The following story contains characters owned by DC Comics/Warner Bros. It is written as a fanfic parody story not intended to make any use of actual story lines in published books. The story is purely for fun, with no profit to be made by the author. It is free to be archived on any site wishing to do so, provided the author is given proper credit.
I would really love to hear any comments you'd like to send me. Thanks, and I hope you enjoy it!
This story, like my past April Fools stories with Robin, utilizes the Tim Drake Robin, with Dick Grayson long grown out of the Robin costume and now taking on the role of Nightwing. This story is for the most part based upon the characters in the animated shows of WB TV, the late 90's versions of the Batman universe and the Superman show. Meaning that instead of the Girl of Steel becoming a partner of Superman in the early 60s like in the comic books, she only came to our world during the mid 90s. If I do the extension of this story that I hope, it will also borrow from the comics and even the movie, "Batman Returns", for some material.
Artwork done by Kevin Townson has been a major inspiration for this story, both so far and for possible future installments. He has my deepest thanks for doing such great pictures!
April Fools Joke Gone Bad Y2K
The Mystic Lipstick
by Steve Zink
Robin was such a good friend of Batgirl that the Dominoed Dare Doll shared a lot of her non-crimefighting events and life with him during both the live get-togethers and online chats they had. It was through this easy intimacy that Tim became aware of Barbara's closeness to Supergirl...but not the full extent of that closeness. Shortly after her arrival on our Earth, Kara had shared an adventure with Batgirl in halting the crime spree of the newly teamed up Poison Ivy, Harley Quinn and Livewire. The blonde Kryptonian teenager then hosted the redheaded Gothamite in both Metropolis and at her Midwest hideaway on the Kent's farm just outside of Smallville. What Barbara didn't tell Tim about was the degree of intimacy that the two girls had shared.
One day in mid-March, Babs was in an online chat with Tim, and told him about a potential get-together that was being set up for sometime in the next couple of weeks with the teenaged blonde super heroine. The young prankster looked at the calendar above his desk, and saw that the date fell close to April 1st. A brainstorm came to the grinning teen with short black hair, and he sent a long reply to his friend telling her about the idea he'd just come up with for pulling an April Fool's Joke on Supergirl.
The heroine's first reaction was that Kara might be disappointed at not finding her friend Babs at the meeting, but the young redhead beauty then decided that pulling a fast one on Supergirl would be fun. She figured that by not informing the prankster about her close friendship with the Girl of Steel would make for an April Fool's joke she'd be pulling on him! With her own wit and good sense of humor, Barbara decided not only to help Tim by lending him one of her costumes for total accuracy, but to help him with the preparation, also. She sent him a long reply with all of this information included, concluding with a question about Tim's shoe size.
The eager jokester was grinning from ear to ear as he read this. He sent his shoe size, then signed off. It looked like with Batgirl's help, he was really going to be able to do this right. Tim started right away by clearing it with his dad to be gone that weekend. He had been coming up with so many good excuses to get away from the house to play his role as Robin that this latest request was not questioned in the least.
For her part, Babs got on the phone and called Kara in Metropolis. She got lucky, and heard the chipper voice of her friend and not the answering machine. "Hello?"
"Hi, Kara, this is Babs."
"Oh, hi Babs! I just heard about the way you and Robin managed to fight off all of Joker's goons and that loopy Harley Quinn. It's a good thing he's back in Arkham. I wonder how long they'll keep Harley locked up this time? Too bad Batman wasn't around to help out, but it seems like the two of you did pretty good on your own!"
"Thanks. All it took was some good teamwork, and some much quicker thinking. Batman has already sent his own congratulations, and even said he'd wished he could've been there. Anyway, what I wanted to talk to you about is our next...rendezvous. The best possible day for me would be a Saturday, and the one two weeks away would be best."
Kara looked at her own calendar and circled Saturday, April 1st. The significance of the date meant nothing to the young Kryptonian. She was still learning a lot about her adopted planet. She asked Babs, "I've got that date set for you. Anywhere in particular you want to go?"
The redhead thought for just a second, then said, "Can we go to Smallville again? I loved that quiet setting, and that nifty underground setup you have there sort of reminds me of the Bat Cave."
"No problem. The Kents are going to be away, so we'll have the whole place to...ourselves."
Babs caught the significant drop in the super heroine's voice after that pause, and thought about what Tim was planning. Her own grin made the one worn by her friend look only halfhearted. "All by ourselves, eh? I can't wait! I'll be in costume, and waiting at the usual spot in Gotham City on Saturday morning at 10."
"Okay! See ya then!"
"Bye, Kara. Thanks!"
