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Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

Sixteen years, sixteen fucking years and finally she was home at last. Back on Earth, back in Gotham. However her father was gone, her identity her own again and she sighed as she watched the morning news. Her father had set up everything perfectly. Though the mansion they'd lived in as a family had been changed to a normal four bedroom house with a rather large garden, the fences provided privacy. A gardener had kept it neat and a cleaning lady had kept the place clean for years. Yesterday she met them both, by now both were in their forties or something, but their work was great. Alana got annoyed with the newsreporters speculating on certain things instead of sticking to the story and truth given. Apocolips had been her prison for all this time. Today she should visit her father's grave, at least there was a letter which told her where to find it and there was at least one tiny problem, her wardrobe hadn't changed since the day she'd gone missing. All the clothes that fit her she currently had was the junk from that hellhole. So a shopping trip was in order, however she had no idea where to go, which shops and which to avoid. Nor was she looking forward to people staring at her. Well at least money wasn't something to worry about, however where the hell was she supposed to store that space ship of hers? Small as it was it couldn't fit in the garage. She could always rent some storage space, a few holographic transmitters could make the ship look like a big truck or something alike. There was such a facility down the street. Of course she could go through the trouble of extending the house, the garden was big enough and she really didn't have anything with a garden anyway. It would be safer she could design her own new security system and all. The bell brought her back from her thoughts to reality. She got up and walked to the door and opened it. Good morning mr... She said as she looked at him. He was a bit taller than she was and very handsome. What a cuty... Wait he looked familiar somewhat. Could it be? The guy her father worked with but then sixteen years older? What was his name again? Wait Bruce Wayne if memory served. She'd found him somewhat annoying back then, but that had mainly to do with him treating her like a kid, of course she had been, but at age ten she'd had an IQ of 185, today that number was probably higher. So him treating her like the average ignorant ten year had annoyed her to no end. Alana stood about 6ft tall, her build was lean, athletic, with a little more muscle than most man would be comfortable with on a woman. The Apocolips clothing were anything but flattering, the wide pants, the shirt, the cape with hood and boots. A bra squashed her breasts to her chest making them look small. This outfit had been made for fighting, not looking pretty. She had shoulderlength straight black hair, pale skin and dark blue, almond shaped, somewhat big eyes.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

Bruce wayne. I used to work with your father? He smiled warmly, surveying the heiress. Those clothes! As he drank the woman in carefully, the nature of her clothes came into sharp focus. They could only be the product of granny goodness... I see you might need a new wardrobe...I'll send over my fashion department to fit you. Before you say no...just think of it as my way of welcoming you to the company. The smile stuck to his face as he presented alana with a large floral arrangement and a thick stack of papers. I know you won't be in the boardroom any time too soon, but I think it would be good if you got caught up at your own pace. He carefully surveyed her every movement and breath, hoping to see what her intentions were. May I come in? He said politely, catching her eyes in his own.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

So it was him. She was about to refuse, but really if they did the whole wardrobe thing it would avoid some staring eyes. Welcoming her to the company,? Oh right, the shares. She knew nothing about business, but at least it was tech based. Technology wise she knew of things people here couldn't dream of. He smiled, looked good on him, but she wasn't used to being back on Earth yet and eyed him like a hawk, like he was about to jump her or something. Oh right. She said, so far he seemed to be no threat and other than annoying he'd never been. She looked at the flowers and the papers a bit confused for a moment. She accepted the flowers and papers, though still not entirely sure what to do with them. Sure. She said and stepped aside.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

I wanted to discuss the role you wanted to take in running your part of my company... he said carefully. I know you are only just getting on your feet so this must be the last thing on your mind, but it has to be discussed. If she was going to take an active role, then he needed her on his side. It was only good business sense. In any event, I'd also like to show you around the grounds and city, if you would let me. He gave her another winning smile, in perfect keeping with his playboy image.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

I haven't even thought of that part yet. I'll read the papers and get back to you on that later. She said. But first a new wardrobe for one, a tour did sound pretty good. The tour sounds like a good idea, as soon as I have something that doesn't look like a halloween costume to wear. She replied and what was it with the smiles. You keep smiling Bruce, but if memory serves you wouldn't know a joke if it hits you in the face. She said thinking back.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

Bruce gave an honest laugh as he eyed her clothes. Halloween isn't too far off...you know. Maybe you'd like to be my plus one to the office's fright night bash? That would look smashing next to my batman costume.... he said, completely straight faced. He did have a batman cosume after all... A lot has changed you know...for instance I can make a few jokes now, Alfred is a fantastic teacher you know.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

