As they were thinking of a solution to their crisis, a loud voice coming from the computer interrupted their conversation. "Batman, I am teleporting to the Batcave, this is top priority!" Only Bruce and Dick immediately recognized the voice as belonging to Superman. They stood up in alert.

Batman ran to his computer and pressed a button to respond to Clark before he teleported to his lair. "Stop right there, Kent! You must not teleport to the Bat-Cave. You risk contamination by an unidentified affliction. I repeat, stay in the Watchtower," he tried to warn his friend, but it was too late.

Superman had just materialized in front of them. The Man of Steel immediately flew in Bruce's direction and, to everyone's utter shock, hid behind the Dark Knight's cape.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Batman bellowed angrily. His furious expression faltered however when he noticed the fear in Clark's eyes.

"Don't let her get to me, Bruce. I swear I didn't do anything. I don't know what's gotten into her. Or into any of them," Superman blabbered frantically.

Yet before they could even ask him about what had him so panicked, the answer materialized in front of them the same way Clark had only an instant beforehand. In front of them stood Wonder Woman, but her attire was different from the one they were used to. Barbara looked in horror as the Princess of the Amazons looked like a version of herself from that other Universe. instead of wearing a golden breastplate over a red leather (or some kind of magically enhanced material looking like it) bustier, she wore a red latex top with a golden "WW" painted on it that showed even more cleavage than before. She had replaced her knee high leather boots with thigh high latex ones and had put almost-shoulder-length blue gloves over her silver bracelets. Her star-spangled panties had been likewise replaced with a similarly decorated extra-short latex skirt that barely covered her rump. Everyone present somehow knew she wasn't wearing any underwear.

"There you are, stud!" she exclaimed happily as she noticed the man hiding behind the Dark Knight. She flew up to Superman, making him fall on his back, and straddled him suggestively. "Now where were we?" she pondered huskily.

"St- st- stop it, Di- Diana! We can't do this," he tried to reason with her.

"What can't we do?" she asked in a low tone as she rubbed her hips over his crotch. "Why can't we do this?" she insisted with a jerk of her hips and a squeeze of her thighs.

"B- b- because I'm married," Clark stuttered, which seemed to snap Diana out of her trance. She might have been slightly caught up in her desires, but she would never get between two people in love. She stood up with a neutral expression, freeing Superman from her tight grip, and observed her audience.

She retained her composure until her eyes fell on Batman. Wonder Woman threw him a seductive smile. "Hey there, handsome," she tried her charm on him. Even Bruce had a lot of trouble resisting her. Fortunately for him he had a guardian that interrupted Diana with a cough. The Amazon turned her attention to Selina who had her arms crossed and was tapping on the floor with her right foot. Diana turned her attention back and forth from Bruce to Selina a few times before she understood what was going on here. She then looked at Batman with a sad expression. "I- I- I'm sorry, I didn't know. I- I'll leave you two alone then," she almost whispered, before striding back to the teleportation platform.

"Wonder Woman, wait," Batman tried to stop her, because she was definitely infected by the curse Barbara had brought with her from the other Universe. However, it was unknown how exactly did she get infected. They needed to find that out.

"It's okay, Bruce. I'll be just fine. Thanks for caring though," she interrupted him without meeting his gaze.

"Wait! You don't understand," he tried to explain. She needed to be warned about the curse.

"But I do. I do understand. You love her, she loves you and I'm... I'm happy for the two of you," she argued, looking back at him this time. Although her smile was genuine, there was something that looked like a "goodbye" in her eyes. No tears, just surrender. She didn't give him anymore time to talk as she already teleported away.

Almost everyone looked dumbfounded at the scene. "Did I miss something there?" Dick asked.

Batman frowned as he regained his composure. "Nothing! And don't you look so smug. She's still a friend," he added when he noticed Selina's expression.

"Hey! You can't blame me for being catty about it. She thought she had a claim on my man. Besides, it's you own damn fault for not making it clear to her," she reasoned.

"Drama aside, care to explain what just happened, Kent. When did she start wearing latex clothes," Bruce asked Clark, ignoring Selina's retort.

"I really don't know. Last time When I left the Watchtower yesterday, she looked normal. But today, she and half the women of the League were dressed up like... were wearing kinky outfits and chasing after the male members or even other women," Superman told his side of the story.

As he listened to Clark's story, Bruce couldn't help but think that it was going to be a long night.