Title

Batgirl and Supergirl looking vastly different, a strange stain on their lips.

by Gorel
Storyline Justice League; Growing Envy
Characters
Category DC Bimboization Transformation drug
Previous Chapter Harley and Ivy drink a full bottle each too.

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Finding the rest of the League standing around a trio of women Batman, Zatanna and Wonder Woman shoved their way through until they found what the crowd were staring at. Bat Girl and Super Girl giggled at their new stature, turning back and forth and smiling at their new Amazonian figures. One gulp of that Inner Wild stuff had transformed the two girls into total babes.

Bat Girl had to unbutton her costume just so she could breath, her once pert breasts had swollen into healthy DD’s and the red head could only beam at her new additions. Posing back and forth the once 5’6 side kick had grown into a 6’1 goddess with a firm muscled physique and long legs. Super Girl skipped on her toes, practically laughing how her once flat chest had ballooned into full G cup tits that matched Power Girl’s in size and heft. The rest of her figure had gone the same way, with long legs, flaring hips, muscled limbs and abs she would have been mistaken for Power Girl herself if not for the long flowing blonde hair and the ruined super girl outfit that had torn and stretched. Her red skirt pulled tight like a micro skirt and her blue shirt torn open revealing the abyss of her cleavage.

"Well look who decided to pop by." Leaning over to look past the shoulders of her friends Helena smirked at the stunned look Diana gave her. The statuesque vigilante sauntered like a super model down a cat walk and circled Diana, giving her body an appraising look before stopping in front of the amazon princess and giving her a smug look. "How does it feel to be… Inadequate?"

"Inadequate?" Blinking in confusion Diana looked to Super Girl and Bat Girl, the two giving her the same looks. "Yeah, you’re not the hottest babe in the league anymore, I am!" Lifting her arms over her head and swinging her hip out in a pose the Huntress smiled deeper when she heard the men around her whistle and murmur appraisal.

"Hey! What’s all the commotion about?" Shoving her way through Power Girl stopped when she came face to face with… Herself? Taken back Karen Starr blinked when her exact double chuckled and placed her hands on her wide hips, giving her chest a shimmy and letting her breasts wobble back and forth. "Well what do you know, I’m bigger than you now."

"Kara?!"

"Damn straight sister! I hope you won’t miss the boys whispering about you in the men’s room now that I’m around."

Batman stepped forward, eyeing the leer Batgirl gave him now that she was eye level with the Dark Knight. "What have you three done? What did you take to become like this?" Lifting her chin and smiling back at Helena and Kara, Batgirl pulled out the bottle of Inner Wild and handed it to Batman, making sure to trace her fingers down his gloved hand before pulling away. "Oh just a shot of this stuff Bruce, it’s incredible!" Barbara’s voice had changed as well, sounding more mature and smooth like honey.

"Come on ladies, let’s leave these ‘little girls’ to sulk, I feel like it’s time to hit the town." Gathering up the remains of their tattered costumes Super Girl made an effort to bend at the waist to pick up the scraps of her top, giving the men behind her a view of her long legs and rear before skipping off to join Huntress and Bat Girl at the door.

"What… What the hell?" Shaking her head Power Girl looked to Batman and Wonder Woman, the two just as confused as they were. Zatanna looked back at the trio while they left and back at the bottle, closing her eyes and performing a scrying spell. "Well they’re not possessed, and it isn’t magical in nature, so what the heck turned those three into stuck up supermodels?"

"I don’t know…" Looking at the bottle in his hands Batman’s eyes narrowed. "Let’s find out."

*

Outside Gotham’s sleazier district the low thump of dance music could be heard from the Alibi Club, where a line of people waited to be let in to drink and dance the night away. "No way pal, you ain’t on the list, make with the steppin!" Shoving one of the next in line out of his sight the bouncer looked to the crowd gathered at the door. Looking his best to look tough.

"Hey handsome, any room for us?"

Turning towards the sound of the voice with a brooklyn accent the heavy bouncer thought he’d have to toss another bimbo back into the crowd. "Foggettit doll you ain’t…" His next words caught in his throat the bouncer actually had to look straight forward to see the smiling face of the chalk white bombshell twirling one of her pigtails. After her change not much fit Harley so she pulled the same act as Selina and used up her bed sheet to make a micro skirt and tie-top. Dying her cloths red and blue to match both sides of her hair. Her tall athletic frame was almost a match for the bouncer she stood in front of, smirking that despite his eyes being covered by sunglasses she could see him dart his vision between her face and her deep cleavage.

Poison Ivy placed her hands at her flaring motherly hips, bending down slightly to catch the man’s attention she intentionally gave him an eye full of her H cup cleavage. "There’s still room for the three of us is there?" Cheated in a sense, Pam used the moss and plants growing off her skin to make a thong and leggings, the last of the blanket used to tie around her bust like a strapless top with wild flowers growing out of her hair. Unlike Selina or Harley her figure was softer but filled out in a way that made her look bountiful instead of powerful. Her long legs ended with stout thighs and an apple bottom rear that seemed more at home in a rap video, her stomach lacking the abs of the others but still smooth and flat. Her breasts however were the largest, even under the wrappings of her top her nipples could be seen tenting the fabric.

"S-sure! RIGHT this way ladies." Pulling away the cord that blocked off the door the bouncer stepped back and gestured to the three to step in, the crowd’s complaints ignored while they sashayed inside. "Thanks babe, I hope you’re still here at the end of the night." Husked Selina before giving the large man’s crotch a squeeze. Walking inside the trio adjusted to the booming music and lights of the dance floor. Tonight they were going to have some fun!



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