Batman finds himself Dickless

Yoo-hoo, Batty boy, I got what your looking for. The Mad Hatters mind control gadget was such a wonderful toy, but it takes all the challenge out of being the bad guy. All you gotta do is get past the Commissioner and Mayor and pry the hat from my gorgeous head. Haaaa ha ha ha ha. Joker taunted.

Out of the shadows on one side of the warehouse came a caped figure, swinging straight for the Joker.

Oh, no. What ever shall I do? Any recommendations Barby? Barbara Gordon swung down from the rafters, wearing her Batgirl costume with out the mask. Across the bat symbol on her chest was a spray painted circle with a diagonal line through it.

Imagine my surprise to find her costume when I captured her and the Commissioner. Well anywho, she's come around to my way of thinking. You can call her the anti-bat. Grinned the twisted villain. But his grin faded when the caped figure landed on a nearby catwalk. Noooo. Your the wrong one, your not supposed to be you. He yelled as Robin flung back the bat cloak to reveal his robin suit.

Robins smile was interrupted by a fist, Batgirl swung a second blow at him. He ducked under the blow, and backed away from her. Barbara's swing threw her off balance and she began to fall toward the edge of the catwalk twenty feet above a bubbling mixture of chemical. Thinking quickly Robin dove to grab her back from the edge, and was surprised when she twisted out of the way and kicked him over the edge into the vat below.

Robin! The voice of Batman echoed from the rafters.

A Batarang flew out of the dark and knocked the top hat from Jokers head and down into the same vat Robin was floating in. As the hat hit the chemicals its circuitry shorted out and sent a strong current racing along the surface of the liquid.

Batgirl, get Robin out of that vat. Batman ordered as he hurled smoke bombs around Joker and his now free and confused former slaves.

The Mayor and the Commissioner staggered coughing out of the cloud, eyes watering. Joker was still in the blinding cloud when an uppercut caught him off guard. Batman saw the shape of Jokers body as a red glow of body heat through his goggles. Venting his anxiety with each punch until Joker collapsed onto the catwalk.

What's going on here? Nobody treats the Mayor like this. The Mayor yelled between coughs.

If you can walk, I suggest you wait outside. I can be out to explain everything as soon as Joker is caught and taken care of. Batman said hoping the smoke cloud would hide the fact that the Joker was out cold.

Come with me Mayor. The Commissioner said glancing back at Batmans cloud.

After tying up Joker he hurried over to the vat of chemical. Batgirl had a lasso around Robin and was washing off the chemicals with a hose from the wall. Climbing down to see how Robin was, Batman noticed the raw red skin of his lower face and arms. Apparently Robin had managed to prevent his entire head from going under but the rest of him seemed to have chemical burns and had mild swelling.

Dick Greyson lay in bed feeling weak and sore. Actually sore didnt cover it, more like belt sanded. He kept trying to tell Barbara to stop apologizing, she hadnt been in control, but the back of his throat was sore from the mouth full of chemicals that had worked its way into his mouth and down to his stomach. The swelling had gone down rather quickly, which Bruce said was a good sign that there might not be any long term damage done. Slowly Dick drifted off to sleep, dreaming of butterflies and songbirds, especially robins.

The sun punctured his eyelids, rousing him from a restful sleep. The ache and soreness was gone but his skin still felt sensitive. As he got out of bed he noticed a significant change in his body shape. He was more slender and almost completely devoid of body hair. His waist had narrowed significantly while his hips and butt seemed to be swollen. His throat was still sore and when he tried to speak his voice cracked and slightly higher than usual.

During his shower he notice some heavy swelling on his chest and increased sensitivity. He wasnt too worried about most of the effects, assuming they were temporary side affects of the chemical bath he had taken yesterday. Quickly dressing he failed to look into the mirror and see the slightly feminized features of his face. A note on the breakfast table read:

Dick,

Sorry to leave you like this bad Bruce and I are on a stake out and may not be back for a while. If anything comes up Alfred is out acquiring the necessary equipment for the bat cave. Im really sorry about what happened, and I hate leaving you alone but Bruce says youll be all right; and he knows what hes talking about.

