0 comments/ 24838 views/ 5 favorites Maven Ch. 01 By: Ubiquitous101 Prologue, Main Street Batgirl didn't want to think about what had happened. So much had gone to hell so fast. In one day she had suffered losses so great they shattered her emotionally. The Justice League stepped in, but they were late. What had occurred...could never be undone. "I can't bring the dead back to life," Batgirl thought. Her thoughts were interrupted by the appearance of Supergirl. "Are you all right?" Batgirl had to repress her incredulity. "If losing your friends and being told you can't fight crime anymore is your definition of all right, then..." Batgirl started to say. Supergirl cut her off with rising anger, "You know why the League did what it did. For your own good. Your mental state is precarious at best. Your judgement is hopelessly clouded by your rage. You're a trainwreck. So don't take it out on me miss. You think I don't care well I do. What's done is done. Focus on the future." Batgirl looked at her and slowly shook her head, "It is so easy for you, to judge me, to fight crime effortlessly. I have to make do with what I have." Tensions within the League between members with superpowers and those without them had always been a undercurrent that occasionally rose to the surface. Supergirl had enough, "This attitude of yours is getting tiresome. I've put up with more of your self-pity than I can stand. Pull yourself together and get on with your life." Supergirl turned around to fly off and looked at her, "Well, that's all I have to say. It's been two years, Batgirl. You should let it go. It will be the death of you." As Supergirl prepared to take flight, Batgirl spoke up, "Supergirl.....thank you for allowing me to at least do minor work." Supergirl smiled slightly, "I would have done more if I could. But my voice was in the minority. It's the age gap I imagine. You and I are teens, but most of the League members aren't. I don't imagine they have a lot of faith in the teenage mind's strength. We have to work that much harder to gain their trust and respect. I doubt you just turning 18 next year will be enough. Goodbye." As Supergirl flew off, Batgirl looked at the ground. "Supergirl, as much I want to, I can' forget. The damage isn't healing. I have no injuries, yet I feel near death. I just can't let it go. I don't want to forget them. I won't," she thought. Batgirl signed, "She's right. This will be the death of me. I can't shoulder this burden alone". 1 year later, Rooftop The now 20-year old Batgirl had found a way to cope. It had caused her to gain a few pounds, but not too many as to hamper her abilities. Of course it hadn't made the pain go away, but at least she wasn't feeling like she was nearly dead all the time. She frequently worried about what the other league members would think about her weight gain, but they were kind enough not to mock her. Still she did stand out. She had grown to not to really mind the extra weight. It wasn't exactly a dramatic increase. Most of the weight had gone to her ass and her breasts. Fat had accentuated the size of her breasts noticeably, making them rounder and smoother. They remained firm, however, due to the muscle tissue she had acquired from prolonged periods of extensive training. Her butt had definitely received a sizeable share of fatty tissue. It was now very round, very large, and jutted outwards like some kind of surreal, subliminal beacon. Love handles had formed above it. Her legs were much larger and rotund in form, as were her arms. Her belly definitely protruded outwards substantially, though it didn't wobble about. Her face had rounded out, with a double chin and a somewhat wider neck. In her Batgirl costume (which she had adjusted somewhat in terms of size), the extra weight seemed to push outwards as if to break free of an enclosed prison. She was acutely aware of how her costume accentuated her rounded, enlarged features. And she had grown to like it. There was something sensual about the way the outfit clung to her body. "Guess I'm experiencing that sexual awakening stuff. I was hoping to put it off just a little longer," she thought. She had never really done anything that involved sex. Being Batgirl had delayed her awareness of her growing sexuality, but now with the extra time on her hands....she could actually explore this neglected aspect of herself. Strange desires she had forgotten about were starting to resurface, and now she could now finally get around to addressing them. She thought, "Maybe I should change my name to Batwoman. Wait, that name's taken." Even so, sex could wait. She had plenty of time. Actually there had been one person she had been interested in, but there was no chance of that happening now. "I'd be better off not thinking about it. Just get with your life Batgirl.", she thought. All the weight I've gained is countered by the wiry muscles I've acquired over the years, so there isn't any problem there." It wasn't like she had stopped training. She thought: "In fact, maybe I've been doing too much. I should relax more. I'll change clothes, and go talk to some people. But anyone specific?" Then it hit her. She should talk to someone who knew Bruce, vent off some of her feelings. Perhaps more than that. Someone whose feelings toward Bruce came closest to matching her own. And she knew which woman Bruce had been most interested in. "And that is who I am going to talk to," she decided in her mind. Convention Center "Selena Kyle, where have you gone off to? I can't argue on behalf on this wildlife habitat, I was just coming to encourage you if you needed me." said Maven worriedly, looking around. All around her inside the convention center was a massive moving congregation of activists and business people. In her worried mind she thought: "She knows what I look like; she shouldn't have trouble finding me." Maven was a thin 31-year old woman, about the same height as Selena Kyle. Her reddish-brown hair was for the most part in a conservative 50s-era cut, with the rest in a thick ponytail. Her pale face was somewhat timid-looking, with mild eyes, a soft nose, and delicate red lips, everything about her screamed "mild-mannered, professional woman from the 1950s". She wore delicate, narrow-frame glasses that simultaneously made her look both confidant and fragile. She had a soft-voice that was capable of perfectly enunciating and accentuating her feelings. Maven was clad in an extremely dark grey jacket with a white skirt underneath. Underneath the jacket was a bright red miniskirt. The miniskirt itself stopped lengthwise mid-way on her upper legs. She seemed like an archetype from another time period. Maven had served as Selena's friend, companion, confidant, and occasionally a lover when Selena needed that kind of attention quickly. In many ways she was Selena Kyle's opposite, now more than ever. For three years now, Selena had been slowly but steadily gaining weight. Even more so, personality-wise, Selena wasn't Selena anymore. She seemed like a different person. Maven had found herself in an unusual position of having to take charge of many of Selena's affairs and decisions, as Selena was burdened enough. It saddened Maven, but what could she do? Selena's bisexuality hadn't changed too much, and at least Maven could help her with that when Selena needed it. Maven had never minded their occasional sessions together, as Maven's sexual orientation gravitated more towards women than men anyway. But the whole point of the sessions was to help cheer up Selena. Now it's nearly impossible. "My attention isn't enough anymore. I need to do more.", thought Maven. She felt guilty. Selena needed someone special, Maven knew Selena was interested in someone new and unfamiliar; she needed to get over her loss. In her mind, she vowed: "And, for her sake, I intend to find that person. Now all I have to do...there she is." "Selena, are we finished here?" said Maven. Out of the crowd appeared Selena Kyle. The cream-blonde, light blue eyed, 35-year old woman walked towards Maven with a smile of her face. "Yeah, I think we are." Maven caught on quickly, "You mean you closed the deal?" Selena nodded, "Managed to convince the construction company destroying that rainforest habitat wasn't worth the negative publicity. Turns out they're very concerned about their public image; they don't want to add another PR disaster to their resume. They've got enough of those already." Maven half-heard Selena, though she knew better she was