This choice: What's happening with Robin? • Go Back...Chapter #10The Canary That Ate The Robin by: Newcomer   Batman had his usual frown on his face when Harley admitted that she didn't know where the gun was. Any number of villains could've stolen it, not to mention the possibility that a civilian could've stumbled upon it. Who knew how much damage that weapon would cause before the night was over, intentionally or otherwise? Shaking his head, he made a mental note to have a talk with the professor about installing better security in his lab. If a small time crook like the Sizer could break into Palmer's lab, he needed it.
"Batgirl," he spoke, using Cassandra's codename now that Harley was present, "we need to get moving. We should take Harley back to the Batcave where I can keep an eye on her."
"Oh, please do!" Harley laughed, her breasts jiggling. Cassandra stared down at her in confusion, but nodded.
"Okay, Batman. You want... in my pocket?" Batman nodded, and his sidekick gingerly picked him up, depositing him back in his earlier resting place inside of her pocket. Batman closed his eyes; this was going to be a long night, he could tell already.
"Coming through!" Harley shouted from up above him. He looked up just in time to get a face full of the jester's white ass as Cassandra, not really understanding the implications of what she was doing, put her in the same pocket that she had put her mentor in. In her mind, it would let Bruce keep an eye on Harley, as he had said, and it would also mean that she only had to protect one side of her body if she got in another fight. Unfortunately for Bruce, her good intentions meant that he'd have an even longer ride to the Batcave.
"Oh! Batman! Sorry to drop in unannounced; mind if I have a seat?" Harley's laughter became hitched as she started to wiggle her rear end in Batman's face, working his head between her cheeks. She'd laugh, moan a little, grind her ass against Bruce's face, the laugh and moan some more. Sighing into the soft flesh, knowing that the pocket was too tight for either of them to move, Bruce tried to control himself as Cassandra darted into an alleyway.
Meanwhile, atop a nearby rooftop Selena Kyle- aka Catwoman- watched all of this happen through a pair of binoculars. Chuckling to herself and putting the binoculars away, Catwoman hefted the Sizer's gun up as she planned her next actions out in her head. "Tonight is really not your night, Bruce."
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Robin's heart was beating out of his chest as the statuesque super-heroine known as the Black Canary stared at him with bedroom eyes. He pressed his legs together, trying to keep her from seeing the bulge he made in his tights, as he stammered in reply. "W-w-what did you have in mind?"
Black Canary winked at him, and slowly reached over to pick him up again; this time letting him dangle as she grabbed his cape. Giggling, she watched as he flailed in response, his boner nearly springing out of his pants now that it wasn't trapped between his legs. She sat him back down again, leaving the young boy red in the face as he stared up at her.
"What was that for?"
"I just wanted you to be honest with yourself, sweetie," Black Canary said, "not to mention me." Her finger trailed down his chest, and passed over his crotch. Robin froze as Dinah laughed again, stammering once again.
"S-sorry, I-I-I-"
"Oh, there's no need to be sorry, Robin," Black Canary said, waving off his concern. "Believe me, I wouldn't wear this get up if I didn't want to have that effect on men, and little birds like you. Sure, I say I use it as a distraction but... I do like the attention it gets me."
"Oh, I see," Robin said softly.
"And, well, I have been a little lonely ever since GA and I broke up," Black Canary admitted. "If I'm making you uncomfortable, I won't make you do anything... but I have always wondered how Ray used his powers in the bedroom, and since that little guy isn't here right now... well, you're a detective, aren't you?"
Robin froze as Black Canary, in an indirect way that was still blindingly obvious, propositioned him. He began to sweat; he was still a virgin, but having sex with a bombshell like her would be the the best way to lose his virginity. The only problem was that he was only a few inches tall... though that didn't seem to be a problem for the blond hero. "I'll, uh, think about it?" he said, his nervousness making it sound more like a question than a statement.
Chuckling, Black Canary patted her bust, leaning over so that Robin could stare down into her cleavage. "While you do that, would you like to sit somewhere softer than that coffee table? I'd let you sit on the couch, but I'm afraid you'd get lost in the cushions with all our spare change... that or I might sit on you by mistake."
That didn't sound all that bad to Robin at the moment, as his head spun at the choice he had to make. "Um, sure! I guess the closer I am, the better you can keep an eye on me, huh?"
