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April Fool's Joke Gone Bad II
1999 It Gets Worse!
by Steve Zink
This story uses characters owned by Warner Bros./DC Comics, and in no
way uses those characters to make any money. This story is a parody
using the characters in a fan fiction for strictly fan enjoyment.
Batman had left the Batcave early in the morning of April 1 to join
the rest of the members of the Justice League of America. They were
meeting for a monthly get together and situational awareness briefing
onboard the JLA's Earth orbiting satellite, where he would be occupied
for the whole day. Observing the meeting, unbeknownst to the JLA, was
Superman's 5th dimension magical foe, Mr. Mxyzptlk.
Robin, being young and with a mind fully open to off the wall jokes,
figured that, this being April 1st, he could pull a really good April
Fool's joke on Batman. After telling Alfred that he would be busy all
day in the Batcave and that he needed privacy, Robin got to work.
Going through the trophy room in the Batcave, Robin found exactly
what he was looking for. Following one of the many run ins Batman and
Robin had had with Catwoman, Batman had locked away the costume
she was wearing before sending her off to jail. Robin assembled all the
pieces of the costume at the Batcave's dressing table.
He then walked over to the costume and disguise section of the
Batcave and opened up a large cabinet. Inside the cabinet were full
head masks mounted upon wig stands. Almost all the masks were of
male faces, used by Batman mostly but occasionally by Robin to
disguise themselves for undercover work. There were also a few masks
with female faces that Batgirl had used on a few missions where all three
worked together as a team.
Robin had never before given any thought to using one of the female
masks, but his concept for the joke broke down all barriers to his
normal sexual taboos. This time, it wouldn't be Batgirl wearing one of
the female face masks. Robin looked over the female masks, trying to
decide which one would best fill his needs. He picked up his selection
and brought it back to the dressing table. It was a mask Batgirl had
used to disguise herself as a streetwalking slut, but the young crime
fighter was unaware of this detail.
The next thing Robin did was to go through the drawers of feminine
underwear and foundation garments that Batgirl had stored there. From
these he selected two pairs of suntan colored panty hose, some flesh
colored panties, a flesh colored panty girdle, a flesh tone body
briefer and a rather severe black corset. He brought the small pile of
garments to the dressing table.
Robin stripped off his costume and set it aside. After folding his
penis back between his legs under his crotch, Robin pulled on the pair of
panties to hold it there. To hide the bulge under his crotch even more,
he put on the panty girdle, which had the side benefit of also
flattening his stomach. Robin then picked up the corset which he
wrapped around his waist, then slowly and carefully pulled up the zipper
to close the corset tightly. Besides a flattened tummy, he now had a
severely hourglass shaped waist. To smooth out the harsh lines of the
corset, he pulled on the body briefer.
Now finding it difficult to bend, Robin still managed to pull on the
pair of panty hose to smooth his legs, followed by another to both shape
his calves and also further hide his leg hair. Earlier checking in the
costume collection had pointed out one missing item for his joke, and
Robin, in his non-costumed identity as Tim Drake, had gone to a
mastectomy shop to obtain the largest breast forms they had. He picked
them up out of the drawer he'd hidden them in, then put the silicone
forms in the breast cups of the body briefer, which barely held them but
still gave him a grossly over inflated chest. Robin was unfamiliar with
the measurements, but now boasted a 40DDD chest over a 19 inch waist
and 34 inch hips.
Sitting at the makeup mirror, Robin opened up the mask and pulled the
sides widely apart. He pulled the mask up to his face and settled it
into position over his eyes, nose, lips and ears. The thin vinyl
material of the mask actually did more to shape his own features into
the positions it had, and after Robin zipped the back closed, it fit
closely enough to appear from anything more than a few inches as a
natural face. Natural, that is, for a stunningly made up hooker.
Robin knew that Selina Kyle had been a prostitute in an earlier
career before becoming Catwoman, and also was aware that she was a
stickler for making up her face exotically. It was for this reason that
the young man selected the mask in the first place, knowing that if he
couldn't look exactly like Selina, he could come close. It was ironic
that he had selected Batgirl's prostitute mask to portray the now
ex-prostitute.
