Hal's Exotic Nursery (Now Defunct)
Outskirts of Gotham City
"Hm...so much for honor among thieves, eh?" Dr. Pamela Isley mused.
"Just trying to make a living, same as everyone else," said Catwoman as she tried to break the hold of the thick vines that held her in place. Below her was a safe she was attempting to crack before she was apprehended by one of the tenant's monstrous creations.
"I suppose I could let you off with a warning," the eco-terrorist considered aloud. "But considering all the trouble you've caused me, I'm thinking some restitution is in order."
The vines around the cat-burglar twisted, carefully slicing through her costume, exposing her body to the botanist.
"What the hell?! Do you have any idea how much it costs to maintain this suit?" Selina Kyle objected vehemently. She redoubled her efforts to escape as more and more of her skin became visible.
"Guess you should have considered that before you barged in unannounced," Ivy pointed out. "Don't worry; I won't leave you hanging for too long."
Stupid, stupid, stupid...when did I get so sloppy?! I need to get out of here before...be...fore...oh, God, what's happening...?
Catwoman felt as though the temperature in the room had risen to an uncomfortably high level. She was sweating profusely and panting as though she were out of breath. But that was nothing compared to the burning in her womanhood.
She...she poisoned me...but with what?!
The plant that was confining her slowly lowered her to the ground. Clumsily Selina tried to stand, but her legs gave out almost instantly.
"Feeling a little weak in the knees?"
In a daze Catwoman turned her head towards the sound of Pamela's voice. Her eyes refused to focus correctly on the nude, green-skinned figure standing before her.
"While you were thrashing around earlier, tiny thorns punctured your skin and injected a toxin. I call it 'Vulcan'," she elaborated. "How does it feel to be utterly engulfed in the flames of lust, pussycat?"
"Sh...shut up...g-get back!" the professional thief rebuked her captor, inching away on her bare butt while her sex leaked profusely on the floor.
Ivy walked calmly to where her prey sat and knelt down. She pulled the weakened woman close to her and kissed her, forcing her tongue inside. Selina's eyes went wide and she moaned in protest. Catwoman's cheeks began to redden as she realized she was starting to enjoy it.
No!
"Please...stop!" Catwoman whispered after breaking off the kiss.
She delicately pushed against Isley's dark-green lips with the tips of her fingers...only to have her foe stuff her third and fourth finger deep into her vagina. The sensation was magnified nearly a hundred-fold by the effects of the poison, causing Selina to collapse in a heaving, sweaty mess in Ivy's embrace.
"Aaaaw! I-Ivy...haa..w-wait!" she gasped.
"Silly kitty...we're just getting started!"
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