Sladin or Bust- Explicit One Shots from the Vault of Sladin-

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INTENSE ( IN – DEPTH) THEREPY SESSIONS

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"Now, tell me again, Mr. Grayson."

Those were the words of Dr. Leslie Tompkins; a professional in the fields of therapy to vigilante and evil clown alike. She'd treated Jason after his return from the pit, and Bruce after he'd lost himself to fear toxin the very first time. He knew her from family, his parents were very close. Now, the current Nightwing of Bludhaven had come to Gotham to seek her aid. His efforts had shed no light on his post condition from even at 16, 17, and now at nineteen, he was pretty sure he would travel the road early to meet his parents in Heaven.

"These figures that harm you, why do you think this is so. You told me that they never leave physical marks. We all recall Scarecrow and the drug Bruce provided to counter any long term effects of the other serum Crane used on you. Why do you think this isn't a form of long term paranoia then, possibly caused by the trauma you've suffered?

"Dolls, stuffed animals." Dick muttered and bit his lip as Leslie didn't jot down a pretty picture to her clipboard. "Ah I see…you said these figures, were children's toys?"

"No, but big." Richard put his hand up as if to measure Slade or Clark's height, but taller. "It at first was the body and look of the same bear that was laced with Scarecrow's toxin. Now, it has friends…" Shuddering, Dick Grayson rubbed his arms and tried to swallow down the memory if being spit roasted or spanked behind a back alley.

"It changed. The hallucinations, I let it do whatever, and then it got…more aggressive. I never told my old team; the bear was a big teddy then with a cutesy voice and it found me in the alley where I was doing undercover work as Robin, in Japan. At sixteen….seventeen."

"The Tokyo incident " Nodded Leslie. "That was a session you were actually happy to come to."

"At the time, but the bear had a "friend" and it could change…look, these animals outside this room, if they are… are NOT just trauma, Doctor." Dick had to dictate his reason for opening up after Tokyo, after having a teddy bear jerk him off before bed. " I know it's a borderline and even a possibility of being a drug induced Schizophrenic condition because there was a wafting odor every time it happened - or a gas of some sort. One time it was …"

Dick tried to stomach the rest as he threw a hand to his face and breathed heavily. Painfully. "They….they changed their sexes and mine, and spoke like dirty pedophiles every time to me…I felt so…so violated!"

"Dick…did you tell anyone, even Alfred?"

"No…it was terrible, Leslie. After I came to Blud, the entire chemical sky turned my stomach and for the worst. They came back and brought a new "sharing" partner to play. They said his name was Hangy Hippo and he…he had a damned fetish for bondage!"

"That's so much you went through. But no marks, was Bruce able to diagnose it properly?"

"Yes and no." Dick recalled getting his ass pounded while hanging for dear life to the wall while Beary, the little imp…jerked off and slut shamed him. Even while Hangy never hung short of his target, the quadruped had ripped his suit to get to that perfect set of rosy cheeks. He was afraid of the blood he'd find, but nothing was there.

"Help me doctor…." Dick nearly sobbed out to his old family friend. "I think I'm actually going crazy –

"It's repressed urges, Dick."

Dick blinked away tears. "What?"

"How old were you when Beary first showed up in your hallucinations." Leslie quizzed the hero. "I…. thirteen, I think." Dick answered carefully. "Why?"

"At that age, it is perfectly normal for pre - teen boys to gather feelings of arousal. When was the second time it showed up."

"Sixteen, the dust from Slade's mask triggered it. I…thought if I let Beary have me then it would be solved. He sucked on…me, and…. well…"

"Did you have feelings for anyone back then, Dick?"

"I do, did I mean…Kori and I.. but then we broke it off."

"In Tokyo?"

"Beary called her a derogatory word, and Bun Bun I think that "multi" sex - changing nightmare was asking if they could "Play." I would never –

"Sexual repression in your case, might be the ultimate drug. Did you two as teens ever –

"ARE YOU LISTENING, DOCTOR??" Dick stood up. "I was RAPED by a giant stuffed bear and a RABBIT , and then a well endowed HIPPO. HOW DO I WANT IT THAT WAY??"

