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CATWOMAN AND BATMAN - THE WAGER
by Eric and Steve Zink
Part 1
Catwoman walked in to her meeting with Batman. It was hardly surprising
that she moved with such a feline grace. Selina enjoyed Batman's
admiration, and she smiled like a cat devouring the cream. She was wearing
boots with extremely high heels - not what she wore while committing
crimes, but rather, ones to turn Batman on. Having once been a high priced
whore, Ms. Kyle knew how to entice the male libido.
Soon, they were naked together on his bed, and making love with all the
fervor of their passionate natures. Without telling her, Batman was thinking,
if there was ever a sexier woman than Catwoman, he would have to
experience her to believe it. Similarly, Selina was keeping her own mouth
shut, other than moaning and squealing, thinking that if there was ever a
stronger, more virile man than Batman, he would be in the Guinness book of
world records!
Afterwards, they lay warmly in each other's arms. They both enjoyed these
brief meetings with each other, all the more so because they loved each
other. They had to hide that love unfortunately, because they were on
opposite sides of the coin of life. Batman finally broke both the silence and
serenity of the moment.
"Darling Selina, can't I persuade you to give up a life of crime and marry
me?"
As usual, Selina was tempted, but wondered many things. How would she
like being Mrs. 'anybody'? She spoke this fear only to herself. "Darling, I
love you!" she purred in her sexy, contralto. "I really do, but I like the
excitement of crime. It gets my juices stirring. You really ought to try it some
time."
Batman laughed. "Catching criminals is exciting too! Any idiot can commit a
crime, it takes more brains to catch a criminal than to be one," but as soon as
he'd said it, he flinched in realizing what he'd implied.
"Bruce, are you calling me an idiot?" Selina retorted. She felt her claws curl.
Taking her by the shoulders, Batman recovered quickly and said, "Sorry! I
apologize! You're brilliant! But you ought really to try catching malefactors,
I think you just might like it better."
"It's a pity we could not change places for a while, darling," Catwoman told
him. "That would be the only way we could find out for sure." She smiled
her seductive smile.
Batman's muscular body laid back in thought. "A wager, Selina my love."
Immediately she was alerted, and her body tensed. "A wager?" she replied
inquisitively, her green eyes glowing as if she truly were a cat.
"Yes, we will trade places for a month. I will commit three crimes. They will
be against properties that my companies or I own. If I, as Catwoman, get
away with them without you, as Batman, catching me, we will revert back to
our own bodies. You will then marry me and give up the life of a criminal."
Catwoman purred a throaty laugh, and sat her magnificent body up on the
smooth black satin sheets. "And how are we to work such a trade, Bruce
darling?"
He grinned a rare grin. "I have a machine that will switch our minds between
our bodies. I have avoided any thoughts of ever using this machine again
after the problems it caused earlier, but this is a special case, and I think the
ends justify the means. For that month, I would be in your body, I would be
Selina Kyle, the notorious Catwoman, and you would take my place as the
Batman, the feared avenger! Oh, and also Bruce Wayne, the wealthy
aristocrat."
Selina roared, "It's deliciously wicked! I love it. What a princely jest upon
the world." The vast majority of people would have disbelieved Bruce's
claim, but not Selina. Her lover never made claims he could not back up.
She thought for a moment.
"But if I do catch you, what do I get out of it?"
"What do you want?"
She considered, then replied, "I will not ask you to take up petty crime, what
would be the point. You are so rich now that any addition would hardly be
worthwhile, or very exciting. I know the dark beginnings of your life, my
dear. The dreadful murder of both your parent's in front of your eyes when
you were a child (Bruce's face darkened, remembering the tragedy that had
driven him his in entire life.) No, what I propose is this: that if I catch you,
we will take up the task of punishing those the law cannot or will not touch,
the real focus of evil, crooked politicians, the polluters, CEO's that abuse
everyone and everything and hide behind bought politicians and an army of
lawyers, the dealers in death, certain arms dealers, totalitarian Monsters like
Sadam Hussein, there will be plenty to do to keep us from being bored."