* * * * *
On the last Friday in March, Tim stopped in the Bat Cave to pick up one of the voice modifiers. Barbara had told him not to worry about any of the rest of it, that she would supply everything he needed. He was really tempted to bring along some of the feminine support garments on hand for their disguise work, but if his friend had said she could supply all that would be necessary to pull off the joke, the young hero would trust her.
While both of them had hoped to get to bed early Friday night because of the work they'd be doing early Saturday morning, Mr. Murphy decided to make his law felt.
Robin and Batgirl were both called upon to assist Batman in handling a situation that came up at the Gotham Civic Center late Friday evening. Two Face, apparently on his own, had grabbed the Mayor during a speech he was making concerning the safety of Gotham's streets. The villain must have just loved the irony of it. Batman had his two young aides go into the Center from the sides, while he went up to the roof to come down from above. On the Dark Knight's signal, the three made a simultaneous attack that left Two Face wondering just which direction to face. His normal option of two had been trumped.
The Mayor ended up being just a bit ruffled during the scuffle, but the show the audience watched was more than worth it for the very subject on which he'd been speaking. Because of the lateness, Batman took care of all the details with Two Face for the police, and Batgirl and Robin were freed to get back to their respective homes. Before they split up, the Dark Knight Damsel told her friend, "Make sure you're at my place no later than 7." The lad grimaced for effect, then grinned broadly. Barbara noted the knowing grin, and giggled herself.
* * * * *
Elsewhere on that same Friday, the other player in the upcoming joke was getting a diversion of her own. Around noontime, while Kara was getting a bite to eat with her friend Jimmy Olsen, a shapely hand and a wrist covered by a bright blue sleeve, and clasping a small white box, eerily extended out of the mirror over her dressing table at home. The box was laid in position on the counter top, and the hand then retreated back into whatever realm from behind the mirror it had come.
Late in the afternoon, Kara came back to her apartment in Metropolis. After dropping her purse on the table next to her couch, she went to her bedroom to change clothes. The Girl of Steel was feeling like getting out and doing some flying, and if any crooks showed up, she'd see if she could beat her cousin Kal to them. She untied her sneakers and put them under her bed. The Kryptonian cutie's denim skirt was hung up, and the light blue blouse was thrown into the dirty clothes hamper. Since the top of her costume looked so much better without a bra, this then joined the blouse in her hamper.
Kara pulled on her dark blue costume miniskirt, then pulled the white top down over her head. She straightened out the gold and red "S" on her chest until it was centered over her breasts, and wished she had boobs as big as her friend Batgirl's. "In fact, I just wish I could look more adult than like the underdeveloped teenager I am," she mused aloud. The young heroine clipped the red cape to her shoulders, and pulled the short, ankle high red boots with flat, no height heels onto her feet. Finally, she put on her wrist length white gloves, and went over to the mirror over her dressing table to make sure that the gap between her top and skirt was straight.
Supergirl wished that her cousin had not made her wear a costume that was so juvenile, but figured she would grow out of it someday. As she was flipping her long blonde hair back, Kara noted a small white box on the table below the mirror. Upon opening it, the petite blonde found a large amount of tissue fluffed up around a single, ornate tube of red lipstick. She couldn't think of anybody mentioning getting cosmetics for her, and the box had no return address, nor any names other than her own. She figured maybe Kal had dropped it off as a gift. The cute teen uncapped it, then rolled the tube.
The bright red lipstick which twirled up and out looked like something the girl thought an actress or a cover girl model might wear. Then she giggled, "Or a hooker!" Since she was all alone in her apartment, Kara saw no harm in putting some onto her own lips, just to see what she'd look like. She was particularly cautious to keep the red off her white gloves, and carefully traced around her basically plain lips. When Supergirl had filled in and completely covered her lips, she put down the tube and pressed her lips together to blend it in.
As she was pressing, Kara felt a tingling sensation in her lips, then it spread out and went through her whole body. She closed her eyes at the eerie shiver she felt, and when the Girl of Steel opened them back up a few seconds later, she saw what looked like a blonde goddess in her costume in the mirror. Supergirl raised her hands, now in white gloves going up to her elbows, and the goddess matched her motion. She had been changed from an almost mousy little blonde into the ultimate, perfect and ultra sexy blonde bombshell.
Her face was better than any cover girl's, and in particular, her bright red lips were big and puffy. The super goddess no longer had merely shoulder length blonde hair, it was big and full, falling down in waves to her shoulder blades. The huge bulges Kara saw on her chest, pushing out the white top so much that she was glad it was an indestructible stretch material, were larger than any breasts she had ever seen. Though they were incredibly large, her fleshy mounds were perfectly shaped, had readily apparent aureolas, and had very prominent nipples that poked out noticeably. Her waist was now incredibly narrow, and Supergirl's hips and ass spread out below it beautifully. Then she looked down, and saw the long and curvy legs appearing below her now even shorter skirt. She noted the way her red boots enhanced her legs now, coming up almost to her knees and clinging tight to her calves which bulged out sexily thanks to the really sexy looking five-inch stiletto heels they now sported.