The mask in place, he got out a long black wig which would fall past
his shoulderblades, and put it on over his rubber head. Grinning at the
bewitching female that was now looking back at him from the mirror,
and seeing the way the mask followed his smile to look natural, Robin
started the final part of the preparation by walking over to the bench
where the costume lay.
Gathering up the left leg of the purple catsuit, Robin gently
inserted his foot into the stirrup of the foot and slid the slinky
spandex material up over the nylon encased leg to his left knee. Then
he did the same for the right leg, followed by pulling the costume
slowly up to his waist, smoothing out the folds as he did so. He was
truly amazed at the shape now encased in purple below his waist.
Carefully poking his right arm into the right sleeve, he pulled it
up to the armpit, then did the same for the left arm. Again smoothing
everything out, he reached behind himself and pulled the zipper up,
then reached over his shoulder to finish the zipping. The spandex did
an excellent job in molding around his now huge chest, forming two
bulbous purple orbs which almost exactly matched the way it clung to its
original owner. The bottom edges of the mask were then folded under
the top of the costume's neck.
Robin then reached for the shiny black vinyl boots, which had 5"
stiletto heels and would zip up to his thighs. "Boy, am I glad my feet
are still small," Robin muttered to himself. "These look a bit small,
but should still fit." Checking the bottom of the sole, he saw the
still barely visible notation saying that they were a size 7B. Once
again, Robin's unfamiliarity with female sizes threw him off a bit. He
knew he wore a size 6 shoe, so figured the size 7 boots would actually
be big on him. He didn't know that the women's size 7 was closer to a
men's size 5.
Sure enough, after inserting his foot into the first boot and
wiggling the toes to get the foot settled in, he found it tighter than
he'd figured but workable, since he wouldn't be wearing them for more
than a couple of hours. Robin had a bit of trouble getting the zipper
closed over his slightly larger instep and ankles, but got it past them
and then molded his angular legs into the elegant feminine shape as the
zip reached his thigh. He zipped on the other boot, then minced his way
back to the mirror.
Grabbing the cowl, Robin pulled it over his head, threading the hair
at the back of his head through the slot at the base of the cowl. He
took the bottom of the cowl and carefully tucked it into the neck of
the catsuit, and after smoothing it all out, made it look like a one
piece suit from head to toe. Then grabbing the gloves, Robin proceeded
to pull each one up past his elbows to reach almost to his shoulders.
Flexing his fingers, he noted the claws at the fingertips, which he
could extend or retract by carefully working his knuckles within the
finger.
Leaning back to look at himself in the mirror, Robin thought, "Oh
wow! Batman is going to freak when he sees Catwoman here in the
Batcave. Let's see, I should be able to do this one step better...if I
can find...," then sure enough, in the drawer of the makeup table he
found what he was searching for.
Robin popped the voice modifier into his throat, then testing, said,
"Well, hello Batman. Fancy meeting you here!" Hearing a female voice,
if not exactly Selina's, he felt satisfied, then turned to go wait for
Batman. In turning, he tripped on the heels he wasn't used to, and on
the way down his head caught the side of the table then bounced off the
wall. The double impact knocked out the now beautiful woman.
**************************************
What Robin couldn't know was that his transformation had been
observed. When the JLA members broke for lunch, Mxy decided he'd
had enough of the boring space station and left to go Earthside.
Superman was now married to Lois, so Mxy figured he could do
something mean and nasty to her so that Supes would be shocked upon
coming home. Much to his dismay, Mr. Mxyzptlk couldn't find Lois at
the Daily Planet or their townhouse. Luckily for her, Lois was at that
very moment doing an undercover assignment for her husband. Mxy
couldn't find her because Lois was in the identity of Maxima, infiltrating
a meeting at Lex Luthor's skyscraper. (If you want to see that story, let
me know!)
Mr. Mxyzptlk did a mental coin toss, and decided to see what he
could do to irk Superman's buddy, Batman. He arrived at the Batcave
just as Robin had been putting on his mask. What he observed had him
fascinated, and Mxy let events run to see what was going on. When the
ersatz Catwoman made her fall, Mxy figured he had some time, and
came upon an idea that made him giggle with glee. The image of Mr.
