It wasn't long before the catfight descended into a 69 session for the two transformed Kryptonians as the doggirl humped Superslut's leg. Nightwing masturbated over them, climaxing twice before her head was clear again. She picked up the pink cylinder
and examined it closely. She didn't feel any different than she had before she turned into a well-hung shemale, and she didn't see any new changes in the others. Looking at them gave her another hard-on, but she ignored it.
The important thing now was to figure out how to reverse the changes.
Brucie sat at Alfred's feet, looking up at him lovingly. The only thing she wore was a dog collar, attached to the leash Alfred held. He looked down at the sissy with a scowl. "Something very strange is going on here. Come. Heel."
Brucie obediently followed Alfred on all fours as they made their way into the Batcave. As the lights had gone out when everyone else left, it made noticing a soft pink glow behind the Batcomputer easy, and he moved closer to take a look.
As he wasn't a Kryptonian, he felt no pain as his transformation began...