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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.
 
 Batman and Robin were engaged in stopping a robbery at the Gotham City Diamond Exchange with the help of Batgirl. Catwoman and her gang held the three heroes at bay for a while, but soon the superior fighting skills of the Bat trio came to the fore and the crooks were apprehended. Batgirl watched as Catwoman was led by Batman to a spot where she and her gang would wait for a police paddy wagon to collect them.

 This gave Batgirl an idea. If she could get to the Cat's Lair, she might find some of the hidden loot supposedly stashed there over the last couple of years. She knew of the Cat's Lair's location after having researched Catwoman's activities in her position as Barbara Gordon, chief Librarian at the Gotham City Library. Batgirl figured this gave her a slight edge on Batman, who didn't have quite the reference material she did, even with his Bat Computer. She departed the scene without giving Batman or Robin any word on what she had planned.
 
 Batgirl got to the Lair an hour later, and finding it quiet, figured it was safe to explore. Going down each hallway in turn, checking room by room, she found no signs of any hidden loot. She did find the central rec room with lots of cat toys and plenty of seats and couches. Batgirl was about to give up and leave when she checked the last room she hadn't yet looked at. No loot, but to her mind, the next best thing.
 
 She was in Catwoman's dressing room, with a complete wardrobe and a huge makeup table. 'Ah,' she thought, 'if I can get a complete costume from here, I could come back later and search at will. If any of the gang are here or come in while I'm searching, I might find some way to get them to lead me to the hoard.' Batgirl went back to the rec room to get a large sack, then went through the wardrobe putting together all the costume parts she'd need.

Batgirl's timing was impeccable. Not more than ten minutes after she departed the Cat's Lair, on her Bat cycle with a large black bag slung over her shoulder, a vehicle pulled up to the entrance of the Lair. Had Batgirl checked with Batman about her mission or even checked with him about the arrest, she would have found out that Catwoman and three of her gang escaped from the holding point before they could be taken in. They stole a car during the escape, and it was this car that arrived at the Cat's Lair.
 
 None the wiser about the fact that their hideout had been rifled through moments before, Catwoman, Leo, Scratch and Cougar settled in to recuperate from their failed robbery. Selina went to her dressing room and quickly doffed her costume, tossing it on the couch next to the makeup table. Opening the other end of the closet from the costume parts, she got out a blouse and slacks set to lounge in. Turning on the news later that evening, Selina watched as Batman and Robin were interviewed about the attempted robbery and the escape of their captives earlier in the day. She chuckled and purred, then turned off the TV, called the gang into the rec room, and started plans for their next escapade.
 
 When Batgirl got back to her apartment, she entered via the hidden tunnel at ground level. After securing her motorcycle, she got into the private elevator which opened three stories up into her own hidden wardrobe. Setting the black bag on her dressing table, Barbara then took off her Batgirl costume and the shoulder length red haired wig. After she brushed out her own short red hair, Babs changed into a skirt and blouse, put on some sandals, then hit the switch on the reversible wall panel that swung her into her publicly seen apartment. Checking her watch, she said to her parrot, "Charlie, it looks like I still have time before the shops close. See you later!"
 
 Babs grabbed her purse and keys, then took the normal elevator to the garage. She got into her little Ford, and proceeded post haste to the garment district, looking for an open wig shop. Babs got lucky. After a brief search, she found an open shop and a parking spot nearby. Then her luck doubled. The shop had precisely what Barbara was looking for, a shoulder length black wig. With her new purchase clutched closely, Babs quickly made her way back to her apartment.
 
 Since it was still relatively early in the evening, but by now quite dark, Barbara decided to make another visit to the Cat's Lair. Passing Charlie on the way to her wardrobe, Babs said, "You just watch, Charlie. In a few minutes, I'm going to come back out here, but I bet you won't recognize me!" Passing once again on the reversible door panel, Babs entered her hidden dressing room. After she took off her clothes, she sat down at the makeup table and worked over her face to highlight her cheeks and eyebrows, then put on some cherry red lipstick. Babs tucked her hair up under her wig cap, then pulled on her new black wig and brushed it out. When she pulled the black patent leather catsuit out of the bag, Babs realized she may have almost blown it.
 
