A boy's first grope
Comic Vore, GTS/GT, Shrinking, Unbirth
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
sonic411
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, just make yourself at home.” Powergirl told her guest as she walked over to her cat, Stinky, to get him some food. The sight of little Batman just standing so stoic in the middle of the living room was truly a humorous sight, and even Bruce knew that, which led him to sigh as he knew he had to just accept this position he was in and follow Karen’s advice. Walking over to the couch, he quickly took a seat and sulked, his altered personality making it much easier for him to show his emotions. As soon as he spotted Powergirl turning back around at the corner of his eye though, he quickly sat up straight, wiping any distress right off his face. The well-endowed blond took a seat next to him, smiling at him for a moment before switching on the TV. Maybe the new Batman liked cartoons.
“You get a good look you little perv?” that theory however was rendered moot when the channel the TV was already had That 70s Show and a certain redhead dealing with a kid that was sneaking repeated looks at her cleavage. Batman just groaned and Powergirl decided to hit mute. “Well, too much TV is bad for you.” She tried to break the ice, but her guest just groaned again, sounding more like a kid, and leaving Powergirl to hide her smile behind her gloved hand as she now ogled him for being so adorable. She then thought, maybe the best thing for both of them was for her to get to know this new Batman better.
“Come on Batb-MAN, this can’t be that bad, can it?” she asked him. She knew plenty of ways the Caped Crusader could have been worse off, but much like his true self, a ten year old boy isn’t exactly one to talk about his feelings, as his arms crossed over his chest alone proved. However, Karen knew how to stop him from ignoring her, and triggered a fake yawn, which she quickly threw some oomph into, which was more than enough to get her big girls dancing. Batman’s keen eyes locked onto those from the first jiggle, and his slacked jaw kept Powergirl’s smile firmly in place. She locked eyes with the more youthful hero, and he sighed, figuring he might as well speak now “Well, I guess could be a lot worse, but…I just feel so…WEIRD. I mean, I’ve always been, like, so in control of…well, everything! I knew how to kick whose butt whether they were supervillain or superhero, and I’ve been in total control of anything I can think of, but now…well, I don’t feel that way. I feel less disciplined, more like…well..”
“A kid.” Powergirl finished his sentence for him, making the bat nervously rub his head. His fellow hero did fortunately get how he was feeling. Bruce felt like he was in a more alien territory than if he was standing on an alien planet in another universe. He hadn’t been kid since the night his parents died, and now, although he hadn’t forgotten that night, he still had no idea what to do now that he was in this more innocent state. Fortunately, Powergirl had a few ideas on what could be done.
“But that doesn’t need to be the end of your world, dude. Look, you’re a kid right now, and until you get fixed, there’s a ton of ways you can enjoy yourself…you do know what enjoy means, right?” she joked, and got a look from Batboy because of it. Still, he did ask her “How am I going to do that?” and while he already decided he wasn’t going to like the answer, Powergirl was set on proving him wrong.
“Gimme your hands.” She told him. Batboy rolled his eyes, but did as he was told, and as Karen touched him, even through his costume, Bruce suddenly felt a spark go through his body. He suddenly felt his hormones rising up the more him and Powergirl touched, and he suddenly bit his lip as he worried how tight his costume might soon feel. However, his eyes widened as soon as he found out how there was no point in denying that.
“This is a good start.” Powergirl smirked, but her smile widened once she placed the little, gloved, palms on top of her cleavage of her costume. The moment she let go of Batboy’s hands, he let out a squeak that just made her lose it, and as she laughed it up, he just remained stiff as a board, in more ways than one. If any other kid tried to grab these out of nowhere, odds are Karen would be rather stern, but as for this situation, well, she was curious to see where things went from here.
“You get a good look you little perv?” that theory however was rendered moot when the channel the TV was already had That 70s Show and a certain redhead dealing with a kid that was sneaking repeated looks at her cleavage. Batman just groaned and Powergirl decided to hit mute. “Well, too much TV is bad for you.” She tried to break the ice, but her guest just groaned again, sounding more like a kid, and leaving Powergirl to hide her smile behind her gloved hand as she now ogled him for being so adorable. She then thought, maybe the best thing for both of them was for her to get to know this new Batman better.
“Come on Batb-MAN, this can’t be that bad, can it?” she asked him. She knew plenty of ways the Caped Crusader could have been worse off, but much like his true self, a ten year old boy isn’t exactly one to talk about his feelings, as his arms crossed over his chest alone proved. However, Karen knew how to stop him from ignoring her, and triggered a fake yawn, which she quickly threw some oomph into, which was more than enough to get her big girls dancing. Batman’s keen eyes locked onto those from the first jiggle, and his slacked jaw kept Powergirl’s smile firmly in place. She locked eyes with the more youthful hero, and he sighed, figuring he might as well speak now “Well, I guess could be a lot worse, but…I just feel so…WEIRD. I mean, I’ve always been, like, so in control of…well, everything! I knew how to kick whose butt whether they were supervillain or superhero, and I’ve been in total control of anything I can think of, but now…well, I don’t feel that way. I feel less disciplined, more like…well..”
“A kid.” Powergirl finished his sentence for him, making the bat nervously rub his head. His fellow hero did fortunately get how he was feeling. Bruce felt like he was in a more alien territory than if he was standing on an alien planet in another universe. He hadn’t been kid since the night his parents died, and now, although he hadn’t forgotten that night, he still had no idea what to do now that he was in this more innocent state. Fortunately, Powergirl had a few ideas on what could be done.
“But that doesn’t need to be the end of your world, dude. Look, you’re a kid right now, and until you get fixed, there’s a ton of ways you can enjoy yourself…you do know what enjoy means, right?” she joked, and got a look from Batboy because of it. Still, he did ask her “How am I going to do that?” and while he already decided he wasn’t going to like the answer, Powergirl was set on proving him wrong.
“Gimme your hands.” She told him. Batboy rolled his eyes, but did as he was told, and as Karen touched him, even through his costume, Bruce suddenly felt a spark go through his body. He suddenly felt his hormones rising up the more him and Powergirl touched, and he suddenly bit his lip as he worried how tight his costume might soon feel. However, his eyes widened as soon as he found out how there was no point in denying that.
“This is a good start.” Powergirl smirked, but her smile widened once she placed the little, gloved, palms on top of her cleavage of her costume. The moment she let go of Batboy’s hands, he let out a squeak that just made her lose it, and as she laughed it up, he just remained stiff as a board, in more ways than one. If any other kid tried to grab these out of nowhere, odds are Karen would be rather stern, but as for this situation, well, she was curious to see where things went from here.
10 views
·
June 1
Log in to comment