Barbara shot up.
She had had such vivid dreams. Vivid,
erotic and perverted! Sure she had had
been more adventurous lately, but these were scary, in how kinky and seductive
they had been! She got up and scratched
at the bullet scar on her back. A
reminder of the time Joker had paid Barbara Gordon a house call and shot her. She thought about her dreams as she went to
get a drink from the kitchen.
The thoughts about the Joker were pertinent since Joker
had been in two of her dreams. In the
first one Batgirl had gone to arrest the Joker and Harley and it had turned
into a porn film where Batgirl tried to fuck Harley into submission, then
fucked Harley and Joker until she dominated the pair of them.
“That was weird,” Barbara said as she poured a glass of
water.
The second dream had been a teenaged Dick and Barbara as
Robin and Batgirl staking out the office of a dominatrix. While Dick had acted like a stereotypical
good boy from a 1950’s sitcom, Barbara had behaved like an eager slut and
seduced him into letting her tie him up and ride him like an erotic bucking
bronco.
The third dream was Batgirl got captured by Catwoman and
Catwoman seduced Batgirl into being her pornographic hench slut. Finally Joker had captured Nightwing and Red
Hood, and she had gone to save them, she ended up beating the Joker, then tying
him in a sex dungeon and beating him like a dominatrix, the getting into a
competition with Harley about who was the better dominatrix and she proceeded
to dominate Nighwing and Red Hood (who were already in gimp outfits) to prove
she was the better Mistress and she ended up leaving with Harley, Nightwing and
Red Hood on leashes as her pets.
“For the last week I have been having kinkier and kinkier
dreams,” Barbara smiled, “I wonder if Dick wants to help me make some of them
come true?”
*
Tim woke up with a start.
He had dreamed that he had been tied to the bed and had been sucked off
by Cassandra and Stephanie dressed in catwoman costumes. He blinked and looked around… His hands were
held to the bedposts and his feet were similarly constrained. He craned his neck and looked around. Across his belly were sleeping forms of Cassandra
Cain and Stephanie Brown, naked with their mouths on his cock.
*
Carrie Kelly snapped up in her bed as the thunder storm
shattered the silence of the night. She
looked around, and found herself looking at herself in a strange third person
view like she was in a silent horror film.
She looked as her silent film self, got out of bed. Carrie noted that this version of her was
dressed in a Robin themed catsuit. The
Robin walked down the hall. In the
distorted version of reality, she still had her 19 year old body, but
everything around her was resized to make her seem like she was a three foot
tall child. Carrie watched as she walked
down an apartment hallway to her parent’s room.
The child sized version of herself crept into the bedroom and went to
say something. Rather than words coming
out of her mouth the dream apparition had subtitles appear below her.
[Can I sleep with you?
I am scared of the thunder.]
[Yes dear, come sleep between Bat-mommy and Bat-Daddy!]
Carrie was shocked to see giant sized Bruce and Kate in
their cowls sleeping in her parent’s oversized bed. The miniaturized Robin Carrie crawled up the
bed and got in between ‘Bat-Daddy’ and Bat-Mommy’. As she settled in the blankets over the three
became invisible.
[Do you want to play with your teddy-bats dear?] the
Bruce / Bat-Daddy asked.
[Please?] Carrie read her undersized-self ask.
To Carrie’s horror and delight, Batdaddy reached in the
crotch of his batsuit and pulled out his cock while Bat-Mommy reached over and
pulled a strap-on dildo harness from her night stand. The Robin Carrie went about massaging the
cock until it was at full staff, while Kate reach between Carrie’s legs and
fingered her until her pussy was seeping wet.
Then the pair in their batsuits smiled at each other and began to push
their cock’s into the little Robin Carrie’s pussy and ass holes. Carrie watched in anticipation as the pair of
“Bat-Parents” fucked their “Robin” until she was about to scream in mind
blowing O.
*
Carrie shot up in her bed, sweat running down her body
and a familiar dampness of passion between her thighs.
“Holy Shit I have family issues. Where the fuck did that come from?” Carrie
whispered to herself.