 Setting the catsuit down, Barbara then took off her bra. Now she was ready to put on the catsuit. Once she had wriggled into the tight fitting garment, Babs reached behind herself and zipped up the back. She marveled at the way her free standing breasts stood out. Barbara got the black knee high boots out of the bag, looked closely for the first time at the heels on them, then figured that if Selina could walk in them, so could she.
 
 Babs laced on the boots, then tried standing. "Whoa," she said, wobbling at first, then steadied. She got the black leather gloves out of the bag, carefully pulled each finger into the claw at each tip, then zipped the gloves tightly closed on each arm halfway from the elbow to the shoulder. She got out the flowing black cape and clipped to her shoulders, with her long wig streaming out over it. Lastly, Babs got the black cowl and pulled it down over her head. Making a pose in her mirror, she said, "Meowwwrrrr!"
 
 Turning away satisfied, Babs used the reversible panel, then jauntily stepped over to Charlie, and purred, "Cat's eat birds, you know. But I'll let you be for now. See you later, Charlie!" Little did Charlie, or Babs for that matter, know that that last remark was fated to be incorrect...
 
 
 In the Batcave...
 
 Batman turned to Robin after going through the data file on the day's botched robbery and arrest, and said, "You know, Dick, I don't remember seeing Batgirl anywhere around the jewelry store after the robbery was foiled today. Did you see her?"
 
 Robin thought for a moment, then said, "No, come to think of it, I never saw her sneak off the way she usually does. I wonder where she ran off to?"
 
 "I'm sure she's okay," Batman said. "Batgirl has a habit of getting inside dope on cases, and going off on her own. I'm sure she'll be getting in our way again soon, like usual. We'll probably see her again tomorrow in Commissioner Gordon's office."
 
 Well, Batman, partly correct on the first assumption, very wrong on the second...
 
 
 In the Cat's Lair...
 
 Selina picked up her cast aside catsuit from earlier on, and went to hang it up in her closet. "What the...! There's a catsuit and its accessories missing," she screamed. As Leo came bounding into the room he was normally forbidden to enter, Selina turned to him and said, "There is a costume missing here! Unless one of you guys is getting weird on me, somebody has gone through our little abode while we were gone. Wait a minute...Leo, did you see Batgirl at any point after the fight today?"
 
 Taking a moment to search his slow memory banks, Leo then said, "No, all the time we were being herded and then escaping, I never saw her."
 
 "That's right," said Selina. "And during the newscast, she was nowhere to be seen. I wonder?..."
 
 
 Gotham City...
 
 Now wearing her Catwoman costume, Barbara went down her private elevator to the minigarage where the Bat Cycle waited. To avoid questions from anyone seeing her in transit, Babs decided to drive the spare motorcycle, which was black with no bat emblems. As she zoomed out of the hidden tunnel, Babs looked quite different from the normally seen figure using the facility. She was a picture in black sexuality, a far cry from the blue and yellow figure and cycle seen usually. Of course, the black gave her the same benefit it gave it's normal wearer, it blended nicely into the night. Barbara saw no other vehicles as she made her way to the Cat's Lair. Her approach to the Lair did not go unnoticed, however.
 
 An alarm Meow went off loudly in the rec room of the Lair, and Leo got to the monitors slightly before Selina did. The low light level TV monitors showed a black figure on a motorcycle approaching the entrance. As it got nearer, the two looked at each other, Leo grunted a, "Huh?" and Selina said, "I bet I know who that is. If Catwoman is coming to the Lair, while Catwoman is already in the Lair, that has to be whoever it was that went through this place earlier. Leo, get Scratch and Cougar and wait for our visitor to come in. I'm going to change. Stall her until I get back out to see what's going on."
 
 "Gotcha, Catwoman," Leo responded. "We'll make her feel right at home!"
 