Batman sat back in thought. The idea was dangerously seductive, like
Catwoman herself.
"Oh, and I still will marry you," Selina added coyly, "no matter who wins or
loses."
Batman flashed a charming smile that quite stirred her heart. "Well, in that
case, I cannot lose!" he told her.
"You're so sweet!" she said with a purr, and rubbed her magnificent naked
body against his.
They then set up the details of the wager. First, they would need to know a
great deal more to impersonate each other. That took about a week,
interrupted by meetings between the sheets. No one was to be told, not even
Alfred, Bruce's butler and his dear departed father's mentor. Even
Catwoman's small gang was to be kept in the dark.
The day they were to perform the switch, Selina spent the morning at the
beauty parlor getting the 'works'. "I certainly am not going to turn my body
over to you, unless everything is perfect," she explained to a puzzled male.
Bruce would soon understand.
There was an odd sexual excitement within them both as they sat down in the
chairs in front of the computer-like machine. They pulled the helmets
connected to the machine over their heads. It would be the ultimate
possession of a lover - of a lover's body. The machine started automatically,
and both bodies slumped forward.
Batman's body was the first one to stir. He stood up on unsteady legs,
looked around, and gasped. He stared unbelievingly at the richly endowed
sexy body in the other chair, seeing it directly without mirrors for the first
time. Excited, the strong, large male then touched the softness of the
woman's breasts. She murmured throatily. Then her green eyes opened and
focused. For a moment, she shook her head and her long midnight black hair
was a floating cloud.
"It worked!" she cried, excitement in her sexy voice.
He picked up the female body effortlessly in his powerful arms. "It sure did!
My God, you are so strong!"
The woman grinned at him, and in a soft sexy voice replied, "You like that?"
"Who wouldn't?" he grinned. Selina, in this new body, felt an
overwhelming rush of desire for her former body. Every enchanting curve,
the way it walked and talked was so erotic! He felt his newly acquired
maleness come to attention, and his dick ached with its hardness!
For Bruce's part, she now felt so attractive, so sexy, so feminine! Bruce
looked at her former body and felt herself getting wet. God, she felt so hot!
She smiled seductively at Selina in the Bruce body and suddenly felt herself
caught up in strong arms that pressed the two of them together. Lips
desperately sought her new soft ones. And Bruce purred with contentment.
It felt so naturally right to make love this way somehow. Sex was incredible.
Selina felt so strong, so in control, so powerful, well, so fucking manly.
And the former Batman felt so incredibly sensuous and sexy and so
desirable. For both, the pleasure of sex seemed better than before, perhaps
because it was fresh and new, perhaps because it was the ultimate in self
gratification - to make love to oneself.
They stayed together in one great lovemaking bout after another until the
dawn.
Bruce awoke first, stretched catlike and smiled a smug smile. She sure had
her man with her claws deeply embedded. He would never get away!
Selina's new eyes opened and he smiled at his beautiful lover. Never had he
seen such a sexy woman!
After showering, during which she discovered the delicious feelings her new
body generated when touched in just the right places, Batman started
dressing Selina's body in her clothes. Before the switch, Selina had set them
out for her to make it a bit easier for the first time. Bruce figured out how to
put on the bra soon enough, then put on some lacy pink panties and some
smokey grey pantyhose. The buttons on the light blue blouse seemed to be on
the wrong side, but Bruce recalled that feminine shirts had the buttons
reversed from male shirts. She pulled on the black leather miniskirt, and
zipped it closed around her tiny waist.
Batman then sat down and picked up the shoes she found at the base of the
bed. She slipped her feet into them, and then stood, wavering slightly. Bruce
found she had trouble moving in the black five inch heels she had put out for
him to wear. She had thought it would be funny, and so it was. Despite the
inborn grace of this body, Bruce was using old male mental controls. He
staggered and almost fell. But soon, natural muscle memory took over, and
Bruce started walking gracefully.
"You picked those shoes deliberately, Selina!"
"MOI?" Selina laughed with Bruce's deep voice.
