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Subject: {ASSM} Purple Potion 16 {S Gray} (MF mc reluc preg)
Date: Tue,  5 Jun 2001 23:10:04 -0400
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Chapter Sixteen:  Batgirl

 "I feel like a prisoner," said Batgirl, staring gloomily out the window
into the night.

 "It's for the best, Alicia," said Robin.  "You know it is."

 "Yeah, right.  Just sit here on our thumbs while the world goes to hell."
She scowled.  "I'm not a child anymore, Dick.  I can take care of myself."

 While she gazed out the window, Dick took the opportunity to admire her
young body.  She definitely wasn't a child anymore, and the skimpy outfit
she was wearing only emphasized this fact.  Her breasts had grown nice and
full - not ridiculously large, like some men seemed to prefer - but
certainly large enough to attract notice.  The tight halter-top she was
wearing didn't help to conceal her breasts, nor did it conceal the smooth
flesh of her belly.  An old pair of denim shorts was all that covered her
wide hips, and his eyes trailed down her bare thighs with undisguised
appreciation.  She was in perfect shape, due to constant exercise and
activity.  He had been attracted to her from the first moment he saw her,
standing in the doorway with her blonde hair and smiling blue eyes.  A few
months away from turning twenty-one, she was everything he wanted - both in
mind and body (especially body).

 "I'm sure you can," he said.  "But it won't do any good to go out there
until Batman figures out a cure."

 She sighed.  "How long will that take?  What if he never finds a cure?"

 "He will.  Trust me, if anyone can figure it out, it's Bruce.  We've just
got to be patient."

 Alicia gazed out into the darkness.  Patience wasn't one of her strong
suits.

----------------------------------------------------

 An hour later, Batgirl was creeping across the roof of the mansion.  She
knew exactly how to avoid Batman's security devices, and had escaped like
this several times before.  Smiling triumphantly, she threw a cable out to a
waiting tree branch, and swung herself away to freedom.

----------------------------------------------------

 The convenience store was strangely deserted; usually it was open
twenty-four hours a day, but the lights were all off.  Batgirl made her way
to the pay phone and began to dial the number for the taxi service.

 A car pulled into the lot; she glanced and saw that it was the police.  The
phone kept ringing, but there was no response.  "What is this, does everyone
have off tonight?"

 A police officer got out of the car and approached her, shining his
flashlight at her.  "Hello, officer," she put on her best smile.  "I don't
suppose you could give me a lift into town?"

 "There's a curfew in effect, miss," he said.  You shouldn't be out."  His
flashlight moved up and down her body.

 "Yeah, I know...it's just that...um...my car broke down.  I was hoping to
get a ride, but I can't seem to get through to anyone..."

 "Sure, I can give you a ride.  But I'm going to have to search you for
weapons, first."

 "Weapons?"

 "Yes, ma'am.  A lot of vigilantes running around lately.  We can't be too
cautious."  He moved closer to her.  "Would you put your hands against the
wall and spread your legs, please?"

 Alicia shook her head and sighed, but did as she was told.  She felt him
move up behind her...was that his crotch pressing against her ass?  Great,
that was all she needed...some pervert policeman, copping a feel with a
young girl in distress.  At least he smelled nice...his cologne was like the
scent of roses.  She breathed in the aroma and found it delightfully
intoxicating.

 Her suspicions about the cop were confirmed when she felt his hands reach
up from behind to grab her breasts.  "I don't think you'll find any weapons
in my boobs," she smirked.

 "Sorry, ma'am.  Just following procedure."  His hands continued to work at
her breasts, vigorously rubbing them.  She had to admit that his hands felt
great; she was beginning to feel tingles of pleasure coursing through her,
and her heart was starting to beat faster.

 "All right, that's enough," she said.  She felt his hands slide down the
sides of her torso before moving forward to make circles on her belly.  What
kind of weapons search was this, anyway?  Her eyes flew open in alarm as she
began to suspect that the policeman was one of the people who had been
infected by the strange lust that was spreading through Manhattan.  Her
fears were certified as she felt his fingers begin to rub against her pussy.
His touch was making her really horny, but she forced herself to break away
from him.

 "Hold it right there, miss."  She glanced behind to see that he was
pointing his gun at her.

 "You're not going to shoot me," she said.

 "Oh yes I will, ma'am, if you don't do exactly as I say.  Get in the back
of the car."

 Alicia found herself choked with fear.  The last thing she wanted to do was
get inside his car, but she didn't trust the steely look in his eye.  She
began to believe that he really would shoot her if she didn't comply.  Her
mind raced as she moved toward the vehicle, desperately searching for a way
out of this mess.  She should have listened to Robin, and stayed back at the
mansion.

 The officer handed her a pair of handcuffs as she sat down on the seat.
"Put these on, and cuff your right hand to the bar over the driver's seat.
She fumed as she chained herself.  He was probably going to rape her or
something, and there wasn't a damned thing she could do about it, unless she
wanted to get shot.

 The policeman moved toward her with another pair of handcuffs.  "Give me
your other hand."  She extended her left hand to him, and he cuffed it to
the other side of the bar.  Both of her hands were now useless...but she
could still kick and bite if she needed to.

 He got into the car with her and smiled.  "Now just relax and enjoy this."
His hands slid up inside her shirt until he found her bare breasts.  She
could only glare at him as she felt him grope her.

