Big Booty Bitch Behind Bars

Diana came in through the front doors of GCPD's Precinct 5 and the whole building seized up. The clack-clack-clack of her heels snapped at the ears of everyone around her like a cracking whip, the sight of her rolling hips and jiggling, bouncing ASS dragged gazes after her like they were subs on leashes. The desk sergeant took one look at the glittering, glowing gems studded on Diana's choker, arched her back and closed her eyes as a **** rut took hold of her. Gasping and moaning as the bulge in the front of her uniform booty shorts first trebled in size and then shredded the garment off of her in favour of letting her newly-expanded femme cock and swollen, overstuffed balls hang free, she felt her thoughts drifting to the newfound long-held desire to pin her wife to the bed and pump her full of babies.

Similar transformations were overtaking the rest of the station's occupants, from the officers instinctively twerking their newly-expanded asses as they swallowed up their uniform shorts to the petty criminals in the cells writhing in helpless ecstasy as they were turned into submissive quickshots by the sight of the Daughter of OlympASS. Diana's eyes settled on the only ASS in the building that seemed resistant to the idea of submitting to her own, attached to the spitting image of one of her recent acquisitions for Karen's completely necessary stable of Bad Girl ASS.

"Daaaaamn, girl," the corrupt cop crowed, spinning around to face Diana as she peered over her sunglasses at Diana's hips, "you got a big ole' ghetto booty on you!"

Wait, why had she thought of the woman hot piece of ASS as a corrupt cop? She'd done her homework on her way over, discreetly requesting a list of GCPD officers from the Watchtower's database and reviewing it for her target. For all of the reams of official, risque and outright pornographic photographs featuring the city's dubiously-titled 'protectors', this 'Steph' didn't feature in any as a cop. She'd been in plenty of other roles - from nasty streetwalking cocksucker to high-class society dame - but never once in uniform. A shame, Diana mused, those shorts really make her booty pop!

Shaking off the intrusive distracted thought, she returned her attention to the cop on the cell bunk in front of her, now absently sucking on one of the temple tips of her shades. Goddesses, Diana thought, that mouth does work! I bet she could suck a football through a straw, never mind the cum out of a femme's balls. Dispelling the thought - because, while unexpected obvious, the sheer eroticism of the woman's glossy, plush lips wasn't relevant right now - she watched her finish fellating her sunglasses and looking across the cell at Diana.

"Alright, 'Steph'," the ASSmazon princess spat, some part of her bubbling with rage at being fooled, "drop the act. Your sister squealed that you weren't a real police officer when I made her squeal."

Steph only smirked, before twisting around and dropping to her hands and knees on the bunk, thrusting her bubble butt phat white girl ASS towards Diana. "What are you talking about? I mean, I know this thing," she punctuated her remark with a quick jerk of her hips that clapped her cheeks together loudly, "is so fine it's a crime, but did Jane really say I wasn't really a cop? She's just letting all that jealousy get to her, babe."

The flicker of anger inside Diana flared and brightened into a roaring purple-gold flame at the woman's words. She couldn't believe she'd taken the word of some slutty sidepiece over that of a respected law enforcement officer! It must have been whatever dregs of their sinister, sensual power the Scissor Sisters had managed to **** past her ironclad mental defences - there was simply no other explanation. Her posture softened as she watched the kneeling officer slowly swing her rump back and forth.

"Apologies," Diana sighed, chastened, "I shouldn't have taken her at her word."

"Don't worry, babe," Steph cooed, getting up onto her knees again, "Jealous Janey doesn't know what she's talking about. I'm a cop, and a damn good one at that. You can trust me. I'm sure that now we've cleared up this little misunderstanding we can talk business. You can trust me." She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her uniform shorts and eased them down. "I'm a cop, after all, and cops are trustworthy. Just tell me what you're here for and I'm sure we can work something out. You've just gotta trust me..."

Diana nodded along with Steph's words. This was a little suspicious, but perfectly fine, so there wasn't any compelling reason not to trust her. "I'm here for that gorgeous ASS," she informed the other woman without preamble. "My super-hung baby-daddy needs a stable of phat-assed, nasty Bad Girls to drain her balls into whenever she gets horny and I'm not around, so I've been trawling Gotham for big booty bitches that fit the bill."

"And you came to me? Aww, babe," Steph cooed, sugar dripping from her tone like it was the Diva Industries patented aphrodisiac body oil that was suddenly had always been glistening on her tanned skin, "I'm touched." The cop reached back and groped her own ASS for a moment, then grinned and rolled onto her back. "Hey," she asked, dangling her ASS off the edge of the bunk and raising her knee-booted legs high, "want a sample?"

Diana probably should have said something to dissuade her from such a course, or at least asked the cop if she was quite sure what she was getting into. Instead, she dropped to her knees and fell upon the woman with the sort of **** hunger that only an ASSmazon long-absent from her sisters could muster. Giving Steph's plump, sweet pussy lips a single lick, as was tradition, Diana's tongue swirled around the rim of her pucker once, twice, three times and then - the bare minimum of foreplay demanded by Hera's divine edicts having been satisfied - plunged deep inside as Diana fastened her glossy, bee-stung lips onto Steph's ringpiece in much the same way as she had done for Selina that morning.

"Nnnng-AAAAAHH!" Steph's eyelids fluttered as a scream bubbled up from her throat near-instantly. Diana twisted her tongue inside of her asshole, stabbing half a dozen of the special nerve clusters present in every woman's anal passage in quick succession. "Omigawdess! Fuck! FUCK MY ASS!" This time, Steph's eyes rolled back as she cried out, the ancient and constantly-refined ASSmazon tongue techniques directing her to scream her pleasure without any of the careful self-control she usually prided herself on. "Sh- Sho Guh- GOOOOOOOOOOOD!" twist-prod-lick Another pattern, another command, and Steph's tongue lolled out for a moment despite her best efforts. Satisfied that her partner would be receptive, Diana seized a big, bubbly buttock in each hand and began to really eat the ASS she craved.

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"Muh- Mommyyyyy!" A neural path twitched slightly in Steph's brain, informing her of what her pose ought to be. In a flash, the corruptive cop-impersonator reached up and grabbed her own ankles, pulling them down until she was practically folded in half with her boots brushing against her uniform cap.

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"Mmmmmm-FUCKYES!" Another set of orders slotted into Steph's pleasure-softened mind, guiding her away from criminality with the sheer skill of Diana's ass-eating. Ambitions to rule Gotham from the shadows with her power melted away as the image of her new role as Karen Starr's anal toy took their place.

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"OOOOOOOOHHH!" Bigger and bigger, this time. Bigger ASS, for taking bigger cocks and bigger loads of cum from bigger balls. Stephanie Tarrant shivered and squirted so hard that it passed clean over the top of Diana's head and splashed against the bars of the cell.

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She had to be bigger.

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She had to go to The Squat Rack. She had to build her body.

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She had to build her ASS.

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She had to Obey The ASS.

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She had to- She had to...

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"Obey the ASS," Stephanie screamed, the **** of her orgasm knocking her completely insensate.

"Obey the ASS," moaned Diana, parting her lips from her prey for just long enough to reply.

"Obey the ASS," purred Selina Kyle, lining her rock-hard, leaking cock up with Diana's unsuspecting pucker.