She then sat at the dressing table to put on her makeup, which with both her
experience in disguise as Batman and the innate skills of the body she now
wore was no problem. While doing so, she told her lover, "For the time
being, we need to start thinking of ourselves as who we appear to be, not
who we really are. I am now Selina Kyle, you are Bruce Wayne. The sooner
we can get settled into our new identities, the sooner we will be able to blend
in for the purposes of the wager."
The ex-Selina nodded, and said, "I was hoping you'd say that, SELINA. I
felt kind odd awkward thinking of myself as Selina in this body. I'm now
Bruce, and will act accordingly."
Soon, the new Catwoman left to start her new life as a criminal, while the
new Batman was preparing to track her down. If Selina, the ex-Bruce, could
commit three crimes and then be caught within a month, then the ex-Bruce
would win. If Catwoman could get away with her crimes for a month, then
Bruce, the ex-Selina, would be the victor. Each was supremely confident of
success, but either way, the old Selina figured he would win. He hadn't
figured on the new Selina's conniving mind, however.
The new Catwoman arrived at her lair. She had twenty-four hours to change
it, then the game would start in earnest. Her three kittens greeted her with
affection, and were hardly surprised when she told them of her desire to
move to a new place she had already picked out. Before they started the move
though, the kittens persuaded her to join with them in a bit of kittenish sexual
frolic. The new Selina was introduced to the thrills of lesbian sex, expanding
her repertoire. The new Bruce Wayne sat in the magnificent morning room
of Wayne Manor, waited on by his faithful butler Alfred. Bruce sat back.
Hey, this was kind of nice, he felt so secure. That night, he had a
fundraising affair to go to for the President of the United States. Before, the
Secret Service would have shot him on sight, now they would kiss his ass.
He was taking a friend, Barbara Gordon, the police commissioner's
daughter.
He stared at his image in the mirror. Staring back was a man who defined
tall, dark and handsome. His dinner clothes were the best in the city, perhaps
in the world. He sat back in his chauffeur driven limo and arrived at the
banquet where everyone fawned over the billionaire. Even the president was
acting awkward and ill at ease in front of him. Barbara was an entertaining
dinner companion, and seemed to know a lot about crime and crime fighting,
but she was hardly as desirable as Catwoman! Still, Bruce could have sworn
that he had been up close and personal in his past life with Ms. Gordon, but
couldn't figure out how. The ex-Selina had no clue that she was being
escorted by Batgirl herself, who had been attended to by her claws on a
number of occasions.
A beautiful blond woman of about thirty made a real play for him. There was
something about her that made Bruce's instincts shout beware, and he
secretly took a glass the woman was using to check her fingerprints. She
supposedly was a wealthy widow named Grace Van Skyler.
The new Catwoman was trying on and admiring herself in different clothes
and costumes in her new hideout. She had not seen Catwoman in some of
these costumes in years, and was glad they had been saved. Black catsuits
and dresses, grey catsuits, dark blue leotards, even a rarely worn bright green
catsuit. Selina reveled in squeezing her body into each one, switching from
one set of boots to another in a mix and match type of dressing game. She
even tried on some of the 'civilian' clothes hidden there, soon realizing that
they were obviously her prostitute uniforms.
For some reason, Selina felt even better in trying these on. 'I am really hot!"
she thought happily. She couldn't wait until she was in bed with her lover
again, and she could fuck his brains out. She sighed, but business called.
The Wayne Jewelry story was to be her target, at high noon. She fell asleep
dreaming of sex and cats on rooftops.
The new Batman woke up screaming. Sweat was on his face. He had just
seen his parents killed again before his eyes. 'Poor Selina," thought Bruce,
as he grew calm. "Did he have these dreams often?" The memory must be
horrible to have remained in Bruce's brain. The new Bruce was able to
handle them better than the old Bruce, as it hadn't really happened to him, no
matter now real they seemed. He thought of 'Catwoman' and grew lustful.
God, I want to fuck her so bad! It was so strange to be so in love and lust
with your own body! The new Bruce laughed and sipped a 100-year-old
vintage wine, and he drifted back to sleep.