somewhat distracted by Selena's body. The extra weight she had gained had rounded Selena out, enhancing and exaggerating her form: breasts, ass, belly, the overall torso, everything. Selena was still in shape, however, and her form held steady. Maven thought, "After all, she probably always will be Catwoman. She'll never be able to stop. My God that black dress looks good on her. It certainly does show more than it should." Selena smiled slightly, "Well, that's everything. I'm driving." Car Interior Selena spoke up, "Well Maven, what's on your mind?" Maven looked uncomfortable, and when she spoke her voice sounded like she felt awkward, "Selena, I think that I've been doing the wrong thing. Ever since...what happened 3 years ago your sex life has clearly taken a turn for the worst. Being sexually promiscuous clearly isn't cutting it for you anymore; it's obvious that it has become counterproductive to your mood. Its making you feel worse, not better. Even in our sessions it's plain to see that it isn't helping enough. I know that sleeping with men and women, including myself, without committing to any of them has been a long part of your lifestyle. But I have been watching you, and I think it is time for you to start a steady relationship. Trust me on this Selena, I can help you but I can't do it if you don't let me. I'll start with the young woman who is coming to see you, see if she might be interested in you." "Please Selena agree with me on this one," Maven begged in her mind. Selena said nothing for a while, and Maven was concerned she might say no. Selena finally said, "All right. I trust your judgment. I'm going to be out on the town tonight, Let me know what happens. "Maven smiled, "Thank you Selena. I'll meet with her tonight. Maybe you two have something in common that I can work with. You never know, this might work out. And even if it doesn't there's bound to be someone else out there who would be interested in a steady relationship." Lobby, Selena's Apartment Barbara Gordon was getting tired of waiting. She'd been in the lobby for almost 45 minutes. A few minutes ago, someone from the hotel staff had told her that a woman was coming down on behalf on Selena Kyle. "Ok, I'll wait a few more minutes. After that, I'll leave and try to reach her tomorrow....that must be her representative." The smiling red-haired woman walked up to her, and shook her hand. "Miss Barbara Gordon, my name is Maven. Sorry to have kept you waiting. I assume you are here to see Selena Kyle." Barbara nodded, "Yes, is she here? I'm impatient because I've been waiting here for a while and I haven't eaten." Barbara wondered in her mind: "So she's turning me on...not the first time I've been aroused by a woman. Maybe this time I'll follow through on my desires." Maven briefly hesitated. "Damn it her appearance is distracting me. She's so fat...it's so amazingly sexy," Maven thought. Maven finally spoke up, "Unfortunately no. So you and Selena have something in common? I am Selena's confidant, and if you told me what you wanted to tell her....". Barbara finished, "I wouldn't have to go on a second visit to introduce myself to Selena." Maven tilted her head slightly, "Well it would be a waste of time." Barbara hesitated, "It's just...I needed someone to talk to who had the same problem I had." Maven suddenly snapped her fingers, "I've got it. A way to kill two birds with one stone. You tell me what you want at dinner, my treat. That way, you deliver your message and satisfy your hunger at same time. A relaxed, informal environment would do you good." Barbara nodded, "Makes sense. Let's go." Maven raised her hand, "One more thing I should say, just to be sure there's no misunderstanding. I'm bisexual. Is that going to be a problem, because if it is you can always..." Barbara shrugged, "Not really. Thank you for being honest with me." "That's all I needed to know, Ms. Maven.", she thought. Mavens smiled slightly, "Ok, now that I've gotten that out of the way, let's go." As Maven turned around, out of the corner of her eye she caught Barbara staring at her ass. Loaded Dice Restaurant Barbara was astonished, "My God the food was expensive." Maven smiled and shrugged, "I know, its highway robbery. I imagine their food is cheaper outside of cities, but I've never seen a Loaded Dice Restaurant outside of this city. I don't think they've been terribly successful as a franchise. It's probably the name." Barbara shook her head, "Shame. It's pretty good food." Maven couldn't help but notice something else about Ms. Gordon: her face had been red for a long period of time, her body temperature had gone up noticeably, and her clothes were soaked with sweat in several places. And it was quite cold inside. The more Maven looked at her, the more things she noticed: beads of sweat, an increased heart rate, and visible erect nipples. Maven thought: "She's clearly aroused. What worries me is that her arousal is turning me on, and that could lead to things getting out of hand." Maven's struggle to not get aroused was becoming visibly difficult in spite of herself, and Barbara was starting to notice. Maven worried in her mind: "My heart is pounding, my breathing is becoming erratic, I must get a grip. But I can't help myself. This hot, amazing obese, well- rounded woman is turning me on, and I want her!" Maven hated it when this happened, when her hormones got the better of her. Lust was starting to cloud her judgment. Maven's eyes suddenly became fixated on the other woman's breasts, which were now soaked with moisture. She could almost see them as if the blouse wasn't there at all. Barbara's fatness was a huge turn-on. Maven put her hand to her forehead in discomfort, her eyes closed. Maven's own nipples were painfully erect; her panties saturated with her love juices. Maven thought: "At this rate, when I finally stand up my moisture will be clearly visible for all to see." Embarrassing, but a turn-on somewhat. And, of course, that thought made her even more aroused than before. Maven was astonished at how calm Barbara had been throughout this whole event. Maven opened her eyes, and looked right into Barbara's eyes. They were glazed, and blazing with lust. A small devilish smirk was visible on the clever minx's face. Maven realized what was going on in her mind: "Well, well, well. Who's seducing who? I may not be in control of the situation after all." Maven finally spoke, a slight smile on her face, "Here's something for you to look over, miss, for your own private amusement." For a moment, Maven hesitated, and then decided to stick with the original plan. Maven thought: "This woman might be perfect for Selena. I can't let my own lust get in the way." With her sweat-covered hand, she pulled out an envelope from her breast pocket and handed it to Barbara Gordon. Barbara looked at it, her face clouded by the same lust Maven was feeling. Maven's forehead wrinkled in confusion, "I find it interesting that you never mentioned you were turned on by your own gender. So you're bisexual as well?" Barbara smiled, "The feelings have never been nearly this strong before, but I always suspected I was bi. I imagine my job delayed my confirmation of this." Maven nodded as she adjusted her collar, "It must be a pretty hectic job." Barbara laughed, her eyes returning to normal, "It is." Then she stopped smiling, "At least it used to be, now it's just not the same. Some friends of mine died a few years ago. Two of them were potential lovers, though I never told them anything." Maven wasn't as horny as she had been, so she was able to sound more professional, "Selena has a similar problem: emotional distress caused by a loss of a would-be lover. Perhaps you two can help each other out." Barbara raised one of her eyebrows, "What's in the envelope?" Maven smiled in slight embarrassment, "Just a special, in other words nude, picture of Selena. I had it ready just in case you became interested in my offer." Barbara held up her hand, "You want me to go out on a date with Selena." Maven leaned back, "That's right....so go home and please consider what I've said. Oh, and enjoy the pic. And yes I did let Selena know I was going to do that." Barbara Gordon looked at the envelope, said "goodbye", and then left. The brown-haired beauty known as Maven was left alone at the table with her own private doubts to reconcile. Part of Maven wanted to continue her relationship with Barbara Gordon, while other part worried about the effect a romance between