Barbara.

Dick went about his chores, with minor irritations bothering him every now and then. By five that evening he was too tired to do anything other than sleep. Slipping into bed he had peaceful dreams all night long.

Dick Greyson woke to the sound of dishes crashing to the floor.

My word. Alfred said staring in shock at Dick.

Looking down at himself he almost fainted. If he didnt know better he would have sworn he was looking at a woman dressed only in a pair of boxer shorts. Two firm round breasts were perched above his wasp like waist and widened hips. With one slender hand he lifted the waist band of his boxers and sighed with relief. He was still male, and due to his smaller more slender body his manhood looked bigger than usual. Hurrying to the bathroom he looked in the mirror and saw a young woman who looked exactly like his mothers college photos. All except the slight bulge in his boxer shorts.

Well the analysis is complete. The chemical compound you were drenched in not only worked as a dabilitory but also caused your body to misinterpret the hormones it produces. So your body reacts to testosterone like most people respond to estrogen, unfortunately the reverse is not true. Estrogen works like estrogen on you, and it appears that the electric current from the mind control device caused the change to be encoded into your cells. We cant do anything for you. If its any consolation your reproductive organ should function normally. You can still be a father someday. Bruce Wayne gave the bad news to Dick.

How are we going to explain my sudden gender reversal. I mean a new Robin is not a problem, but for Dick Greyson to disappear and his twin sisters arrival is a little to weird. No one will buy it.

We may have found the answer, to two problem on our stake out yesterday. Bruce said.

Okay lets do this. Robin watched as the form of Dick Greyson entered the building across the street followed by a hulking figure in a green trench coat and hat. Robin checked her makeup and costume before following the strange man. Witnesses would report both Dick Greyson entering the building but neither coming out.

Inside the figure of Dick turned around and pulled hard on his left ear, the mask fell away to reveal Barbara Gordon. The figure in the trench coat paused before moving in to attack. His hat fell from his head exposing his face, cold and bloodless as a corpse littered with green and brown root like tendrils.

You not supposed to be. No Dick. Where money? A hollow echoing voice bubbled from the creatures mouth.

You arent getting the twelve million you wanted. Even now Batman is disarming the bomb you planted in the Gotham city court house. You lose, weed boy and you wont even get to tell Poison Ivy you botched the plan. The monster fell forward onto the floor. Robin stood on its back and pulled out spray gun full of weed killer; but before she could inject her target she was knocked off her feet and the gun skittered away.

Thorns grew from the fingers of the enraged creature, and he advanced on Robin. The thorns dug into Robins stomach and broke off; growing and spreading tendrils across the costume. Frenetically she ripped the top off and threw the writhing mass away, crawling to her feet scrambled for the gun only to be kicked aside by a thorny boot. More tendrils spread along the thigh of her costume where shed been kicked. Quickly removing her pants she suddenly felt vulnerable standing in her underwear. A root laced hand gripped the gun and aimed it at the half naked heroine... (will this be the end of our... just kidding)... and it exploded in his hand. Shards of glass fell to the floor along with a bat-arang, while the fluid inside dribbled down his arm. Screams of pain screeched out of its mouth and it began to dissolve. Batgirl stood in the corner and offered a skirt and blouse to Robin and they fled through the back alley; leaving Dick Greysons clothes and wallet next to the tattered remains of the Robin suit. When the police entered the abandoned building they found a large puddle of dissolved plant matter and the apparent remains of the hero and boy.

Publicly Bruce Wayne grieved for the loss of Dick Greyson and blamed himself for allowing him to be the courier of the money that Ivy had demanded from Wayne Enterprises. His butlers young niece, Robyn, flew in to help her uncle take care of Mr. Wayne; while the entire city mourned the loss of one of their heroes. Batman Gave a spare robin costume to the Gotham city council who entombed it in a statue of the young hero.

After a few months a new heroine appeared in Gotham and allied her self with Batman, she went by the name Raven. Some cheered the return of a bat and bird duo some felt it was wrong to simply replace Robin. Protests died quickly when the duo proved to be a good team and Raven was quickly embraced by the young males of Gotham city, despite her stated preference toward women.