In short, Kara now had a body that any model would die for, and it was hers! Somehow, the lipstick she'd found had made her wishes come true. She was definitely going to have to ask Kal where he'd found it.
It was a real shame that no bad guys made their presence known in Metropolis that evening. The Supergirl who was out on patrol was so much better looking than the one everybody was used to, and she was the only one who knew about it. 'Oh well,' she thought, 'at least my friend Babs will see my new improved body and sexier costume tomorrow. In fact...'
* * * * *
After eating a very light breakfast at his home, Tim got underway just as the sun was coming up. He arrived at Barbara's apartment at quarter to 7, and found that she was just finishing a bagel and some coffee. When the cute redhead led her friend into her hidden costume dressing room, he saw that she had spent some time in preparation. The entire Batgirl costume and all the necessary support undergarments were laid out.
"How realistic do you want your legs to appear?" she asked as they sat down. "Do you want to get rid of all your leg hair, or just matte it down with some hose?"
"Since this is just a one-shot gag, let's just use hose. I'd hate to have to explain while my hair grew back."
"Okay, then," Babs said. "As soon as you get your clothes off, I'll start passing you the items you'll need to put on, and help with those you can't handle yourself."
With a neatly folded pile of male clothes building at his side, Tim slowly became a nude example of your typical high school-aged young black haired male. Because of the fine tone his body had attained in the work he did as Robin, in addition to the physical workout involved with school activities, there was very little fat or loose skin anywhere, and his muscles, while not rippling, were quite tight.
Babs was eyeing him as he was undressing, evaluating Tim more as a piece of clay that she would have to work with and mold than a fine young specimen of the male gender. The sharply defined muscles of his legs would be smoothed and rounded a bit by the extra hose he would wear, and his arms didn't look that much different from her own. His face would be the hardest part of the task, but since he was young and without any facial hair as yet, it would be easier than working on an older male.
As soon as the last item of male clothing, Tim's shorts, was pulled away from his legs and placed on the pile, Babs handed him a cache-sex. She was more than a bit surprised to see the prankster put it right on, as if he knew what it was for. Then Babs figured that if Tim had come up with the idea to impersonate her for the joke, then he must have had some experience with that kind of thing. Asking about that could wait until he got back, and told her all about the fun.
Over the cache-sex, which had a molded in female pubic mound with a lot of detail and embedded hair, Tim pulled on a pair of pink panties for good measure. Babs handed him two pairs of neutral, flesh-colored hose that were more like thick tights, and she watched as he first gathered each leg and then laddered them into place. Her friend was doing this way too easily for someone who didn't normally wear pantyhose. When he'd finished, her piece of clay looked like he had a pretty good looking pair of feminine legs, if a bit thin in the calves and slightly muscular.
"Now, go ahead and stand facing the wall, and lean on your arms over your head for support," Barbara told him. "I'm going to lace you into a corset."
The redhead hadn't noticed when Tim put the voice modifier into his throat, and so did a double take when a voice quite like her own answered, "Okay!"
"Well, if we can get your face to look as much like mine as your voice sounds like me, this joke is going to go a long way!" Babs said with a lot of enthusiasm. "Now, suck it in!"
As Tim exhaled deeply and sucked in his stomach, Barbara wrapped a heavily boned black satin corset around his midsection. She hooked it together down the right side, then started to bring the back sides closer and closer by pulling the laces tighter and tighter. When she finished, the transforming young man not only had good looking legs, but an almost perfectly shaped, natural looking female wasp waist. His tiny physique took to the waist reduction a lot better than some of her girlfriends, upon whom Babs had laced that same corset.
"Aside from short and shallow breaths, are you doing okay?" she asked.
"This isn't my first time in a corset, you know," said the rapidly changing young man in a very feminine voice. "Don't worry, if I start having any problems, you'll be the first to hear about it."
As she handed Tim the flesh toned body briefer, Barbara giggled, saying, "I still can't get over hearing my own voice coming from your lips. We need to get the rest of you done up quick, so that it will seem at least a bit less incongruous."
Tim pulled the body briefer up to his now very feminine crotch, and then over the corset impinging his midsection. Once he had the shoulder straps over his arms, it did a good job of hiding the corset and making it seem that the eager cosplayer had a smooth and sleek female torso. That torso was still missing an important pair of components, however.
Babs took care of that need by handing the gagster a pair of DD sized, silicone filled breast forms. These were placed into the bra cups on the briefer, and Tim now had a very complete female torso. Over the very tiny waist he now had, the chest he now sported stuck out considerably. Of course, this was purely to mimic almost exactly the young woman who was monitoring and assisting in the transformation.