Considering I'm part of the board now I'll be getting my own invitation, but thanks. Alana replied. So his butler had taught him jokes, good for him. Better be careful the real Batman doesn't see you in that costume. She joked. But what made you decide to be such a playboy and bed every available woman in Gotham, business too boring? She said, trying to get under his skin, seeing what it would do. Also there was something else, something she couldn't quite place.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

A strong confidant smile spread across his handsome face. And what makes you so sure that that was my doing? I can't help it if women love how I do things, can I? He was obvously teasing to take attention away from his bedhopping ways. Besides, no body got hurt right?
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

Or at least that's what you want people to think. Hey if you like that so much, just don't get AIDS or something. Alana replied, he was teasing her back either he wasn't sleeping around or he liked to mess with her head. She heard the bell again and opened the door....
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

The door burst open and bustled with people, most of them women. All due respect mister Wayne, but you aren't needed here. Women need their privacy. A very bossy black haired woman snapped as she began taking measurements with out even asking. Trust me Alana, honey...when I get done with you....bruce, and any other man who sees you, will be your happy bitch. She smirked, not really meaning what she said. Mister wayne....leave! Bruce knew better than to get in the way of his head designer when she was on a roll and beat a hasty retreat.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

She was a bit overwealmed, but none of them appeared to be threatening. The way she talked to Bruce, she liked the woman already. Now that's music to my ears. Alana said. Bruce left after all his clothes were at her discretion too. She just allowed them to take measurements, however had to tell them her current bra was designed to make her breasts look small. Oh well after they'd gotten their measurements and asked a bunch of questions it would be waiting until the clothes were done. Though with a group this big it couldn't take all that long.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

Please strip down, I can only do so much with math alone... the woman said very sharply, already taking Alana's clothes off. You may be the most perfect example of what a woman should be...curvy and feminine. What is with all the boyish waifs? I might as well be making kids clothes.... the woman ranted to nobody in particular. Meanwhile... Hmmmm....agent or escapee? He pondered quietly to himself as he waited in his grossly overpriced porshe. He knew that the manhunter scanned her mind and found her without ill intent, but he could not shake the feeling that there was something strange about this woman.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

Apocolips isn't known for its fashion. Alana replied. It had been all over the news. She said and took her clothes off all but her underwear. She was lucky that her cock only big when erect and at least the people on Apocolips wore unisex underwear. As long as the woman wouldn't poke her nose too close to her crotch she wouldn't figure it out. She stripped down to her underwear, but she didn't like it much.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

No...I suppose not. The woman said curtly. She examined alana's body closely. She was indeed a perfect case of womanhood. They also make very poor bras... she scowled as he moved on to the womans breasts, feeling them gently as she measured again. Simply marvelous...pert and perfect. She pinched her subjects nipple as punctuation. I can do so much with your body... she swooned as she drew furiously on her sketch pad.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

If you think that's bad, never try the food. Alana joked. Well shame was something she had lost a long time ago so the fact that she was almost naked there didn't bother her. But then she had to start touching them, which was bad. If anything was sensitive on her it was her breasts. She tried to remain calm, but unfortunately her body didn't want to listen too much. It only got worse when this woman pinched her nipples. Womanhood, well not entirely. The problem with this treatment was that it was arousing her and though not all that much yet her cock had begun to grow hard and become more visible. Though she hoped this woman was done with her breasts she could calm down again.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

Honey...you should see what those skinny bitches eat...crack and cu-cum-ber she snorted, over pronouncing the cum in cucumber.anything you could give must taste better than that... The fashion designer slipped around to alana's back and gave her backside a stiff slap and proceded to grope it. Mmmmm...finaly an ass that I can work with... she kneaded it experimentally and gave it yet another hard slap before she returned to her pad and drew even more drafts.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

Even that's heaven compared to what they call food there. Alana replied. First her breasts, then her ass? Damn it she was making this hard. She tried to remain calm, and though she wasn't as hard as she would have been had she just given in by now there was a bulge in her underwear she'd rather see gone. Did she do this to everyone she worked for? Do you grope everyone you design for like that? Alana asked, curious. The idea of her handling Bruce like that was funny.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

I have to feel them...there is no other way to truly know what a body needs but to feel it properly. To know how much give to sew into your pants...she smiled as she caught sight of the bulge in alana's pants. Like in your case, I can see I will need a lot of 'give'. She smirked as she redrew her sketches. And yes, before you ask, I have given mister wayne an nice hard feel...why do you think his clothes are so immaculate?
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

Good point. Alana replied and she knew she was blushing somewhat when this woman saw the bulge in her underwear. I suppose I don't know anything about designing clothes. Can I trust you to be discrete about... She asked. She didn't want it revealed that she actually had a cock. She chuckled when she mentioned giving Bruce a feel. I bet he enjoyed that.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

