Out Muscled
Comic Vore, GTS/GT, Shrinking, Unbirth
chapter 13
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Tightening the headlock she had on Harley, Catwoman snickered as she felt the tiny clown struggle helplessly in her grip. Once upon a time they had been matched in strength, but now the crafty thief doubted even Batman could match her in strength. She was overpowering Harley without breaking a sweat. All it would take is one hard squeeze and the clown’s head would pop off her shoulders like a grape. But she couldn’t do that; she was one of the good guys.
“Squirm some more Harley, I like it,” Catwoman purred as she ground Harley’s head into her large chest. Her breasts had gained as much muscle as the rest of her but retained all the cellulite she had before, turning her once pillow soft bosom into two boxing gloves of soft fat overtop iron hard muscle. Catwoman continued to crush Harley’s skull into her breast until the helpless woman started to turn blue from lack of oxygen. As soon as Catwoman let her go, she fell to her hands and knees, gasping for air as the muscular thief loomed over her with a big smirk.
“That wasn’t funny! You could have broken my neck!” Harley cried out, a few tears forming in the corner of her eyes. She rubbed her sore throat, whimpering at the pain throbbing from her poor neck. Catwoman rolled her eyes at Harley, was she really surprised to find herself on the receiving end of some pain?
“Its pretty funny from my perspective. See, I’m smiling.” Catwoman pointed to her toothy grin that when Harley saw made her tremble slightly in fear. Catwoman could be ruthless, but it seemed like she was enjoying it a lot more then normal. Harley looked towards the exit, wondering if she could make it out before the muscular woman could stop her. Catwoman noticed where Harley was looking immediately and without warning reached down and grabbed the floppy part of her hat and lifted her back up until her feet were carried off the ground.
“OW! Stop! You’re grabbing my hair! Stop it!” Harley screamed as she writhed in the air, kicking out at Catwoman’s legs, but her attacks having no effect on the brawny legs. Amused by her pathetic struggles, Catwoman let go off her only to wrap her arms around her slim body the moment her feet hit the ground. At first it looked like a loving embrace, but then Catwoman began tightening her grip around Harley and she began screaming again. Harley was once more lifted up as she was crushed into Catwoman’s broad, hard chest. Her heavy breasts pushing out around Harley’s sides, offering little cushioning for Harley. Catwoman just held her like this for a minute, letting her gasp and whimper as a simple hug nearly broke her in two. Harley’s face was inches from Catwoman’s smug face, allowing her to see every ounce of pain the clown was feeling.
“What’s wrong Harley, I heard you liked getting up close and personal with other girls. At least that’s what I heard from Poison Ivy.”
“It ain’t like that! I only love my puddin!” Harley gasped out before anther hard squeeze forced the air from her lungs. All Catwoman had to do was tense her strapping, hard body a little and Harley was plastered to her chest, unable to move an inch as her soft, frail body bent into the Catwoman’s chest. The power she had over Harley and the way her body pressed into her breasts was turning the powerful woman on. She would kill for a nice hard lay from Batman right now. He would slam into her hard abs as he fucked her on the floor, making what little softness that was in her body jiggle and then turn her over and pound her hard, round rump until even her newfound strength couldn’t hold her up. But he wasn’t here, but maybe she could make do.
“Harley, if you don’t want me breaking you in two, I suggest you pucker up and start kissing me like your life depends on it.”
“I told you! I ain’t ga…” The last part came out as a weak gurgle as Catwoman pulled Harley in even tighter. A few seconds of being squeezed caused something to snap in Harley, both figuratively and literally, as with a final pain filled gasp she leaned forward and kissed Catwoman on the lips. She tightly closed her eyes, trying not to think about how she was kissing a girl or the broken rib inside of her. She broke away after only a few seconds, whimpering, as she tasted something fishy in her mouth from kissing the cat themed anti-hero.
“No wonder Joker is always trying to knock you off, you kiss like a sissy! Here’s how grown ups kiss!” Catwoman growled as she lifted one of her arms up and grabbed the back of Harley’s head. She pulled Harley in hard, crushing their lips together in a fierce, hot kiss that Harley wanted no part of. Catwoman savagely kissed the other girl, wet sucking noises coming from her mouth as she practically tried to swallow the other girl’s mouth. As her tongue forced itself deep into her mouth, Harley tried desperately to pull away, but Catwoman held strong. As she held Harley’s head in place she continued to pull her into her wide chest with one arm wrapped around Harley’s middle. With one arm she pinned Harley against her as she raped the cute clown girl with her mouth.