Now that Tim had the basic female shape, Barbara figured it was time to get to the dirty work. "Okay, have a seat at my dressing table. First I'll put some contacts over your brown eyes so you'll have the same baby blues I've got, then close your eyes. I've got a lot of work to do."
The eager young man who now looked much more like a very shapely young woman eased into the chair carefully, the restriction of his waist almost forcing him into a careful feminine movement and pose. Barbara then went to work, with everything she had on hand for her own disguise use. He felt the contacts being placed, then a skilled pair of hands working over his face, and eventually felt a wig being put into position over his head. It wasn't quick, and it wasn't easy, but when Tim finally opened his eyes again, he was looking at a pair of redhead twins in the mirror. One of those twins grinned, and he matched that with his own now brightly painted lips.
"Wow! I look so much like you it's unbelievable!" the now completely changed Tim said, finally with the body that matched the voice coming from its lips. "I'd have been able to get close to this on my own, but never as good. Thank you! This joke is going to really go off with a bang."
"You're welcome. And thanks for the compliment. I've reworked my own face so many times, but this is the first time I've duplicated my face. Now, let's get you into costume!"
Tim got up and went back to the seat where the costume was laid out. He picked up the thick, shiny black lycra spandex unitard, then sat down to ease his legs into it. He stood up to pull the costume up over his torso, then inserted his arms into the sleeves. Barbara's new twin did a bit of shifting to get the big golden yellow bat centered over his now bulging chest. He tried to do the zipper in back himself, but Babs stepped behind him and did the honors. As she pulled the zipper higher and higher, the costume pulled in closer and closer to the manufactured female form it was enclosing, clinging tightly and doing even more to mold and shape the form inside it.
The thick costume smoothed over the foundation garments underneath, and even did a decent job of rounding out Tim's still slightly smaller than average calves. There was now no way to see a male in the costume, their transformation work had been that good.
Barbara handed Tim the golden yellow boots, saying, "Your shoe size is close enough to mine that my boots should fit you. You're about a half-size larger, so you won't be able to wiggle you toes like I can."
Tim put on the left boot first, and found that he did have to squeeze just a bit to get his foot into the boot. He zipped it up, and straightened out the bat edging at the top. He did the same with the right boot, and then stood up. The moderate heels on the boots were enough to raise him a few inches higher than Babs, who was still in her slippers, but they weren't high enough to give him any trouble.
Tim pulled the golden yellow gloves onto his arms, and again worked at aligning the bat edgings. Babs passed him the cape, which matched the rest of the shiny, night black costume on the outside, but was golden yellow on the inner side. He pulled the top circular piece around his neck, and secured the velcro at his throat after making sure that the cape was straight. The golden yellow utility belt was put into place, riding high on his hips, well below his now very narrow waist.
With everything else on, that last part of the costume that would turn Tim Drake into a perfect Batgirl was the shiny black cowl and mask combination with perfect little bat ears up top and sexy shaped eye holes. Barbara handed it to him, with the opened bottom up. With a sly grin on her face, Batgirl slipped the cowl up over her head, taking care not to displace the wig. She pulled it down into position, getting the eye holes directly over her now beautiful eyes. The bottom was pulled below her chin, and closed in tightly around her neck, to be tucked into the top of the costume's unitard.
As soon as the cowl was in place, Batgirl struck a pose for Barbara. She put her arms akimbo, with her legs spread in a power pose. "Wow! If I didn't know that we'd just spent about two hours reworking your body," Babs said, "I'd have no way of knowing that it wasn't Batgirl herself, my own reflection, standing in front of me. You're going to be able to fool Kara so well that I wish I could be there to see the look on her face!"
"I'm glad I know enough about you to be able to talk easily with Supergirl. I'll do okay, unless she starts asking about any details from your past get-togethers. Now, since I've got about an hour before I get picked up by Kara, can you tell me a bit more about her?"
Babs sat down on the couch, and motioned for Batgirl to join her. For the next half hour or so, she told her twin about the mission during which they'd met, and some of the details of the young Kryptonian's life. She still very purposefully did not tell Tim about the very close female relationship she had with Kara. That would be her own small April Fool's Joke on him.
The one thing that Tim hadn't thought to ask Barbara, and that she didn't think to offer, was a good description of what Supergirl looked like. The conspirator was unaware that her friend had never met the Maid of Might, and he was working under the very good presumption that when a young woman with blonde hair came down from the sky, she would most likely be Supergirl. So it was that as the new and very realistic but fake Batgirl made her way to the statue of George Washington in Gotham Central Park, she had no idea that the young blonde she was soon to meet was very different from what the real Batgirl would have expected.
