Her chest was heaving. The distance between the buildings was just on the edge of her ability to reliably long jump. The breathing deeply she could feel nervous prickling heat arcoss her scalp and down her body. Even in her bodysuit she suddenly felt a chill as the wind wiped around her. She looked at her hands, and down at her knees and thighs. She didn't have the shakes, but she could feel the tiny muscle contractions through out her body from the adrenaline.
Shifting her legs on the sealed rubber surface of the roof. She knew that reliable was different from safe. The distance she had jumped was short of safety for her. But she jumped because she knew the distance without guessing. She didn't have to guess, because she wasn't an amateur. Being a professional had kept her alive in a game that played for keeps, never got too old (even if you did), and absolutely could not give two fucks about whether every living thing on Earth was stealing like Mardi Gras or dead.
Cocking her hips to the right, she clenched the spheres of her perfect jello booty. The searing prickly dots of pain in her throbbing rosebud made her woozey. The small metal plated rattler buttplug was a tempest of electric shocks deep her ass. Involuntarily she felt her back arch as she leaned forward towards the the edge of the roof. Her own hands immediately were like vices on her abused. She moaned as her nipples rotated 3/4 turn. Suddenly her hands savagely twisted her nipples another 1/4 turn. She cried out as the electric prickling in her ass melded with the sharp dual pain accross her chest.
"Dumb cunt--" she gasped to herself out loud. "You don't run this show. Bitch Tamer says when you stop..." Bringing her feet together she locked her knees straight. Bending over at the waist, she steeled herself. She took one thumb and jammed it straight throught her suit and into her vulnerable butthole. The electric literal pain in her ass doubled as she felt a gel begin to seep out of her asshole. She shuddered as her whole body got goosebumps.
"MOVE ASS SLAVE!" thundered through her mind. The wave of anal-gasm slammed into her like a tidal wave. The slick juices from her pussy through dripped down her muscular thighes soaking her shoes. The musky sweet smell of her pussy mixed Poison Ivy's lipstick leaking from her ass was intoxicating to her. Bitch Tamer's powerful hands clamped onto her plump ass globes and seemingly turned her to face Robin who burst from a stairwell. She the trobbing pleasure of ass, pussy, & tits kept her in a haze as she felt herself be steered towards Robin faster than she knew she could move.
Her body moved like a puppet on strings. Somehow controlled by the rough manipulations of her ass cheeks. Bitch Tamer's unseen hands guided her in grappling with Robin. He really had, gotten good. Her reflexes responded without thought. Wrestling is an intimate affair. Not a knuckles out strike fest, they were locked together from the first. As her body was wrenched through the air they were chest to chest, with limbs around each other pulling tighter faster than the eye could see. She felt the dense hard muscle slam her into the roof. She felt it across the tops of her thick thighs, up her belly and through her breasts.
While proud of her curves she felt the instant discomfort of them being squeezed in between the two of them. She felt the unseen teeth of Bitch Tamer biting down on her right nipple. She felt the searing pain grunting wordless howl as she feltt another slick wave from her pussy gush.
Her eyes flicked up Robin and took him in. She didn't know how old he was. Not really. But even if he had been 10 years old the first time Bats had thrown him into the meat grinder that the Gotham underworld aspired to be on its best days, that would still keep her topside of old enough. She felt the hotflash up her spine. She didn't know her pupils had dilated.
Sweat poured out of her suit into the air. Beads of sweat trickled out from the suit over the tops of her heaving breasts. The prickly sensation of her body overheating while the wind swept over her giving a chill. Her breasts flopped out the suit. Their large natural weight made them pendulums swinging loose. Her nipples were dragged along the coarse liner and across the cold metal of the zipper. Her whole body involuntarily jerk. The small wave of convulsions swept through her heaving breasts. Her belly muscles clenching for just a moment as the heat settled into her fully roused clit.
The surprise of the sudden sensations made the prickly heat stand out more acutely. Her areolas now more sensitive than ever throbbed in time with her heartbeat. Exploding out of Robin's grappling, she ran straight for the edge of the roof and took a running jump to safety on the next rooftop over. Her tongue flicked out at Robin as she threw the grapple gun over the side of the building.
"Be seeing you soon big boy!" she shouted to Robin This was what made feel alive. As if in response she felt the Bitch Tamers unseen hands clench her ass so tightly, it was like the phantom fingertips were sinking deep into the fleshy orbs of her ass. The Bitch Tamer was never gentle, but she shivered as she felt the sensation of a possessive tongue licking from her collarbone to her ear.
