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Ivy watched as Batgirl removed a small brass box from her utility belt and inserted it into her computator. "You go right ahead and take my data, sweetheart," she smiled to herself. "You won't be going anywhere with it."

Batgirl soon unhooked the device and placed it back in one of the pouches on her belt, and Ivy admired the way the heroine's hips swayed as she took one last look around the den and then sashayed up the stairs.

"I'm sure you'd love to look at my laboratory, dear, but I think you've seen quite enough," Ivy thought to herself as she silently slipped inside her flat, creeping along in Batgirl's wake. She began to concentrate as Batgirl topped the stairs and she could feel the vines growing beneath the floor, powerful tendrils stretching and spreading as if extensions of her own body...

Description
Ivy watched as Batgirl removed a small brass box from her utility belt and inserted it into her computator. "You go right ahead and take my data, sweetheart," she smiled to herself. "You won't be going anywhere with it."

Batgirl soon unhooked the device and placed it back in one of the pouches on her belt, and Ivy admired the way the heroine's hips swayed as she took one last look around the den and then sashayed up the stairs.

"I'm sure you'd love to look at my laboratory, dear, but I think you've seen quite enough," Ivy thought to herself as she silently slipped inside her flat, creeping along in Batgirl's wake. She began to concentrate as Batgirl topped the stairs and she could feel the vines growing beneath the floor, powerful tendrils stretching and spreading as if extensions of her own body...