Discrete? About what? She asked not quite understanding what was being asked of her. Oh...you mean that? She grabbed on to the bulge and stroked it playfully.you be surprised how many ladies share your advantage...I can keep my mouth shut. Don't worry. Her eyes flited about the room and smiled up at Alana warmly. And bruce was a squirmer...he won't admit...but he loved how I 'handled' him when I measured him...
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

Alana's breath hitched in her throat when suddenly she felt a hand stroke her cock. Good, thanks. She said. By now half hard and rather horny she just hoped that that was it for the groping. She chuckled about the comment. There were apparently quite a few women who had a cock and the fact that this lady called it an advantage also suggested that she wasn't freaked out by it.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

Well...that should be it for today. She smiled as she gave the bulge a longing squeeze and started to pack up. Alright people! Deliver some fabrics to her door and let this darling lady have her space... she annouced as she looked over the stack of drawings. I'll see you again when ever you want, alana...till then ciao!
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Alana was surprised when this woman squeezed her bulge once again, this time for no supposed reason at all. It was almost as if she wanted her to jump her and fuck her brains out. By now she was pretty close to doing just that, but managed to not do that. After looking through the sketches and fabrics and calling in general ideas more then anything specific since she knew practically nothing about fashion her wardrobe was completely done within a week. It was evening, Halloween. The costume party, she wasn't sure weather she should be looking forward to it or not, but at least she had a good costume. She walked in dressed as an elf warrior. The armor design hid her lower problem well while the top was built to be sexy. The strong leather hugged her frame, but showed a bit of cleavage, just enough to make a man want to see more. Since she had more muscle then most men would like on a woman it made this particular costume look even more credible. Clay ears and some smink finished the details. If anything she was turning heads just by entering.
Thread: bend over batsy. (mera-darkened)

Bruce made a rather striking entrance to the office as he burst though a sugar pane window onto the musical stage. He was fifteen minutes late and all eyes were on him, once again living up to the playboy image he worked so hard to keep alive. Clad in a red on black variant of his armor, he strode around the stage for a moment and yanked off his cowl. Sorry I'm late folks, I had to help an old lady across the street! He laughed as he sipped some champagne.
Thread: The Step Sister (BG and Russian Vodka)

Son please, i'm begging you. Please take in Mia. She needs to go to school there and your father and I can't handle her. I know she's a brat, i'm sorry, that's out fault... but please just- oh son thank you so much, we'll pay you 500 a month for her, okay? Okay, i love you son. She'll be there in a week. Okay, bye bye. Mia couldn't believe her parents. They were sending her to a different a different college. They said because the education system was better. How dare they take her from her friends and from the college she actually wanted to go to. They should be so lucky to pay for her tuition. She knocked on her step brothers door. When he didn't answer after 3 seconds she started to bang on it. YOU BETTER FUCKING BE HERE BECAUSE I AM NOT GOING TO CARRY ALL MY BAGS! she yelled at him. Yeah, mia was a brat. Her mother spoiled her because after her father died Mia went through a depression stage. She tapped her foot as she waited impatiently. Mia was wearing a a black tank top and a matching black miniskirt and black pumps. She had brown skin, being mexican, long dark dark dark brown hair and stood at 5 foot 2 inches. She was also a c cup and fit from when she did sports.
Thread: The Step Sister (BG and Russian Vodka)

M-Mom... Simon tried to defend his reason, his apartment for that matter. But it was too much as he knew how she could drive their parents crazy. Fine, I'll take her. He gave in, then hearing the money being offered. It would certainly come in handy when it came down to paying off food for Mia. He hung up a moment later, beginning to clear out his guestroom for her. When she arrived some time later, he was in the midst of reading some of his homework when he heard the knocking on her door, followed by the yelling. He was there a moment later as he opened the door after pulling the chain off. Mia, keep it down, okay? You're not the only one here. He said, keeping his tone somewhat cold as he let her in. And you're putting it all inside on your own, if it's too much, take several walks. He told her, moving back inside. He was rather handsome, shoulderlength brown hair, almost 6'5 tall with a broad chest and shoulder section. It helped him quite a lot as he did play ice hockey for the college, being a senior there. Dressed that day in a pair of faded jeans and a black shirt, sticking to his body rather tightly, almost like it was about to burst. His skin decently tanned, making sure not to look too much like he wasn't human.
Thread: The Step Sister (BG and Russian Vodka)

Phone in hand she walked in and rolled her eyes. I already know mom is paying you 500 for me. With the rent and the food amount I eat, you'll have 200, so you are lucky she's even paying you that much. You can go get my bags. She said. They were just outside the door, but one of them was too heavy for her to pick up again. She fast, but not strong. She was smart, but not wise too. She looked at him and then stared for a second. you look older... she said. She looked away and then at the place. You never have girls here, do you? It screamed of man in the place. She wondered if he even had a girlfriend.
Thread: The Step Sister (BG and Russian Vodka)

