Settling down for the night

With staggering legs, Barbara shook her head. She took a step back, her hand resting against her temple.

The busy street's chatter from below the rooftop she had perched on echoed through her ear, which only served to further her bout of mind trembling agitation. Her head fucking ached, and she had the urge to rub at her eyes from below the mask she had on to blink away a bothering soreness.

It felt as though she had shut off the lights and watched a movie up close for hours on end. Except, she couldn't shut the lights. It was already night. And she wasn't seated down anywhere. From the bothering ache, her legs were giving her. It seemed as though she had been standing for who knows how long.

And her eyes... Goddamn! It felt like she is just now receiving the chance to blink.

What could she have been...

The camera footage!

Reviewing the recent recording to fill the missing gaps in her memory was the last thing she remembers doing. And it's the first and most logical reasoning she could come to that would explain her sore eye problem.

Now after putting more thought into it~

Barbara had initially chosen to look over that footage to figure out what had happened back at the Starbucks. But she still can't recall what actually transpired back there.

Just as before, she remembers going into the woman's restroom and... Not much after that.

'Well... Screw it.' Barbara thought to herself.

She tapped the side of her mask, and the two white eyepieces shifted from their white glow to a light blue one.

Being a few presses away from looking over the footage a second time, Barbara hesitated. It doesn't take a genius to figure out something was off about this whole situation.

Having a memory blackout isn't something new. But for the exact same thing to happen when looking over what her suit had recorded...

Well, logically, speaking whatever had caused her to forget was caught in this recording. And it keeps forcing her to blackout.

Barbara was fully willing to dive back into it, this time with the foreknowledge to be on the lookout for anything that might trigger her to draw another blank. But perhaps now wouldn't be a good time to do that.

Especially up here on this rooftop.

Maybe if she had someone else around she would feel more comfortable going~

"Babs!"

Barbara blinked. Her glowing blue eyes shifted back to white as she looked up in the sky.

Through the sparkling gleams of moonlight, Kara came floating down.

---

"That's it." Sydney leaned forward to exist the completely free cap ride the two teenagers have received.

Jessica had exited before her blond friend and used this opportunity to leer at the view of ample downblouse down Sydney's top as she left the vehicle.

Unfortunately, Jessica's perverted side sometimes forgets that she can't afford to stare at the tits of a chick with hypnotits. So the dark-haired girl was left utterly dazed by the sight, and Sydney eventually noticed the spaced-out look on Jessica's face.

Luckily for Jessica's case, Sydney isn't the type to **** her friend's trust. She loves her BFF, despite her perverted tendencies, so she would never knowingly mess with Jessica's mind while the girl's in a hypnotic state.

It would be great for her if Jessica had the same mindset, but alas, not all people have the same morals.

"Snap out of it!" Sydney snapped her fingers with an annoyed sigh.

The tits made a command, and Jessica had to obey. So she woke up and gave off a startled blink.

"Oh shit..." Jessica shook her head and blushed. "Did I?"

"Yeah," Rolling her eyes, Sydney continued down the sidewalk that led up to her apartment. "And don't ask me to do that again."

Sydney didn't slow down to wait for Jessica, so the dark-haired teen had to rush to keep up. But Jessica didn't move too fast; she wanted to be a bit behind Sydney so she could admire her supple ass.

"Don't ask you to get us a free ride? What's wrong with free."

"No~ It's the fact that you had me use my power on some random guy. It's wrong, and you know it." Sydney took a turn and bounded up the stairs that led to her apartment complex.

Jessica paused and appreciated the bouncy view of Sydney's sizable chest jiggling from the blond's movements.

She licked her lips.

"Alright, alright." Jessica made a fake sign of remorse. "I just thought it would be fine for you to use it this once so we could save money, I mean... No one got hurt."

Reaching the top of the stairs, Sydney frowned and turned to face Jessica. "Maybe not, but I got hurt." Sydney placed a hand on her chest. "It didn't feel good. I knew it was wrong the whole time. So I'm not doing it again."

"Yeah, okay."

