the back was a hand written note; “Bring the wine stud.” It was of course in Selina’s handwriting, and signed with a cat face. Bruce almost smiled. Selina had a wicked sense of humor and the idea of a crime as a date would be the thing to get her feeling romantic.

“I will pick a few options and put them in the car,” Alfred noted dryly.

*

Tina looked at the woman in front of her, she was perfect, not so much good or evil, so much as chaotically useless. While it was adorable that she called herself Cupid and thought that she was following her one true love. Reality was that the Green STD Monkey was just no good for her and Tina could find a much better lover for her to devote her bow and pussy to.

“Oh Carrie, I can find you so much better and to think you are already chasing a much better man, but you just don’t realize it yet,” Tina snickered.

*

Night had fallen in Washington DC and Steve looked over the briefing papers. It turns out that what ever was happening between Greer and this Thomas Blake, she had convinced him to do what ever she asked. Steve had tried to get him to spill the beans on his cohorts in Gotham… But Blake ignored him. Greer had but to politely ask and give him a peck on the cheek and the man spilled everything he knew. Steve looked up and stopped just intime to avoid walking into the black-haired woman leaving the gym.

“Zantanna, right?” Steve asked.

“Yes, but my friends call me ‘Zee’ for short,” the woman smiled as she wiped her face with a towel.

“May I call you Zee?” Steve asked.

“I was inviting you too,” Zee smiled, “You seem flustered.”

Steve noted that she looked herself over and he had to admit, she looked very attractive in the spandex leggings and sports bra with the athletic wear company logos on them.

“Well I am a bit,” Steve said as he held up the folder.

“This Blake’s debriefing?” Zee asked, “May I?”

“Sure,” Steve handed over the papers.

“I almost think someone use a love spell on him,” Zee said, “But it is much more and much deeper than anything even Wanda or I can summon.”

“What do you think it is?” Steve asked.

“Not sure,” Zee said, “But Thomas Blake the vile Catman is gone, and Greer’s sweet pussy cat boy toy Tommy Blake has taken his place. Ouch.”

“What’s wrong?” Steve asked.

Zee had put one hand to her head as if she just got hit with something.

“Powerful magics interrupting the flow of reality,” Zee winced, “I need to lay down. Can you give me a hand?”

*

Batman landed on the roof and looked around. There as a flower next to a vent. It was black and purple leather peddles on a black chrome stem. It was exactly the sort of thing Selina loved. Batman knelt and picked up the flower.

*

Greer was bent over the kitchen island of her brownstone. She moaned like a cat in heat as her rubber gimp behind her thrust hard and fast into her sopping wet kitten box.

“Give me that Catnip baby!” Greer panted.

“Yes Mistress, right away Mistress!” Tommy mumbled from the rubber catmask.

*

Clint had a creeping sense of dread. He found the three **** dealers that had been working for AIM all laying on the ground with arrows in their hearts. They were clearly not his arrows or Green Arrow’s. Nor were they used by any of the Arrow’s brats. Most of the whack jobs that used arrows tended to be obsessed with one upping the so called “Emerald Archer.” He was concerned.

*

Selina was already hot and horny. She could feel the heat in between her legs. She was wearing a special “Date Night” catsuit, with a hidden zipper from her belly button to the small of her back and shoulder entry zippers. It’s Royal Purple was well highlighted by the black opera gloves and crotch boots. She could feel the air in the silent museum change… He was here. Selina smiled to herself. Bruce gotten and accepted her invitation.

*

Clint stalked throw the warehouse, bow at the low ready. There was a homicidal nut with a bow in here somewhere and he was going to find him. There was the unmistakable sound of a bolt whizzing throw the air. Clint looked around for where it came from. He couldn’t see where it had come from or where it had went.

*

Carrie ducked down as the bolt whizzed overhead. She looked up. The bolt had been too high to hit her even if she hadn’t ducked. She reached up and pulled the bolt out of the wall. She smiled with joy. Her beloved had sent her a flower! The bolt was a crossbow bolt with a rubber flower of pink, black, purple and green instead of the normal fletching’s. Carrie reached up and pulled it from the wall as she did her eyes glazed over and she brought the flower to her nose and smelled it…

*

Mindee was having a blast flashing the green racoon on the tree branch outside her window. They know it was the exchange student from the Doom Patrol, Garfield. The fact that a week ago she had told him the only way he would get to see her tits was as a ghost was long forgotten in her current state.

“And we lost our audience,” Mindee pouted as Garfield fell out of the tree.

*

Clint looked up at the sound of the footsteps on the metal catwalk above him… It was a redhead in a green outfit. He could see the compound bow tucked in the back scabbard and the figure was holding something in their hands. The figure came to the rail and looked down. Clint made out that it was a woman, very much a woman. She smiled and held out the thing in her hand and dropped it then blow him a kiss.

“Oh no,” Clint muttered to himself.