Barbara and Selena might have on her relationship with Selena. "Well, now to tell Selena the news." said Maven. Barbara Gordon's Home, Restroom (second to last scene of part 1) "Well, I've finished framing the picture," thought Barbara. Even though she had pretty much declared her orientation to Maven and by extension, Selena Kyle, Barbara was still nervous. Would she be able to actually go through with this? "Do I really want to?", she thought. It was pretty obvious to her she had been turned on by that woman. "Yes, I am going to go through with this," she decided in her mind. She was definitely aroused now; every part of her was in heat. Her entire body was saturated in sweat, causing her clothes to cling to her, highlighting every feature. Her skin was reddish, her heart was pounding, and her breathing was irregular. Her nipples were like throbbing turrets, and her mind was filled with lustful chaotic instincts and thoughts. Her clothes had become a prison; she had to free herself from them. She looked at herself in the mirror, and realized she needed to take a bath. She unbuttoned her blouse, removed the shirt, and tossed it aside. Her bra followed shortly, and joined her discarded shirt on the tiled floor. She glanced at her bare breasts, and then removed her skirt and her panties. Now she was virtually nude. She looked at her overweight form and smiled. She pulled the shower curtain aside, and started the water. When the bathtub was filled with water, she climbed in. For a while she managed to ignore the urges that sent erotic signals to the many parts of her body, primarily her hands and the area between her legs. It was only a matter of time before she lost control. The image of Selena Kyle naked and in an extremely erotic position was burned into her mind. For the moment that image, along with flashbacks of her encounter with Maven, were the dominant thoughts in her mind. Barbara Gordon lay face up in the bathtub, her nubile form partly submerged in the water. She felt incredibly aroused, more than she had ever been before. She couldn't get the images out of her head. There was a growing sensation between her legs, and she decided to do something she had never done before. She looked down at her body in a new light. She reached for one of the centers of the nagging sensations, and started to grope her left breast. She idly fingered, stroked, pinched, and caressing her massive globes for about 10 minutes. She was surprised by how good doing that felt, the sensations were going directly to the place that seemed to be tempting her to touch it and relieve the incessant pressure there. Then she closed her eyes, leaning back against the white wall, tilted her head upwards, and placed one of her hands between her legs. Then she started to trace her hand against the soft and extremely sensitive flesh. She was surprised by just how enjoyable rubbing her hand against another part of her body was, and she couldn't help but moan almost inaudibly. She decided to let the water drain out of the bathtub before proceeding any further. To her, it seemed to take forever. Finally! Maven Ch. 01 She had started sweating profusely again. She placed both of her hands between beneath her legs. Her hands were covered in sweat and juice almost immediately. Then she began to rapidly move her hands across the pulsating center of her arousal. Almost as soon as she started she couldn't get herself to stop. Intensely enjoyable sensations overloaded her ability to reason, and for the moment the only thing she could get think of doing was to achieve an orgasm. All of the things she had felt in the restaurant returned, and had tripled in intensity. "I can't...I can't stop...it feels too good!", she thought. The pleasure forced her body back, her whole form writhing in building ecstasy, her mouth opening and closing rapidly. Her legs opened and closed, and with each compression her pleasure skyrocketed. Her face contorted with the force of the sensations. From her mouth came a cacophonic torrent of moans, cries, gasps, groans, and lusty obscenities. Then she realized it was about to happen: she was about to climax. She was somewhat scared; she'd never experienced one before. But those thoughts were in the back of her pleasure-obsessed mind. She hyperventilated, her heart pounding at a ludicrous rate, every part of her clenched and trembling violently, her body temperature was almost unbearably high. It happened suddenly with explosive force. Her eyes opened. She screamed in bliss-filled ecstasy in the loudest vocalization she'd ever made. The sound reverberated throughout the small room like a high-speed billiard ball ricocheting off the bathroom walls. One leg shot out upwards and to the side, striking the adjacent wall. She saw and felt several powerful bursts of clear fluid shoot out from between her legs, much of it splattering on her hands. She thought in surprise: "What's this?! I'm a squirter?" She had heard of female ejaculations, but she had never thought she was one. Then it was over. Her exhausted, oversexed body collapsed in the tub. Fluids were still seeping out onto her hands, thin drops of sweat was still trickling down her entire body, her body still felt as hot as the sun, her breathing was slowly returning to normal. She couldn't help but smile broadly. She thought in satisfaction: "That was much better than I thought it would be. I should have done this years ago." She laid back, savoring the delicious feeling of her afterglow. She thought in amusement: "So Batgirl finally has an orgasm." She laughed, her eyes watering slightly. Mild regret entered her mind: "Why did I wait so long? Well...I've got no one to blame but myself. I'll soon make up for that. I think I should take it to the next level. Maven, I think I will see you tomorrow. I accept your offer." Selena Kyle's Apartment, Selena's room (final scene of part 1) Maven had arrived in Selena's apartment at 10:00 p.m. She knew that Selena would probably be close to falling asleep by now. Sure enough, that was the state Maven found Selena in. She was lying above the covers of her bed, virtually nude. Her massive, rounded, overweight, sexy form sending erotic signals to Maven's brain. Maven knew what that meant; Selena didn't usually sleep above the sheets naked. "Selena, I know you're awake. I see you appreciate what I've been doing for you recently." Maven thought, slightly embarrassed: "Damn it Selena, you always did know how to push my buttons. She knows me all too well." Selena spoke softly, "Maven." Maven knew that tone of voice, "Yes Selena? Are you feeling okay?" Selena shook her head, "No. I miss the way I used to be. I miss enjoying life instead of just existing. I miss the ways things were. Not this hell. I wish it would stop. I miss being strong. I want to be in charge of my life again." Maven smiled softly, "Unfortunately, being in charge of our destiny is a luxury a great many of us don't always have. But that's why I'm here, with you. I going to make sure you survive this. I care about you, and I will never leave you. I'm not going to abandon you when you need me most." Selena signed, "I wish I could be as certain of things as you. I don't take anything for granted anymore. There was a time when I thought things would just go on the way they'd been forever. But they changed, for the worse." Maven nodded, "It's never easy to get over a loss that significant. But we have to. It isn't fair, but it is the truth." Maven paused, "Selena, I'm going to meet with Barbara Gordon tomorrow. I'm going to make certain that she's ready to go all the way with you. There must be no doubt. Tomorrow....I make my final evaluations." Selena has turned over, relaxing, "I know what you're doing Maven. You trying to make sure my hopes are abruptly crushed by a sudden rejection, that she won't suddenly say that she can't commit." Her enormous, sexy ass was plainly visible for Maven to see. Maven nodded, "I have to know that she is ready to stay in a steady relationship with you. I'll let you know how it goes. Will that be all, Ms. Kyle?" Selena smiled, "Yes. Good night Maven." Maven adjusted her glasses, "Good night Selena." Selena looked amused and teased her, "What's this? Don't you want to start another one of our sessions? I think I've made it clear I'm interested." Maven tilted her head slightly, "Selena, you're exhausted. As much as I am tempted to get onto that bed and go down on you, and believe me I am extremely tempted to, you need