Kendra James always knew her job at CyberTech Innovations was a little... unconventional. But she never expected to come home one day and realize her new roommate, Raven, wasn’t just a quirky tech geek—she was the latest and greatest humanoid robot straight out of CyberTech’s top-secret project! At first, Raven seems completely normal—perhaps a little too polite, a little too precise in her habits—but Kendra chalks it up to the oddball personalities that tech geniuses tend to have. That is, until she stumbles upon a strange-looking remote buried under the couch cushions. Curiosity gets the best of her, and with a click of a button, Raven suddenly freezes mid-sentence. Another button press, and Raven turns, stiffly responding with a robotic “Awaiting command.” Kendra’s jaw drops. Her roommate—the one who’s been cooking dinner, borrowing her sweaters, and debating 1950s sci-fi trivia with her—isn’t human at all! She’s CyberTech’s latest artificial intelligence in a perfectly lifelike shell. And somehow, Kendra now holds the key to controlling her every move. What follows is a whirlwind of hilarious experiments, questionable ethical dilemmas, and an ever-growing pile of hijinks as Kendra tests just how advanced Raven really is. Can she make her do the laundry? Will she finally win an argument about who ate the last slice of pizza? More importantly, can she keep CyberTech from finding out she’s discovered their highly classified creation—and is now using her to fetch snacks? The video explores themes of control, consent, female training, mental domination, mesmerize, real doll, women following orders, submissive training, slave training, mind play, freeze, girlfriend robot, robots, fembot, malfunction, blank stare, strip tease, lesbian, lesbian domination, mental domination, robot breakdown, mind fuck, remote control, reprogramming triggers, asfr, aware robot, mindless stare, freezing, glitching, big tits, striptease, technology and temptation order a custom video *www.KendraCustoms*

Once again, the daring and dauntless Batwoman finds herself in the lion’s den—or rather, the Joker’s lair! Our crimson-cloaked crimefighter creeps cautiously through the abandoned hideout, her keen detective senses tingling! Something isn't right! KA-POW! A shadow moves! But GREAT SCOTT! It’s not the Joker—it's his mischievous and maniacal moll, Harley Quinn! With a devilish cackle and a swift swing of her oversized mallet WHAM! Batwoman is struck down, tumbling to the floor in a dizzying daze! The world fades to black… When our brave heroine awakens, she finds herself bound to steel bars—HOLY HOSTAGE SITUATION! And there, twirling with triumphant glee, is that pint-sized purveyor of pandemonium, Harley Quinn! She prances in circles, clutching Batwoman’s utility belt her lifeline to crime fighting! EGAD! The fiendish trickster even dares to mock her, fastening the belt around her own waist and striking ridiculous poses! Will the humiliation never end?! But wait what’s this?! That diabolical damsel has set her sights on Batwoman’s mask! ZOUNDS! If she removes it, the world will know the secret identity of Gotham’s red-caped protector! Batwoman pleads, playing to Harley’s hidden sense of mercy—but ALAS! There is none to be found! ZIP! With one swift motion, Harley whisks away the mask—revealing Kathy Kane to the world! GASP! The revelation ignites a twisted fury within the pint-sized punk. With a screech, she unleashes BAM! BIFF! SOCK! a flurry of punches and kicks, pummeling the helpless heroine! And before our caped crusader can gather her wits, the sinister sidekick pulls out a phone—LIVE STREAMING the unmasking to Joker’s social media minions! GOOD GRIEF! CAN BATWOMAN’S SECRET EVER BE HIDDEN AGAIN?! And just when it seems things couldn't get any worse, THE PERIL ESCALATES! Batwoman regains consciousness—only to find herself completely stripped of her costume, suspended with her arms above her head! She struggles, but her bindings hold firm. And then—HOLY HORRORS! Harley waltzes into the room, twirling a giant, sinister syringe filled with… GOLD?! WHAT NEW DEVILRY IS THIS?! With a gleeful giggle, the loony lady leans in close. “Say cheese, Bat-brat! You’re about to be a real GOLDEN GIRL—permanently!” GREAT GILDED GADGETS! The molten liquid seeps into Batwoman’s veins! She gasps, her body tingling, her very limbs hardening—turning to solid gold! She strains, she fights—her crimefighting legs kicking wildly—but it’s too late! The eerie effect spreads, freezing her feet… her legs… her very core…! SHE'S BECOMING A SOLID GOLD STATUE—A PRIZED TROPHY FOR THE JOKER’S COLLECTION! IS THIS THE END OF BATWOMAN? WILL SHE BE MELTED DOWN INTO A GAUDY NECKLACE FOR HARLEY QUINN?! TUNE IN NEXT TIME, SAME BAT-TIME, SAME BAT-CHANNEL—TO FIND OUT! Includes, but not limited to: super heroines, super villain, cosplay, costumes, Gotham, Kendra James, Kendra Lynn, knock outs, belly punches, beat down, choke out, cat fight, humiliation, lesbian domination, nude female, freeze, frozen, gold statue, peril, did, gag, live stream periscope, statue fetish, transformation fetish, magic transformation, parody Create your own custom video here: KendraCustoms.com

Wonder Woman has arrived in Gotham, seeking to apprehend the notorious villainess, who had been terrorizing the city with her mind-controlling plants. Wonder Woman tracked Ivy to her hideout on the outskirts of town. Bursting inside, she confronted the seductive siren head on. Poison Ivy smirked devilishly, caressing a writhing vine. “Welcome, Wonder Woman,” she purred. “I’ve been expecting you. I’ll enjoy adding you to my collection of mindless minions.” Wonder Woman charged forward, but Poison Ivy was ready. She commanded her vines to spring forth, snaring the heroine. Wonder Woman struggled valiantly, her superhuman strength straining against the organic bonds. But Ivy’s powers had grown, bolstered by the rage and fear of Gotham’s citizens. The vines tightened, making Wonder Woman fall to her knees. Ivy stalked closer, trailing her fingers along Wonder Woman’s cheek. “Mmm, you’re even more delectable than I imagined. So strong, so proud. But all yours for the taking.” Glistening tendrils crept towards Wonder Woman’s face, releasing their mesmerizing pores into Wonder Woman’s lungs, seeping into her lungs. Her eyes glazed over and her mind began to fog. Ivy grabbed the heroine’s hair, yanking her head back and grinning wickedly. “Breathe in Wonder Woman. Let my pheromones rewrite your mind, enslave your will to me.” Wonder Woman could only mumble incoherently as more vines wrapped themselves around her skimpy costume, their slick tips teasing her most intimate places. Jolts of artificial ecstasy shot through her body, eroding her resistance. Within minutes, she was a quivering, mewling mess, completely enthralled by Poison Ivy’s pheromones. Ivy released her hair and Wonder Woman collapsed face-first to the floor, weakly rutting against the ground, still impaled on the vines. “Aww, look at you, so desperate for more. Don’t worry, pet, you’ll get all the pleasure you crave - as long as you obey me.” The heroine whimpered pathetically. Ivy traced a finger over Wonder Woman’s ear, whispering in a saccharine tone, “I think you will make a perfect slave. Yes, my sweet little Flower. From now on, your sole purpose is to serve me. Worship me, fight for me, spread my seeds. And if you please me, I might let you cum. Would you like that, Flower?” “Yes, Mistress,” Wonder Woman breathed, her voice ragged with illicit lust. “This slave lives to serve.” Poison Ivy’s eyes gleamed triumphantly. Another great icon had fallen to her power. The world’s mightiest women would all bow before her. And it had all started with a single rosebud, glistening with mesmerizing nectar.