She's not like other criminals. She is the damn Catwoman. On impulse she reached high in the air with both hands and slapped down hard on her bubble ass. Between her fingers she felt the stickiness from the accumulated cum and sweat on her spandex clad ass.
"Imma fucking goddess! A goddess!" she shouted as the wind seemed to pick up swirling around her. Still on her knees with her plump moneymaker facing him on the other building. Her whole body felt awash in powerful energy. "You see this ass?" She slapped both cheeks one after the other, shouting over to him. She didn't care about stealth anymore. She felt unbelievable.
"This, big- juicy- supervillian- ass- controls the fucking world!" She punctuated each word with another hard slap to her now swollen rounded buttcheeks. The self abuse pushed her over the edge. The fresh tangy aroma of her own cum adding to the cocktail of scents.
All around her, in the furious wind golden shimmering particles appeared. They swirled around her in a contracting cyclone increasing speed. In moments the cyclone compressed to the width of her body. The howling high pitch buzzing like high voltage power lines deafened her. The howling quickly spiked higher then seemed to freeze for only a moment.
The golden particles formed a column reaching down from the overcast sky. The energy of it suddenly burned a hole through the clouds. The fog and mosture were repelled from the column creating a dazzling haze of endless rainbows all around her.
In another moment she felt her whole body dry. The electric resistance in her skin and the air was gone. All at once the column of energy dropped with a physical weight. She could feel it press down onto her body. The forced pushed her hips wider pinning her legs underneath her with the weight of the energy.
Then weight started to ease away. She felt like an ocean wave was crashing around her body. But she felt without seeing the results. The golden storm of gathered entropy, motion, time, space, matter, void, and reality had forced itself into her. The energy left her vibrating in unstoppable pleasure. She orgasmed through the whole process, and now felt the satisfied afterglow from the cosmic energy.
Still on her knees, she felt her body suffused with golden power. She understood that her entire being had bonded with the elemental forces. But she had shaped it without conscious thought. Without trying, she had focused everything on her own ass.
With a thought her body began to change. She grinned wickedly.
Watching over her shoulder, she watched her sexy villianess ass pulse with a strange inner light. Then it started to grow. Guiding the changes with her new power, she couldn't stop cackling like an evil cheerleader on a teen drama.
Focusing her changes, she made it big, bigger, biggest. Then bigger. She sculpted her hips and thighs to achieve the golden ratio. Then with a snort she cut loose and pumped up her ass like a slut in heat with magic bike pump. Her thighs keeping perfect shape as her hips widened into fertility goddess proportions. She molded herself and her ideas about what she is. Time meant nothing to her now. So when she set the universe ticking forward again. She simply was and is.
The burglar with a unnaturally perfect ass. The strange lure of her curves defied conventional beauty. Water was wet. Fire is hot. Her body was mind alteringly erotic.
It's simply the bubble butt shelf of a goddess. Each buttcheek was easily the size of a perfectly formed soccer ball. The spandex suit morphed into a latex bikini top, thigh high 8 inch stilettoes, and a pair of boyshorts with the seam deep inside the valley of her now even more huge goddess booty. The buttplug still nestled deep in her ass cavern hummed with the power of the sun.
Catwoman languidly stretched. Feeling the new power within her. She knew that the power had come to her because her words and desire were pure, plus random chance when the unknown power had neared this Galaxy. None of that mattered now. Staying in position on her knees she giggled as she started the first of many changes big and small that were coming.
With no thoghts of stopping, she doubled the growth in her ass. Plumpening her perfectly formed goddess ass, it hummed with satisfaction. It was like the most muscular cheerleader but with the perfect layer of gel cushion. She suspected that it even smelled now like whatever scent was most desirable to the person in it's presence. She moaned softly with feel of reality shifting around her. All the fabric of the universe now flowed into a single point. That point was quickly pulled into her bubble butt. With a thought the universe was permanently bonded inside the velvet grip of her ass.
Her head suddenly jerked backwards being pulled by her hair. All at once she felt a cock like nothing in the universe slam straight to the depths of her ass. Her hair acting as a set of reins, forcing her aching her back to slide down on the giant cock. Impossibly, at the same time giant hands rained down a spanking like never before, those same hands clutched her reality encompassing ass globes. With each hairpulling, ass cheek spanking, butthole taming cock slam she felt the pain and pleasure sink deep into her.
"YOUR ASS IS MINE FOREVER! OBEY!" Dazed but grinning deliriously she knew what to do. She was was property of Bitch Tamer. She slowly began twerking her enormous ass. Each ass globe of her universe spanning bubble butt glowed swirling pink and purple light with dots of golden energy buzzing inside. The universe pulsed with the erotic energy changing everything in reality, one ass at a time.