 Barbara parked her motorcycle in some bushes off to the side so it wouldn't be readily found, then strode confidently to the door of the Cat's Lair. Easing it open, she saw lights on down the hallway, and thought, 'Okay, Plan B.' Now striding purposefully down the hallway, her heels clicking loudly on the tiled floor, Babs made her way to the rec room, where she saw three of the Cat's Kittens lounging while watching TV. "Well, is this how you bide your time," the faux Catwoman asked, "while your boss is out trying to make her way back home?"
 
 "Oh, gee, Catwoman," said Leo, "we didn't know what happened to you, so we figured on just killing time until something happened." While he was saying this, Selina, now dressed out in her own Catwoman costume, approached the rec room quietly from behind her twin. She motioned for Leo to get the usurper into the chair. "Well, anyway, now that you're here, Catwoman," said Leo, "get off your feet and rest." As Babs slowly meandered towards the seat, Leo maneuvered to get behind her.
 
 As soon as Barbara sat down, Selina jumped out of hiding and yelled, "Grab her arms and hold her down!"
 
 Barbara let out a quick gasp, then put on a wickedly made up poker face. "Now, who do you suppose this Catwoman is that you're holding in the chair, Leo? I wonder," said Selina. "Earlier today, Batgirl disappeared after our fight with Batman and Robin, and wasn't around for the telecast later, either. I wonder if she might have been sticking her fingers into a pot she shouldn't have been?"
 
 Seeing a slight twitch on Barbara's face at hearing Batgirl's name, Selina figured she had the problem nailed. "Leo, leave Scratch and Cougar holding my twin here," said Catwoman. "Go to my wardroom and get the Cat's Eye Bauble from the top right drawer of the makeup table." Turning back to look closely at her twin, Catwoman said, "You know, you really have done an outstanding job of trying to look like me. I think I'll put that to good use!"
 
 When Leo came back with the Cat's Eye, he passed it to Catwoman. She took the gem by the necklace it was attached to, then started waving it slowly in front of the sitting Catwoman. "Watch the Cat's Eye carefully, you can't take your eyes off it. Let it's powers work their way into your brain. You feel relaxed, don't you. You have no cares. You want to accept the Cat's Eye. It is your destiny. Your eyelids are becoming heavy, aren't they? Yes, you have no will of your own, now, do you? Good, your life is now at a new start. You may have been Batgirl, but she is no more. You have done such an excellent job of trying to look like Catwoman, now you will be Catwoman. Your name is now Selina Kyle. You know where your hideout is, and you know where your wardrobe is in that hideout. Catwoman, nod if you understand me."
 
 The held down woman did so.
 
 "Very good, Catwoman," said the original. "I want you to keep in mind all the tricks and knowledge you had in your past life, and put them to good use in leading your new life. When you hear a loud clap, you will awake from your little nap, and get on with planning your crimes."
 
 The older, original Catwoman went to her wardrobe to change back into casual clothes. She carefully put away the costume she'd been wearing. Then, back in front of the newer, younger Catwoman, she clapped her hands loudly. Catwoman blinked her eyes, turned her head to either side, and said, "What are you morons doing holding me down in this chair? We've got work to do!"
 
 She then looked up at the older woman and said, "Who are you? I don't remember letting any other women into my lair!"
 
 "Don't you remember, Selina? I'm your mother. I came to visit and have been minding this place for you and the boys while you've been out having fun! Come now, Selina," said 'Mom', "surely your memory isn't going bad on you at this young age. You do remember your mother, don't you?"
 
 Catwoman rose, walked over to her mother, and said, "Yes, of course, Mom. I'm sorry. It's just been so weird lately, I seem to have lost track of a few things." She then opened her clawed arms widely and embraced her mom in a loving hug.
 
 
 The person once known as Batgirl may indeed get into Batman and Robin's way sometime soon. It is a sure thing that Catwoman will be committing some crime sure to get their attention. It is doubtful she will ever be with them in the Police Commissioner's office, at least as an ally.
 
 And it may be a while before Charlie gets fed....

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