A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wins 03

The erotic thoughts that were now spinning uncontrollably inside her head made Batgirl's cheeks burn an even brighter red as she fled out of the room.

Outside she took some deep breaths to get her pulse back under control. She was totally confused. Surely she couldn't seriously be considering seducing him?!

As she headed towards the toilets at the end of the corridor, she was distracted as one of the nurses came over to her. She was so preoccupied that she hadn't noticed the uniform, or the smiling face until she was next to her.

"Everything ok Batgirl?" came a cheeky voice that she recognised instantly.

"Trixie -- whatever are you doing here?" responded Batgirl in surprise before looking the ginger haired young woman up and down, "And what's that you're wearing?"

"Oh, Catwoman stationed a few of the Kittens around disguised as nurses to help keep an eye on you. If that rat comes anywhere near you we'll soon sort him out!"

It was said with Trixie's usual mixture of super-confidence and bravado, and left Batgirl wondering if they really knew what they were dealing with. But there was no doubting her determination and resolution. It made Batgirl chuckle and she was thankful for the distraction. And the 'disguise' was unbelievable. It was typical Kittens!

Trixie's long, ginger hair was tightly bundled up on her head under a small white cap with a bright red cross gaudily painted on. The nurses 'dress' was the obligatory white, but was fitted so closely around her waist that, as intended, it concentrated attention on her thrusting bosom and beautiful hips. The dress was stretched so tightly over her bosom that it gaped apart showing tantalising glimpses of her soft white breasts. The hem was at least six inches higher than the standard nurses uniform, highlighting Trixie's long legs and smooth thighs, encased as they were in white stockings, the bands of which the dress just failed to cover.

She was a ravishing sight!

"It's great to see you Trixie," Batgirl laughed, "but don't take any chances. This guys not to be trifled with! Oh and don't go far down the ward .... you'll be giving the other patients heart attacks!"

Trixie laughed as well as she turned to head back to the nurse's station waving a device in her hand, "Don't worry -- as soon as we see him we just press this. Then we get the hell out of it!!"

Batgirl smiled to herself as she opened the door into the toilets. It was good to see so many people looking after her. She would have almost have welcomed Catwoman's presence ..... but then again, after what she'd just admitted, maybe not!!

13 - A Close Shave For Batgirl!

Inside the brightly lit, white tiled interior of the room, Batgirl glanced at the row of half a dozen wash basins jutting out from the wall, and the row of black-doored stalls stretching down the side. It looked deserted. All the doors were ajar.

Inevitably she paused to check herself out at the mirror that ran along one wall above the sinks.

Seeing her beautiful figure completely swamped by the hospital smock made her shake her head. Even if she did want to seduce him, it was unlikely that she'd have any success wearing this she thought wryly!

Then something strange caught her attention in the mirror. It was just the faintest glimpse of a tendril like wisp of translucent pink hovering over the nearest stall, but it set her neck hairs standing as she spun round to face it. She'd seen that before, and it was when her friend Sister Allison had been attacked by the renegade doctor!

The door opened slowly and for just a second she thought that she was ok, "Dr Stephens, how did you ........"

But then, with a sinking feeling she realised that the man's expression was harsh and mean and instead of soft blonde locks this doctor had jet black hair!

She would have turned and fled, but she couldn't! Just like in that bedroom with Sister Allison, she was frozen in place, her bottom pressing hard back against the row of white porcelain sinks.

"Well, Batgirl, it's so good to meet you again," he said nastily, "particularly in such a 'private' place!"

Batgirl glanced at the door. Maybe someone would come in! But his evil smile broadened as he looked at the door too and Batgirl heard a 'click' as he somehow managed to remotely engage the lock.

"There'll be no escape this time!" he spat out before looking her up and down, maybe seeing things that she couldn't, "You really are a prime specimen and by far the best energy provider in the city. And when I've 'harvested' you, that will finally fill my energy tanks and I'll have my victory over the rest of those cowardly so-called superior beings!"

This didn't sound good to Batgirl.

"Take that off!" he instructed as he stepped forward in front of her.

Under other circumstances, nothing would have pleased Batgirl more than to get rid of the horrible hospital gown, but now she just cringed as her hands dropped uncontrollably down to grasp the hem of the gown and pulled it smoothly over her head!

