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It had been several days since Catwoman had disappeared and Batman was getting worried. She would stay out of his direct sight ,but sometimes he saw her out of the corner of his eye in the shadows. He hadn't seen her since last week and he was concerned. He had consulted Alfred about it but his advice was "You can't pretend that you understand Ms. Kyle Master Bruce so you should not worry." He still wasn't sure so he was following his instincts and investigating. Hopefully she was alright and not caught up in a mob den.

Back at the Hovel...

"Finaly I have enough fruits to sate my needs for bigger boobs!"
Poison Ivy had been manufacturing Utter fruits since last week and was ready to start her inflation. Catwoman had been lashed down since then and was barely conscious due to how many times she had made herself orgasm. She had survived by drinking the milk from her breasts. Every time she did so she nearly passed out because her tits were so sensitive.
She watched as Ivy took her bra and shirt off and slowly ate the fruit. The first step ,sensitivity, came on and Ivy started tweaking her nipples and shuddering. Then her breasts grew. Ivy had modified this batch by making her cleavage grow bigger and faster than the old batch. Ivy squeezed her bosoms together and instead of milk shooting, as with Catwoman, juice shot out. If felt so good Ivy screamed. Then she looked at Catwoman and aimed the juice into her mouth. Catwoman lapped it up like a thirsty puppy. Then she started growing again.
Ivy had finished growing and was disappointed.
"That's it? That's all I get? Good thing I have more."
Ivy took 2 and ate one then the other. She was already at 5 exercise balls each but these were particularly juicy and each breast could have their own gravitational pull. Each was the size of a house and Ivy was lucky she was in a particularly large warehouse. Ivy couldn't walk around anymore but to her it was a small price to pay. She put her hand between her thighs and moved back and forth and had an orgasm.

Batman finally found Ivy's hideout by noticing a series of murders were the women had big and distorted boobs surrounding the Hovel. Looking in the criminal data base Batman found out that Poison Ivy had a fetish for BE. He had stormed in there prepared for a fight to the death. Instead he found 2 women with giant breasts filled with orgasmic energy. Ivy's Fetish had become her downfall and she quit her criminal behaviour as she could no longer walk. Her breasts could not be shrunken because any move to laser liposuction would have pained her so much she could die. She spent the rest of her life in Arkham Asylum. Catwoman was never going to rob another home again. And Batman continued on his crusade against crime.