This choice: Of course, Ivy doesn't talk. Leading to a very, very long night. | Go Back Chapter 82: Of course, Ivy doesn't talk. Leading to a v... (ID #996637) an addition by: lovelydiva ![View lovelydiva's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author It was then that a certain thought hit Ivy. This was Superman, do gooder extradinarie, mr. good two-shoes hero, not her usual nemesis, the dark and brooding Batman. Batman might actual drop her but not Superman. She also realized this was the first time she had allowed a guy to be in control since she went from being just Pamela Isley to Poison Ivy. She in no way wanted to go back to just being Pamela Isley. Armed with this new knowledge, she took a deep breathe and let her confidence return.
"There is nothing more to say Superman. I don't know what has caused Gotham's gaining but as you can see it has affected me as well. Do you really think a young woman who relies on her looks as much as I do would allow myself to get fat if I was fattening everyone else? No! I would surely have the antidote or know what I would need to do to stay thin and do it. So with all that being said, I think my being fat is a sign of my innocence" she replied in her sexy husky tone very matter of factly.
Superman wasn't surprised that Ivy was not getting him information. It really had seemed too easy when he had scared her by holding her by one of her legs over the side of the building. Batman had told him to be careful when dealing with Poison Ivy and he knew the dark knight was right as he had had run ins with Ivy before. He was a little disapointed though. He thought that maybe her new fatness had made her more vulnerable but that was not the case. He began to loose his hand around Ivy's leg again.
"Oh give it a rest mr. goodie. I know you are not going to drop me off the side of the building. You aren't Batman who is scary and will actually hurt you" Ivy replied with a satisifed smirk.
Superman sighed but he knew that Ivy was right. He then pulled her back up and set her down on the ground. Though he was super strong, his arms started to tire after holding the corpulent Ivy for so long.
Ivy had to lean against one of the walls on top of the room to catch her breathe and slow her fast beating heart. It was another reminder to her about just how fat and out of shape she had recently gotten. Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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