"Maybe, but the closeness of a doll symbolically means becoming or being connected to a person through play. You became more reserved after you left Bruce." She ignored his fit and moved on. A professional never stuttered in the face of adversity. "You were miserable, he and I remember but…do you? The bear is your childhood self breaking away from the normal rhythms of adolescence. Your "bunny" is certainly a female as you told me in our last report and that late email –

"Wait." Dick blinked. "I sent an email to you about Bun Bun?? I never d –

"It could be a borderline personality as well." Leslie tapped her pen to her chin and analyzed inwardly. "Maybe that part of you isn't aware of what comes out. I saw it, if you'd like me to send it back to you –

"I…Where was it sent from –

"With a photo. Or a video file attached."

Dick's entire body felt ill, off. "No way…they were, they were fake you said. Who was I…."

"Dick, you never had sex. You only fantasized in those pieces of media. Nothing more, but it has to have a core reason for this… and then you end up in a state of arousal that leaves you with gaps in your memory, mainly from the previous time you had been under that event. We'll call it that, not to confuse your condition for a real problem yet. You only pleasure yourself whenever the "toys" or furry figures become active."

"Am…am I sick?" Dick looked at his hands and wanted to scream. A voyeuristic ass? No, that was wrong. It…he wasn't like that at all!

"You might do well from regular therapy and some techniques to understand your mind better than you think you have." Leslie started to write something onto her clip board. "This script is for your hallucinations; it can help you reject them safely. I'll take the rest up with Bruce on a cure for Crane's toxin and see if we are close to a breakthrough. I want you to do tele sessions regularly when you are able to see about relearning some techniques-

"Question, Doc." Dick stood up rigidly as Leslie waited to do the same, escorting him out would be painful as well for her. "Why did this have to happen to me? Anyone I ever knew who was affected by the same gas never lost it…am I curable or, is this it?"

"Dick, I know how strong you are. And for the record, Bruce is heavily responsible whether he wants to carry that burden. He still has his own set of nightmares about the day you left." She shook her head as Dick scrunched his shoulders and turned to exit the room with a sad wave out. "Be sure to schedule your next visit in the waiting room with my receptionist, Terry."

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He didn't want to believe it. It made sense, the after effects were strong enough to create the illusion that giant stuffed animals all wanted their cocks in him. He started to feel strange but put the thought away. Heading a corner towards the subway, Dick could have sworn he'd heard a giggle from his left.

"How are you, Dickie?"

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Beary was a bit shorter than him, her breasts and body were covered in a dill like white lace trimmed shirt and a bra top.

He had to be kidding himself.

Manifestation. Of whom??

"Hi, Bun Bun."

Dick scratched the back of his neck, waiting for someone to say he was talking to himself. In his hallucination, it was just the two of them as she walked over on her big puffy toes. "I was afraid you'd decided not to see me anymore. Beary took you away, and it scared me. He can be so cruel." She looked to be sad, upset at her friend. Why…was the big furry question.

"Hey, is Beary supposed to be…I don't know, someone you don't like –

"I…. I don't know. He was the one who told me he cared about you." Bun Bun's pink nose twitched as Dick didn't know why she was rather active after his therapy session. "Who is Beary, do you know? Is he a manifestation of a retro villain I fought or…someone I cared about once, when I was with the Titans or Batman?"

"Or fought, maybe. He was the fear you lived by, Robin." The young girl's pitch in Bun Bun's voice began to age up. The pitch, familiar but distant in his mind, Dick turned to watch her as she moved in close to feel his chest. "All of that fear, and you ran and ran…we tried to get you to forget. I tried to make him stop hurting you. He hurt me to keep you happy. To make sure I could keep you with me…" Bun Bun was crying as her bra strap fell a bit, her shoulder bare as he touched it. However, he didn't feel fur but skin. Human.

"I tried to tell you it was too much. I'm your love. The love you only give to those dear, but they aren't with you yet. We have to find them, together." Bun Bun reached up to cup Dick's face as human eyes gazed back green, all green….why? Who was Bun Bun supposed to represent?

"If you are… Love, and Beary is Fear, who was Hangy?"

"You really want to know?" Bun bun licked at his bottom lip as he could not get away. "HE'S your determination. The desire to fly high and never go down in a puddle of blood – not as long as you have us. I will grant you my real face, just so you can open up to love…" She took to her face; pulling back, shimmering eyes of gold and green and her body was so meek – his chivalric self-imprinted in this faux reality as if a real painted image. Her frame was soft, an angel of death to he as she took his lips and left him not thinking anymore of any curses he could utter. "You are sleeping on a bench right now." She cooed. "You can touch me, I promise." She moved his one hand to cup her breast as her height slowly changed along with her cup size. "How big do you want them?"