Tim had about five blocks to walk from Barbara's apartment to the near side of Central Park where the statue stood, and left her residence the same way Batgirl normally did, only not on her Bat cycle. The new Dominoed Dare Doll came out of the hidden dressing room into the little shed holding the two motorcycles, then slipped out the doorway after making sure nobody was watching. Babs watched from her window as Tim walked very assuredly in the four-inch heels of her boots. In her own humble opinion, there was no way anybody would be able to tell from Batgirl's stride and the decidedly sexy sway of her hips that the body inside that costume was anybody other than who it should have been.
For his own part, Tim was making a concerted effort at taking short, feminine steps, and emphasizing the way he swung his hips back and forth while doing so. He had become used to the heels almost right away while leaving the hideaway, and by the time he'd walked the first block, he was almost naturally walking in the moderate heels the same way Batgirl herself did, without even thinking about it.
Since it was Saturday morning, a number of children saw the buxom heroine walking along, and tugged their mothers and/or fathers closer to ask for her autograph. For those who had pens or pencils handy, Tim gladly signed a quick note from Batgirl to those that asked. This didn't slow him up very much at all, and he made it to the statue with five minutes to spare. Now a stationary target, Batgirl almost seemed to attract kids like a magnet. Luckily, before Tim's fingers wore out, a whooshing sound overhead announced the arrival of his ride.
Supergirl pulled up in midair about ten feet above Batgirl, and came to the ground beside her softly, on one foot. Before any of the kids could come clamoring to her, Kara excused them both to the crowd by saying, "I'm sorry we can't stay, folks." She faced her friend and added, "If you're ready, our mission awaits."
The faux Dark Knight Damsel handed the paper and pencil to the last little girl that had gotten to her before Supergirl arrived, and said, "Here you are, Kelly." Then she turned toward the blonde heroine and announced, "Ready, and all set! I can't wait to get going!"
Kara slipped one arm under Batgirl's knees, and put the other around her shoulders. Batgirl wrapped her golden yellow gloved hands around the Girl of Steel's neck, and the two took to the air. The young Kryptonian's super hearing picked up one of the young mothers commenting to her friend as they left. She grinned as she heard, "Did you notice how much more mature Supergirl looked? The last picture I saw of her had her looking like a young teenager. She looks like a very well developed, utterly gorgeous and beautiful full grown woman now!"
Tim had to control his giddiness at flying along at high speed without any metal shell around him. He knew that Babs had done this a number of times with Kara, so he had to act as if it was old hat. His extremely close position with Supergirl, who he thought was one hell of a good looking woman, was also something he fought to ignore. He figured that Babs must have been quite used to her looks, and so, piqued Kara's curiosity as to why the close friend in her arms had not said anything about her improved physique. Just out of curiosity, she asked, "Notice anything different about me?"
Tim did some really quick figuring, and decided she had to be referring to her looks. Not knowing whether it was different or not, his wild guess hit the mark when he said, "Your figure looks outstanding, and you look like the goddess Aphrodite with your beautiful blonde hair and your angelic face."
Kara actually managed to blush a little bit at the glowing words from her apparent girlfriend, and replied, "Thanks! I changed just before going out last night, and I've got a surprise to show you when we get to Smallville. You're going to just love it!"
Tim knew better than to ask, but wondered what she meant by 'changed'. He was also more than a bit surprised when Kara shifted her hold a bit to bring their faces closer together, then gave her supposed girlfriend a deep, full kiss on the lips. Again, Batgirl responded in an expected manner, assuming that this was something that she shared with the Maid of Might. His surprise was deepened when Kara said, "I'm sorry. I just couldn't wait!"
It was soon after this blushing admission that Kara picked up her speed, with Batgirl's cape protecting most of her body, and her cowled head tucked in close to her own blonde coifed one. The aura around her body actually prevented anything other than wind from getting to the babe in form fitted shiny black and golden yellow, and even that was prevented from doing much. Had Tim been able to look ahead as Kara did, he'd have noticed that they easily passed a few jet airliners flying much higher than themselves.
The pair of costumed women started to slow and descend into the yard outside the farmhouse on the Kent's farm after what seemed like way too short a flight to Tim. Little did he know that he'd been flying along in the arms of the beautiful blonde at a speed that would have made some old Blackbird pilots envious. Not even Kara was fully aware of her outlandish speed, since her aura kept either of them from fully feeling its affects. This was one of the reasons why Kal had wanted to keep his cousin under more control. She still had a lot to learn about her super powers.
Supergirl released Batgirl from her sure grip at ground level, and Tim walked very carefully with his weight on the balls of his feet to keep the heels from digging into the soft, grassy soil. Instead of going into the house, Kara pushed an almost inconspicuous button on a panel near the corner of the house which Mr. Kent used for many of the farm's electrical functions. This activated a hatch that opened up out of the ground near a clump of bushes. "Ready for another short flight?"