your rest. Good night Selena. Some other time, I'll make up for it." Selena smiled naughtily, "That some other time, it will be two sessions. Back to back." Selena almost laughed as she saw Maven's visible arousal as her confidant walked off. End of Part 1 Maven Ch. 02 Barbara Gordon's Home Barbara Gordon abruptly woke up earlier in the morning, and was immediately embarrassed by her actions last night. The 20-year old woman hadn't masturbated just once yesterday, but several times later in her bed. She remembered wantonly thrusting her body against the mattress, and using her body and the mattress to press her hands tightly against her pussy while rapidly stroking it. Some pretty raunchy images involving Maven, Selena, or both had been in her mind the whole time. Her juices had saturated the sheets in several places. And what was more, she had enjoyed doing it. Thoroughly. "So Miss Maven, I look forward to letting you know what I think of your offer." thought Barbara Gordon. She also looked forward, if her hunch was correct, to what would probably occur not long after the discussion was over. She couldn't help but smile at the images that thought conjured up. Hopefully this whole thing would help get her life in order. Then a thought entered her head. She looked down as her rotund body and realized something. "Compared to Selena, I'm much too light. I need to stuff myself and fast. I'll have to delay this for....a week at least." Selena Kyle's Apartment Maven was surprised to find Selena nude on her bed. "She must have woken up and gone to where I was," thought Maven. Maven couldn't help but stare at Selena's sexy-as-hell obese form. "Compared to me, Selena's a titan in size. So much the better." Maven thought quietly. Selena's eyes opened, and she smiled. "Well, looking forward to carrying out your instructions. I had them written down while I was gone yesterday." Maven nodded, "Barbara Gordon has made a change of plans. She's not coming until next week." Selena looked disappointed and a little concerned, "Did she say why?" Maven smiled, "She said she needed to get a proper figure. I think she intends to put on a little more weight." Selena's face turned red, "I can most definitely wait for that." Maven thought, "As can I, Selena." Barbara Gordon's House Over the course of that week, Barbara Gordon began to eat food in frenzy. She ate an enormous amount of fattening food in a very short period of time. "I must get fatter than this. I have to look right." she thought worriedly. She was glad now that she had over trained. Her body grew rapidly in size, causing her clothes to become quite tight. She acquired big cheeks and a third chin, larger love handles, additional rolls of fat, a gigantic belly, a massive ass, bigger breasts, "My God, I am fat! AND I LOVE IT!" she exclaimed as she admired her new figure in the mirror. She smiled, "Selena can't resist me now. And I don't think Maven can either." Selena Kyle's Apartment Finally the day arrived. Selena addressed Maven, "You remember what to do?" "I think I have an idea of what you have in mind. Did you read my suggestions for how this session should proceed?" said Maven. Selena almost laughed, "Yes I read them yesterday. Inventive. It'll be interesting to see how this plays out." Maven sat up, "As soon as we finish waking up and getting all the morning stuff out of the way, we'll proceed. All she has to do is figure out the answer to my little question. Oh, and don't forget to be ready Selena." Barbara Gordon's Home Barbara Gordon was delighted when Maven informed her that she was on her way. "Time to finish what began in that restaurant.", thought Barbara. After a while, Maven finally came to her house. "Miss, I'm here to drive you to Selena's apartment," said Maven adjusting her glasses. "Oh, and may I say miss, you are quite sexy-looking this morning. More so than usual. The extra weight suits you. Is it an accident you are wearing such tight clothes?" Maven's mild eyes briefly flashed with desire. Barbara briefly looked down at the skintight clothes which clung to and emphasized her overweight, sensual form. Maven smiled, slowly shaking her head in pseudo-scolding, "Did you like the pic I gave you, you naughty thing?" Barbara smiled impishly, "You already know the answer." Maven nodded once, "No shame in it. I do that activity all the time. Are you ready to go? Everything in order miss?" Barbara tilted her head slightly, "I'm ready when you are." Interior, Maven's Car "Miss, I want you to know something." said Maven. Barbara lay back slightly, "Go ahead." Maven worried slightly concerned, "Selena means a great deal to me. And it would be a disaster, in my eyes, if this was to go wrong in her presence. That is the real reason you are meeting me first. You are still a virgin, correct? That's great...in fact it is a central concept of this meeting. My purpose...is to confirm something. Basically it's a simple question. All you have to do is figure out what the answer is." Maven smiled slightly, "The answer will be fairly obvious, as it pertains to this entire session. Please understand that this isn't a rigid requirement or anything. It's just an idea I had, and one that I wanted to try out. When the time is right, I'll ask you the question. The answer is easy. Sound interesting? Because if it's inconvenient we can always try something simpler." Barbara laughed, "So you want me to answer one little question?" Maven shook her head in embarrassment, "It's my own fault. I came up with the idea. So what do you say? Want to try this out, see how it goes? It's a very easy test, but you may not like the question." Barbara shrugged, "As long as this doesn't get out of hand." Maven nodded once, "Don't worry. You can stop this at any time. Just let me know, and it will be over. However, I should tell you. Once this gets started, you may not want it to stop." Barbara smiled mischievously, "You already told me everything what was going to happen during this session when you called me." Maven nodded, "Yes, but I'm quite good at what I do. I want everything to be crystal clear. I'm a perfectionist, and I insist on making sure there are no vagaries. By the way, Selena appreciates you gaining weight for her." Barbara was shaking her head in mild astonishment at Maven's earlier remarks, "You need to stop worrying so much. I know you want to make sure everything goes right for Selena's sake, but it will all work out." Maven signed, "I know, I know. I'm just nervous. I don't want to screw this up." Barbara was adjusting her collar, "We both know what's about to happen. It's going to be fun. I'm excited." Maven smiled knowingly, "I'm glad you feel that way. I'll try not to disappoint you." Selena Kyle's Apartment Maven and Barbara Gordon sat across a table. Maven looked depressed, "I don't know why, but I'm not happy." Barbara smiled sympathetically, "I think you're just concerned about the future. You doing something different, something you are not experienced with. You hope for the best, but you're not sure that's going to happen. I had always hoped age would help my pain go away, but it didn't." Maven shook her head, "I'm not a matchmaker. This whole idea I had...with Selena's input of course, doesn't inspire my confidence. This absurd plan...is as much as an excuse to get you to take off your clothes as it is to help Selena. Too much of my hormones went to this scheme. I...." Barbara cut her off, with a slight smirk, "Maven....I know you want to sleep with me. That part of your plan was written with you in mind and not Selena. That you lust after me. But the sad fact of the matter is....I don't care. I want to do this. You don't seriously think you could tell me your scheme and expect me to agree to it...if I didn't want you as well. I feel the same lust you do. I have those same feelings for you. I must definitely want you the way you want me. I don't have any problem participating in this if it leads to us fucking each other. You should see the look on your face." Maven's face was red, her entire face was a mixture of shock and desire, beads of sweat had dripped onto her glasses. Maven spoke softly in a whisper, "Why wait?" Both women were feeling it now...the same incessant, wanton desire. Barbara had a look of profoundly intense lust on her face. Maven suddenly got up, and told Barbara to do the same. The two of them were complete opposites physically. Barbara Gordon was a gigantic figure of attractive fat and sexual energy. Compared to