(This is now focusing on Barbara Gordon and the spreading latex curse in the Prudish Gotham)
Dick half carried, half dragged Barbara to the medical bay. Barbara was being extremely clingly and only the promise of FDA approved condoms had convinced her to allow the change in location to another part of the Batcave.
"See," Dick pulled the box of Ribbed Condoms from the drawer, "I told you. Bruce prepares for everything. No on the gurney."
"NO!" Barbara snapped.
"What?" Dick managed to get out just before Barbara tossed him on the gurney.
"Stay!" Barbara shouted taking the condoms from Dick.
Faster then even the Flash, Barbara had Dick's sweat pants off, his boxer briefs off, the box open and a condom placed on his manhood. About as fast she had her crotch unzipped and was strattling him like a horse.
"Giddy up Cowboy!" Barbara shouted.
Dick snorted like a horse, being the smart ass that he always was, but he began to buck his hips driving himself deeper and deeper into Barbara. Barbara began to moan, pant and swoon with each buck taking her higher and higher. It took less then a minute
for her to scream out in her first orgasm.
"God YES!" Barbara shouted drowning out the noise of everything else going on around her.
Dick had his hands all over her chest now, massaging her bosom, pulling down her hips, pulling her closer by the arms, Barbara leaned in and began to kiss and caress the man below her. Dicks hands were on her ass as she started screaming again in another
orgasm. Barbara was playing with Dick's nipples under his tee-shirt as Dick reached up behind him for something, when his hands returned to her bottom she reached another orgasm as Dick slid rubber gloved fingers into her ass.
Somewhere around round Big O number thirteen for Barbara, Dick popped his load. Both lover's had their eyes roll back in satisfied exhaustion.
"I see we are out of condoms here too," Batman intoned.
Dick and Barbara both fell out of the gurney in shock.
"Boss, I... Eh... Ahh..." Dick stammered.
"Hay big bat," Barbara calmly called from the floor.
"Make yourselves decient then start explaining at the main terminal," Batman intoned.
"Hay lover girl," Catwoman meowed.
"Even if he kills us," Barbara said, "That was beyond magical. I love you and thank you for that."
Both tossed the soiled protection and covered their exposed sexes before the shameful walk.
"Batman, this is my fault," Barbara started, "I kinda got warped and dragged Dick into this."
"You weren't this shy in latex back at Gothcorp," Selina noted.
"What?" Barbara stammered.
"You were strutting and spanking, not hiding in your cape."
"Oh god the other me," Barbara panicked.
"Full explanation now," Batman intoned.
Barbara began explaining about her detour into Latex land as she called it, the pregnant double, the misadventure with that world's Bat-family and Gordons together for dinner, the bat-kitten starting world war Gotham, the curse, the widespread rubber fetish,
the near total femine bisexuality, all of it.
"That makes sense," Batman said.
"WHAT?" the other three shouted.
"I have already observed some of the affects spreading in this world," Batman said calmly, "The Rhino has very specific trends and patterns that he sticks too, but after his visit by a latex clad Pamela Ivy, for lack of a better term, he changed a lot of
those. He was never interested in fetish porn, but he spent about two hours looking at it, and bought multiple outfits for himself and Pamela. After about number 37 with Selina I found myself wishing that she was still wearing her latex catsuit. That was
never a previously held thought. Now we need to start figuring out containment."
"So... you aren't pregnant?" Selina asked.
"No!" Barbara found herself shouting.
"Not much can be done now," Batman had shifted to Bruce, "Lets go get some sleep. We will figure out further moves over breakfast."
Bruce took Selina with him to the locker area to change leaving Barbara and Dick together.
"I have to admit there is something that scares me about this," Dick started, "Does this mean that we are only going to have sex while you hogtie me and beat me?"
"What? NO! Maybe..." Barbara was confused as the mental image of Dick as her gimp made her swoon yet again, "Look Dick, I promise that we will not do anything that we both do not agree to before hand. Any wild sex game has to be just play and agreed before
(This is now focusing on Barbara Gordon and the Spreading Latex curse in the Prudish Gotham)