"Okay, but it comes off when I tell you," the blonde told her husband as she turned around and grasped her wrists behind her back. Carefully, he p...ulled the leather armbinder up, carefully pulling the lacings tight and fastening each buckle until the sleeve was tightly embracing her arms together behind her back. To Eric, she couldn't look more stunning. There she stood in her skimpy Santa's outfit with her arms pulled in back of her and nearly helpless. "Honey, you look like a. “Did you, uh, fix it?”“Yes, Ms. 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. And tit slapping.” He says a slight flush to his cheeks. “I’d let you do that.” I tell him thrusting my chest out at him. He grins. “You haven’t even let me spank you. Not really.” I nod. “My needs and desires are changing.” I inform him. “I need you to help me explore my kinks. And if we get to explore some of yours? All the better.” I move to my hands and knees. Pulling my shirt up to expose my round ass. I wiggle my derrière at my husband as I look back at him, grinning. “Your wife is. My name is Sandy. Do you think that you could use that rather than ‘Mrs. Williams?’”Civia’s chin had dropped at the beginning, but she pulled herself together by the end. “My parents would object, but I see your point. For today, I will try to honor your request, but I’ve been taught very differently; I will probably forget at times. I will have to talk with my parents about this, and they may wish me not to be so ... familiar.”“Thank you, Civia; I understand. My husband’s name is ‘Charlie,’.