Black Canary laughed. "That's the spirit!" She plucked Robin up once again, setting him down between her breasts. Robin stood on her soft skin, his feet sinking into her warm, fragrant flesh. With each breath she took, her cleavage pressed in around him, squeezing him softly before releasing him once again. Black Canary looked at him wryly, flashing him a smile. "Feel free to explore if you'd like. I'm going to watch some TV; if you make up your mind, just let me know."
Robin nodded, and Black Canary reached for the remote, turning to a random movie and turning the volume down so she didn't blow Robin's ears out. Though her eyes watched the screen, her attention was focused solely on the teen between her breasts. Gulping, Robin looked into the deep pit of Dinah's cleavage. He was tempted to just run in there again, remembering the way that it had squeezed his body. Letting out a small moan of indecision, Robin clambered out of the valley, turning his attention instead to the swell of one of Black Canary's breasts. She had given him permission to explore her body, so he might as well take a look around, right?
Using the soft black fabric as a hand hold, Robin managed to climb atop the fleshy mound; his entire body pressing into the soft, supple fat as he pulled himself up. Black Canary giggled at the ticklish sensation, enjoying the feeling as he clambered atop her chest. Robin stared out across the vast landscape of Black Canary's body in wonderment, eyeing the flat expanse of her stomach, her thighs, and her long, shapely legs. Though much of the woman's body was covered by her black bodysuit or her fishnet stockings, the tightness of her outfit left little to the imagination while still being decent.
"Take your time," Black Canary said, snapping Robin out of his reverie. Stepping forward, he leaped off of Dinah's breast, landing on the halfway point beneath her midriff. The landscape swelled with each breath she took, but Robin kept his balance, thankful once again for his training as he began to walk down Black Canary's belly. He wasn't sure where he was going, so he decided that her navel was a good place to start. After that... her thighs, or maybe even her crotch if she let him?
Black Canary had given up all pretenses of watching the TV at this point, her eyes locked on Robin as he walked down her torso. If he ended up going near her crotch, she was tempted to show him what a bird in the hand was REALLY worth to a woman like her. Until that happened, she'd let Robin have his fun...
Robin walked around Black Canary's navel, trying to think of his next move. He tapped his foot up and down idly, not anticipating that a sudden breath from Black Canary would knock him off balance. With a yelp, he fell down, sitting directly in Black Canary's navel. He was far too big to fit inside it, but it was the perfect size for him to sit in. Black Canary suddenly let out a laugh, and her hand landed on top of him, pressing him against her stomach. "I'm sorry!" he called out, worried that he had somehow angered the giantess. Being pressed against her stomach felt strangely nice to the boy; trapped between her warm flesh like a hug, he finally made up his mind. If Black Canary would let him, he'd help her get over Green Arrow in any way she needed.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm just a little ticklish down there," she admitted, lifting her hand up to the Robin's disappointment. Before he could stand up, he heard a rumble come from beneath Black Canary's flesh. Beneath him was her intestines, he knew, and he came to the fascinating realization that he'd probably be able to pass through those winding tunnels at his size.
"It's alright, Dinah," he called out to her, standing up sheepishly. "I've, um- I've decided!"
Black Canary's eyes widened at his statement, and she quickly picked him up by his cape again, bringing him back up to her face. "Did I hear that right?" she asked.
"Yes," Robin admitted, bashful, "I'd... like to have sex with you. If you'd have me."
Grinning, Black Canary brought the Boy Wonder to her lips, pressing him against her mouth in a kiss that left his face covered with her red lipstick. "I'm glad to hear you say that, Robin. Believe me, I'll make your first time one to remember." With that, she began to pull off Robin's clothes, carefully; starting with his shoes and working her way up. His cock sprung free from his pants, her eyes widening when she realized that it was a pretty good size for a boy his age. Next came his shirt and cape, and finally she delicately peeled away his mask, causing her to chuckle when she saw the outline her lipstick had made.
"I think I'll start us off with a little foreplay," she said, opening her mouth; her hot breath washed over Robin as her tongue snaked out, licking across his well muscled body hungrily. The sidekick moaned at the touch of her gigantic muscle, enjoying it even as Dinah lowered him further inside her maw. Saliva sloshed against his body as he straddled Black Canary's tongue, thrusting his hips against it, covering him. Dinah's eyes twinkled as she heard his moans from within.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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