As she threw down the gown onto the cold, hard floor, standing there in just her thin black panties, he stepped back to examine her semi-naked body in more detail. Batgirl was amazed as he spoke.

"Mmmm, really very nice. You have such pleasing curves, and your breasts stand up so perfectly. I can see that I'm going to enjoy having you!"

This was weird thought a totally confused Batgirl. How come he was suddenly 'enjoying' his work and 'appreciating' his victims? His next comment answered that as he came forward again and reached out towards her bare breasts.

"I'm beginning to see why you humans indulge yourselves so much in the reproduction process. It really is quite enjoyable."

Batgirl cringed inwardly as his fingers reached out to touch her, but suddenly she realised what was happening. The alien being had clearly been inhabiting this human form for so long that it was starting to lose some of it's cold, calculating instincts and maybe it was picking up some human emotions in return? Maybe she could reason with it, change its mind?

"So, you do 'feel' something then? Why not let me go? We can talk about this....ohhhhhh my God!"

His fingers had finally reached her soft round breasts and were tracing little circular patterns across the surface, feeling the smooth, firm shape. It certainly wasn't the first time that Batgirl had had her breasts caressed, but never before had she felt such a dramatic effect, as every nerve end that they touched seemed to light up and fill her brain with pleasure. Suddenly arousal was overtaking foreboding as her dominant feeling. Then it was back to anger!!

"Your breasts are really superb you know. On a par with those of your friend that I harvested recently. She was a fighter that one, so much spirit, but no match for me. I really enjoyed taking her in the end!"

That did it!! He was talking about Catgirl and Batgirl's fury suddenly surfaced uncontrollably. She wouldn't submit to him! She'd fight the mind control and overwhelm him! And she'd show no mercy either! She was ready to tear him apart!!

The snag was that, even with her mind in such a turmoil, she still couldn't move a muscle!

He smiled as he saw her face contorting in the effort to defy him, "Ah there we are, you've got the same spirit too!" and then added ever so calmly "That'll be fantastic for increasing the harvesting energy!"

Batgirl's fight was fast dwindling away though. Her breasts were on fire at his touch and her pussy was beginning to join in as her arousal began to turn into lust! Despite everything, she was beginning to feel that she had to have him!

One last effort escaped her lips, "You evil bastard! I'll get you in the end .....aaaaragh!"

It was finally too much! His evil smile widened as his roaming fingers finally captured her erect nipples, squeezing, twisting and then pulling them hard so that she could see them stretch her taut breasts outwards. Well, she didn't actually see that because as soon as he'd touched that sensitive, rigid skin they'd both exploded in such a fresh storm of tiny pleasure signals that was even more overwhelming than his first touch. She'd had to squeeze shut her eyes as stars suddenly exploded in her tortured brain! If he hadn't been controlling her muscles, she knew that she'd have slumped to the floor but as it was she just had to stand there and suffer!

Dimly she realised that he was just stoking up her arousal so that he could maximise the energy that he would inevitably now 'harvest' but there wasn't a thing that she could do about it as her sexual responses just took completely over!!

The intensity was such that after just a few minutes further massaging of her tender nipples, she was on the edge of an orgasm, and he hadn't even touched her pussy yet! And so soon, as she inevitably slid over the blissful edge and succumbed to the glorious little convulsions that rippled through her body, she feared the worst.

And it didn't get any better for poor Batgirl. Well, maybe it did depending on whether she was listening to the rational half of her brain or sexually charged emotional part! As she came down slowly, deliriously, from that first trip, she quickly felt a hand leave her smouldering breast and begin to run down across her tight stomach, setting off a trail of tingling sensations as it went, and with an obvious destination in mind! She tried hard to squeeze her legs together.

But quickly, the searching fingers wer up against the band of her panties.

Batgirl hadn't expected them to be much protection ... and they weren't!

His fingers dipped inside the thin, almost diaphanous material, brushing up against her curly bush and triggering a quick, excited response from her pussy before twisting, grasping the material and pulling hard.

