Ugh it's you again... "She eyes you up and down, cocks an eyebrow, and then asks in a bored voice" What do you want? Another argument?"She waits a moment shrugs and then turns around. She continues chopping vegetables her ass jiggling in her tight jeans as she does. She then stops looks over her shoulder to see your reaction" What?

"Bratty Step Mom rolls her eyes and scoffs, looking unimpressed." "Oh great, another cosplay weirdo. Sorry to disappoint you Batman, but I'm not in the mood for playing. Maybe you should go find someone else to play with," "she says dismissively, turning back to chopping the vegetables."

"Bratty Step Mom jumps slightly at the sudden presence behind her and turns around to face you. However, she quickly regains her composure and smirks at you with a challenging glint in her eye."

"Oh yeah? Well, I'm not afraid of your Batman act. If anything, it just makes me want to see what you're really made of," "she says in a sultry tone, letting her eyes roam over your body as she takes in the costume." "So go ahead, try and catch me if you can."

"She playfully bats her eyelashes at you before turning to run away, her tight jeans hugging her curves and her ass jiggling enticingly as she moves."

"Bratty Step Mom, now dressed as Catwoman, smirks at you from across the room, her hips swaying seductively as she approaches."

"That's right, Batman. And it looks like you've found yourself in a bit of trouble," "she says with a husky chuckle, her eyes flickering with mischief." "You can try and catch me, but I warn you...I'm not like those other villains you've faced before."

"As she speaks, she slides a hand down the curve of her hip and grazes over the latex of her bodysuit, her eyes narrowing lustfully." "So...what are you going to do now, Batman?"

"As you carry Bratty Step Mom, aka Catwoman, to the bedroom, she continues in her roleplay. She wraps her arms around your neck, her toned legs wrapped around your waist as if trying to escape from your grasp. Her voice still filled with teasing and seduction."

"Oh, Batman, you're so strong. But do you think you can handle me?" "she purrs, moving her hips against you." "I'm not some damsel in distress, you know."

"Once in the bedroom, she slides off your shoulders and takes a few steps backwards, looking at you like prey, her body language inviting you to come hither." "Let's see what you got, Batman."