Part 2
A horde of squalling fighting cats and dogs invaded the premises of Wayne
Jewelry; dowagers screamed, saleswomen were terrified, and security
people scurried about. In the midst of this chaos, Catwoman appeared,
wearing a skin tight outfit of purple and gold. "I've come down like a cat on
the fold!" she purred, and with little opposition, with which she dealt with a
few well placed kicks from her patent leather thigh high boots, made off with
$1M in diamonds.
That night, from a pay phone, she called Batman to gloat.
"Nice robbery!" he said. "Very clever, but its not over until the fat cat
sings."
She purred. "Darling, I suggest a truce this evening. I miss you terribly!"
He got hard just thinking about it. "You're on!"
They met at their usual spot, only now it was Bruce in Selina's body who
came slinking in, wearing tight and revealing clothes she'd taken from the
whore wardrobe, and Selina in Bruce's body that came in wearing a
Cashmere sport coat. Lovemaking was great. Neither one could image a
more perfect partner.
The next day was a charity golf outing, and Bruce was vastly amused to be
so fawned over, and also to be able to hit a golf ball so far. Mrs. Van Skyler
was making a pest out of herself, once again. She definitely deserved
investigation. He sent his devoted butler home to speed up the process of
checking the fingerprints. Bruce was more observant than Selina, even for
the ex-Batman's vaunted detective skills. He noticed that Alfred was wearing
down, and the ex-Bruce hadn't - or hadn't wanted to notice it.
Bruce had a hunch where Catwoman might have her new lair, and started
doing a computer search. There were ten possible sites. That night, he
donned the Batman costume and went searching through the night. His
original body was no cream puff, but it was wonderful to be so strong and
agile. He went from rooftop to rooftop without breathing hard. Batman came
up empty at the first three stops he checked. Well, he had seven more to go.
He would also work from the other end. First Catwoman had hit Jewelry,
would her next job be furriers? It might be a joke on Selina's part, now that
he was a woman, to go after female luxuries, jewelry than fur. It was worth
a look. Bruce found that Wayne Enterprises did indeed own a fabulous
furrier. How amusing! More than one way to skin a cat. Using the
sophisticated equipment in the Bat Cave, he set up an elaborate alarm system
and took other precautions.
The next day he got the report on Grace Van Skyler. Hummm! Very
interesting. He called and invited her for dinner in three days, then he talked
to Alfred to sound him out about a certain matter.
Bruce thought, if he were Catwoman again, when would he hit the store. Of
course - at rush hour! Most customers, most confusion. So he called the
manager, who of course fell all over him. The poor man was gibbering to be
actually talking to Bruce Wayne himself! Boy, it was sure nice having your
ass kissed everywhere you went, instead of having people reaching for the
handcuffs!
At 5PM, Catwoman and her gang hit the fur store! Fat ladies screamed and
Catwoman, still in her purple and gold outfit, let loose lynxes and other wild
cats. The customers started running for cover. It was weird for Bruce to hear
his own triumphant, derisive laugh coming from the beautiful woman down
there, the woman that used to be herself. Just as they were loading sables, he
swung down and dropped knock out gas. The last thing Catwoman saw was
Batman's triumphant smile under the cowl!
When Selina woke up, she was in the Batmobile.
"Well, I guess you won! How did you figure out where I would hit?" she
purred, not at all too disappointed. At least Selina would now marry him after
they became themselves again.
Batman explained his reasoning, and Catwoman nodded her lovely head. She
looked around, and noticed scenery that did not look like that seen on the way
to Wayne Manor and the Batcave. "Why aren't we headed for the Batcave?"
she asked in a puzzled tone.
"Because we are headed for jail," Batman replied. "That is where criminals
belong, isn't it, CATWOMAN?"
The ex-Bruce's heart grew cold in Selina's lovely bosom. "You wouldn't?!
We had a wager!"