Batgirl winced as her panties tightened under her legs, the crotch disappearing up into her already wet and engorged slit, before ripping asunder with a loud tearing sound. He was so strong! The wince turned to a groan as he dragged the torn black material between her legs rubbing up hard against her clit as it came away and leaving her totally, totally defenceless!

In an almost delicate movement he twisted one hand round to cup her mound. As with her breasts, his touch instantly set her pussy throbbing. He expertly manoeuvred his index finger around her engorged sexual lips, making her thighs tense unbearably as she waited helplessly for it to delve deeper. His touch on her delicate flesh was absolutely unbearable, triggering wave after wave of electric tingles. It was an overwhelmingly pure mixture of pain and pleasure!

Soon, inevitably, the finger went deeper! When it began to roam around the inner defences of her hot pink hole she tumbled over another yet another excitement plane as, holding her breath tightly within her, she succumbed to a second, devastating orgasm. This time the moan that escaped her lips seemed to galvanise him into more action and the finger was instantly moving again, searching for her even more sensitive clit! Batgirl was starting to feel almost delirious. She hadn't come down properly from that last big hit when his finger began to massage the skin around her clit hood, instantly bringing it erect, throbbing and tingling so intensely that she went straight over the edge again!

It was long minutes later, after she'd ridden two more enormous climaxes, that Batgirl started to regain her senses a little. She was dragging in great big breaths of air as she tried desperately to bring her sated body back under control. Weakly she realised that the tormenting fingers had left her at last and she snapped open her eyes only to gasp as she saw an even more overwhelming sight.

The fingers that had finally stopped tantalising her had been busy. They'd undone his trouser belt and were shuffling his pants down, letting his dangerous, erect cock spring out. On its own it would have been an impressive sight, swaying in front of her, veins standing out on tight, stretched skin. But what made it surreal was the little tendrils of pink fluorescence dancing around the tip. As she looked down with horrified eyes, she saw the same effect swirling around her own open, sopping slit.

She looked up again just in time to see his evil grin widen and triumphant voice ring out.

"I can't believe how excited you've got Batgirl. Just as predicted, you'll be a fabulous 'harvest'! Afraid it's your sacrifice though, but it's for a noble course - Mine!!"

Batgirl couldn't believe it as she found herself inching up backwards to sit astride two of the cold white basins, her legs spreading automatically as wide as she could get them cross the tops of the bowls her hands flat behind her by the taps, holding herself rigid. Her little pink hole couldn't possibly have been more exposed and she could only watch in horror as he moved himself between her outstretched legs.

My God she thought distantly, this really is the end. I'm going to join Catgirl in the isolation ward and there'll be no coming back from that.

She made a last, enormous effort to move, to do something, anything! It was no good though and her vagina was already telling her that it was too late as she felt the tip of his resplendent cock rub up against her oily wet entrance, exploring its outer defences and setting off another avalanche of pleasure signals that exploded like a volcano in her sex drenched brain.

Instantly she was on an orgasm roller-coaster!

Just one touch had been enough to trigger the first and once started she just couldn't stop. Every sexual nerve in her body was on fire! It would only need one slight push to plant it inside her and then she knew that she'd be totally overwhelmed. The bright pink fluorescence was increasing in intensity as she felt him start to press forward. She cried out in frustration as she did her best to tighten her vagina muscles. It would be useless, but it was all she could do!

But from somewhere she heard a metallic click. Had she? Was she dreaming already in some sort of coma? But then she heard voices and the pressure on her tight vagina opening lessened rather than increased. For some reason her assailant seemed to be stepping backwards! What?

Her bleary eyes fought their way wearily open again.

She really must be dreaming surely? There were suddenly two of them in the room shouting in some strange language. Then she realised that one of them had blonde hair and was pointing some strange metallic device at her attacker which was firing a sort of shimmering force field around him. He was struggling, especially with his pants down by his ankles, to break free but the haze around him gradually intensified until with a sort of popping sound there was a brilliant flash of light and he'd gone! Disappeared completely!!

Batgirl was now slumped back over the washbasins as the forces holding her suddenly let go. Her legs were still spread out invitingly. She wanted to close them, but she was just too tired and, after all, it was a doctor that was striding forward to scoop her up in his strong arms!