Mxyzptlk disappeared, to be replaced by the image of Batmite, a playful
but inept imp that Batman had last seen more than a decade ago.
**************************************
Twenty minutes later, the figure laid out on the floor of the Batcave
started to stir. Slowly lifting her head, she looked about and saw that
she was on the floor of the Batcave, which she recognized, even though
her thoughts were still blank. Shaking her head back and forth to try
and clear the cobwebs, she noticed the hair swinging back and forth as
she did so, then noticed what she was wearing. "Oh, that's right...I
am Catwoman! I wonder why I'm here in the Batcave?" she said as she
got up. Walking suredly to the bench behind her, as if she'd been
wearing heels all her life, she picked up her whip then coiled it and
inserted it in the top of her left boot.
Mxy, in the form of Batmite, had observed Robin coming back to
consciousness, and was ready to cast a spell when he heard the words
coming from his, well, her lips. This was too good to be true, and he
didn't even have to do anything!
Just then, the Batmobile careened into the Batcave and came to a stop
on the turnstile in the center of the cave. Batman had teleported down
from the station when the meeting ended, and gathered the Batmobile
from its storage area, to head on home. Stepping behind a pillar to hide
herself, Catwoman waited for Batman to get close, then leapt out in
front of him. "Well, Batman, it looks like I've finally got you just
where I want you!" Batman was too stunned to react, and stood there
frozen for just long enough to allow Catwoman to act. Grabbing his
hands and securing them with her coiled whip, she then pulled back his
mask, and kissed him hard. Coming up for air, Catwoman purred,
"Oooo, this is going to be a fun evening...."
Mxy was entranced at what was playing out before him, and decided to
just watch and wait for the right moment to add to the fun.
Catwoman looked upon the unmasked face of her lover, and scrunched
her forehead underneath a mask and a cowl. "I know you! You're Bruce
Wayne, but I think I already knew that. How could that be?"
Batman easily slipped his hands out of the wound up whip in the
moment of confusion, and then coiled it around Catwoman's wrists. She
started to wriggle in her bonds, but then settled down. He then reached
up to Catwoman's cowl. "Fair is fair, Selina," he told her. "If you
get to take off my cowl and see my face, then I get to do the same to
you." Her purple cowl was pulled up and over her head, and set aside.
Looking closely at his elusive paramour, Batman saw that she appeared
to be wearing a wig. This got him wondering, and he inserted his left
thumb under the front of the wig, then pulled it off her head. At this
point Batman recognized the slut mask from the disguise collection, and
said, "Now, let's see who you really are!"
Batman reached behind Catwoman's head and carefully pulled up the
zipper. He opened up the back of the mask and then pulled it forward to
show the reveal the impostor's face. "Robin?!?" he exclaimed.
The other impostor in the Batcave decided that now was the time to
get involved. Right after Batman made his exclamation, the figure of
Batmite popped into view next to them. "No, Batman," Batmite said.
"Not Robin, Catwoman!"
The young male face on top of the outlandishly shaped purple body
morphed into a duplicate of the mask that had covered it until moments
before, and the hair on his head sprang out to match the wig laying on
the bench.
But those weren't the only changes taking place.
The anatomy reshaped under the costume reshaped itself bit by bit to
become the actual flesh normally hidden there. Robin, or rather,
Catwoman could feel her feet becoming more slender and shorter, to fit
her boots perfectly. Her calves and thighs became smooth and soft in
shape, filling out where needed to become the epitome of beautiful gams.
If the shape induced by foundation garments before had looked good, the
reshaped flesh now covered only by purple spandex now looked
incredible. The wasp shaped waist over rounded hips and an absolutely
flat stomach made both the new owner and the observer gasp.
Catwoman then felt the bulge in her crotch shrink into her body, and
looking down saw the distinctly outlined shape of her new labia molded
in spandex. She started to reach down to verify what she saw, but felt
her fingers changing within the gloves and hesitated. The fingers
became smaller and more svelte, and long clawlike fingernails formed at
their tips. These new fingers then gently probed the new slit where a
projection used to be, and shivered with the feeling she got.
