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“Is that so? Well I’ll make sure to skip dinner then. Go straight for the cream filled dessert.”

“If you’re talking about bursting on my food I’m in. Definitely do it on donuts, make a better version of the glazed ones.”

“I could definitely think of a few things it could flat out replace. A cup or two of hot cum with my breakfast sounds like the start of a great day.”

She gave a quiet moan as she felt the vines against her now nude body. She opened her hands, inviting vines she could hold on to as she had her legs spread.

“Oh yea? Well how about right now you make my legs useless, then in the morning you give me a couple mouthfuls?”

“Aw, Kara! That’s so sweet. Harley never does that for me, she just drops me on my doorstep naked. Probably bitter she can’t make my legs useless like you can.”

“Really? Huh. I’ve never seen that side of her. Most of our interactions these days is her knocking me out and keeping me locked in a warehouse with her for a few days.”

“Well it keeps her from blowing up a building or something.”

“It’s fine. Harley just has to get rid of a few loads. Besides, gives me something to do while you’re in space or dealing with bald maniacs.”

“And you should give up quietly for once, but we all know that won’t happen.”

“That’s not happening. Not today.” She reached for her belt to grab a batarang.

Barbara immediately grabbed the vine with her free hand, trying to pry it off her wrist. The vine had a pretty tight grip and it was obvious she wasn’t strong enough. “I’m not afraid of you, Ivy. It’s gonna take a lot more than one vine.”

“Son of a-!” She struggled against the vines as they lifted her, jerking her arms and kicking her legs so that they’d lose their grip. “You know damn well I’m not giving up that easily. One way or another, I’m taking you to Arkham.”

Barbara tried to move her face away from Ivy, still fighting against the vines. She knew nothing good would come out of Ivy getting that close. “I-Ivy, no-!” When the pollen hit her face, she felt herself begin to lose control. Her struggles weakened with every second.

Eventually she stopped struggling all together. Her mind kept fighting desperately, but her body betrayed her. It let the vines position her however Ivy wished. “Please, s-stop...” It was obvious she forced herself to say it. She could barely keep fighting her urges.

“I...!” She tried to get in one last remark, the pollen beat her to it. Soon enough, her mind was completely under Ivy’s control. “...I’m sorry, Miss Ivy.”

Looks like Barbara picked a bad day to try and apprehend Ivy. Hopefully Ivy’s doesn’t use the thick incubator vines this time.

Ivy breed her challenge.

“Don’t sneak up on me like that!”