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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.
 Selina Kyle had heard through the grapevine that Batman would be away from Gotham City for a few days, off on some mission with his partner in the World's Greatest heroes, Superman. With only Robin and Batgirl left to cover for him, Catwoman figured she'd have no trouble putting the special display of Mideast jewels into her own collection. She made plans to get in plunder the glitter on Saturday night, actually well into Sunday morning. Activity in the museum would be the lightest that evening, and as she'd noticed in the past, the guards were least alert at that time.
 Getting past the door guards and security systems easily by using a maintenance access hatch on the roof, Catwoman made her way down to the display floor and cut the wires powering the sensors on and around the treasure. She then used her claws to open a hole in the display case. The large bag she'd brought along was rapidly filled, and when she tied off the top, many of the gems were spilling over the sides. This was turning out to be one of the best hauls she'd ever made.
 As Selina came back out of the maintenance hatch, and before she could even get any footing, she felt the bag being snapped from her hand and tossed to the rooftop to her right. She didn't even have time to look down at her loss when she felt her hands being drawn together up over her head, and tied together. "It's too bad for you that Batgirl asked me to spend the weekend with her, Catwoman. Shame on you, for trying to take advantage of Batman being away."


Catwoman recognized that self-righteous voice, even without being able to see behind herself. "Wonder Woman?! How the hell did you get alerted to my being here tonight? I figured I'd see the Bat Bitch at most, if anybody."
 "BatGIRL told me that this would be a likely night for you to try something, Catwoman. When I did a computer check on what valuables were on hand outside of normal, I saw that the Emir's collection included quite a few Cat's Eye Jade pieces. I figured that they'd be enough to draw you to the whole jewel collection. Now, you're coming with me. Understand?"
 Selina felt the power of the magic lasso sapping her will. "Yes, going with you." That damned lasso of hers... As Catwoman stood, she felt the lasso loosen a bit, while still wrapped around her wrists. She saw Wonder Woman reach down with her right hand to grab the bag, while her left hand held the lasso. That lasso, since it was only wrapped and not knotted, wasn't as tight as it could have been, had the Amazon used a bit more time in securing her prisoner. Thanks in part to the slickness of her polished leather gloves, the lasso seemed to slip even more as Wonder Woman leaned over.
 Catwoman hadn't heard anything about not trying to escape, just that she was to go with the Amazon. Using all her agility, she slipped her body back down into a crouch, practically yanking her hands free of the lasso. As she was about to turn and clobber Wonder Woman, which likely wouldn't have hurt her very much, Selina spotted a loose brick near her left foot. 'That's gotta hurt the bitch!' she figured.
 It did.
 Wonder Woman slumped to the tarred rooftop after being knocked in the back of her head by Catwoman's well placed brick. The bag of jewels fell to the roof once again, spewing a few more baubles out the loose top. Catwoman was about to collect the scattered loot and get away when she got an idea. If Batgirl was so much fun to play with, wouldn't the Amazon be all that much more fun?
 She decided the bag and its valuable plunder could sit tight for the time being. Carrying the heroine would not be as easy as the bag, but Catwoman had carried Batgirl enough to figure Wonder Woman wouldn't be that much of a problem. To make it a bit simpler, she unclipped the dressy star spangled red cape from Wonder Woman's shoulders, and placed it over the bag to sort of hide it from view, just in case. Then Catwoman hefted the tall brunette's body up and over her shoulders, and made her way back to the fire escape on the left side of the building. At the bottom was a plain looking Dodge. Batman could run around in a Batmobile that was widely recognized - Catwoman got around in a car that blended right in.
 To make sure her captive stayed out of it, Catwoman laid her out on the back seat, then reached into her glove compartment for the vial of chloroform she kept there for odd purposes, such as this. She soaked a few napkins, then laid the pile over the heroine's nose. Satisfied, Catwoman then got into the driver's seat and took off her cowl, to be a bit less obvious as she drove.
 After she parked the Dodge in the alley way next to the brownstone she was using as a safe house, Selina put her mask and cowl back on, then went to unlock and open the door. She went back to the car and retrieved her still unconscious package from the back seat. Now that she had all the time in the world, she looked more closely at her prisoner. She was stacked just a bit more than Selina, was quite pretty, and aside from being a tad taller, wasn't all that extraordinary looking, considering she was an Amazon. Batgirl was tiny in comparison, so this was going to be a much more interesting session.