Tim made a show of jumping up into Kara's arms, which weren't in position when he jumped, but were locked around him as he settled into position. Batgirl giggled when she saw the look on the stunningly beautiful blonde's face, then said, "Let's go!"
A wide grin formed on the now luscious lips of the Maid of Might, and then she lifted off for the short trip over to the hatchway. There were no steps, which meant that flying in or falling in were the only possible forms of entry. Tim soon saw a sight which reminded him quite a bit of the familiar Bat Cave, but without most of the electronics.
When the pair alit on the cave floor, Tim looked around to note just what Superman and Supergirl had installed there. There was what appeared to be an advanced communications suite alongside a seemingly alien computer along the nearest wall, a workout section with massive weights in the center, and a small trophy case tucked into a corner. Other than that, the only thing he could see was a long, sloping set of steps which led to a doorway into what was once Kal's, and was now Kara's bedroom in the farmhouse.
As she saw Batgirl making what appeared to be her usual detailed scan of the facilities to note any differences, Kara slipped over to the comm gear. She noted nothing calling for either her or Kal's powers, and grinned. That meant that once the sightseeing was out of the way, she and Batgirl could have some real fun. The super blonde called out, "Come here a sec. I want to show you something on this computer."
Tim turned away from marveling at the multi-ton weight system, and saw Kara standing at the computer. Finally using her legs for some motion once again, Batgirl sauntered over to her girlfriend, with the person within the costume wondering when the ruse would become apparent. Tim was thoroughly enjoying his gag.
"My cousin has this system set up to do an analysis of criminal patterns that should make it a lot easier to figure out what any of our villainous foes are up to. From what I've been reading in Metropolis, your best computers here in America are called Crays. This computer here is only one-tenth as powerful as the one Kal has up in his Fortress of Solitude, and from what he tells me, this little one makes your Crays look like computer game play toys. I suppose the computer which Batman has is pretty advanced, since he is such good friends with Kal, but I'd bet it would pale next to this one."
Tim, being a computer buff from the gitgo, took in what Kara was saying with a bit of hesitation. However, when he saw her whiz through some data sorting as if it was nothing, the apparent Batgirl gasped. Even the Bat computer would have taken at least triple the time to handle what the gorgeous blonde had done in seconds with ease. He wondered if this technology was available at all to Batman. "WOW!"
The faux Batgirl then lifted a yellow glove toward the exercise gear in the center. "Just how much does that stuff weigh, and do you really press with it?"
Supergirl started walking over to the pad beneath the massive affair. "We can set it for differing amounts of resistance. As strong as I am, Kal is a good bit stronger. Right now, I have it set for me, with a resistance of twenty-five tons. I use that setting just to limber up, and do some repetitions."
Tim watched as Kara got into position, and had the machine lower closer to her body. Just showing off, she stuck up one hand, and without even using all her fingers, pushed the device a good ways over her head. The still waiting prankster put a hand to his mouth to gasp, then thought better of it, since Babs had probably already seen this trick at least once. "Okay, muscles! I get the idea. Remind me to never get you mad at me. What do you want to do next?"
"The afternoon and evening are ours, with no indications of villainy or disasters calling for our help...regardless of how I'd fooled all those kids and their parents," the eagerly thinking blonde goddess replied. "Let's go on up to the farmhouse, and have some fun!"
Tim was wondering just what kind of fun could be had in a farmhouse as he walked alongside Kara up the sloping walkway to the bedroom. The door opened into a relatively large bedroom, holding a queen sized four poster bed set out from the far wall, along with a low chest of drawers to the immediate right. A large set of closet doors was on the wall opposite the chest, and a full length mirror was on the fourth wall next to the doorway leading into the rest of the house.
Without knowing that he was doing just what the curvaceous blonde wanted and expected, Tim went over to the chest and sat his plush tush on its edge. Batgirl stretched her left leg out straight, away from the chest at a sharp angle to the ground due to its low height, and bent her right leg up to place her right boot against the side of chest. The resulting pose was just what the prankster had thought it would be - sexy as hell. When he saw the lustful look in Kara's eyes, he wondered if it had been the right idea.
The now very horny blonde walked over to Batgirl and placed her hands behind the shiny black cowl. She bent down, and twisting her head slightly, kissed the Dominoed Dare Doll much more deeply than she had in-flight. Tim felt her tongue exploring, and couldn't resist doing the same. The lips of both heroines were locked together for over a minute as they both did their best to French kiss each other. Then, before their faces parted, Tim felt Kara's knee rubbing his converted crotch, and he hoped that the cache-sex would continue to hide his now excited original equipment.
