“Gah!” Nightwing flailed and fell out of the bed, “What a nightmare… my voice!”
Nightwing looked at her hands, then checked her body and then screamed.
“Relax babe,” Barbara’s sleep voice emanated from the bed, “Bruce will be off world for at least three more days, no riot act until he gets back.”
Nightwing looked around, it was the bedroom of one the bat’s safe-houses, specifically the one that he and Barbara used for their hook ups… but it was different. While it was much more girly it was also more fetish porn. A glass cabinet on the wall had pink Batgirl and Nightwing logos on the outside and Buttplugs and dildos inside. The two closets were open and Nightwing could see both were filled with girly cloths. NIghtwing got up and looked around more, on the shiny pink sheets was a naked Barbara Gordon. Clothing and underwear were strewn about the room and mismatched high heel boots were on at the foot of the bed. Nightwing went towards the closets and noted a purse on a pastel gothic chair. It was like what the ladies who worked for Bruce used at Wayne Enterprises but not like one Barbara uses. Nightwing opened it and went over the contents, keys to Wayne Manor, the apartment in Bludhaven, the clock tower apartment, the brownstone in Burnside, the Jaguar… And a phone wallet set up. Her hands knew what to do, instinctively she pressed the backside of her pinky knuckle on to a scanner plate and the latch released. Inside was the special bat issued smart phone, credit cards, driver’s license and Wayne Enterprises Employee security card.
Her name was Roxanne Joan Grayson, she went by Dixie Grayson according to the company ID and she was a junior vice president of Metahuman relations and marketing.
Her phone told her she had messages. Beast Boy had group texted how he had gotten an interview with “Silent Bob,” and it seems that Barbara had texted back that it was four in the on the east coast and that Dixie would talk to her tomorrow.
“Hay Hot-Wings,” Barbara’s left hand cup Nightwing’s ass and her right reached around to finger her, “I know Beast Boy and Cyborg are your friends, but if they don’t stop spamming everyone in group texts… I am going to go full bore ball busting dominatrix on them.”
Nightwing turned to speak with Barbara but was silenced with a kiss. Instinctively both her hands and Barbara’s went to just the right places and both girls knew it.
“Ok.” Barbara said breaking the kiss and grouping, “I’ll get the coffee started, you start the shower.”
Dick went to the master bathroom and started the shower, looking around a few things were different. On the sinks were pictures, perfumes, make up, and other feminine products. There were no razors or shaving cream, and judging from her smooth hairless body that might mean laser hair removal. There was one of those European butt washing deals and in between it and the toilet was some sort of colon flushing rig complete with buttplug tips. Dick noticed the rings hanging from the ceiling of the shower stall. Starting the water up Dick returned to the pictures at the mirror. Dixie and Barbara, Dixie and Barbara naked, Dixie and Barbara in sexy dresses, Robin and Batgirl, Robin and Batgirl with their masks off, Dixie and Starfire, Barbara and Starfire, Dixie with Starfire and Barbara naked, Dixie in sexy bondage gear, Barbara in sexy bondage gear, Raven and Dixie in sexy bondage gear, Starfire and Barbara in sexy bondage gear, Dixie tied to Barbara with Starfire in sexy bondage gear, and again a selfie with Raven in a dominatrix outfit with Dixie tied to Barbara and Starfire in sexy bondage gear.
“Hay Hotwings,” Barbara came in and put her arms around Dick, “Coffee is brewing. Too bad we don’t have pictures of Donna as our pet kitten. Don’t forget, it’s Star Wars night tonight at the club! The outfit I got you just got delivered to the manor, Alfred put it in your room. I still can’t believe I talked Raven into be our rubber slave Leia.”
Looking at the reflections in the mirror, Dick noted that they had the same lean gymnast bodies and could probably wear each other’s clothes perfectly. Skin tone, Eyes, Face, and hair were the defining differences.
“Come on…” Barbara grabbed her hand and started pulling her to the shower.