training rooms
Anime Shrink Interactive
chapter 85
by
copier
· original author:
gunner19
One of the nicer features of Titan Tower, at least in Hawkgirl's opinion, was the high-tech training room. While not as advanced as the League's own, it was perfect for what she was planning.
Pressed tightly against the ball of the super-heroine's foot, with his head wedged snugly between her toes, Robin struggled to breath. Each step she took was careful not to crush him, but still put enough weight on his body that the pain was excruciating. Mercifully, she stopped walking, and started to talk, her voice muffled by her flesh and footwear.
"Get ready, wonder boy, by the time I'm done, you won't want to deny how you really feel about all this."
The winged alien hero started doing laps through the obstacle course, dodging projectiles and destroying walls as she went. All the while, poor little Robin was hit with what seemed like gallons of foot sweat and an uncomfortable heat from her sole. This went on for what seemed like an eternity, when the sensation of motion stopped and his shoemate was withdrawn, letting in fresh air for Robin's battered lungs. Unceremoniously, Hawkgirl dumped his tiny body into her awaiting palm.
"Ready to be honest about your feelings, or do you want another round with my other foot?" she asked teasingly, and Robin gasped out a response.
"For the...last...time...I...don't like...this...at all!"
"Fine, back in the shoe you go."
Pressed tightly against the ball of the super-heroine's foot, with his head wedged snugly between her toes, Robin struggled to breath. Each step she took was careful not to crush him, but still put enough weight on his body that the pain was excruciating. Mercifully, she stopped walking, and started to talk, her voice muffled by her flesh and footwear.
"Get ready, wonder boy, by the time I'm done, you won't want to deny how you really feel about all this."
The winged alien hero started doing laps through the obstacle course, dodging projectiles and destroying walls as she went. All the while, poor little Robin was hit with what seemed like gallons of foot sweat and an uncomfortable heat from her sole. This went on for what seemed like an eternity, when the sensation of motion stopped and his shoemate was withdrawn, letting in fresh air for Robin's battered lungs. Unceremoniously, Hawkgirl dumped his tiny body into her awaiting palm.
"Ready to be honest about your feelings, or do you want another round with my other foot?" she asked teasingly, and Robin gasped out a response.
"For the...last...time...I...don't like...this...at all!"
"Fine, back in the shoe you go."
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