Batman Babydoll Novels & Stories

He smiles as he rinses you “You’ll be the main attraction. On full display,and everyone will get to play with you.” You start sobbing uncontrollably,Your owner smiles He dries you slowly with towel, then carries you to the bedroom. He dresses you in something almost ridiculous : it's a tiny sheer white babydoll dress that barely covers you The fabric is see-through. Little bunny ears on a headband. A fluffy tail attached to the plug in your ass. He adds a collar around your neck that says “Cum Bunny” in pink letters. Then he steps back and admires you. “Perfect. Cute and filthy at the same time.”

’ “Look, yesterday you were a pleb; today, you are the baby mama of a billionaire. Your children are now the sons of a billionaire. So no, it is not too much. It would ruin my image if you are still dressing like church rats.” The term ‘Baby Mama’ made me very uncomfortable, but I hid my discomfort and simply nodded. “Do you have any more concerns?” Dante asked, looking down at me and I felt so small. ‘Just ask, Olly. He isn’t going to kill you for asking.' “I want to go home.” I blurted. His eyebrows corked up, and I wanted to slap myself for how weird that sounded. “I mean, there are some important stuff I wanted to get from my house, so I was wondering when I could go get them.” I added q

This girl did what Dollan told her to do. This house is truly luxurious and stunning, all the furniture looks very expensive, classy and elegant. For a man, Dollan tastes great and is amazing. Baby confidently answers questions from her boss. "Batania Byanca but you can call me Baby, I'm 17 years old." Dollan raised his eyebrows at the same time, looking at Baby from head to toe. The man's gaze was difficult for Baby to understand. "Ok, your name is Batania Byanca, 17 years old,Btw.. are you still a virgin?"

“Valentine.” Wiping my hands, I walked toward him and peeked inside the blankets. The baby girl blinked up at me with dark blue eyes, eyes that were very aware of her surroundings. She had a shock of dark hair and the most perfect nose and cupid mouth. “She’s beautiful,” I murmured. “Yeah, she is,” Bane rumbled in reply, and I looked up to find him staring at me. Flushing, I walked back to my salad-tossing station. “How old is she?”

He just smirked and slung them over his broad shoulder like they weighed nothing. The baby store was overwhelming — tiny clothes in pastel colors, cribs with intricate designs, mobiles that played lullabies. I ran my fingers over a soft blanket, imagining our baby wrapped in it. Talon stood beside me, his gaze fixed on a small leather jacket displayed on a mannequin. It was a miniature version of the one he always wore. “Think it’s too early for that?” I asked, trying to hide my smile. He shrugged, but his eyes were gleaming. “Kid’s gotta learn young,” he said, reaching out to touch the tiny leather sleeve. “Besides, she’ll be a little badass. She might as well dress like one.”

I say and run into my room and emerge with two small wrapped boxes. “Monroe, we said no gifts!” Maddy says, “Yeah, I know but then this idea came to me and I couldn’t not do it. Besides, I bought one for myself too so it doesn’t even count.” They both open the boxes to find the little silver chain with a heart shaped locket with the word “Bitches” engraved in delicate cursive on the outside. They open the lockets to find the little pictures of the three of us I had put inside.

Present time. "Mommy, Ashton removed the powerpuff girls." Ashley snuffles into my office with her blonde hair up to her shoulders and blue eyes staring sadly at my own brown eyes. "Baby, go tell him to put it back okay?" I smile and she nods going back to the lounge as I turn back to my lap top trying to crack this case of my client Derrick Collins charged with homicide. "Mom, Ashley removed teen titans." Ashton stormed into my office for five year olds, these dumplings are quite voluble. His blonde quiff messier than ever and his green eyes looking at mine for attention.

“Richard, you’ve come." Cassandra rushed from the first floor carrying a doll in her hand and a lady dressed in white running after her. "Aunt Cassandra!" Mark stared at her as she wrapped her arms around his waist. "Cassandra!" Her sister peeled her from Mark. “You see, I told you Richard will come for me and our baby." She smiled, holding onto Mark’s arm, stopping him from leaving. “Yes Cassandra, let him have some rest first." Sasha’s mother took Cassandra’s hand forcing her to let go of Mark.

“I know you have been wanting to get a wristwatch but you keep forgetting. Besides, it's also expensive so I decided to get you one instead.” Placing the watch on his wrist, the old man lamented loudly that it caught the attention of others eating in the restaurant. “Wow, my granddaughter is so sweet and has the kindest soul.” “It looks good on me, Amelia. I'm never taking it off.” a wide smile appeared on his face as he showed his wrist to her. “This is for you too.” he handed a bag filled with girl's clothing. “You want a girl? I want a boy though.” Amelia pouted her lips before asking again, “Why do you want a girl?”