Still tied up, still watching in shock, Robin could only gape as his saviour kissed his kidnaper. They had completely forgotten about him, Catwoman hadn’t even given him a second look since arriving. He knew he should speak up, demand that Catwoman help him, but watching this huge, muscular woman turn one of Gotham’s craziest female criminals into her bitch was too compelling to miss. He knew Batman would disapprove, but right now he was enjoying Catwoman molesting Harley with a big, hard erection.
“Squirm some more Harley, I like it,” Catwoman purred as she ground Harley’s head into her large chest. Her breasts had gained as much muscle as the rest of her but retained all the cellulite she had before, turning her once pillow soft bosom into two boxing gloves of soft fat overtop iron hard muscle. Catwoman continued to crush Harley’s skull into her breast until the helpless woman started to turn blue from lack of oxygen. As soon as Catwoman let her go, she fell to her hands and knees, gasping for air as the muscular thief loomed over her with a big smirk.
“That wasn’t funny! You could have broken my neck!” Harley cried out, a few tears forming in the corner of her eyes. She rubbed her sore throat, whimpering at the pain throbbing from her poor neck. Catwoman rolled her eyes at Harley, was she really surprised to find herself on the receiving end of some pain?
“Its pretty funny from my perspective. See, I’m smiling.” Catwoman pointed to her toothy grin that when Harley saw made her tremble slightly in fear. Catwoman could be ruthless, but it seemed like she was enjoying it a lot more then normal. Harley looked towards the exit, wondering if she could make it out before the muscular woman could stop her. Catwoman noticed where Harley was looking immediately and without warning reached down and grabbed the floppy part of her hat and lifted her back up until her feet were carried off the ground.
“OW! Stop! You’re grabbing my hair! Stop it!” Harley screamed as she writhed in the air, kicking out at Catwoman’s legs, but her attacks having no effect on the brawny legs. Amused by her pathetic struggles, Catwoman let go off her only to wrap her arms around her slim body the moment her feet hit the ground. At first it looked like a loving embrace, but then Catwoman began tightening her grip around Harley and she began screaming again. Harley was once more lifted up as she was crushed into Catwoman’s broad, hard chest. Her heavy breasts pushing out around Harley’s sides, offering little cushioning for Harley. Catwoman just held her like this for a minute, letting her gasp and whimper as a simple hug nearly broke her in two. Harley’s face was inches from Catwoman’s smug face, allowing her to see every ounce of pain the clown was feeling.
“What’s wrong Harley, I heard you liked getting up close and personal with other girls. At least that’s what I heard from Poison Ivy.”
“It ain’t like that! I only love my puddin!” Harley gasped out before anther hard squeeze forced the air from her lungs. All Catwoman had to do was tense her strapping, hard body a little and Harley was plastered to her chest, unable to move an inch as her soft, frail body bent into the Catwoman’s chest. The power she had over Harley and the way her body pressed into her breasts was turning the powerful woman on. She would kill for a nice hard lay from Batman right now. He would slam into her hard abs as he fucked her on the floor, making what little softness that was in her body jiggle and then turn her over and pound her hard, round rump until even her newfound strength couldn’t hold her up. But he wasn’t here, but maybe she could make do.
“Harley, if you don’t want me breaking you in two, I suggest you pucker up and start kissing me like your life depends on it.”
“I told you! I ain’t ga…” The last part came out as a weak gurgle as Catwoman pulled Harley in even tighter. A few seconds of being squeezed caused something to snap in Harley, both figuratively and literally, as with a final pain filled gasp she leaned forward and kissed Catwoman on the lips. She tightly closed her eyes, trying not to think about how she was kissing a girl or the broken rib inside of her. She broke away after only a few seconds, whimpering, as she tasted something fishy in her mouth from kissing the cat themed anti-hero.
“No wonder Joker is always trying to knock you off, you kiss like a sissy! Here’s how grown ups kiss!” Catwoman growled as she lifted one of her arms up and grabbed the back of Harley’s head. She pulled Harley in hard, crushing their lips together in a fierce, hot kiss that Harley wanted no part of. Catwoman savagely kissed the other girl, wet sucking noises coming from her mouth as she practically tried to swallow the other girl’s mouth. As her tongue forced itself deep into her mouth, Harley tried desperately to pull away, but Catwoman held strong. As she held Harley’s head in place she continued to pull her into her wide chest with one arm wrapped around Harley’s middle. With one arm she pinned Harley against her as she raped the cute clown girl with her mouth.
Still tied up, still watching in shock, Robin could only gape as his saviour kissed his kidnaper. They had completely forgotten about him, Catwoman hadn’t even given him a second look since arriving. He knew he should speak up, demand that Catwoman help him, but watching this huge, muscular woman turn one of Gotham’s craziest female criminals into her bitch was too compelling to miss. He knew Batman would disapprove, but right now he was enjoying Catwoman molesting Harley with a big, hard erection.
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