her, Maven was more like a matchstick. "This may not be as easy to do as I thought." Maven realized in her head the full extent of the size difference between them. "What's wrong, Maven? Can't handle a woman of my size?" laughed Barbara. Maven turned around, and whispered in frustration: "Damn it. I'm having a crisis of confidence again." Barbara smiled at Maven's response, "Well, I can handle you Maven. And if you won't make the first move...." Barbara suddenly advanced towards Maven with incredible speed for her size. Maven was caught off guard. Before Maven knew what was happening, Barbara had grabbed her by her ponytail and spun her around with her round arms. Barbara tilted Maven's body back, and leaned her own body inward towards Maven. "Having fun, my little stick figure?" said Barbara looking right into Maven's eyes. Maven's temperature shot through the roof. She could feel Barbara's soft belly press against her clothes, the close proximity of the other woman's larger breasts to her own. The softness of Barbara's arms, the loveliness of her round face, she melted against this massive goddess of a hot woman. Barbara's mouth was so close to hers, she felt the heat come off the larger woman, the rapid breaths, the intense heartbeats. "I feel so comfortable....being held by you." whispered Maven breathlessly. Their faces were almost touching, their lips were so close. Barbara leaned inwards, and opened her mouth onto Maven's. Maven leaned back as the other woman tilted the thin woman's body back. Barbara was inexperienced, but Maven was in no hurry and Barbara was a fast learner. Barbara's tongue shot out into Maven's mouth, and Maven followed suit. For what seemed like an eternity the two women slowly and passionately explored each other's mouths. When they finally broke off their kiss, they looked right into each other's eyes. It was lust that lead to this moment, but now lust was absent from both of their eyes. Their faces now had a very soft, tender look of romantic affection and intimacy. "I think I should make the next move." said Maven softly. Maven moved her head forward, Barbara adjusting her hold on the smaller woman to compensate. Maven's tongue began to trace its way across Barbara's neck folds, causing the other woman to exhale somewhat sharply. Her tongue left trails of heat and wetness on Barbara's soft skin. Barbara exhaled, "Maven...that feels..surprisingly good. Hell it's great! Keep it up. Please..don't stop." Maven paused briefly, "Don't worry lover I won't. I love how your neck feels against my tongue....let me stand up." Barbara helped prop her up, and now they were both standing up and facing each other on a level height. Then Maven resumed caressing Barbara's neck with her tongue. Barbara was clearly enjoying the treatment Maven was giving her. Then the larger woman got impatient. "All right, matchstick, I believe your next target should be my breasts." Barbara said in a slightly commanding voice, opening her blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra. "Ok then. Done." said Maven with a slight smirk. Maven looked down at the obese goddess's massive globes, and couldn't help but lick her lips. "I wish there was milk in those, I'd drink greedily and deep from those nipples." Maven said wistfully. Barbara smiled naughtily, "When I start lactating, I save some for you." Maven nodded, "I appreciate that. All right, now for my next task." Maven leaned inward, and closed her mouth around one of Barbara's large nipples. Barbara cried out softly, as her breasts were a direct line to her clit and Maven knew it. Maven's thin hands reached forward to cup Barbara's breasts, and she felt the soft flesh yield under her fingers. She sucked and fondled one breast, then moved to other. Barbara's regular moans and cries elevated her desire. "I feel as though I could suck on these nipples forever." said Maven, regretting once again that there was no milk in them. Barbara's hand slowly reached out, closed it gently around Maven's neck, and titled the other woman's chin upwards. "I'd like nothing better. But time is short, and there is a more pressing need." said Barbara quietly. Maven suddenly felt herself being grabbed from behind, and hoisted into Barbara's arms. The other woman had picked Maven clean off the floor effortlessly. Maven felt Barbara's arms supporting her, the overweight woman's large breasts pressing against part of her body, and Barbara's big but soft belly bouncing slightly against Maven's back. Maven felt so comfortable that she could have fallen asleep in these fat woman's arms if she wasn't already in heat. Maven became aware of just how much sweat and heat was coming off of both of them. The fact that she could only see the ceiling and nothing else elevated her lust. "Taking me to bed, are you? My gloriously obese darling?" said Maven, her lusty voice almost a whisper as Barbara starting moving. "Yes my lovely matchstick. I'm going to show you just how much of a lightweight you really are." said Barbara mischievously. It didn't take very long for the overweight woman to find a bedroom and drop the thin woman gently onto the bed. Maven was surprised how excited she was. "I admit I don't know exactly what I'm doing, so please help me out if I need any guidance." said Barbara in slight embarrassment Maven smiled as she started to remove her clothes, "I intend to." It only took a little bit of time for all their clothing to be flung aside, until only their panties were left. "Wait!" said Maven with her hand up. She gestured with her hand, "Give me your panties." Barbara removed them, and tossed the soaked item to her. "My, they are so moist. Me like." said Maven, half-lustily and half-embarrassed She pressed the fat woman's panties to her nose and inhaled sharply for several seconds like the aphrodisiac it was. Then she stuffed part of Barbara's panties in her mouth and ate whatever girl juice was on them. Maven spend a little bit more time idly licking and sucking on them before tossing them back to Barbara. "Inhale...what better turn-on for a woman than her own juices? It's just a simple truth." smiled the embarrassed woman, her voice hyper with induced arousal. Barbara paused, and then nodded, "I follow you. But only if you do it with your own panties as well." So both women inhaled and devoured whatever juices had accumulated on their lingerie, then exchanged panties and repeated the process. "It's depraved I know, but I love it anyway. It's so naughty." Maven almost laughed when they were finally finished. "I can't believe I'm doing this in front of you." said Barbara, both extremely embarrassed and intensely aroused. "You'll get no complaints from me." Maven laughed out for a few seconds, then caught herself. "Sorry, Barb." Barbara shrugged it off, and then communicated to Maven what she wanted with her eyes: "It's time." Maven looked at the other woman; Barbara's fatness turned her on to no end. Then Barbara advanced towards Maven, climbing onto the bed, and sat across from Maven at the far end of it. Barbara hesitated. "Don't worry miss. You'll do fine." Maven reassured her. Barbara brought her enormously obese body onto Maven's, aligning it horizontally with her. Maven was acutely aware of Barbara's weight pressing down on her, pinning her in place. Barbara's large, warm, rounded belly was incessantly pressing against Maven's. Then they resumed kissing; only it was much more aggressive, lust-crazed, and primordial. Barbara suddenly broke off the kiss and climbed back until her head was next to one of Maven's ample breasts. Maven loudly cried out on ecstasy as Barbara lustily attacked Maven's erect nipple with her mouth and tongue. This continued back and forth between both of Maven's breasts until Barbara abruptly swung her body around. Now Maven could see Barbara's oversized ass was in range of her tongue. Then all of a sudden Maven felt the other woman's mouth move towards her pussy, and she cried out in excitement in spite of herself. Barbara's hot breath caressed the tender, sensitive flesh there. Then the long, wet tongue of her lover snaked out, and pressed itself against her most delicate parts. The resulting pleasure caused her to cry out shamelessly. Maven lustfully shouted intensely lewd encouragements to her lover, and Barbara responded by driving her tongue into Maven's soaked crevice. Maven could feel Barbara's tongue exploring her insides, and it was almost unbearably wonderful. The sensations were so incredibly strong