Try the new AI-powered Infinite Story.

YOU save the entire Universe!

Slipping the sleek restricted palate gothic covering over your body, you begin to relax for the first time since this nightmare began. You had never realised from the news reports, TV show, movies, comics, magazines, websites, lunchboxes and underware range how brain fryingly beautiful The Batbabe is.... Her very presense seems to put you into a trance; the way her tight PVC bodysuit cradles her heaving breasts and her long endless long athletic long toned and long legs.... those amazingly impracticle high heels.... how the hell can she walk?... the scent of her... scent...... the sound of her breathing.....
#ERASE HER#
The machine! It controls you! And now it will make you kill her!
"RUN!" you scream before your computer mind can restrict your throat muscles, "I'm really dangerous and I'm afraid I may kill you if you don't go away!"
The Batbabe spins on her stilletto heels, "EXCUSE, me?" she gasps, "This is MY secret lair! I'M not going anywhere."
Your legs begin to walk you menacingly towards her.
YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!" you cry, "I can't control myself, Babe!"
She laughs icily. "Oh, now the truth comes out. You just want to get inside these tight bondage pants. Well believe me, it takes hours! I suppose that show of macho bravado was supposed to impress me, eh?"
"MY GUN IS BIG AND LOADED AND READY TO BLOW YOU AWAY!!!!!" you scream...

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