Kara lifted her face away, then let go of Batgirl's head. As she stood erect, the blonde said, "Mmmmmmm...Come on over to the mirror, Babs."
Kara shifted a few feet to stand directly in front of the mirror, with her now awesome body reflected dead center. Tim walked to a spot behind her, and being cute, crouched down to set his chin on her left shoulder. When Kara saw this, she angled her head back a bit, and looking into Batgirl's reflected eyes, said, "Can you really believe how good looking I am now? Just think, until yesterday afternoon, I was still the way you remember me looking. Then I found this."
Supergirl turned to face Batgirl, and held up a tube of lipstick. She continued, "You're going to just love what this lipstick will do for you!"
Tim was in no position to argue, and let Kara spread the bright red lipstick over the deeper red Babs had applied earlier in the morning. As Tim felt her finish the top lip and start on the bottom, Kara added, "It's a magical type that I think Kal brought back for me from some far away galaxy. It makes you look the absolute best you can, not just on your lips, but all over. It makes the wearer into a perfect female, with the best possible figure and looks. I've used it, and that's why I now look so good. It even made my costume look so much more sexy, especially my boots. You're going to be the best redhead ever, now!"
Tim felt the tube pull away from his lower lip, and almost naturally did what Babs had told him to do earlier; he blended the lipstick by bringing his lips together. Before any changes could take place, though, he quickly blurted out, "But Kara! I'm not really Barbara, I'm her friend Tim, and I am Robin. I was trying to play an April Fool's joke on you..." He stopped when a tingling, cold wave of mystical energy started to spread from his lips, up into his head, and then down through the rest of his body.
"What!? You mean that even though you look and sound just like Batgirl, you're really a guy? Uh-oh..."
Supergirl watched as Batgirl's face became even more angelic than it had looked before, with bright red, puffy lips. Her red hair became thicker, longer, and more luxuriously shiny. It had become real, instead of being a very realistic wig. No longer were there any contacts over her own baby blue eyes. The large breasts pushing out of the black costume, with the yellow bat wings astride them, grew out even further and fuller. The silicone filled shells had disappeared, to be replaced by very full and heavy flesh which Tim now felt pulling on the front of his chest, though the heft felt perfectly natural, just as if she'd grown up with them. The support garments underneath the costume disappeared, and the small waist that had been the result of the now gone corset became even tinier.
Batgirl's hips became exquisitely feminine, along with her now very shapely tush. Her just barely feminine arms and legs became smooth and curvy, with her legs in particular becoming fully perfect, as gorgeously feminine as could possibly be. Had Kara thought to use her X-ray vision, she'd have seen the ultimate conclusion to this transformation, as the folded up equipment hidden within the cache-sex disappeared along with its cover. A pleasant mound and camel toe formed on the front of Batgirl's crotch where her now perfectly feminine slit and cunt resided.
Also unseen was the voice modifier in the back of Batgirl's throat becoming nonexistent. With the ultimate in soft, sexy voices now an integral part of her new physique, she had no need of it. "Oh my God, I really am a woman now!" she said in such a smooth voice that it stunned her.
Supergirl reached behind Batgirl and pulled her around to face directly into the mirror. "You're not just a woman, you're a perfect woman! Get a look at that awesome figure you now have...and what little of your face that can be seen behind your mask. Your figure and face are even better than mine, and I thought I looked like a goddess. I guess there isn't much that can turn sexier about your costume, though." She hadn't looked down, so the only real enhancement had escaped her notice.
While her memories of who she'd been remained intact, Batgirl felt the last internal changes taking place as Kara was speaking. Every mental and physical orientation that had once belonged to a male Tim now fit in perfectly to a very female...who? "Kara, I'm not Tim anymore. I...I am an incredibly beautiful woman. But who am I?"
"I know, let's call you Tia. That's a bit like your old name, and sounds really sexy, which is the way you look. Let's see you without your cowl on."
"Okay, Tia it is. And if you feel as horny as I do right now, just taking off my cowl will only be a small start." She pulled the cowl up and over her head, and then took off her utility belt. Before she could do anything else, Kara wrapped her arms around her tiny waist. The blonde was standing on her tipsy toes, looking over the new redhead's shoulder in the mirror, with a lustful grin on her own bright red lips.
As she led Tia to her bed, Kara was pulling off her white gloves. "It seems that besides giving us the ultimate in perfect female bodies, this lipstick has given us an unquenchable thirst for sexual bliss. I know I have been looking forward to this since yesterday afternoon, and now I know you are also eager to join me. Let's not waste any time!"
It was as she unzipped her boots while sitting on the side of the bed that Tia noticed the fact that even her boots had been perfected. Her heels had gone from moderate four-inch heels to elegantly sculpted six-inch stiletto heels which were much higher and sexier. Her new physique was so adept at wearing ultrafeminine clothing that the new woman had not even noticed that she was striding on much higher heels in elegant ease. As soon as the boots were off, she pulled off her gloves, and saw the svelte fingers on her perfect hands. Her fingernails were a bright red to match her lips, and were half-inch long sculptures.