and agonizingly good; she couldn't help but moan and cry out loudly and shamelessly. For what seemed like forever, Maven couldn't think. Then she regained her senses, and drove her own tongue against Barbara's exposed, vulnerable pussy. The reaction from the other woman was immediately noticeable as Barbara cried out at this unexpected sensation. "If you think this is all I can do, miss, think again." Maven paused briefly from pleasuring Barbara's pussy, and then reached for an item she had hidden under the pillow (she had anticipated that she might need it). "Not yet," thought Maven. "I'll do this for a while, and then reveal my hand. In more ways than one." For some time (neither kept track of the time) it was a highly enjoyable, intensely delightful 69. Then Barbara became aware of a great deal of slick fluids being rubbed in a new area, one she had never really thought about: her anus. This was a new sensation. "I suppose I could tongue you there. But I have a better idea." said Maven. Not long after, Barbara felt one of Maven's hand press against her asshole. Only the hand was coated with something extremely slick, it felt like some kind of gelatinous substance. "What are you doing?" said Barbara, startled at this unexpected assault on her backdoor. "Miss, I'm just showing you exactly what I can do." said Maven in a calm, controlled voice. Barbara's eyes opened wide as Maven's slick hand pressed itself against her yielding rectal muscles. Slowly the tight muscle gave way as Maven's slender hand gradually began to force its way up into her ass. Maven smiled, "Naughty girl. You like this don't you? Never been fisted, especially not there." The alien sensation of her rectal muscles tightening against Maven's warm hand was odd but strangely enjoyable, especially as Maven had lubricated both Barbara's asshole and her arm. It took a few minutes, but eventually Maven forced her entire forearm up Barbara's butt. Maven was clearly enjoying Barbara's increasingly lewd reactions to what she was doing, "Now that the muscle has been sufficiently stretched out, I can begin fisting you." Barbara's voice came back, "I think I've figure out something." Maven smiled, "Really? And what is that?" Barbara said naughtily, "How exactly to get my forearm up your pussy." At that moment, Maven felt her tight pussy being rammed into by Barbara's fat arm. It was an awkward fit but there was just enough room. Then Barbara started pumping her arm in and out of Maven's pussy like she was unclogging a drain. Maven was completely caught off guard, and for a few minutes she was in mind-blowing sexual euphoria. She was so horny that she forgot the whole of her forearm was still lodged up Barbara's ass. Then Maven's capacity for rational thought returned. "Let's finish this." she said, and Barbara cried out in protest as Maven abruptly pulled her forearm out of Barbara's overstretched anus. Maven reached forward and got Barbara to pull her forearm out of her pussy and turn around. Maven Ch. 02 "Now I've going to show whos.." Maven started to say. Barbara laughed, and then knocked the wind out of Maven by bringing the majority of her body's weight down on Maven's belly. Maven was now temporarily incapable of moving, as most of the oxygen had been knocked out of her lungs when Barbara had sat on her. Then Barbara began to rapidly grind her pussy against Maven's. Maven's exhausted body was in no condition to resist the larger woman's advance, and she began to moan in increasingly ecstasy. Maven could see Barbara's orgasm building, and felt her own nearing. And then she remembered the full details of Selena's plan. And what that plan entailed. "Barbara, here is the question." Maven said suddenly, her voice sounding somewhat reluctant to say the words. Barbara stopped humping her soaked pussy against Maven's. Maven signed, "I told you wouldn't like the question, and as soon as you hear it you'll know why. You see, you are more ideal for Selena than even you realize. You are a virgin, and if Selena takes that from you then it may cement your bond. So the question is: How can this ideal scenario I just described happen if I'm the one who pops your cherry? The answer is easy." Barbara signed, "You are right. It is an easy answer. I can't let you take my virginity." Maven said worriedly, "Is this unfair? We can always finish, right here right now." Barbara laughed out loud, "Actually, I should have seen coming a mile away. You have made so much of a deal out of me hooking up with Selena that it is inconceivable that you would allow my virginity to be taken by you. I mean, what better match for Selena then a virgin who has so much in common with her already. Which leads me to think that there was more to us engaging in foreplay than just having fun." Maven nodded, "Suppose I hadn't tested you, and you weren't ready to go all the way with her? I didn't want Selena to suddenly find out the ideal woman wasn't willing to sleep with her. I had to be sure you could do it. But at the same time I needed to keep you a virgin for Selena. You, in that state, are the perfect mate for Selena. If I can pull this off, all of this, I will be able to cure Selena of this misery she's been in once and for all." Barbara smirked, "Clever. To borrow an old cliché, I see there is method behind the madness." Maven smiled, "Thank you for understanding my motives. But I'll tell you what. How about I pleasure you until you almost orgasm, then you can finish yourself off. It should be extremely enjoyable, considering how over-stimulated you are." Barbara raised an eyebrow, "To compensate me? You're really willingly to risk taking my virginity?" Maven nodded, "I can do this. Besides, there's one more part of the plan I haven't told you about. It's a surprise." Barbara laughed a bit, "What is it?" Maven smiled in embarrassment, "Basically, I tie you to a chair. Then I pleasure you to the brink of orgasm, then I release you and you finish yourself off in front of me. Oh, and you'll be blindfolded." Barbara pointed a finger at Maven in mock-accusation, "Ah-hah! I knew this plan wasn't just written with Selena in mind." Maven laughed, "Don't jump to conclusions. So how does this sound?" Barbara shrugged, "Well I am extremely horny and desperately need to cum. I need the relief." Maven smiled slightly, "All then. I help set you up, and we'll get started." After a while, everything was in place. Barbara Gordon was tied to a chair, unable to move her arms and legs. Her legs were spread apart, and she had a black blindfold under her eyes. She was in a different room now, and there was very little light. "I love sensory deprivation. You can't see anything, you can only feel the other woman's tongue pleasuring you...part of me wishes I was in that chair instead of you. But that's not part of the plan. I'm starting this....now." said Maven. So Maven went to work on Barbara's bound body. She traced her tongue along as many sensitive areas as possible, often abruptly switching targets to throw Barbara off. She kept Barbara Gordon on the verge of orgasm constantly, always pausing whenever she was about to cum, keeping her in agonizing ecstasy and ceaseless heat. In the end, she wound with her face buried between Barbara's legs. She probed, stabbed, licked, caressing, and sucked Barbara's pussy. For an indeterminate length of time, Maven pleasured Barbara Gordon intensely. It seemed to go on forever. And all the while, Barbara's cacophony of sexual exclamations kept Maven in a constant state of perpetual heat. Finally, and much to Barbara's regret, Maven removed the blindfold. By this time, Barbara desperately needed to cum. Maven undid Barbara's bonds, and the hopelessly oversexed woman fell to the ground on her knees. Her hands immediately sought out her pussy. "I NEED TO CUM NOW!!!!!!" Barbara shrieked in wanton sexual frenzy. Then Maven flicked the light switch on. Barely a few feet from Barbara Gordon was Selena Kyle, the gloriously overweight sex goddess, in the exact same sexual pose as the photo Maven had given Barbara. "OH SELENA!!!" Barbara said as the combination of surprise and overpowering lust overtook. She came more powerfully than any previous orgasm she had before. Her entire body arched back in intense ecstasy, her eyes rolled back in her head, and she passed out onto the floor. Selena looked at Barbara's unconsciously, sweat-covered form and looked at Maven. As soon as she saw Maven, she laughed out loud. Maven's face was covered with girl