" Well, we remember when your penis was just a tiny, little thing, just hardly bigger than a pencil stub. I think you were, maybe, eight, maybe, seven... It was so cute." Why don't we get a look at it now, big, muscle guy? Bet it's changed. No more pencil stub," Mary Jane giggled."Yeah, how about it, Will. We've seen your muscles, let's see your man-muscle," Lauren suggested, looking right down at my crotch."Nah, you don't really want to see that. Not much to it," I answered, kidding them. I put a puzzled look on my face, then asked her, "Who am I?"Poison Ivy put an evil grin on her face, then said while I was starting to cup my huge breasts in my clawed hands, "It would appear that you have been given the actual identity of your favorite villainess. You are now Selina Kyle, and you really are the Catwoman. I guess when we go to the party and contest later on, you won't have to worry about being discovered. Our pasts are gone. We have a new life to start together,. “Come!”I headed for the living room as she tried to crawl as fast as she could after me. I sat in my favourite armchair and pointed to a spot on the carpet in front of me. There was no need to say anything as she quickly came over and knelt up at my feet. I examined her closely. She was cleaner now although I could still see traces of red sauce in her hair. I sat silently for a moment, steepling my hands, fingertip to fingertip.“I was forced to punish you this morning,” I told her, “do you know. I was told to continue protesting my innocence and, especially between the car and being taken into the barn (woodshed) I was to cause a struggle. It could be as real as I wanted but…he was to win out in the end.Once in the barn I would be restrained (mildly) paddled then, after a little while, my cunt would get a good hard fucking. The reason given for the restraints and paddling was that I’d put up such a fight in the beginning. He would explain this to me as the things went on. There would.