The clocktower, Latex Gotham
Jason Blood stood looking in the full length mirror, behind him was a TV showing the battle between Batman, Robin, Catwoman and Nightwing, in the mirror Etrigan was watching the battle play out as well.
"Don't look at me like that," Jason inhaled deeply then let out a long exhale, "I did what I did for a reason, and if I am damned for it, I am already damned to eternity with you."
"Silver toungue, it was for fun! Innocent mask, laughed my ass! A new job? What a knob! Kanze? Pains! Now a phantom mistress, no damsels in distress! Lies so SWEET!"
"You are just going to let the zombie run rampant aren't you?"
Prudish Gotham, the hideout
There was a part of Harley's brain that was still Harlieen Quinzel Psychiatrist. She could see how nuts she was, how Selina was not a kleptomaniac but did suffer from post traumatic stress disorder, the list of psychotic behaviors that Batman displayed
when provoked, the pantheon of neurosis that the Joker reveled in on a daily basis. This part of her was screaming for her to stop what she was doing and check herself into Arkham and ask to be restrained. The mind between her legs however was in charge.
She was pillaging Selina's toy box, sucking on a vibrating butt-plug like it was a baby's pacifier, jamming a silicone molded dildo with a bat logo on it into her ass and had about dozen eggs in her pussy. Visions of being gang banged by the Justice League
were dancing throw her head. Screaming as she peaked one last time she passed out, letting out a long exhale.
The Batcave
Dick was doing some stretches, the night had been relatively quite, Bruce would be watching The Rhino till almost dawn, and Alfred was already passed out. Bruce had meditation, Barbara had yoga, Gordon had his pipe, Alfred had his tea, well Dick was hanging
from the rafters trying to keep the bats from stealing his cookies. He heard the sounds of the motorcycle coming in and parking before he could see her.
"You can take the freak out of the circus," Barbara shouted walking into the side cavern, "But you can't take the circus out of the freak can you?"
Dick saw Barbara in a black rubber suit that looked like something Catwoman would wear if she came over to team bats. He let out a long exhale and then lost his position and crashed to the padded mats below. Barbara rushed over and jumped onto him in a
full body hug.
"What the ..." was all Dick could say.
"Oh god did I just infect you too?" Barbara was crying, "It's so good to see you! You wouldn't believe what happened to me!"
"Uhm, lets go sit and talk about this ok?" Dick tried to reassure the near hysteric Batgirl, "Ok come on time to get up... Ah I am going to need my body back here."
"You will wear a FDA approved condom at all times!" Barbara shouted.
11th Street between FDR and JFK roads, roof top
Batman let out a long exhale, Catwoman was in reverse cowgirl on round 48 and was going strong. Batman had never thought that studying Tantrics would be this useful.
"Bats, make kitty purr!" Selina shouted as she peaked again.
They had run out of condoms hours ago and at this rate if Selina wasn't pregnant, it was a divine miracle! With the multitasking skills that had made Batman famous he knew that the Rhino was on a computer in his apartment looking at femdom and latex porn,
ordering latex clothing for himself and female latex in Poison Ivy's size. Batman watched everything and made annotation in his head about the events of the evening and possible ramifications. Bruce however was thinking just how hot Catwoman was and how
much hotter this would be in latex catsuits and nipple clamps.