 After she locked up behind herself, Catwoman put Wonder Woman down on the floor of her living room. She proceeded to remove the costume from the Amazon, but left the tiara and earrings on her head and the bracelets on her wrists. Unfettered by the golden bustier, her breasts actually seemed to expand a bit and take on more volume, even though she was laid out on her back. Catwoman shook her head at noticing this, then went to her bedroom to get a few toys. She came back with a red ball gag and a black riding crop in her hands. She knelt astride the Amazon's waist with the ball gag ready to be put in place, but then Selina had yet another idea - and this time, playing games was far from her mind.
 It was as she noted once again just how voluptuous Wonder Woman was that Catwoman got an inspiration. She was very nicely endowed herself, and if a few other things checked out, Wonder Woman was going to be in for some real fun.
 Selina laid down next to Wonder Woman. She seemed to be only an inch or so shorter, and had hair of the same color and texture, even similar in length and slightly wavy style. Selina then got back up and headed for the chair at her dressing table. She pulled off her clawed gloves for better dexterity, then unzipped and pulled off her black thigh high boots. She picked up one of Wonder Woman's red boots, then held it next to one of her own. While the heel wasn't quite as high, the size did seem to be quite similar. As a check, Selina slipped her left foot into the red boot and zipped it up. Not enough room to wiggle her toes, but definitely a good enough fit. Which meant -
 Selina pulled of her cowl and shook her hair to loosen it up, then unzipped her purple spandex body stocking. She just loved the fact that it was also known as a catsuit! It peeled off rapidly, leaving Selina in her own naked glory, with a body not that far from the Amazon's in splendor. A fact Selina was about to take advantage of.
 The catsuit and the rest of the costume, along with all of Wonder Woman's costume, were taken into Selina's bedroom. Then she went back for the Amazon, and brought her in to be placed on the bed. She sat down at her dressing table in her bedroom, facing the mirror. Selina washed off all the makeup she'd been wearing, then added some shading here, some buildup there, just the right amount of blush, and a real close match for lipstick. She used just the right shade of eye shadow, and figured her lashes were about the right color and length.
 Since her task would be easier unadorned, Selina then went over to her captive and removed the bracelets from her wrists, followed by the tiara and earrings. For all intents and purposes, the beautiful nude brunette on the bed was now just that - a simple brunette, not the heroine she had been. But in reality, she was not a simple brunette, in that she now bore a distinct resemblance to the person stripping her of her gear.
 The brunette on the bed did not remain nude for very much longer. Selina slowly pulled the leggings of the purple catsuit over Wonder Woman's legs, then before trying to go any further, picked her up and placed her in the seat. Now Selina could more easily pull the catsuit up over the Amazon's torso, then thread her arms into its sleeves. When she pulled the zipper closed up her back, Wonder Woman was encased in a very tight and form fitting purple spandex, and Selina had a slightly different experience in seeing her costume on another great body, not her own. Next were the gloves, and it took a bit of work for Selina to get each of Wonder Woman's fingers fully into those of the gloves, with the claws set to her own fingernails.
 Each of the thigh high boots was then pulled over Wonder Woman's feet and zipped up to the tops of her legs. They fitted the Amazon's slightly larger form very well, shaping the calves and thighs just as they normally did Selina's. Selina hesitated a moment with the cowl in her hand, but figured it wouldn't be worth doing any special makeup on the Amazon's face, since hidden under the cowl and mask, it would be just that - hidden. She proceeded to thread the long black mane of Wonder Woman through the slot on the back of the cowl, again a totally different experience from doing her own, then pulled the cowl down over her head and face. The neck was tucked into the top of the catsuit, and for all anyone could see, this was Catwoman sitting at her dressing table. There was no longer any evidence of the heroine she truly was.
 Now Selina was free to get dressed herself. She reached for the combined blue shorts and red and gold bustier, and slipped into it. When the zipper in back was pulled up on this one, Selina found her own mounds of flesh being molded and shaped by the golden cups. She marveled at the cleavage which this exposed! Next Selina zipped her feet in both boots, and found that her earlier test had been pretty close. After she straightened out the white stripes up the fronts of the boots, she tried walking around for a few steps. Since the heels were a bit shorter, they were easy enough to get used to. They weren't uncomfortable in the least.
