The heaviest, Strongest and Most Dominate
Comic Vore, GTS/GT, Shrinking, Unbirth
chapter 17
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Catwoman placed her strong, callous hands on the back of Robin’s neck. He thought she was going to rub the back of his head in a soothing manner, but instead of getting cuddled he got carried as she grabbed hold and lifted him up so he was looking her right in the face. She held him up with ease, his feet dandling off the ground just as Harley’s did when she manhandled her. Also like Harley, Catwoman pulled her latest plaything towards her for a big, open-mouthed kiss. Only Robin wasn’t horrified or disgusted, he was the exact opposite as he tried to kiss the dominating thief back.
Trying to return Catwoman’s kiss with just as much passion and force was like Booster Gold trying to outfight Batman at hand-to-hand combat, it was impossible. Robin tried to smother her mouth with his, but her lips moved to fast, moving around as she kissed with ferocity that a lion couldn’t compare with. She sucked on his face until his lips started to hurt and then she rammed her tongue into his mouth. He tried to push his tongue against hers in a slobbery, hot union of flesh on flesh, but his tongue was trapped under hers as she moved all the way to the back of his throat. Robin gaged on her tongue, but she didn’t stop. Continuing to kiss him until he ran out of breath and had to pull away. As he gasped for air, he missed the angry look that fell across Catwoman’s face.
“Not bad, but never break the kiss until I say so or I’ll show you how a cat plays with her food,” Catwoman said dangerously as she smiled slightly so Robin could see her glimmering teeth. Still out of breath, Robin still nodded quickly, afraid to anger the muscular beauty. Robin wasn’t sure whether he was afraid of her hurting him or losing the opportunity to be this woman’s plaything but he knew for certain that he wanted to remain on her good side.
“You were better then Harley, but that feeble slut was shit so that’s not saying much. Lets hope you can impress me elsewhere.” Still holding him up by the back of his neck, Catwoman reached down Robin’s body and he was once more surprised when instead of untying him, she grabbed his pants and ripped them off. His costume was designed to withstand explosions and sharp objects, but Catwoman had ripped half of his clothes off like it was made of toilet paper. Such displays of strength got him rock hard as Catwoman clearly saw as she glanced down at his exposed, throbbing cock.
“Not bad, not bad at all,” Catwoman simply said as she eyed his manhood with eyes that had seen many different kinds of junk. Catwoman pulled him closer until his cock pressed into his spit shined abs. Robin let out a low moan as his sensitive flesh pressed against the smooth, solid stomach. Catwoman started shaking him, rubbing his cock all over her stomach. She did it so easily and without care, watching the cock leave a trail of precum along her muscles. She pulled him in closer until his chest pressed into hers and his cock became sandwiched between both their stomachs. Robin gasped and moaned with his face less then an inch from Selina’s smugly smiling mug. She could have pulled him into another kiss, but she had to speak to him and tell him exactly what she wanted and whom he was going to be with.
“I might be a whore, but I’m no ones person’s whore. I’ve got more muscles In my ass then you have in your whole body and I can crush you with any one of them. I could break you into tiny pieces and cram you up my cunt if I wanted to. I could push my ass down on top of you until you popped. I could squeeze you against my body until you snapped in two. I could do all those horrible things, but also give you the best fuck of your life with ease. I’ll let you fill my womb with your baby batter, fuck my big, strong ass until you can’t move and suck your seed right out of your balls. Or I might just do the one of those horrible things to you. Are you ready to be fucked by a women built tougher then a God Damn tank?”
“Yes!” Robin wailed as he tried to rub his cock against her stomach and finally get off. She pulled him back before he could cum and smirked, a cruel, cold smirk that made Robin feel a chill of fear. Then he was falling, landing hard on the cold, hard floor at Catwoman’s feet. She stood over him like a goddess, every muscle throbbing just as much as his cock. Pussy juices drenched her thick, bulging thighs as she stood over Robin and then slowly bent her knees.