He realized which of the Green Arrow’s whack job dance partners this was, Cupid. Cupid, aka Carrie Cutter, was known to be a pyscho obsessed with an imaginary relationship with Green Arrow and had a hate streak for anyone trying to date “Her Man” or anyone else “Pretending to be her man.” Word was she tried to kill the Roy kid and Mia thinking that one was his illicit fling and the other was a pretender, and not his students. The redhead pranced off towards a stairwell. Clint moved in cautiously to see what she had dropped. It was a fake flower. He picked it up and examined it. Someone had take the shaft from a crossbow bolt and glued a rose to the end. Clint sniffed it and arched an eyebrow.

“Rubber?” He asked before his eyes rolled up in his head.

*

“Hay stud, bring the wine?” Selina purred as she strutted and posed with just liberated jade jaguar.

Batman didn’t say anything which was a little unusual, even for him. He stalked closer as silently as ever. He was about within striking range when his hand slipped from the front folds of his cape. What surprised Selina was that instead of shuriken, handcuffs, or some sort of gas bomb, he gloved hand held a black and purple leather rose.

“So you finally accepted this a date did you?” Selina laughed and took the flower as she put the statue down, “Oh, leather. I have a few of these in my dungeon…”

Selina put the fake flower to her nose to smell and the magic washed over her.

*

Tina smiled, two more happy couples in one go.

*

A wave of dizziness had washed over Clint as he came too, blinking his eyes. He looked over at the Red Head next to him. Carrie looked so sexy in her green rubber tank top and leggings. She was clearly was fixated on something besides his eyes… Oh yes, of course, she want to play with the bulge in the crotch of his purple rubber suit.

“You were a naughty girl,” Clint half heartedly scolded her.

“I need a spanking master,” Carrie looked up with doe eyes.

“Yes you do,” Clint said as he kept his eyes on hers.

Carrie kept looking into Clint’s eyes and didn’t see the firm hand come in hard on her bottom.

“Thank you, Master Clint,” Carrie said with a lust filled pant, “May I have another?”

*

Bruce’s vision cleared and he was looking at his feline Goddess. Selina was clad in her purple latex catsuit with the black rubber opera gloves and black rubber crotch boots. Selina licked her lips as she looked down at him.

“Eat me stud,” Selina half purred, half hissed.

Selina leaned back, putting her weight on the stone bench and pulling Bruce’s rubber hooded head between her legs. Bruce bit at the dangling pull for the zipper and pulled open the gateway to heaven.

“That’s it,” Selina said, “Get your tongue in my pussy.”

*

“What is wrong with her?” Steve asked as Diana stood up.

“Zee is tied to the flows of magic,” Diana explained, “Something is messing with the flows of magic and it is afflicting her.”

Steve looked down at the mage, it seemed like some invisible **** had punched her in the face three times, a bruise on her forehead and two black eyes.

“I was with her but no where near close enough to hit her,” Steve said.

“Yes, you are innocent. I do not suspect you of mistreating her Steve,” Diana said, “But someone has altered the flow of destiny and those actions are twisting the world and releasing a terrible backlash for the magickly attuned.”

Diana rolled up the sleave of her Disney Princess Sweatshirt and looked at the three slight bruises on her arm.

“Diana,” Steve started.

“I am fine,” Diana smiled, “But I am a child of the gods, and as such I feel the flow of magic and destiny as well. Not nearly as strongly as Zee does however.”

*

“Well Meow to you little lady,” Nightwing said from the shadow next to the elevator machine housing.

Blackcat was unfazed by her pray getting the drop on her… Her plan wasn’t a hostile fight, maybe a lot of bed room wresting.

“Well hello Hot Wings,” Felicia purred as she strutted toward the shadow, “This little kitty needs a playmate, want to join me?”

*

Selina had her rubber clad catnip tied to her bed and she wanted her cream. She crawled over Bruce’s latex gimped form and moved into a 69 position. She purred as she licked the head of his meat stick and he in turn started licking at the lips of her pussy.

*

Clint sat back in the safehouse, his crotch zipper open and Carrie’s head bobbing up and down along the length of his cock.

*

Felica was bent over and Nightwing was behind her. She was meowing as he was fucking her doggy style.

*

“Archy” gave up on trying to work on the sex bot. Instead, he and Barbara were on their sides as he was fucking her asshole.

*

Tina clapped, this would screw up those boring destinies… and so much lust!

*

Washington DC, The Justice League Hall cafeteria

“Shit,” Steve said as he hung up the old phone on the wall.

Diana watched the man known as Captain America in his Army sweat shirt and pants slump as he went back to his cup of coffee and scrambled eggs. Diana walked over to the Avenger and friend.

“What is wrong, it is not like you to swear Steve,” Diana asked trying to be empathetic.

“Well the good news is that Clint has a new girlfriend,” Steve said as he took his seat.

“A new Girlfriend?” Diana asked.

“Like Greer, one of Green Arrow’s villains, the girl calling herself Cupid, ran into Clint last night and suddenly they are causally in some twisted fetish master **** relationship and lucky for us, Clint is in control,” Steve practically growled.

“What is the bad news?” Diana was afraid to ask.

“Mister Pennyworth from the Wayne Estate called, it seems that Batman has abandoned everything and is now dedicated himself to be Catwoman’s sexual **** pet,” Steve pronounced with a visible rage.

“Fuck,” Diana spat.