"Don't." Dick grunted and knew he wouldn't pull away. "You don't need to change. Not for me, not anyone. You're, very different than the rabbit…why?"

"Angry and fearful, we morph from your pent up emotions…and you could have not been distracted any other way. Maybe. But you wanted to know her. Starfire. I never said things like Beary did. You might call him by face, a monster. A part of your trauma, while I act as the partial balm to still the panic in your chest." She came up to his lips and they were locked together. Warmth cascaded over his skin as he felt that too heating up. "No weird toys…no crazy, demonic rituals?"

She giggled, pulling back with a soft smack if her lips from his. "Only if you want to. It's your mind, Dickie…"

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She bounced onto his cock. On the bench. In her dress, without a top. Upside down, him sucking at her clit. At her breasts, his cock givinga press as she milked him to completion. She was…love, but that wasn't right. Who was she really? Her desire was to help him open up to a soulmate. He had the libido and mental drive to do that, with her help.

"Pound it! Ooh! Yes !! Pound that pussy! So …good! So… AAAHHH!! DICK! DICK! DICKIIE…. E IN ME, COME ON…. SPIT THAT HOT SEED INTO MY WOMB, YEAH, MAKE ME YOUR SLUTTY BRIDE!! UGH…. UUHH !!!"

She tipped back her head, both painting the walls red and white as the woman's bunny ears reverted, the woman's smooth thighs changing as she sat onto him. Her nose twitching. "Share this moment…I want your litter! Give it to me, slut!!"

" No !" Dick tried to push the ten to go how many ton bunny off of his cock. She would not relent. "Mmm…m….. aaah …you are the best, you taste so good down there. Did you think love meant not getting hurt, baby? Don't worry, mi amore…."

Dick froze.

"WHAT….."

She kept bouncing, not paying mind.

"You're….Catalina…..no..no! I should never –

"BUT….. ANNNG!!" She howled out as he just kept filling her bunny womb fuller and fuller. "You wanted love and I gave it to you. What was so wrong with that?" She piston rocked his balls and squeezed down, coming once more in the process. "Love is hate, pain too. You have more forms of love up your big strong cock than I do inside me right now! So! Get! It! In!!"

Dick, mortified by the fact his was being raped like on that roof, he incisions her stealing his seed. His manic pains... no… no !

She touched her clit and soon, the rabbit opened its eyes. "I want you to feel this, baby…" The bunny grinned with a buck toothed insanity about it. "Feel what I feel from my puss, to my tits…I told you we should try it out."

Dick shook his head as the bunny moved its paw to knead him like putty. A pussy showed, and then his chest began to ache in a funny way. It was like getting a headache, or cramps but in his…

He shouted, screaming to wake up as she and her body had him pulled down. Behind her, were cloned copies of rabbits. Many. With both parts intact just like his. "Why?? Why lie about loving anyone?? You're as much a monster as Beary was!" Dick wailed as the many hands not paws, took him to a dark places. His eyes fogged over and the original moved to let one more in.

Beary, who was in the skin of someone he'd hoped to never meet again.

"Slade…Slade! Help me-

"You've gotten yourself into quite an endless loop, sleeping beauty..."

Dick let his jaw remain slack as the hands got tougher and rougher on each nub, his flaps pulled open as Pseudo Slade's massive cock breached him. Blood rolled down his crack as Dick remembered. It was more than a year ago, like opening a wound. He could not even gasp, let alone cry by how much it hurt. "Did you have fun making my daughter and son hate me, little bird? What if I ruined your life by killing your exes? I know you still flock back to old widows time and time again." The man grunted, yet Bun Bun shoved at Slade. Telling him something that….

Had Dick, confused. For starters.

"You said he was here…why are you being so rotten and evil? He's not supposed to remember her or –

"It's high time he overcame these ridiculous visions for good. You don't recognize me, boy? Look closer."

Dick squinted up, and he had no words to describe what mask he saw. "Beary…. fear…I'm not afraid of –

"Ah -ah -ah." The false Slade had his head tilted back in a vice grip as Dick growled out in pain. "S…stop…."

"Love is fleeting, kid. Let her go. If you let me go though, I'll haunt you to the ends of this world. Back into your dreams, as long as it takes…to take back everything you took! From! Me!"

It began as a thrust, then a full on orgy of bunnies. Slade on top if Dick Grayson and a dark dark, void housing his many miserable mistakes.