“If you cum before I do, I’m going to crush your head between my thighs.” Robin looked down at those smooth, brawny thighs and could think of worse ways to go. Catwoman grabbed hold of his cock and continued lowering herself into a squat over his cock. Her moment caused her muscles to flex and Robin saw every inch of her tense up in anticipation as she pressed his cockhead against her cunt. From his position, Robin could see all of Catwoman, her incredible body on full display as she mounted him. As she sank down on his cock, pushing his manhood into the only part of her that wasn’t solid, Robin felt like he had finally become a man.
Trying to return Catwoman’s kiss with just as much passion and force was like Booster Gold trying to outfight Batman at hand-to-hand combat, it was impossible. Robin tried to smother her mouth with his, but her lips moved to fast, moving around as she kissed with ferocity that a lion couldn’t compare with. She sucked on his face until his lips started to hurt and then she rammed her tongue into his mouth. He tried to push his tongue against hers in a slobbery, hot union of flesh on flesh, but his tongue was trapped under hers as she moved all the way to the back of his throat. Robin gaged on her tongue, but she didn’t stop. Continuing to kiss him until he ran out of breath and had to pull away. As he gasped for air, he missed the angry look that fell across Catwoman’s face.
“Not bad, but never break the kiss until I say so or I’ll show you how a cat plays with her food,” Catwoman said dangerously as she smiled slightly so Robin could see her glimmering teeth. Still out of breath, Robin still nodded quickly, afraid to anger the muscular beauty. Robin wasn’t sure whether he was afraid of her hurting him or losing the opportunity to be this woman’s plaything but he knew for certain that he wanted to remain on her good side.
“You were better then Harley, but that feeble slut was shit so that’s not saying much. Lets hope you can impress me elsewhere.” Still holding him up by the back of his neck, Catwoman reached down Robin’s body and he was once more surprised when instead of untying him, she grabbed his pants and ripped them off. His costume was designed to withstand explosions and sharp objects, but Catwoman had ripped half of his clothes off like it was made of toilet paper. Such displays of strength got him rock hard as Catwoman clearly saw as she glanced down at his exposed, throbbing cock.
“Not bad, not bad at all,” Catwoman simply said as she eyed his manhood with eyes that had seen many different kinds of junk. Catwoman pulled him closer until his cock pressed into his spit shined abs. Robin let out a low moan as his sensitive flesh pressed against the smooth, solid stomach. Catwoman started shaking him, rubbing his cock all over her stomach. She did it so easily and without care, watching the cock leave a trail of precum along her muscles. She pulled him in closer until his chest pressed into hers and his cock became sandwiched between both their stomachs. Robin gasped and moaned with his face less then an inch from Selina’s smugly smiling mug. She could have pulled him into another kiss, but she had to speak to him and tell him exactly what she wanted and whom he was going to be with.
“I might be a whore, but I’m no ones person’s whore. I’ve got more muscles In my ass then you have in your whole body and I can crush you with any one of them. I could break you into tiny pieces and cram you up my cunt if I wanted to. I could push my ass down on top of you until you popped. I could squeeze you against my body until you snapped in two. I could do all those horrible things, but also give you the best fuck of your life with ease. I’ll let you fill my womb with your baby batter, fuck my big, strong ass until you can’t move and suck your seed right out of your balls. Or I might just do the one of those horrible things to you. Are you ready to be fucked by a women built tougher then a God Damn tank?”
“Yes!” Robin wailed as he tried to rub his cock against her stomach and finally get off. She pulled him back before he could cum and smirked, a cruel, cold smirk that made Robin feel a chill of fear. Then he was falling, landing hard on the cold, hard floor at Catwoman’s feet. She stood over him like a goddess, every muscle throbbing just as much as his cock. Pussy juices drenched her thick, bulging thighs as she stood over Robin and then slowly bent her knees.
“If you cum before I do, I’m going to crush your head between my thighs.” Robin looked down at those smooth, brawny thighs and could think of worse ways to go. Catwoman grabbed hold of his cock and continued lowering herself into a squat over his cock. Her moment caused her muscles to flex and Robin saw every inch of her tense up in anticipation as she pressed his cockhead against her cunt. From his position, Robin could see all of Catwoman, her incredible body on full display as she mounted him. As she sank down on his cock, pushing his manhood into the only part of her that wasn’t solid, Robin felt like he had finally become a man.
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