In Coast City, Hal Jordan stood in front of a line of men going back three whole blocks, waiting for entry into a building dominated by an enormous billboard on it's front.
Across the top was the banner "WHORES OF LIGHT", beneath which were the titanic images of six beautiful women, representing six of seven the Lantern Corps (the sole member of the Orange Lanterns being male). All sex had assumed lewd poses, and were nude (asides
from accessories such as mask or boots, etc), their "naughty bits" covered by strategic posing or glowing Lantern symbols.
In the center of the image were the Star Sapphire Carol Ferris and the Green Lantern Jillian "Cowgirl" Pearlman, locked in a passionate embrace, looking out as if they had just broken a kiss. At their feet, crawling on all fours, was Karru-Sil of the Sinestro
Corps, the very image of the "nubile savage", her expression and posture radiating feral lust. Above them hovered Bleez of the Red Lanterns, wings and legs akimbo, fondling her own breasts, the look on her face daring the viewer to fuck her. To the right,
Indigo-1, leader of the Indigo tribe, leaned on her staff as if it was a stripper's pole, and to the left the Blue Lantern Sister Sercy stood with outstretched arms and open legs.
Hal looked behind him and smirked. Every man in Coast wanted a piece of these cosmic super-hookers, but out of all of them, he didn't have to pay; Carol and Jill were among his girlfriends, and had convinced all of the Lantern super-hookers to put him on their
freebie lists.
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Damian Wayne rose to wakefulness slowly and reluctantly. Since his mother had FINALLY gotten around to marrying his father, billionaire philanthropist Bruce Wayne, and moved the two of them into Wayne Manor to live with him and his other wives, Damian had gotten
use to sleeping in. In addition, he'd been having a marvelous dream. Like most of his dreams lately it had involved pretty girls. So, when he opened his eyes to find three of them perched on the foot of his bed, it took him a moment to realize that he had
actually woken.
They were all a few years older than him, and "pretty" didn't really do them justice. One was a busty blonde in purple silk, one a lithe Asian in black leather, and the third a leggy redhead in skintoned spandex. He recognized all three as being among Batwoman's
bevy of super-hooker sidekicks; Stephanie Brown AKA Batgirl, Cassandra Cain AKA Black Bat, and Carrie Kelly AKA Catgirl.
"Happy 13th Birthday Damian" they chorused.
Still groggy from sleep, and kinda confused (not to mention aroused) Damian could only venture a "Whaa?"
"We're your birthday present," Batgirl explained.
"From your father, your mother, and her co-wives," Black Bat continued.
"For the rest of the day, we're yours to do with as you please," Catgirl finished.
They smiled at him lustily, eagerly awaiting him to enjoy his present.
(Carrie Kelly was Robin in The Dark Knight Returns, but had taken on the identity of Catgirl in its execrable sequel
The Dark Knight Strikes Back. Again, chalk it up to time travel/alternate/universes/who care)
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