It took Kara only seconds to get out of her boots, skirt and top, and she went over to Tia to pull her zipper down. She did so with her teeth, and the beautiful redhead caught sight of this in the mirror. She grinned broadly. As soon as the very much more shapely Batgirl was out of the slinky catsuit, she turned to see the voluptuous blonde lying back on the bed, with her head just below the pillow. Kara smiled seductively, and Tia needed no further invitation.
The too beautiful to be true redhead laid down on top of the goddess-like blonde, and wrapped her hands around Kara's neck. Tia's now very full lips met Kara's, and a kiss meant to bring the ultimate in closeness was shared. While both girl's eyes were closed in bliss, and their mouths hosting twisting tongues, their bodies writhed so as to bring blonde crotch into conjunction with titian. As their bushes pounded into each other, with each girl alternating legs spread, two pairs of massive mammaries mashed into each other. Engorged nipples met engorged nipples, and both girls got hotter and moister in the process.
Tia slipped her lips away from Kara's, and before the too cute blonde could protest, she felt first a lapping tongue, and then a set of lightly biting incisors working on her left nipple as her right one was twisted and squeezed by Tia's right hand. At the same time, Tia's left hand was reaching down to Kara's vagina, and moments later, a finger was sloshing inside that hot tunnel. Kara felt her clitoris being flicked by a fingernail, and then pinched between two fingernails. The three way stimulation had the desired effect, and Tia felt Kara's body first grow tense, then arch backwards as she came to a crashing orgasm.
The super powered blonde sat up and pushed Tia over backwards. Kara had to use the particular care she'd learned in playing with Babs in past bedroom shenanigans to keep from using her super strength with her fingers or teeth as she treated Tia to slightly more refined version of what she had just done without any previous instruction. Both of Kara's hands were utilized in twisting and pinching Tia's nipples, which freed her mouth to be used on the virgin red crotch of the brand new woman. Her exploring tongue found the new woman's clitoris, and discovered that it was just as perfect as the rest of her body. She was able to actually get her lips around Tia's clit and suck on it, and in no time, the redhead came to the first orgasm in her female life.
All this time, each girl had remained quiet, savoring the feelings being engendered by their loving partners. Kara felt Tia trying to get up after her body stopped quivering, and sat back herself. "Phew! I can still remember what it felt like doing that as a guy," Tia said with a broad grin, "but that was so much better! I don't know about you, but I'm still fully charged. This female body is capable of so much more than my old male one!"
"Welcome to the world of the distaff side!" Kara enthused. "If you think you're still fully charged, just imagine what my super libido is doing right now! I'm ready if you are!"
Without a moment's hesitation, both girls rearranged themselves so that red hair hung down into a blonde bush while blonde hair settled into a red bush. Tongues and teeth were used simultaneously to cause almost coordinated orgasms that were only the first of many each felt from that most perfect 69 position. The large quantities of feminine juices released by each during these orgasms were eagerly lapped up. The exquisite flavors engendered were both individually savored, and also shared as they joined lips once again to close their bedroom bliss.
The new woman's initiation into the joys of female sex by Kara was making a lasting impression. Since she knew what it had been like to pleasure a woman as a man, Tia was starting to doubt that any male would ever be able to give her the satisfaction that another female could. She was looking forward to showing Babs her new form and skill, and would hold off on making any final decisions about 'normal' hetero sex until she'd had some experience.
While Kara went to take a super quick shower, Tia decided to see what it would be like to bring on her own orgasm. While her left hand alternated between each of her still engorged nipples, the redhead's right went straight to her pussy lips. She stimulated the exterior areas first, then poked two fingers in to work both the inner sides of her vagina and also her clitoris. Tia was so busy bringing herself on, with her eyes closed, that she didn't notice the sound of the water shutting off in Kara's shower.
Kara came back through the doorway to the bedroom just as Tia was coming to her first self-induced orgasm. She slyly crept up to the edge of the bed while crouching low, then pounced on the surprised redhead's bush to once again lap up the now familiar juices. When she finished, the blonde lifted her head and grinned. "That's another thing that we're a lot better at than guys. Welcome to the club!"
Tia blushed, then giggled. "I started out this day with the intention of pulling an April Fool's joke on you. Now, it seems like the joke has been on me. But am I ever glad that it came out the way it did! I feel so good, and am so happy...I just love this new body!"
"What's an April Fool's joke?"
After a long, deep-hearted laugh, Tia gave the young Kryptonian another lesson in Earth customs.
The End...for now.
