Blearily, excruciatingly slowly, Black Canary began to regain consciousness. Only snippets returned to her for now; Batgirl in trouble, trying to slide through a narrow tunnel, a horrible mess, and - nothing. What had happened? Her eyes opened gradually, seeing a filthy alley and the legs of a woman looking trapped under some sort of weird bouncy castle. At her feet were - NO! Huntress! Robin! They were naked and bound in a huge pool of filth! The bouncy castle- breasts - BATGIRL'S BREASTS! She must help her friends! She must act!
Black Canary lurched upright, unheeding of her own situation - but she soon discovered it. Halfway up she found her legs secured together and toppled forward. She tried to reach her hands in front of her to steady her fall, but discovered they were in even tighter bondage. Her inflated breasts only accelerated gravity, and she landed with such a crunching splat that she felt they might burst! She strained with all she had to loosen her bondage - and achieved nothing.
Who had done this to her? Who dared chain 3 mighty Superheroines. She looked down at her stricken form. She was virtually naked! Where were her clothes? And, wrinkling her nose, she was clearly smeared in shit. How? What? Who? Someone was going to pay for this!
"Oh, hi Little Birdy" Spud ambled into view amiably. "Waking up at last, I see".
"Release me THIS INSTANT"; she ranted; "Don't you know who you're dealing with?"
"A fat-titted whore covered in shit looks about the size of it" he grinned. "About as worthless as the rest of you 'Super'Heroine Sluts. I've been going through your Futility belts - there's lots more fun things to play with; I was just wondering which one of you to fuck first" . He calmly leant down and rammed one of Batgirl's vibrator in her helpless muff, before strolling over to Robin, the only 'unplugged' one of the three and doing very similarly.
"You (gasp) Pig'", she raged, "Take THIS!". Black Canary had always hated to use her 'Canary Cry' except in times of greatest need - and this certainly qualified. In time, she believed her supersonic cry could release the locks on the bonds of herself and her friends, but for not she just needed to knock this creep out before he did any more harm. In time, she was confident she could free herself and her friends, remove her intruder, and bring this creep to justice. She cleared her lungs and prepared to hit him with both barrels...
But this time things didn't pan out as she expected. The Warden's Magic had reduced her capabilities in absolutely catastrophic fashion, seemingly deciding if her one power was only ever used to be a desperate last resort, it should come at a considerable cost to herself. Her once terrifying scream came out as nothing more than an infant's pathetic mewling squeal. It did actually succeed in knocking Spud on his ass. But it embarrassed her far more than she could imagine. Magical karma had decided that if a so-called superheroine should shame herself by crying like a baby to try to defeat her enemies she should look and act like one. And so the diapers that Spud had already planned on using on her formed themselves around her loins, neatly personalised with a Tweety Pie.
"You know, that is REALLY quite annoying", Spud said, more bemused than impressed. "Is that your 'Superpower'? Crying like a baby?"
No! This couldn't be happening! Black Canary was now utterly panic-struck. What was was wrong with her? She must try again - it was her last hope!
"Wah-Wah" again came out of her. But this time it was completely ineffective - not only had the warden's magic ridiculed and weakened her cry; it had rationed it to mean that it would only offer any assistance on an annual basis. But it still affected her; she felt a warm muddy mess sliding between her buttocks. She was filling her diaper! And she couldn't stop herself! What was wrong with her? How could she get out of this?
"Oh, try again, I dare you, it's just too funny" Spud was clearly creasing his sides. "What are you going to do next?
Suddenly, there was an interruption!
"Hey, what's going on here" An authoritative voice boomed through from the other side of the wall of boob. "Is this that Batgirl broad underneath these things? And I heard a baby crying..."
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