At this point the modifications hit her chest, and the silicone forms
turned into even larger flesh filled orbs. They were perfectly shaped,
and stood out with extended nipples as if gravity had no effect on them.
Her new claws reached up and tweaked the nipples projecting outward,
and another chill went through her body.
Catwoman was now in every way the female she had only pretended to
be earlier. She started to step over to the mirror to look at her new
self, but hesitated as she felt her heels rising. As she got to the
mirror, she saw her head rising, but then halting. She was the now the
beautiful slut in actuality!
As Catwoman then started to look down towards her feet, Batmite said,
"I just couldn't resist! You looked so good in those 5" heels that I
decided you'd look even better in 6" heels." Catwoman saw that her toes
just barely stuck forward from her instep now, but her balance seemed
to be unaffected by the incredible arch the rest of her feet were in
perched atop the pencil thin stiletto heels.
Until now, Batmite had allowed Robin's mind to take all that was
happening to her as Catwoman. She started to turn back towards
Batman, but instead turned to the table where her cowl resided. "What's
happening? I can't stop myself!" she exclaimed.
As Catwoman was pulling the cowl down over her head, threading her
mane through the slot in back and then tucking it into the top of the
neck, Batmite told her, "You are now Catwoman, in body and in mind.
You can forget anything you ever knew of a youngster named Robin.
You know enough about your new identity to make it your own, so do
it!" Fourteen years of male memories were erased, and the background
files assembled over the years by Batman and studied by Robin now
became her own life. "By the way, Selina," the imp added, "I have
already made sure that you are the only Selina Kyle. There is a young
lady in jail right now who just became Kandy Kyle, and she is there
serving time for prostitution. Since you share that profession with your
older sister, you might want to consider breaking her out!"
Now Catwoman knew why her face looked so slutty. It must have
slipped her mind that she loved to sell her body besides steal things.
Batmite turned towards Batman and saw the look on his face. "You
look surprised, Batman! Don't you like what changes I've made?"
Before Batman could reply, the disguised Mr. Mxyzptlk added, "Since
half of the Dynamic Duo is now female, let's complete the set. Good-
bye Batman, hello Batwoman!"
Batman couldn't resist as his hands opened the mask they were holding
and pulled it over his face. After the zipper was closed, the hands
reached for the long black wig, and placed it over the rubber head.
They then fell to his side.
Frozen in place now, Batman felt not just his body morphing the same
way that his partner's had, but also saw and felt the costume altering
to reflect the new body underneath it. The heavy armored shape of the
black batsuit became a tight fitting and glossy smooth lycra spandex one
which clung to the new shapes in all the right places. Her own new
breasts made the melons on Catwoman look small, and were equally
adept at defying gravity. The exquisite shape of her new body was
similar to but not the same as Catwoman's. Besides the larger breasts,
her waist was even smaller.
Even though both women's faces were derived from the same slut
mask, Batmite made sure they didn't end up as twins. Where Catwoman
recognized that her face was that of a prostitute after thinking about
it for a moment, Batwoman had no problem in knowing her role. Before
she pulled the much daintier cowl down over her head, both she and
Catwoman saw that the face she wore screamed out sex. Batwoman was
now a crimefighter with a very interesting sideline.
Batmite wasn't finished, though. Before Batwoman could make any
motions to get near either Catwoman or Batmite, the imp conjured up a
huge length of rope and proceeded to tie up Batwoman into a severe
bondage pose. He also made sure that Batwoman would enjoy it. The
memories and morals of Bruce Wayne were erased and replaced with the
sex crazed mind of Belinda Wayne, who was now so hot for sex that she
had a brain easily open to suggestion.
Catwoman took the prompt from Batmite and proceeded to use her
whip and claws in bringing the tied up wench to a number of successive
orgasms, each one bringing her closer and closer to a point where any
semblance of identity could be altered.
Catwoman saw how much Batwoman was enjoying her torture and
decided to show her an even better time. She untied the black clad
wench and led her to the bunk in the corner of the Batcave. There the
two new ladies fully explored the workings of their new bodies, each
coming to a number of orgasms in the process. In the heat of passion,
Catwoman on a whim suggested, "Batwoman, why do you have to be my
constant opponent? We could do so much better if we operated together.
