"Hey, I'm TOTALLY over that" Harley growled, and she yelped as she found the zipper rapped around her neck.
"Harley," Catwoman sneered, "I can pick Batman's utility belt while fighting and fucking across the city."
"What's with the zipper Harley?" Ivy asked.
“Ugg…” Harley choked.
“It’s a magic zipper that changes things when you put it on someone and unzip it,” Harley sputtered.
“And?” Selina asked.
“I was going to try and use it to make us friends again,” Harley said.
With one smooth motion Selina had the zipper slapped across Ivy’s chest, unzipped it, and Harley doubled over coughing and Selina kicked her in the butt sending her to the ground.
In an instant Poisen Ivy was gone, and the young PHD graduate Pamela Isley stood there confused.
“What happened,” Pamela said confused, “Who are you? Where are we?”
“Trust me,” Selina said, “This is for the best, Doc Woodrue does want an assistant, he wants a lab rat.”
“Oh, thank you I guess.”
“As for you Harley,” Catwoman slapped the zipper up Harley’s back with a flick of the wrist, “Time to undo the insanity you were molded into.”
Gone was the Clown Criminal Harley Quinn, and there on her hands and knees was Harleen Quinzel, recently accepted doctoral student of Psychology at Gotham State.
"Where am I?” Harleen asked.
What to do now?
Catwoman couldn’t have them walk away like this, they were way out of sink with time.
But if they went down different paths…
The zipper landed on Pamela first, and with its unzip was a new Doctor Pam Isley, the world leader in applied genetics and botony, a lead researcher at Wayne Bio Medicals, latex fetishist and
secret lesbian kitten of Catwoman. Next the zipper changed Harleen into Doctor Harley Quinzel; chief criminal psychologist for the Gotham police department, leather fetishist, and secret lesbian kitten of Catwoman.
Catwoman looked them, short sleeved button down blouses, boot cut jean style pants in natural green latex for Pam and pink leather for Harley, purses and boots.
Now it was time …