Slade came, moving the kid's leg to try for yet another go - ahead. "Getting too old for this yet, acro – brat?" The grin the false Slade Wilson had, had morphed a bit to resemble now one of utter control over his pretty livestock. The rabbits around him all came with their cocks and painted the boy wonder not white, but as tar, as Slade thrust up into the bird's heavy womb. Now inflated, pregnant with the mercenary's seed. "Good…oh, you look tired, my dear…but rest is for the weary. We're not done here. Not until you pay me back ten – folder for ruining my reputation. Blue bird winged– bitch ."

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He was fast asleep; unless someone came to jostle or call him. Deep deep down, he was trapped in a fog of lust.

While Slade only made it worse. NO. Beary did, as his true boogeyman made eternal. "I'm going to rip that jaw open and sew it shut again, just like old times. Eh, kid? How wide can you stretch for me then? I might fit two or three cocks in after you can't scream back your silly protests. I'd prefer no chirping during your punishments. From now on…"

When…when was that? Dick bobbed on his hands and knees towards the mercenary's cock as he sucked him off hard and deep. His ass was taken by a random bunny while Bun Bun was still hard yet ashamed that she had let this part of Dick's fear manifest too quickly. Slick juices ran down her legs as she tried to scrunch them shut. A few hungry rabbits sniffed her lower bits as she whined and rejected them. Dick was not the only one.

"I'm so sorry, Dickie…if I touch you now, you'd hate me. He's such a bully. Why can't Nightwing win?" A hand grabbed the rabbit's crack and spread it open. She yelled at the intrusion of fingers. "Dickie….."

That was the million-dollar question. Slade here, wanted purely, vengeance. Dick wanted to sleep. Bun Bun wanted Dick's devotion, right?

"Why" Sneered the merc as he gripped Dick's scalp and thrust in even faster than before. "Because you, deep down want to be right. That as a monster in your dreams, I can do more than you can damn well handle. Play the victim, make it easier on yourself. You get hurt for the want of that martyrdom. I find it 'attractive in some areas. The girl, she's new." Slade looked to Bun Bun as her human body reverted and she was shaking. Dick's chivalric meter went way up by how Slade was taking advantage so quickly. Even as Beary, that stuffed pig had to –

"Oink! Oink!"

Slade turned to the dark patch of fog as two figures emerged and the rabbits all yippee around happily. "More fun! More fun!"

The little freaks all made Dick and Bun Bun stir as she tried to bite Slade's hand. Yet it reverted to the claws of a bear, his teeth doing the same. "I got you into this boy's skull to help me conquer his mind. It's ours for the taking. Would this count as treason, Bun Bun?"

"I….love Dick…he's not…going to lie down and…cough…..let you do things like this….it's…" Her eyes and hair changed this time and Dick suddenly remembered.

"It's wrong. You did more to him when he was a minor and of course he's confused now! What did you expect? Beary, or Slade – whoever -you – are….you….cannot get inside his –

She coughed up blood this time and crumpled by Dick's leg.

Babs…

Bun – bun...

No, no…that was why she'd stayed, left, even loved.

"Get out…..all of you…..get out….get out…."

Dick screamed so very loud as Slade covered his unmasked ears. His disguise starting to revert. " NO! NO…..WE ARE YOUR ANSWER….YOU CANNOT BE GREAT WITHOUT THE PAIN…..YOU NEED US TO LET YOU SUFFER!! HEROOO !!!~

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His eyes fluttered open, begrudgingly as new eyes peered down at his faded blue orbs. "Dick.."

He reached to her face. It was real. He was….

Thank God…..

She was, alive.

~ How long though. ~

Dick turned to see an apparition of Slade in Beary's costume as he looked Dick in the eye, one patch away from two bloody irises.

~ How long can you keep your feelings hidden, little boy blue.~

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So, as in the psyche, aspects etc…this turned from…smut to horror in a blink and back again. Bunny orgy, yeah. Anyone Dick both respected and feared took on Beary's form. Midnighter, etc and of course Bun Bun was Catalina in the start and then the good in what Dick could maintain of his relationships and pain was measured by Babs bringing him back. As Oracle. But Slade called the memories in his head "visions' so does that mean that these are things that may happen one day? And Beary was Never really banished! Find out if I ever get another part up but this is it for now. Leslie was a nice touch and Bruce being on Tompkins shit list is as well. Next time, another knuckle sandwich when Grant hooks up with Red and Slade decides to pay the couple a visit. With interest. Also Bun bun was Bugs to lola in The looney tunes show in 2012, and Babs was the bunny gal in Space jam from 90s. Isn't that funny?