Just think of the fun we could have, both at home and out on the
streets, if we were partners instead of enemies."
To her great surprise, Catwoman heard her bedmate say, "I would give
anything to be with you constantly, Selina! I could set aside Batwoman
and become a new partner of yours, if you want me."
Not knowing just how effective the power of suggestion was,
Catwoman replied, "Want you? My dear, I need you and desire you and
crave your companionship. Forget about Batwoman. You can become
Tigress, and work right alongside me!"
Mxy's work was done. The outcome of the scenario he had set up was
even better than he'd planned. Observing the girls going over to the
Bat Computer to design a new costume for the new villainess, and still
in the form of Batmite, he said, "Why don't you girls remake this
dreary Batcave into something more appealing to cats? I'll go up to
the mansion and make some changes there so everything will fit
together."
As Tigress was getting her new costume ready, Alfred the butler saw
the goofy form of Batmite blink into reality in front of him. He
couldn't recall how long it had been since he last saw the quirky imp.
Little did Alfred know that the imp he saw was a lot more malevolent
than the one he was used to. "Hello Batmite," Alfred said. "To what
do we owe the pleasure of this visit?"
Not wasting such a good opening, Batmite replied, "The pleasure is
all mine. I'm making a few changes in the Wayne household and the
environs below. A grey haired old butler won't fit in with the new
residents here, so I think we'll bring in a French Maid."
"Why on Earth would you want Master Bruce to have a French Maid?"
was Alfred's stunned reply.
"Master Bruce doesn't live here any more, Mimi. Mistress Belinda is
the new 'master' of the house," Batmite told him.
"Mimi? My name is Alfred," the butler started to say, but the imp
butt in, "Not any more it isn't! Welcome to a new world where you will
have quite a few more years to live, Mimi!"
Alfred wasn't given the opportunity to enjoy a slow change in shape
like Robin and Batman had. Where one moment stood a 70-ish grey
haired butler, the very next stood a petite young 20-ish woman with
voluptuous body and long red hair streaming down her back, dressed in a
traditional French Maids outfit and perched atop her usual 6" heeled
black patent shoes.
"Oui, Mister Batmite," were the first words from her new mouth. She
went about her cleaning and cooking duties as Batmite blinked out.
Mxy reappeared in the Batcave, this time in his own form. He saw
that Tigress already had donned her new costume, which left little to
the imagination while still looking sexy as hell. The tiger striped
lycra G-string split into two thin bands which rose to cover only the
aureolas and nipples of her ample breasts, then went round her neck to
be tied off as a halter. Similarly colored gloves went all the way to
her shoulders, and her tiger striped boots rose to her mid thighs, with
heels to match her partner's. The thin domino mask she wore barely hid
her identity, while showing off the beautiful face underneath.
Catwoman and Tigress spotted Mr. Mxyzptlk at about the same
moment, and Catwoman said, "Hello Mr. Mxyzptlk! What brings you to
the Batcave? Or should I say, The Cat's Lair? You just missed seeing
your old pal Batmite."
"Oh, I wouldn't say I missed him," Mxy replied as he blinked back
into Batmite. "I've been working undercover today, since it was the
Bats I was playing with instead of the Superoaf. Have fun in your new
lives, ladies!"
Mxy blinked away just a bit too soon, for he would have giggled in
glee at hearing that Catwoman and Tigress were planning to trap Batgirl
and Huntress and bring them into the fold.
Mimi started to feel left out when her mistresses went out having
fun and went down to the Cat Computer to make a costume of her own.
Catwoman and Tigress were surprised to find their new kitten Pussy
waiting for them.
Huntress fell for the trap first, and took on the new identity of
Manx. Manx herself was the one who snagged Batgirl, who became
Ocelot.
Since the team of Cats was doing so well, they set higher goals, and
in no time a certain Amazon Princess had joined their ranks as the new
Cheetah, and even Supergirl fell prey to Cheetah's powers.
Appropriately for her strength and powers, the super powered blonde
became Lioness.
From that moment on, the whole universe was at stake.
Mxy could not believe what changes had been wrought from a simple
April Fool's joke.
The End.
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