"Anything, sir?"
Batman sighed as he returned to the Batcave and yanked off his cowl.
"No, Alfred," Batman sighed. "It's like Robin's vanished off the face of the Earth one week ago."
"The whole thing is insane," Alfred said. "No contact from Oracle, those horrible videos about Superman...."
"The Supersissy Show." Batman gritted his teeth.
He'd still been unable to track that one down either. Over the last week, numerous videos of Superman in a series of feminizated outfits, each one more humiliating than the last, being raped and degraded by numerous dominatrixes, each one armed with a huge
strap-on.
And the biggest, nastiest strap-ons were always worn by a woman who looked a lot like a hypersexualized Lois Lane.
"Don't worry, sir," Alfred said. "I'm sure you'll solve things soon."
"Hiyah, Mr. B!"
Batman whirled around to see a figure strut into the cave. It looked a lot like Harley Quinn, the outfit was almost identical, though mauve and white instead of black and red, and with lacey trimming and stiletto heels that made the outfit look especially feminine.
Also, though highly dolled-up, the figure was a boy.
"Who--"
"Prissy Quinn!" the boy giggled, blowing Batman a kiss.
"Isn't he adorable," Joker grinned as he and Harley sauntered out behind Prissy Quinn. "And he knows such lovely things."
"Prissy" continued to giggle. The vibrator stuck-up his ass and the cage on his tiny dicky were making him soooo horny!
* * *
"Yeah?" the bouncer muttered as the woman sauntered up to the nightclub.
"I need to talk to your boss," Helena purred as she lit a cigarette.
"My boss?"
"I know Mr. Falcone's inside. I need to see him."
"Why?"
Helena blew smoke in the man's face. After all, he was just a grunt, beneath her notice. She wanted the man in charge.
"Listen, bitch--"
"You listen, fucker," Helena sneered. "You give your boss this."
She tossed him Batgirl's cowl and Huntress' mask.
"I think he'll want to see me." She grinned. Once she showed Falcone what had happened to Oracle and Black Canary, how he could use those sluts, he'd shower her in jewels and dough. And fuck her with his powerful gangster cock!
* * *
"Why hello, Lo-Lo dear!"
Lo-Lo Lane tittered, her huge tits bouncing like mad as she sauntered into Lex Luthor's office.
"How's my second favourite porn star?"
"Second favourite?" Lo-Lo pouted as she slid her well-padded ass onto Lex's desk and poured herself a shout of bourbon.
"Next to your Supersissy, of course. What do you have planned for him today?"
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