 Next Selina pulled the golden belt around her waist. As soon as she secured it in back, she felt a surge of energy flow through her body. 'What this thing truly a power belt, from which the Amazon gets her super power?' She walked over to the kitchen and reached for a cast iron skillet. The handle bent in her hands like it was made of clay. Elated, Selina ran in her new boots, not even considering she was running in boots with good heels that were a bit tight, back to the bedroom. She picked up the tiara and placed it on her brow, then slipped on the star earrings. The magic lasso was clipped to the hook on her power belt, then Selina placed the bracelets over her wrists. These in place, she started to feel some sort of unity with the Amazons on Paradise Island; however, she was in no way restrained by them the way all Amazons were. She did now realize that without these bracelets on her wrists, her captive was free to act in any way she desired. Selina was going to make sure her captive acted just as SHE desired.
 Selina turned to look at herself in the mirror, and if she didn't know better, she'd have sworn it was Wonder Woman she was seeing. She doubted very much that anybody else would see anyone other than the true Amazon. This was going to work out ever better than she'd hoped. Wonder Woman could now do as she damned well pleased, and her super powers were going to come in very handy.
 The new Wonder Woman picked up her purple and black clad captive, this time so much more easily than before, and brought her out to the Dodge. She drove right back to the museum, and this time flew up to the roof. Her landing was not the best, but it would take just a bit of acclimation for Wonder Woman to get used to all her new powers. She grabbed her cape and the bag of jewels, then flew back down to the car. She folded up the cape and tucked it into her power belt. The bag was set aside for the moment. The evil Amazon reached into the back seat of the car, then brought out the ex-Amazon and placed her on the steps in front of the Museum. Since she didn't want to give up what she had so near and dear, Selina spent a few minutes thinking of just exactly that to tell her captive about where she lived and such.
 When she was ready, Selina wrapped the magic lasso around the neck of her captive, then down to the wrists crossed behind her back. Then she waved some smelling salts from the glove compartment under her nose. The purple clad beauty's eyes flickered open, and widened in surprise when she saw the twin purple orbs in her view. But before she could exclaim or shout, she heard, "You will remain quiet. You will not say anything unless answering a question or told to. Do you understand?"
 Princess Diana felt the will sapping power of her own lasso, presumably what was wrapped around her neck and wrists. "Yes," was all she said.
 "Do you recognize how you are dressed?"
 "You may elaborate and speak a bit more. Tell me how you are dressed."
 "I'm in a Catwoman costume."
 "And who would be wearing a Catwoman costume? Batgirl? Black Canary?"
 "No, Catwoman would be wearing a Catwoman costume."
 "So, I guess that means you are Catwoman. Am I correct?"
 "You say I am Catwoman. I am Wonder Woman, but I'm dressed as Catwoman. That means I must really be Catwoman."
 "You couldn't possibly have ever been Wonder Woman, since you haven't a shred of decency in your body, do you Catwoman?"
 "Everyone knows Catwoman is the most evil femme fatale. Of course I have no decency!" she nearly shouted.
 "And you have all your spare costumes and evil tools of your trade in your Cat's Lair, don't you, Catwoman. The Cat's Lair which is hidden in the hillside near the entrance to the Hattstill Chemical plant on the west side of Gotham."
 "Meowwwwrrrr, of course I know about my Cat's Lair! Just how do you know so much about it?"
 "I know everything there is to know about you, Catwoman. I even know who you really are under that costume. But don't worry, I won't tell anybody else that your name is really Selina Kyle."
 "You even know that I am Selina Kyle? I'm going to claw you apart! Meooowwwwwwrrrr!"
 "Don't worry, Catwoman. You'll be free to go and get into all kinds of trouble in just a few moments. Now, forget that you were under interrogation by Wonder Woman. You never saw or heard Wonder Woman this evening, and if you ever come into contact with her in the future, you will know that she is a person you cannot fight. You will not interfere with Wonder Woman in any way, and will obey her in every way should you meet again. You are here at the museum to grab what you can before going on to do your best to grab Batgirl. If you work her over right, you might get some new help, instead of a prickly foe. Close your eyes and count to twenty. When you reopen them, your life as Catwoman is all set to start."
 "One, two, three..."
 'I guess I'm going to have to come up with a new name for myself, now that I gave it away to Catwoman,' Wonder Woman thought as she unraveled her lasso from around the feline felon. 'Selina Prince, yeah, I like that. Selina Prince, Wonder Woman. And more!'
 Wonder Woman walked away, planning on her own new and more ominous crime wave. Catwoman counted to twenty as instructed, then went on her evil way, to strike fear in the hearts of all good people. As instructed, she knew she had no decency in her being, and was a being of pure evil.

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