"I'm serious! Cause I know you, if I do it again, you're gonna keep bothering me until we end up going in freaking circles."

"I promise." Jessica placed a hand on her smaller chest, though until Sydney, she made a deliberate effort to cup her own breast. "I won't bug you about it again."

Sydney stared at Jessica for a few seconds in silence, before coming to her own silent conclusion and turning to resume her trek back to her dorm room.

"Good, cause I don't want too much attention."

"Sorry girl, but you're gonna have eyes on you no matter what you do." Is what Jessica wanted to say. But instead, she chose to stay silent and revert her eyes back to the delicious ass before her. She felt her mouth water.

God, she's such a horrible type of pervert. The one that pervs on one of the few people that puts trust in her...

But she already knows this~ And with the opportunity that she had stumbled across...

It's too late to go back.

Right?

"Alright." Sydney sighed; having made it back to her dorm room, she was all about ready to retire for the night. And chill out until it was ready to hit the sack.

She should probably shoot through some homework before tomorrow. A couple of things are due then.

Jessica, who at this point, had used every opportunity of Sydney being distracted, to observe her fantastic figure as she went through the mundane task of walking.

She made sure to appreciate the simple things like how Sydney's delicious ass sat atop the slender yet meaty legs that kept her up. Jessica had to resist the urge to wrap her arms around Sydney's toned waist and hump the blonds buttocks against her crotch.

It was fucking amazing.

Jessica knew full well that she could go through with that very fantasy. And she was tempted to stop Sydney at multiple points to do just that.

But it took a shitton of willpower to refrain from doing so. Every second, Jessica stared at Sydney's body. She wanted to take control again. Sydney walked along, not knowing that her very being belonged to the perverted girl behind her.

One word. And Sydney's on her knees.

One word. And the blond is sitting on Jessica's face..

One word. And her tongue is diving in and out of Jessica's folds...

But she can't spoil this opportunity by committing every misdeed imaginable.

At least not yet.

Jessica didn't even go through with one of her fantasies. Cause she was self-aware to know that if she did one, it would end with her abusing Sydney's mindless tranced state all night long.

"See you tomorrow."

"Huh?" Jessica blinked.

Her focus returned to reality, and Sydney was in her dorm room; in the process of shutting the door.

"I said I'll see you at school tomorr~"

"Busty Banana."

Sydney's eyes glazed over, and her lips lined flat.

"You can hear me right?"

"Yes," Sydney responded in her blank obedient voice. Her body still half-hidden behind the partly shut door. "I can hear you."

"Good." Jessica grinned. Nothing could make her feel giddier than the sound of her crush responding with such a submissively obedient drone. "Now let me in."

"Yes mistress." Sydney backed away from the door and opened it in the process.

Nevermind... That! The sound of Sydney calling her mistress. That makes her feel much giddier.

"You're such a good girl." Jessica closed the distance between herself and Sydney. And the entranced girl did nothing to obstruct her; instead, Sydney was pushed back until she was pressed against the wall.

Jessica was a little taller than the mindless blond. Her smaller rack meshed with Sydney's larger bosom. The feeling of Sydney's powerful hypnotits surged through Jessica, sending her spikes of lust. As if she needed any more of that.

She loved this. Sydney's tits held all the fucking power. And yet Jessica had Sydney wrapped around her finger by the golden locks of her hair.

Jessica leaned in and pressed her saliva covered lips against Sydney's neck. She breathed in the sent of Sydney's skin and covered the side of her neck with wet lust-filled kisses.

Each kiss left a wet squelch sound that bounced throughout the small entire of the room they were in. Jessica moaned into Sydney's skin and pressed her crotch and breasts into Sydney's body.

Every second she made contact with Sydney's tits, Jessica felt her mind buzz with multiple sensations. One being to obey. Accept, the person she should be obeying is under her control. So, in reality, she only person she should be listening to is herself. And the voices in her head are screaming for nothing but pleasure.

"Fuuuckkkk! I love this... I love you!"

