Well, she was hoping it was Batman. He is the only one she could really trust in this city. But if its not him...
Catwoman grab for the Fitish jar. She knows anyone else would probably hurt her and steal from her. She tried to stand up so she could run or fight to defend herself or if they have any valuables. She had little difficulty getting up, her ass and boots got wet in the puddle. Catwoman had gotten herself up with just her arms holding her up when she suddenly realize she couldn't move her legs! Looking at herself, she saw that she is in an embarrassing position with her legs spread wide apart. Even worst, her knees folded back passed her hips, showing clearly how juicy her pussy looks. Catwoman felt a bit nervous and mad at herself for thinking not having panties on would make her more flexible.
As the thing rounded the corner, Catwoman prepared herself for the shocked look before she cleverly trick the person into helping her. What she didn't expect coming to her was a dog! Catwoman sighed in relief and disappointment. It's just a dog. It may not be human but at least it wouldn't take advantage of her. Behind her back, the Fitish jar began glowing mysteriously.
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