 "You're a fucking pervert," she growled.  He didn't pay attention to her;
he simply kept playing with her titties, his fingers slowly rubbing at her
nipples.  Her pussy was starting to throb; as much as she hated to admit it,
she was really getting turned on by what he was doing to her.  She gasped as
she felt his hand slide down her belly; she knew where it was headed, and
she shuddered in anticipation.  Sure enough, the hand wormed its way inside
her jeans, inside her panties.  She could feel it slithering across her
pubic hair, and then the fingers found her slit.  Like little snakes, his
fingers began to slide around, rubbing and teasing her sensitive pussy lips.
She felt his eyes upon her, and met his lustful gaze.

 "I'm getting you ready for sex," he said.  She panted as she felt one of
the fingers dig inside her cunt.  "You're my prisoner now, and I'm not going
to let you go until I've planted my cock in your pussy."  The finger was
wiggling inside her now.  "You're going to love it when I fuck you," he
breathed into her ear.  A second finger joined the first, and the two of
them began to pulse in and out of her pussy.  Alicia began to writhe and
moan.  "And when you come, you'll belong to me."  He slid his fingers out of
her pussy, and brought them to her mouth.  "Open."  She opened her mouth and
sucked his fingers, tasting her own juice upon them.

 He smiled at her as he began to take off his clothes.  She just sat there
helplessly as she saw his cock emerge, solid and thick.  She was going to be
fucked by that large dick, and there was no way to avoid it.  But the more
she looked at it, the more she wanted it.  Her willpower had already been
battered by his assault on her breasts and pussy, but the sight of that
naked cock was the killing stroke.  All thoughts of escape drained out of
her, and she smiled and bit her lips at the thought of that hard, meaty
organ thrusting up into her hungry young twat.

 So she didn't bother to resist when he tugged her jeans off of her.  She
watched as her panties slid down, revealing her blonde muff to him.  He bent
down and brought his face closer and closer to her pussy.  She could have
kicked at him or something, but instead she helpfully spread her legs apart,
allowing his face to get right under her pussy.  She tossed her head back
and moaned as his tongue started lapping at her.  It was all over for her,
and she knew it.  She sighed and smiled, surrendering to the lust that was
building in her with every passing second.

 He licked her and sucked her for several minutes, until her cunt was
properly juiced up.  Then he sat directly in front of her, holding his rigid
cock up in the air.  Alicia knew that this was the moment she had been
waiting for; he was inviting her to sit upon that lovely cock and screw
herself into senselessness.  Without a second thought, she eagerly lowered
her body, maneuvering her hips until she felt the head of his penis nudging
against her opening.  Then she sank herself down, slowly impaling herself
upon his hard pole.  Her mouth opened in a silent moan as she felt it slide
up inside her, filling her cunt.  For a moment, she just sat there, savoring
the feeling of having a hot penis buried inside her.  She began to push
herself up and down, slowly fucking herself upon him.

 He smiled up at her, stroking her hips as she began to bounce a little
faster.  "That's it, baby," he said.  "I bet that feels good."  She flashed
him a smile.  "God, you're a sexy young girl."  He rubbed the smooth soft
flesh of her breasts as she fucked him.  Her hips began to wiggle a bit as
she grinded her cunt against his body, desperately trying to create the
maximum amount of clit friction.  "And you're already so wet.  Your pussy
must really be hungry."  She moaned as she thrust herself down upon his
cock, over and over again, her bouncing rhythm becoming more and more
frantic.  "You're going to come soon, aren't you?"  Up and down, up and
down; his cock speared up inside her with every bounce.  "That's it...fuck
yourself...feel my penis...oh, it's so hard...I don't think I can take much
more..."

 Alicia wished that her wrists weren't handcuffed, so that she could stroke
her own breasts as she fucked him.  But her hands were tied; all she could
do was thrust her pussy down upon that cock, that wonderful cock.  He was
right; it wouldn't be long before she came.  Her pussy was pulsing now; she
could feel her juices leaking out, coating his balls as she slid herself up
and down upon his hard dick.  She gazed down at his body, admiring his
muscular arms, his broad shoulders, his well-defined torso.  But it was the
cock she was really after; the cock, thick and full, pushing up into her
cunt, invading her body with every agonizingly wonderful movement.  She
could see him smiling at her; he knew exactly what his cock was doing to
her.  As her clit dove down again, she felt the explosion coming.  Another
thrust, another grind, another surge of his cock up into her womb, and she
felt the orgasm pouring through her mind like an avalanche, destroying
everything in its path.  She heard herself groan as her sex cream pulsed out
of her pussy, bathing his cock with creamy cum.

 Through the fog of ecstasy, she realized that his tongue had returned to
her pussy.  He was licking and sucking the sweet nectar from her tender
cunt, and she felt her excitement returning.  It was starting all over
again.

 When his cock entered her cunt again, she knew that she was a different
girl now.  She welcomed his penis with a lusty eagerness that she had never
known before; she had become a wanton slut, and the realization made her
giggle.  As he fucked his cock up into her, she knew that she would be
having lots and lots of sex from now on, and that no man would ever be able
to resist her body...not even Batman and Robin.  She would enjoy screwing
them, making them slaves to the lust that now pervaded her own mind.
Soon...very soon, they would both belong to her.

 The policeman's hot cock was churning in and out of her, sliding smoothly
into her cream-coated cunt.  She sat there and allowed herself to be fucked,
smiling as his penis did its work.  She knew it wouldn't be long before he
lost control; she wondered what it would feel like, to have his baby-making
cream spurting up into her womb.  She smiled and waited for it, relishing
every thrust into her throbbing young pussy.


to be continued...

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