Jessica reached a hand behind Sydney's back and down to her ass. She cupped the blond's supple butt meat and shook the tasty flesh before squeezing it. Just then, she pressed her wet crotch into Sydney's own and moaned loudly.

"Sydney look at me." Jessica breathed.

"Yes mistress." Sydney turned her head to slightly up at Jessica.

"You're my bitch," Jessica said, before bringing her face to Sydney's own. She licked the side of Sydney's cheek all the way up to the corner of her eye and then squeezed her ass. "Say it."

"I'm your bitch," Sydney said blankly.

"Dam straight." Jessica kissed the corner of Sydney's lip. And let her tongue slip between them into Sydney's mouth for a second before pulling away. "I need to stop before I **** you..."

Jessica stepped away, her nipples were rock hard, and her pants were completely wet. But, she had to restrain herself and not get carried away. There will be ample time to enjoy every inch of Sydney's body.

But that's not now.

"What are your plans for the rest of the night?"

"I am going to take a shower, then look over some of my homework before being to bed."

"That's awfully responsible of you." Jessica smiled. The added. "But instead, you're going to masturbate in the shower while thinking about me, do your homework, and go then sleep and have a hot dream about me. You got that?"

"Yes mistress."

"And then tomorrow. Oh... Do I have plans for tomorrow... You'll meet me outside of School. But before that, you are going to remember these commands..."

---

Kara wasn't given the full rundown of the situation. The only knowledge she had to run on was that her friend was acting unusual and...

Really...

That's it.

Sure, during their flight back to Barbara's apartment. She said something about how she needs Kara to pull off her mask the moment she spaces out. But other than that, Kara had no idea what was going on.

Now the two girls were in Barbara's decently sized apartment, with Kara situated beside her friend. Apparently, Barbara needed to review what her mask had recorded, and there's a high likelihood she'll blackout during it.

Why the woman would knowingly go into a situation that might end in on consciousness is beyond Kara's form of logic. Perhaps it's a bat-thing that she wouldn't understand. Though, isn't the bat family known for thinking things through before doing shit like this? Regardless, the Kryptonian knew enough about her cowl caped friend not to waste effort bringing up objections that would only be ignored.

"Dang it..."

"You're good?" Kara stepped forward, fully ready to remove Barbara's mask at a moment's notice.

"Huh?" Barbara parted open her lips in a bout of surprise as if she had momentarily forgotten she was in a room with a Kryptonian. "Oh yeah, I was just cringing. There were so many ways I could have handled that encounter with Poison Ivy better."

A comforting hand stroked Barbara's shoulder. "During the action, we can't all make the smartest decisions. I bet Batman messes up every~"

"Shhhh," Barbara hushed Kara and pressed something on the side of her mask to speed up the recording. "This is the moment where everything goes foggy. If I blank out on you, you know what to do."

"Mhhmm," Kara nodded. "Kill you."

"Yeah..." A brief pause later. "What!?"

Floating into the air and bringing a hand to her mouth. "I'm joking! I'm joking!" Kara chuckled with legs crossed. "It's just some dark humor~ I thought you'd like that stuff, seeing as you're a Gotham girl."

"Oh of course!" Barbara replied with her sarcastic response. "It was one of those jokes so funny I forgo... Forgot to... Laug.... Laugh....."

Kara's chuckling died down in tandem with Barbara's voice, which slowed to a sluggish stop. The Kryptonian tilted her head in silence and stared at her friend's face to see any notable signs of the blacked-out syndrome.

Her breathing was steady, and her heart rate thumped at regular intervals. But Barbara's soft red lips gradually parted away from each other as her jaw sank open. And there was a considerable lack of talkative life coming off of her.

"Babs?"

Barbara didn't respond. Unless her back hunching forward to coincide with her draped lips counted as a valid response.

Okay, that was the pose of someone who had blanked out.

Landing to her feet, Kara approached her friend and called her name. "Barbara! Are you okay?" She asked a question that was adamant from the slumped heroine's positioning.

Kara was about to remove Barbara's mask, to get her eyes away from whatever was on screen. But Barbara's response caused the Kryptonian to pause.

