Title

Batgirl liases with the police

by TBLardmaster
Storyline Prison for Meta-Powered Women
Characters Batgirl
Category Change of clothes
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And so the Warden rested easy with potentially 3 of his mightiest opponents humiliated and irreversibly capacitated; Supergirl and Powergirl both deep in the bowels of his facility being raped senseless by some of his worst-behaved inmates. Zatanna was undergoing a similarly torrid time, but freely offering herself in the desperate and completely misguided belief that the more men she serviced, the greater the likelihood of restoring her once-mighty powers. But he had not the slightest intention of leaving his superheroine collection at just 3; and in a different part of town his actions had dramatically speeded up the arrival of another;

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"Leave her alone this instant you pig!"; Batgirl had arrived on the scene of what appeared an attempted rape; finding a cheerleader pinned against the wall of a dark alley in the hands of a lecherous creature known as Slug. "You're fine now Miss - get out of here while I deal with this weasel".

The shock of being rudely interrupted had indeed shocked Slug into releasing his intended 'companion', and she scurried off into the night without further invitation. Slug gawped at the impressive individual stood before him and felt fear; while the figure before him undeniably curved in all the right places, she was clearly a more potent adversary than he preferred to deal with, and he nervously waited to hear what she had to say.

"So, you like abusing helpless women do you?", Batgirl fumed in outrage "How'd you like to try to get a piece of me?"

Unfortunately, for Batgirl, what a fraction of a second before would have been a formidable threat, suddenly became an open invitation. The Warden's spells kicked in at this point and her appearance changed dramatically. Her Breasts instantly doubled in size, and her already skin-tight costume seemed to shrink a couple of sizes, meaning that containing them suddenly appeared an impossible task, particularly as her now-doubly necessary bra disappeared into the ether. So too went her panties. At the same time her once-proud bright yellow bat symbol changed from being perfectly opaque to completely transparent and positioned perfectly that her engorged nipples formed the epicentre of each wing. The rest of her bodysuit, already tighter than a second skin, halved itself in thickness to better show off all her womanly curves, and two more bat symbols had suddenly appeared in the positions she would least want them, neatly showing off both her crotch and her ass. Her 'cape' reduced to just a couple of inches to serve as a ridiculous reminder of what once it was. The ears on her cowl became shorter and rounder to become less creature-of-the-night, and more 'minnie-of-the-mouse.  Her utility belt cinched her already tight tummy even tighter to flaunt her new hourglass figure Her once-sturdy yellow boots shrunk to become precarious stilettoes. And finally, what was once demure and pale lipgloss changed into the brightest whore red lipstick.

And Batgirl noticed not a thing, the magical transformation denying her the opportunity to see that her situation had changed.

Meanwhile, Spud's eyes widened on stalks at the sudden change. He had certainly noticed. He didn't know what was happening - but he wasn't stupid enough not to recognise the situation was changing in his favour. Reinforced contempt for Superheroines added to his excessive libido and her change in appearance suddenly appeared an open invitation.

"I quite like the sound of getting a piece of you, cupcake", he leered. "Come here and lets have a closer look at you"

"I'll come closer, alright", the confident crimefighter snapped, "To slap you in irons".

Batgirl attempted a move that she once knew so well, grasping the familiar handcuffs from her waist and stepping forward to use them on this depraved pervent. She failed to notice that rather than cold steel they were now furry, but also yellow to further accentuate her costume. But she very much noticed how unfamiliarly clumsy her movement now was; she stumbled on her ridiculous stilettoes and toppled forward, the cuffs slipping from her hand as she painfully bashed her head into a nearby garbage can.

A moment before, her long-established fighting skills would have seen her bounce back to her feet with minimal fuss. But those fighting skills were now completely gone. She blearily reached forward to try to find herself a handheld to try to regain her footing.

"You know, these look quite handy"; grinned Spud - and he calmly snapped her a loop of her handcuffs around her own wrist!

"No!", she shouted in alarm, trying to scramble to her feet "How dare you -"

Spud didn't bother to speak, he  just yanked her restrained wrist behind her back and reached out for her other arm. Batgirl stumbled back down to her knees, but still tried to strike him with her free arm. But her feeble punch was wayward and he easily grabbed her other wrist. No longer relying on skill, but on sheer strength, she was confident her long hours of training would give her the edge over this unimpressive weasel; but he pulled her wrists together with complete ease, and snapped the cuffs together. Her shock and fear of being restrained in her cuffs was only matched by the shock at this sudden disastrous turn of events. But she had to try to bluster this out.

'I'll have these off in a moment", her bimbified brain helping her to fail to grasp hold of reality. "I can slip a pair of handcuffs in mere moments - and  then you'll regret this indignity"

Batgirl got to work, confident that this was the time that her years of training in escaping bondage would pay off. But somehow, she got precisely nowhere, the correct technique ripped from her now tiny mind. She writhed desperately, hew swollen and heaving breasts threatening to burst through the flimsy symbol. But she got absolutely nowhere, and grew increasingly panic-struck. Leaning heavily on the filthy bin, she managed to force herself to her feet. She simply had to flee before he did something worse to her...

"You seem to be struggling their Batty", he grinned at her pathetic efforts. "I guess you weren't quite as good as you thought you were. Ooh luck, you've got another pair of cuffs - but these aren't for your hands!"

He bent down and deftly locked it around her right ankle. Panicking anew Batgirl, span and tried to kick out, but she was so desperately uncoordinated she missed completely and succeeded only in falling on her ass. Stunned, he had no difficulty in securing her other ankle and removing any possibility of escape. How could she run if she couldn't even stand? She lay on her back in a filthy alley as a helpless victim - and by the way that her only companion was staring at her, he didn't have conversation on his mind.

She was a proud heroine, and while Batman had rescued her more times than she cared to dwell on, she had never felt the need to commit the indignity of having to call for help. But now she had no choice. She couldn't free herself. She couldn't fight him. Tears of terror pouring down her cheeks, she opened her mouth to scream... 



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