Looking at her with the phone, he shock his head. She was still unbelievable. He could hardly remember why he had even allowed her to stay with him as he sighed. Don't come here making calculations based on prices back home. He told her calmly, almost letting his voice turn cold towards her. And you're only staying because mom begged me. He finished, moving out to get her bags. It didn't seem like much effort as he put them in the guestroom, where her bed had been put up. A simple one, the room looking almost spartan apart from a dresser and a desk. As goes for my private life, well, lets just stick to it being private. He said as he came back, sitting in his chair and picking up his book.
Thread: The Step Sister (BG and Russian Vodka)

Mia rolled her eyes at how he was acting. Whatever. She said. She watched him as he got her stuff and couldn't help but grin. She always got what she wanted. If it's so private then you wouldn't have let me move in. No man would want their step sister to move in with them when they were getting nookie. She grinned at him. Oh well, I would've thought you were a man by now, but your not. She said as she walked into where her room would be. She looked at it and shrugged. It was a college apartment for sure. She laid down on the bed and decided to tease him. Her legs hung off the bed slightly as she leaned back so her breasts showed up a bit. Want to become a man? She grinned at him.
Thread: The Step Sister (BG and Russian Vodka)

Shaking his head at her words, Simon couldn't help but put his book down as he looked down and into her room, having heard her words. Ohh, but I am a man. He replied as he stood, having had enough already by her words. Problem is, you're not used to living alone with a guy, let alone your step brother. He was calm, almost cold towards her as he moved to stand in her doorway, looking down at her. But if you're so keen on thinking I get nothing, maybe I should invite a few of my friends over so you can see just exactly who I'm sleeping regularly with? He suggested, crossing his arms over his broad chest as he looked down at her, a harsh look in his eyes.
Thread: The Step Sister (BG and Russian Vodka)

Mia rolled her eyes at him. She didn't like the way he spoke to her. It was.. It was too much like how she spoke to people. She got up and slammed the door in his face, then locked it. You are no fun. She said as she walked back to her bed. I still highly doubt that you've gotten laid in college! She yelled out with a giggle. She didn't mean it, but she knew that men didn't like being challenged like that. She loved to push people's limits.
Thread: The Step Sister (BG and Russian Vodka)

Simon saw the door slam, felt the blast of wind in his face as he sighed. Her words did sting, he felt the challenge lying in the undertone. Ohh how good she was at pushing buttons. And especially his as he let out a laugh. Mia..... Mia.... Mia.... He said calmly, stepping away from the door as he moved to get his keys. He had two for his apartment, one for the main door, the second for every other room as he moved back to the guestroom, inserting the key and turning it around before he swung it open, letting his foot inside this time. First of all, you're going to come out, and second of all, you're cooking tonight. And there's no money for take-away. He told her, keeping a calm, dominant posture towards her, wanting to show her that he wasn't going to go easy on her.
Thread: The Step Sister (BG and Russian Vodka)

Mia glared at him as he entered the room. How about you get out of this room? She said ignoring his words. Besides, what makes you think i know how to cook? She laughed a bit. In truth she did know how to cook, and she was good at it, but she never cooked unless it was for a class. It was dirty work, that's what she called it at least. Mia pulled out her book and started to read as she laid back, her legs lifted up to support the book, she didn't even think about the fact that her black panties were showing.
Thread: The Step Sister (BG and Russian Vodka)

Hearing her words and seeing her reaction, Simon shock his head. Though as he noticed her panties when her legs moved up to support the book, he fought back a gasp. Instead of doing what he probably should, he closed the door, locking it again as he moved to sit by where her feet were. His hands reaching out to softly run along the undersides of her feet, gently caressing them. What will it take to get you to do what I ask of you? To pull your load when you live with me? He asked her, acting completely like he was giving in to her.
Thread: The Step Sister (BG and Russian Vodka)

Mia raised a brow when she noticed that he locked the door, she watched him closely and didn't move. As he sat down by her she couldn't see his face anymore. THen he spoke, making her smile. He had a nice touch, she had to admit that. She giggled a bit. You really want me to help out around here? Fine, but I have one condition. She said as she closed the book, she still hadn't' moved her legs, it still hadn't' occurred to her either. Well, two now that i think about it. She said. One, i want pizza tonight, i can't make that. I'll make a dinner tomorrow if you order it. She finally moved her legs to look at his eyes. She leaned forward her cleavage showing. I wanna remember that you aren't actually aren't my blood brother. she smiled and then pulled back. SHe didn't know why she said that. it was something that just came out. In truth she'd always thought him cute, but she was his little step sister. It was gross.