"Which I won. Now, I am Batman and Bruce Wayne, and you are Selina
Kyle, the notorious Catwoman. I know you want to keep the technology of
body switching secret, so I don't know if you will say anything, but even if
you do, no one will believe you! Enjoy prison. I always thought it left a
great deal to be desired, but you may like it - who knows!"
Selina was frightened. 'I'm stuck!" she thought, "but wait, Alfred will
believe me. I've got to get a hold of Alfred.'
"If you're thinking about calling Alfred, don't brother. I've changed the
phones at my home, stately Wayne Manor, and will not accept any calls from
any jails and only from certain numbers, period."
"I thought you loved me!" Selina found herself weeping, her generous
breasts heaving.
He kissed her. "Oh, but I do, my treasure, I do. But you loved me too,
didn't you? And didn't you put ME in jail? Turnabout is, after all, fair play."
Before arriving at the police station, Bruce had Selina remove her purple and
gold costume while still in the Batmobile. She was given a plain blue smock
to wear for her induction, and white sneakers. Even in such plain garb,
Selina looked stunning. Bruce hid the costume in the Batmobile.
A stunned Selina Kyle was booked amid TV cameras and policemen, all
congratulating Batman for his brilliant victory over a hardened criminal!
Two days later, in the holding cell, Selina had to kick the shit out of two
guards who had tried to molest her. Because of this, she was now in
solitary. Along with the gruel served for breakfast, Selina was given a copy
of the newspaper. She pushed aside the inedible slop, and looked at the
paper. Her heart grew cold. Her only friend, the man who had been like a
father to her, was dead! An obituary of Alfred was in the newspaper. The
story went on to say that Billionaire Bruce Wayne was heartbroken over the
death of his long time servant! Had Bruce killed him, the only person who
might believe she wasn't really Catwoman?
The barred door swung open, and a surprised Selina was taken out. Batman
was there. Selina felt like scratching her two timing lover's eyes out. Flash
bulbs flashed. Batman presented the surprised Catwoman with a pardon
sighed by the governor, and also a release sighed by Bruce Wayne himself,
saying that it was all a scheme, first to test security, and more importantly, to
reveal corrupt practices in Prison.
Batman said, "Ms. Kyle, will you please give us your report of what's been
going on here?"
Selina pulled herself together, and instinctively posed her magnificent figure.
She smiled dazzlingly at the camera, and told about rapes, and the selling of
drugs and the forced prostitution of the inmates. The Prison warden and
many others were arrested on the spot. The governor himself shook her
hand, and made sure he sucked up to Bruce, who had promised him a
sizable campaign contribution! Very sizable.
In the Batmobile, Batman laughed as tears flowed down his face. "What a
joke! Got you pretty good! Did you really think I would leave you in there,
my love?" As he pulled the Batmobile into a secluded spot, Batman parked it,
and then surprised Selina by handing her the purple and gold costume she'd
removed a few days earlier.
Selina sighed with exasperated relief. Men were so silly. You never knew
what stupid things they would think were funny! "I didn't know what to
think! What happened to poor Alfred?" she said, while pulling off the blue
smock.
"Didn't you know he had terminal cancer?"
"He never told me!" said a shocked Selina, as she slipped her legs into the
tight fitting purple catsuit.
"I got it out of him. He didn't want to worry you."
"That is so like him!" Catwoman replied. She was crying for the loss of her
best friend, another father lost, as she pulled the gold thigh high boots on and
zipped them tight.
"Well, only his body is dead."
"What!" she exclaimed, while pulling the gold shoulder length gloves onto
her arms, flexing her claws when finished.
"Yes, I persuaded him, by saying how much I needed him, to switch bodies
with Grace Van Skyler. Don't look so shocked, Selina. I had her checked
out, and she was a merry widow murderess, had already killed 6 husbands
and had planned on making Bruce Wayne the lucky number seven! So now,
he is Ms. Van Skyler, working as Bruce Wayne's social secretary, and as a
bonus, a dangerous criminal is permanently out of circulation!"