juice, as Maven had been too close to Barbara when she had her female ejaculation. Selena was giggling, "You should see yourself." Maven looked annoyed, "Ha-Ha. Very funny Selena. How was I supposed to know she was a squirter?" Selena nodded, tears appearing in her eyes, "Sorry Maven. I just couldn't help it. At any rate, you seem to have accomplished your mission. And...I...I just wanted to say...thank you. Thank you so much Maven. You don't know how much this means to me." Maven had to fight back her own tears, she loved it when Selena was happy, "You have no idea how scared I was. I worried constantly whether or not this would work. I know, I know, it's unbecoming of me." Selena laughed, "Not at all, Maven. You did well, considering the circumstances. You did what we agreed to do. It's perfectly all right." Maven nodded once, "I may need your help putting Selena to bed. I can't lift her by myself." Selena titled her head, "You never were very strong, Maven. I always wind up carrying you to bed. Once we finish that...we will make plans for tomorrow." Maven spoke up, "What are we going to do tomorrow?" Selena smiled naughtily, "Tomorrow, Barbara and I will finally meet. Properly." Maven Ch. 03 Barbara Gordon lay asleep on the bed, her overweight form in an exhausted pose. She'd been fucked, and quite intensely by Maven last night. Watching the 20-year old, worn-out woman was the even larger Selena Kyle, with Maven behind her. Maven spoke softly, "She's beautiful isn't she?" Selena nodded. Maven smiled, "I think you two will get along very, very well. Everything's in place, all arrangements have been made." Selena looked at Maven, then back at Barbara, "I hope this works out. (long pause, sign). She's had enough sleep. Wake her up." Selena backed up a few steps as Maven carried out her instructions. Barbara Gordon slowly awoke, and realized she was naked. "It's all right, Miss. Your clothes are over there." Maven reassured her. Barbara was visibly embarrassed, and was very surprised to see Selena Kyle. "Selena, about last night...." Barbara started to say quickly, but Selena smiled and cut her off. "I have no regrets about your masturbating in front of me, and you shouldn't feel any shame in it." Barbara still looked embarrassed, "Ok." It wasn't just the events of last night that were making her blush. The fact that Selena was watching her right now, with nothing on....she was soaking the sheets for all to see. It was very exhibitionistic. For reasons Barbara didn't understand, Selena was drawing her towards her just by standing there. Selena noticed how wet the sheets were, and laughed softly, "You sure are happy to see me. That's wonderful. Don't feel ashamed or anything. I love women who are open about their feelings." Barbara, oddly enough, didn't really mind that Selena could see her naked body. Maven broke the brief silence that followed Selena's last remark: "All right Miss. Your clothes are over there, and breakfast has already been set up." 11 HOURS LATER During the morning meal, Maven had deliberately excused herself to give Selena some time alone with Barbara. So Selena Kyle and Barbara Gordon spent the day together, most of the time out on the town. Barbara was surprised by how much she enjoyed Selena's company, the ease at which they communicated. Finally they had dinner back at Selena's apartment. Both women exchanged questions about each other. Not all of their answers were honest. "So what is it you do, Barbara?" asked Selena. "I've been working at Wayne Enterprises for a few years now." Barbara was adjusting her sleeve. "I see. Why do you have so much muscle on you? Concerned about your health?" Selena raised an eyebrow. "Well it is entirely possible to be overweight and healthy, Miss Selena. You can have the best of both worlds. And as speaking of strength, what do you need those muscles for?" Barbara's expression was slightly defensive. "I'm concerned about my health. Same as you." shrugged Selena. "I never said I was concerned about my health Selena. I don't need any lectures about my body's status." Barbara almost snapped. "I'm sorry Barbara. I didn't realize how sensitive a topic this was for you." Selena signed. "It's all right. I have no problems with how I look. I take care of myself. At any rate, I did a lot of extensive weight training before I started to gain weight. Had dreams of becoming an athlete. Of course, then I lost someone very important to me. Gaining weight was my way of coping. Just simply going from 17 to 20 wasn't enough." said Barbara quietly. "Maven was right. We do have a lot in common. Your reason for gaining weight is the same as mine. I wanted to be a bodybuilder, and I had just started on that path. But I lost someone I was very much in love with, and I needed a way to cope with the pain." Selena looked pained. "Who was he?" Barbara asked. Selena, of course, knew it would be better to lie about Batman. "A member of the law enforcement community. I never did learn the cop's name. Who did you lose?" Selena said. "I was in love with my boss. He was murdered one terrible night, and I'm still recovering. I never even got to tell him how I felt." Sadness clouded Barbara's face. "You aimed pretty high. In love with your boss...Bruce Wayne no less? I'd heard about his being killed some years back. Sad. But....now we have a chance to start our lives up again. We don't have to dwell on the past anymore. Barbara we have so much in common. We understand each other so well. I think you and I were made for one another. We don't have to be alone anymore." smiled Selena. "What about Maven?" asked Barbara. "I'm not in love with Maven, Barbara. I'm in love with you. And I need to know: do you feel the same way?" said Selena, almost begging Barbara to agree with her eyes. For the longest time Barbara said nothing. "I've been alone for a long time now. I haven't felt any real feeling for quite some time." Then Barbara started to cry, her voice breaking: "And I can't stand it anymore now. Not when I don't have to be alone. Because I've met someone...who actually knows....how I feel. Selena, I don't want to be alone anymore. Ever again. I don't think I could survive it." said Barbara quietly, a slight tint of fear in her voice. "Barbara, I promise you: you will never be alone again. Just stay with me, and I will never leave you." Selena said firmly. Selena was now right next to Barbara. Suddenly Barbara embraced Selena tightly, her eyes overflowing with tears. "Selena, I think I love you." Barbara's eyes were wide with affection. "The feeling is mutual, Barbara." Selena said warmly. "Selena, take me. Take my virginity. Fuck me like you never fucked anyone else. Like it was your first time." Barbara was almost pleading. "Oh Barbara....I do love you. And I'll show you just how strong that feeling is." Selena said, longing in her voice. "Take me to bed. Make me yours, forever. I don't ever want to leave your side." Barbara said intensely. So the two of them ran excitedly to the bedroom. Selena was surprised by how anxious and how hot she felt. The distance to that room wasn't far, but it felt like an entirety for both of them. Barbara and Selena both began tearing off their clothes, as if they were prisons to be freed from. It seemed to take so long to get all of the damn things off, and Barbara breathed a sign of relief when all of her clothes were on the floor. Most of the items had been thrown in various directions. Barbara literally leapt on the bed, and presented herself to her lover. Barbara had never seen a more beautiful woman. "I'm yours, Selena. Take what belongs to you." said Barbara, lust building in her voice. "I belong to you as much as you belong to me. Our fates are one, we are bound together. I am to do with as you please, my love." Selena said softly. "Selena I'm your bad girl, and I need to be fucked!" Barbara almost shouted, so great was her need. She was almost challenging Selena. "Such naughty language...you must be rewarded." Selena smiled lewdly. So Selena crawled onto the bed like a cat in heat towards the vulnerable 20-year old. Selena mounted the other woman, and ground her pussy against Barbara's. "Oh Christ Selena! You don't know how long I've waited for this!" Barbara cried in shameless ecstasy. "The waiting's over Barbara. Time to make you my bitch." Selena said, her voice heavy with lust. Selena's soft, fat, ample body was pressing down against the almost equally large Barbara. The exhilarating, delicious erotic sensation of