Gordon. It’s specially reinforced.”Barbara looks down at herself. The bulge between her legs isn’t very visible in the jeans that she wears, but... in costume it’s another matter. Ivy had been the one to design the plant spores that caused Barbara to grow a penis, but it had been Harley’s idea. Barbara is shocked that Ivy enabled it; she might’ve been drunk.The consequences have been serious. Barbara and over a thousand other Gotham women were affected by that attack. Bruce still hasn’t figured. It was good to be Duke, that much was clear, I thought. I then inspected the smithy and the tanner’s shop, to get myself a fine armor made of leather and mail, followed by a helm, a shield of steel and wood, a long spear, a warhammer (wishing to emulate Robert Baratheon), and a sword. I was soon well-armored, but not too heavily. I wished to avoid the cumbersome plate armor preferred in the late Middle Ages, which could apparently immobilize a man. The mail and leather were enough of a burden. She pressed her hands against the headboard and forced herself down on to him so that he was fully seated in her and his balls were pressing against her anus. With that realization, his body rejoiced and he knew that he was at the edge of his control. He wouldn’t have long, which was a shame because her pussy was truly amazing and he felt all of her along his entire length. “So close,” he growled.“Not yet,” she moaned as she threw her arms out to the side and rolled her head back. She began. Upon that I was given a short black skirt and a tight white top which showed the shape of my boobs and nice cleavage since I was wearing a push up bra. He gave me a makeup kit and tied my hair into two tight high ponies. I looked like a complete sissy girl. I couldn’t believe myself. It was a dream come true. Now he told me to get up and took me in the hall and made me ramp walk for him, do a little dance steps. I could see his cock bulging in his pants and I wanted it badly. He got up and held.