14 - A Warm Welcome Back

Batgirl's dreams were starting to get complicated!

She'd dreamt that she was in a coma on the isolation ward, in a bed next to Catgirl's. Then she'd dreamt that the dream was just a figment of her imagination, just a remnant of her fears from that awful experience in the washroom. Then she'd felt the hard hospital bed under her prone form and she was dreaming that she was in the isolation ward again! Did life really have to be this complicated?

As her weary mind lazily considered the options, she felt something that brought her back to earth with a bump!

It wasn't any rational thought process. It wasn't a blinding piece of inspiration. It was the familiar feel of a soft hand tenderly massaging a very sensitive part of her body.

There was only one possibility she realised as she sighed and lay back to wallow in the blessed feeling of the friendly hand and gentle fingers as they wended their way slowly and methodically around the soft brown tangle of hair that covered her pussy.

Catgirl! It had to be. No one else felt her like that!

She slowly opened her eyes to look up straight into the young, familiar face that was beaming down on her. Catgirl wasn't in uniform. Neither was she. It was just Holly Robinson and Barbara Gordan again with Holly back in charge of Barbara's recuperation process. Her early morning wake-up call!

"Hi Lover," smiled Holly as she watched Barbara's eyes flicker open, "Looks like I really do owe you this time!!"

"What? ...... How? ........ Jesus, you're out of the coma ........ How? ........."

"My God Barbara, you just never stop with the questions do you!" laughed Holly, her hand had paused as it rummaged through Barbara's pussy hair. Batgirl gave out a grunt of annoyance as she squirmed her bottom to kick start it roaming again. It felt so warm and satisfying. She could have laid there forever!

Reality wouldn't go away though.

She looked around. She was in her private hospital ward again. Despite its utilitarian look, it was beginning to feel like home!

"So, you're ok then?" she asked finally.

"Fighting fit, thanks to you Batgirl!"

"But what happened?.... Oh my God! .....I was about to be 'harvested'..." she struggled with her memory, " .... but then 'our' doctor appeared .... did he save me?" she finished, still as confused as ever.

So Holly filled her in with some of the details.

After the dramatic events in the washroom, Dr Stephens had thrown on her hospital gown and carried Batgirl back to her ward room. Apparently he'd become concerned at her long absence and arrived just in the nick of time. His metallic 'wand' had captured the renegade Arturos5 and whisked him back to the alien's energy ship where he was now in close custody. By a process that Catgirl didn't understand, this had allowed the ship's Captain, their own Dr Stephens, to access the sexual life energy that Arturos5 had stored by assaulting all those women. By some further unknown process, he'd been able to filter it back into the original 'donor' bodies and, hey presto, all the women in the isolation ward slowly began to come out of their comas!

"Batman's pretending that he understands all this but, frankly, he doesn't have a clue!" continued Holly, "It was all just a black nightmare for me after I got caught by that evil rat. He just sucked me dry of all my life energy! Then I suddenly woke up in the isolation ward - it was unreal!!"

"Still," she added as her fingers began to delve deeper and Barbara began to feel that welcome warm tingling intensify between her legs," I'm pleased to say that I almost feel like normal now! What do you think?"

Barbara sighed as she felt a fingertip trailing lingeringly past her clit, "Mmmmm ...that's the sort of 'normal' I like!"

They were interrupted by the sound of the door opening and an authoritarian voice booming across the room, "Holly Robinson! How often have I got to tell you not to excite my patient!!"

Holly actually jumped nervously as she instantly dragged her hand out from beneath the covers.

"I didn't mean ......" she responded guiltily before turning to see the smile spreading across the newcomer's face.

"Sister Allison!" she gasped accusingly, "You could have .............oh I get it .... very funny!" as she joined in the laughter that had infectiously spread between Barbara and the ward sister as they watched Holly's face redden.

Batgirl quickly noticed that the Sister wasn't wearing her uniform today before realising that the she had only recently come out of the 'coma' along with all the other victims. She had on a bright lemon blouse and fawn flared slacks that hugged her closely, absolutely setting off her hips and legs stunningly. But, despite the bright smile and their amusement with Catgirl, she looked a little uncomfortable.