"Yes... I'm... Okay..." Barbara spoke in a lulled out voice that came off as tired, robotic, and very natural.

It caused Kara to shudder internally.

But she did retract her hand. "You are?" There was hesitance in her own voice as Barbara's behavior was obviously off.

The response she got was delayed, but eventually, Barbara replied with "Yesss..."

Kara frowned. "What do you see?"

"Tits," Barbara said without any form of hesitation. And the blunt response made Kara go red-faced. "Juicy... Heavenly... Supernatural tits..." Barbara smiled as if putting into words what she was witnessing gave her a surge of ecstasy. "They're amazing."

Kara blinked. She stared at her friend in a hushed shock. The way Barbara moistened and then bit her bottom lip was unsettling.

The two have been friends for years at this point, and never has Kara seen Barbara act in such a way. Not even towards any past crushes. The closest intense that could match this strikingly off behavior would be when the two briefly discussed Barbara's feelings towards Dick Grayson. But even that was a much more mellow reaction compared to the full-on lust that was on display here.

"Okay!" Kara had heard enough. What was occurring was clear. Something is messing with Barbara's head, and odds are the recording she's staring at has something to do with it.

It's impossible to make out without the use of x-ray vision. But upon using that ability, Kara was able to see a set of emerald green eyes staring ahead at the footage that was being played. Whatever was on screen had Barbara locked in some sort of spell. And there was no way for the auburn-haired girl to look away as the video had enveloped her entire vision.

Though, from the way Barbara had spoken, it doesn't seem like she wants to look away.

"I'm taking this off now." Kara reached both hands forward but was interrupted by Barbara bringing a hand up to clutch her wrist.

"No... Don't..." She smiled. "I like these... Tits.."

"You mean boobs? You never call them that... You..." That's when Kara realized she was trying to talk sense into an entranced girl. And she should instead just remove the source of the problem.

Kara shrugged off Barbara's grip, which wouldn't have been a hard thing to do in normal circumstances. But the action was even easier than it should've been since Barbara's grip was comparable to that of a toddler.

Removing the mask was an easy task. Especially since Barbara had deactivated any of the security protocols put in place back when she was in a proper state of mind.

Barbara's red hair spooled out and draped across her shoulders. And her beautiful sightly freckled face was allowed air to breathe.

Though even with the mask removed, Barbara still stared ahead, and her eyes where blatantly dilated. It was honestly off-putting to see her companion in such a deadpan state.

"Jesus Babs! What happened to you!?" Kara maneuvered herself so that she was standing right in front of Barbara. But even though the redhead was staring right into Kara. It appeared as though her glossy eyes were looking through the Kryptonian.

"I saw tits... Bouncy jigging tits..."

She was ready to shake some sense into Barbara.

Kara had her hands locked on both of her shoulders. "Wake up!" She shouted.

Right then, as if on cue. Barbara blinked a couple of times. Each blink had her eyes lose and inch of fog until eventually, she was staring back at Kara.

This time she was actually able to see her.

That dopey smile that was previously locked onto her face switched to a confused frown. "Everything alright? Did I..." Realization passed over her at that moment, and she gasped. "I blacked out again, didn't I?"

"Oh my god..." Kara breathed out a much-needed sigh of relief. When living a life of being nearly invincible, the only real ways she could feel a surge of fear is when something happens to the people she cares for. So yes, she was nearly terrified for her friend's safety.

Sure Barbara goes out every day and puts her life in danger on the regular. But that is par for the course. This whole boob chanting trance she was in, is entirely new territory. So yes, being fearful was valid, given the situation.

Kara pulled Barbara in for a hug. "You freaked me out!"

"Sorry!" Hesitating on instinct, as Barbara was used to Kara, giving unintentionally firm hugs. She asked the question that was nagger her. "What happened while I was out?" She gently pushed Kara away.

"I'm... Not sure."

"What do you mean?" Barbara asked. "Was I asleep? Or like... Speaking gibberish?"

Thinking it over, Kara brought a finger to her lip and hummed.

"A little bit of both."