Selina knew she should feel outraged at Bruce's taking the law into his own
hands, but the relief she felt that Alfred, one of the most decent people in this
world, was still alive overrode any other feelings. She completed her costume
by pulling the cowl down over her head and tucking it into the neck of the
catsuit. Selina was now Catwoman once again, and ready to change with
Batman, but still hoping for her plans to work.
When they arrived in the Batcave, it was Batman and Catwoman who stepped
out of the vehicle. Bruce surprised Selina by not going directly to the mind
swap. Had her plans actually worked? He gave her another outfit, and she
changed clothes into a sexy casual outfit. She put on a sexy knit dress that
showed off her magnificent figure, as well as the high heeled black boots she
had grown to love. Selina smirked at the mirror. I look great!
They went upstairs, and Selina saw a stunningly beautiful young blonde
haired woman approaching them. She was smiling affectionately at Bruce.
"Master Bruce," she said with an English accent fighting over a New York
twang. "So this is your lovely intended. Miss Kyle, may I be the first to
welcome you to the family!"
"Thank you!" replied the woman wondering about already made wedding
plans.
"Well, I will leave you two love birds alone! Master Bruce, I can't thank you
enough, it is so wonderful to be free from the pain I carried with me for 6
long years!"
After he left, Bruce turned to his former body. "You admit that I won."
Selina nodded her lovely head. "The forces of good, as usual, triumphed
over the forces of evil."
He laughed. "Remember our wager. Now we go after the truly evil people in
the world, whom the law can't, or won't, touch!"
Selina smiled. It was good to have an excuse to do so! She had always
wanted to carry the crusade to the shadow figures that caused much of the
world's human misery, but had been too constrained. Well, now that was
out of her hands.
"Also, I do not want to go back! I like it here!"
"But, darling!" Selina said, feigning surprise.
"No buts, the machine has been dismantled and hid, you are stuck. I hope
you won't be too unhappy, but you did lose the bet and part of the bet was
that the loser would have to do the winner's biding. Well, I like being Bruce
Wayne, the incredibly respectable Billionaire. I like sex better, I like being
strong. I hope it won't be too hard on you, being the fallen woman,
redeemed by the love of a good man, but you are going to have to put up
with it. Sooner you than me! I still expected you to marry me, keeping your
promises."
The new and now forever Selina cried a little, but nodded. "I won't wear
white at the wedding," she said mulishly!
The new and now forever Bruce smiled with relief. "Wear whatever color
you wish, Selina!"
"Also, jail was awful! You owe me big time for your trick. I want an
unlimited charge account!"
"Is that all you women think about, is spending money?"
She grinned, and said, "Pretty much, that and sex!" She rubbed her body up
against him.
"Now that I have no objection to, either!" Bruce chortled. He was so
relieved that his lover still loved him and was taking it so well.
Each time was better for them.
Selina's ensemble at the wedding was a pale lavender. She had developed a
liking for the color purple. Her kittens were the bridesmaids, along with
Barbara Gordon.
Barbara would soon find out a few things, and the kittens got a new
member. Gotham City never saw Batgirl again, and everyone wondered what
had happened to her. Meanwhile, the general populace became enthralled by
the exploits of a new band of female crusaders righting the wrongs of the
untouchable elite, working with Batman.
Epilogue
The new Selina was standing in front of the portrait of BRUCE'S parents,
thinking of the recent past. 'It had worked! It had worked. The suggestions I
had programmed into the machine had worked. Selina was happy to be
Bruce Wayne and the Batman and I can lay down the melancholy burden of
my life, of being Batman, of being the haunted Bruce Wayne. I transferred
the memory of their deaths to the new Bruce. He can handle it so much
better, because he is not really me. I have done it! I have escaped from
myself. I now am the incredibly sexy and free spirited Selina Kyle! I've
never been so happy!'
With a glance to each side to be sure she wasn't being observed, Selina then
put her thoughts into words. "Unexpected bonuses were that I like sex
better, and are clothes ever fun, especially shoes and boots. I just can't buy
enough! Fortunately, I have a rich husband!" she laughed, filled with joy.
She had been reborn!
The end? No, no, no. The beginning of a new life!
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