When Damian woke the next morning, at first he dared to think that his previous humiliations had only been nightmares. Then, as he rose up to begin his daily training, a stab sunk between his buttocks, making him jump and let out a girly cry. It took him a full minute to control the trembling and sweating which ensued a moment later."I can't believe this" he whined, grateful at least that he had managed to find a few ice bags in the way back to his room.
The ice was warm water now, isolated by the bag of plastic which now seemed glued to Damian's, bubble butt "How dare she say I have a fat ass!"
Damian growled, dragging his feet towards his wardrobe. His vengeance would come and it would not be pretty to witness...Three training dummies were turn to pieces after an hour of his steam-release. Out of breath, he kept punching, leaping and kicking with all his might, thinking only of the clown who had laughed at him.
He was the son of Batman, son of Talia, not some junior high school nerd she could bully at will! "Am I interrupting something?" asked Barbara, leaning next to the gym's door while wearing her Batgirl outfit (just as Damian wore his)."What do you want Gordon?" snapped Damian, his eyes fixed only on the next dummy he was going to break."Long night?" asked the redhead.Damian blushed and gritted his teeth almost hard enough to break them "Nothing I couldn't handle" he hissed.
"Of course" muttered Barbara, smirking now as she saw a slim, baby-blue line already coming out of the back of Damian's pants "Wouldn't you want to spar with a real opponent?""When you find one, let me know" said Damian, still refused to even glance at her."Are you scared I will spank your bubble butt?" teased Barbara.
Damian missed the next blow and shot his head back, eyes wide and face crimson-red "What did you just say to me?!""If training dummies are more of your level, then I won't stop you" sighed Barbara."No, you are going to fight me, right here, right now!""Are you sure about...?""NOW!" shouted Robin.Barbara let out another melodramatic sigh, trying to hide her growing amusement "Fine, let's see what you got"Damian was thankful for the anger that filled his short body.
Thanks to it, any thoughts about his embarrassing defeats were all but forgotten, as was the sharp sting of pain which shot into his ass whenever he pulled his legs apart or threw a kick. All he felt, all he knew right now, was rage towards the redhead who now teased him with her smirks and winks, as if she knew what he had gone through at the hands of Harley Quinn!
The clown would be next. No matter where she hid, or how far she tried to run, that woman would rue the day she ruined his favorite undies!"Are you going to fight or what?"
Barbara yawned "And what's with that face? Are your undies sinking into your...?"Had Batgirl blinked that moment, she would not have seen Damian's fist, shooting right towards his nose with almost unnatural speed. The redhead gasped and yanked her head back before leaping away as another of the teen's fists tried to reach her.
Almost fuming by the mouth now, Damian roared and unleashed volley after volley of punches, screaming at his rival to shut up while Batgirl tried her best to dodge or block the teen's insane attacks.
He was fast and strong, there was no denying that, but, by letting anger dominate his technique, Damian had made a terrible mistake.One which Barbara had no trouble milking for all its worth."Slow down Damian, or I will call your mother!" said Barbara."Don't you dare speak of her you useless warrior!" shouted Damian, his next fist missing Batgirl's nose by an inch more than the last one."You are going to cry me a river now?" teased Batgirl, each new blow coming faster and more wild, yet also with half the aim of those which had come earlier."SHUT UP, I DON'T CRY!"
"Like you can't hit me even if you tried?""ARGHHH!" all his fighting skills gone, Damian just jumped and tried to fall on Barbara. The redhead, and her leg, were faster though and suddenly Robin found himself tripping and then landing face-first on the floor. Groaning, trying to push his cape off his head, he tried to rise up, lifting his bubble butt first, almost as if he wanted Barbara to better spot the growing stream of baby-blue cotton coming out of the back of his pants."You even have your name in a tag! Adorable" purred Barbara, her fingers already gripping the waistband like the claws of a great hawk.
Damian froze, his face changing from red to ghostly-white at the sadly-familiar feeling growing between his buttocks "Oh no...oh please n..."Not wanting to give her opponent a moment to recover, Barbara placed a boot firmly on the teen's rump and yanked back, her eyes going wide as Damian's underwear continued to stretch non-stop!
Quickly, the redhead tried grabbing closer to the leg holes as if climbing down towards Damian's now-burning crack.
Only when her fingers finally reached and gripped the leg holes did the stretching stop, one side being the three strings digging into Robin's crack like a thong, the other side a huge river of cotton which pouring out of Batgirl's clenched fists."MOOOOTHEERRR!" cried Damian, all previous wedgies coming back into his ass with a vengeance all at the same time! Green eyes crossed, he shook his hips, his buttocks rising and falling like twin spheres of jello as he tried to flee from the hellish pain cutting his bubble butt in half.
"Interesting" said Barbara, each of her tugs earning a new, high-pitched squeal from her squirming victim "What was that thing you said about crying?" asked the redhead before taking a stride back and yanking the shorter teen along."EEP! S-Shut up! This is not fair!" protested Damian while his eyes grew blurry with tears."Poor guy...here, let me help you" she smirked, lifting Damian by the leg holes of his undies.
The redhead laughed, teasing her victim with quick, sudden tugs as he, bent-over and blushing hard, kicked and flailed his arms at her "Better?""NO!" snapped Damian, his big, pale buttocks mooning the redhead as no cotton remained to protect them.Barbara rolled her eyes "Plan B then"