folds of warm, soft fat pressing together was driving them both wild. The wonderful feeling of fat on fat was almost enough to make them cum right then and there. "Your fat feels so good rubbing against my skin! Keep rubbing yourself against my body!" Barbara moaned loudly. "They're all so soft, warm, thick, and ample: those rolls upon rolls of glorious fat! I can't get enough of them!" shouted Selena in unrestrained lust. The two women continued to grind their bodies against one another. Selena kissed Barbara with an intensity that surprised them both. Their breathing was ragged and frantic; their hearts were racing; they were both drenched in sweat; their bodies were on fire. "I wish you could fuck me forever! You're grinding your pussy against mine so good! I love it!" Barbara cried out. Selena eventually targeted Barbara's very large breasts with both her hands and mouth. "Oh God yes Selena! Suck my tits! Don't stop! Please! That's it....oh that feels soooo good." Barbara was in heaven, trembling intensely. "I don't intend to stop anytime soon! Keep moaning Barbara, I love hearing you talk dirty!" Selena shouted to her moaning lover. For the longest time Selena assailed Barbara's massive globes of smooth flesh. Barbara was happy to oblige Selena's request, spewing from her mouth a wanton mixture of unbelievably profane proclamations of lust; and intense declarations of lesbian love for Selena. And the body grinding went on. "Your lips and tongue feel so good on my tits! It's almost as if that's where they've always belonged." Barbara signed. "Ok Barbara, now it's time for you to do something for me. Something Maven didn't test you on. How far are you really willing to go?" Selena had had a naughty idea. Then Selena repositioned her body until Barbara's face was buried between Selena's massive asscheeks, her anus was almost pressing against Barbara's lips. Selena had always been an anal lesbian, a wanton butt slut. She was hoping Barbara was in this as well. "I can feel your rapid breaths on my asshole, you nasty anal lesbian! You want to tongue me there, don't you? Admit it; you want to close your lips over my fat woman's butt!" Selena said, daring Barbara to pleasure her there. Barbara was extremely turned on the nastiness of this very intimate act: here was Selena's most secret place. Her lips started to open. "Tongue my ass, you naughty slut. It's open for you." said Selena in an astonishingly lewd whisper. Barbara looked, and her eyes widened. Selena's anus was indeed somewhat opened. Finally lesbian butt hunger took over, and Barbara's tongue snaked out. "That's it Barbara! Fuck my butt with your tongue." Selena said in lustful encouragement. Slowly but surely Barbara's tongue wormed its way up Selena's butt, while Selena continued to lewdly encourage her with more dirty words. Soon Barbara's lips had closed over Selena's asshole, and were lewdly sucking on it. Selena was going out of her mind with lust. "Your tongue feels so good up my ass Barbara! Don't stop! Don't ever stop! Keep sucking my butt! Oh you are such a nasty slut! Such a nasty naughty woman!" Selena was almost screaming, a hint of surprise in her voice. Barbara was all too eager to please her lesbian lover's demands, and finally brought Selena to orgasm a few minutes later. Barbara was somewhat shocked by her own behavior. She still had the strong taste of Selena's ass in her mouth. "You are a very good lesbian butt slut. But I suspected you were one all along, no evidence or anything. Just a hunch I had." said Selena. "Technically we are both bi. So what do we do now?" said Barbara. "I get a strap-on, and fuck you your brains out." smiled Selena. The time it took for Selena to get it on seemed to take forever. Barbara was so excited. Oddly enough, Selena decided to do this with Barbara standing against the wall. Barbara couldn't help but laugh. The sight of Selena's all-woman body and the black plastic strap-on together was somewhat comical. Selena smiled, "It's time." Gradually Selena slipped the dildo into Barbara's pussy. Barbara was surprised how full she felt. For a handful of seconds, neither woman moved. Then Selena started to slowly thrust in and out of Barbara's body. The pleasure began to build up considerably. Barbara started to thrust back, trying to get into a rhythm. Barbara's back was starting to softly bang against the wall. The speed of the motions inexorably picked up, getting faster and faster. Now the banging against the wall was much harder, louder, and more frenzied. "Oh Selena...fuck me. Please." Barbara's voice was a loud moan. Selena's body went into overdrive, and started to aggressively pound her lover into the wall. The banging was now very loud, and both women were making a great deal of sexual vocalizations. The pleasure just kept increasing without a single stop. Back and forth, back and forth, Barbara was thrusting her body against Selena's. The sensation of their fat bodies rubbing against one another only added to their lust. Finally Selena was fucking Barbara like a jackhammer. Beads of sweat were flying everywhere. Barbara was frequently having the wind knocked out of her by the power behind Selena's fucking motions. The loudest noise in the room, besides the two women's cacophony of lusty noises, was the banging of Barbara's body against the wall. Neither woman carried about just how loud their screams and the banging against the wall were. They were totally focused on the task at hand. "OH GOD SELENA I'M CUMMING! IT'S HAPPENI..." Barbara screamed in pleasure. Her words were cut off by the sheer explosiveness of her orgasm. Barbara's body flung itself forward, every muscle tightened in sheer ecstasy. Selena, in turn, grabbed Barbara firmly as her lover thrusted frantically into the dildo in orgasmic throws. Finally Barbara stopped humping her pelvis against the plastic cock, and slowly began to calm down against. Her fluids were running down her leg, soaking the floor and the carpet below her. Selena pulled herself out of Barbara, who prompted fell onto the carpet in exhaustion. Selena was surprised when she followed suit a few seconds later, landing right next to the woman she had almost fucked senseless. Both women were almost on the verge of falling asleep, so worn-out by the sheer intensity of their lesbian passion. Barbara had tears in her eyes. The tired woman managed to gather enough strength to speak. "You know Selena? Why I stayed a virgin? I did it for this....I wanted to give myself to someone who I wouldn't regret losing my virginity to. I'm happy because I actually accomplished this...and more than a little surprised. I'm glad that I lost it to you, my darling Selena." "I hear you. I'm glad you succeeded, my love. I would love to say more, but right now I need to rest." Both overweight, naked, exhausted women feel asleep, right next to each other, a few minutes later. Maven, who had been out clothes shopping, arrived a few hours later. She soon found two nude bisexual lovers of hers sleeping on the floor. Maven smiled, pulled the covers off the bed, and covered both sleeping women with it. She put pillows under both their hands, and turned off the lights. So Maven was left alone. She was happy for Selena, and yet...against her will she found herself fearing all of this. She had nothing against Barbara, but Maven had become acutely aware of the possibility of losing Selena forever. Maven had to find another way: one that would ensure that Selena would have them both. Maven went to Selena's room, and unlocked Selena's special trunk. Inside of that container were the clothing and equipment of Selena Kyle's alter-ego: Catwoman. Maven had a fetish for skintight rubber costumes ever since she first saw Catwoman. She remembered her surprise when Selena told her who Catwoman really was. Maven's greatest desire, one she had found too embarrassing to say to Selena, was to have Selena make love to her while wearing the Catwoman costume. Selena had always been Selena Kyle in their sessions, and Maven had never experienced the love of Selena's alter-ego. For when Selena was in that costume, she was like a different person. Maven had always wanted to meet that other side of Miss Kyle in the heat of passion. Now the possibility of losing Selena began to really sink in. "Selena knows I care about her a great deal. But I've never told her the true extent of my feelings for her. And now my stupidity is about to take Selena from me." Much to her surprise, Maven started to cry.