BATGIRL- THE MUTAZON MUTILATIONS By E.N.Cuire The three Superheroine Characters who are part of this story are copyright of DC Comics and Time-Warner Entertainment. This story is a tribute to the creators of those characters and is written for no monitary recompense but in the vein or enjoyment for the readers who DARE to continue... If you are offended by sexual content and/or mayhem, we suggest you do not continue. If, however, you enjoy fantasies and wish to explore them further, you're welcome to read on... ******* Batgirl was totally glad she'd allowed herself to exchange her old outfit for one made of rubber and latex after so many encounters with the ultra-kinky Catwoman. Only to herself would she have admitted her new and kinkier sides and how she loved to be dominated after a life given to the domination of the Criminal element. She had, in fact, allowed herself to be captured at least twice so as to allow her own degredation before turning the tide on her neffarious captors. This night was one like many others. It was perfect for the new, kinkier outfit of ebony rubber with the crotch high boots, shoulder length gloves and hip hugger utility belt of bright yellow rubber since she knew the Batcycle would be throwing lots of spray up her long, shapely rubber protected limbs even though the five inch heels of the boots could prove to be a little over the top. She'd grown up wearing the highest heels however, so the heel height did nothing to impede her speed and movement. She'd left the confines of her secret apartment and garage, glad of taking the extra step of building goggles into her latest Batcowl, goggles that could be activated by a simple twitch of her shapely eyebrows and goggles that were now protecting her eyes from the spraying efluvia sent up by the whiring tires against a watersoaked pavement and driving rain. Her cape billowed out behind her as she rode, answering a call that had been meant for Bruce and Robin who were in Washington on a secret Government assignment. A weapons warehouse was being robbed and Batgirl was on her way there. Babs was quick to realize she'd ridden into a trap. The stitching of the pavement by machinegun fire was an indication that this had been a setup from the start. These crooks, whoever they were, knew she'd be the one to answer the silent alarm and, while she slewed the bike she realized that there must be an informant in the Police department who had given up the information. Crooks knew that simple machinegun fire would never get through the armor plating of the Batmobile. The trap was further confirmed when four Humvees, equipped with huge machine guns came out of four different streets and, as Batgirl turned the cycle, roared off in persuit of the fast moving Bike while spraying bullets in her wake. Batgirl was riding a race for her very life and throwing the powerful motor through rainslick streets as if she was in an all out motorcycle race. Several times she felt the back wheel start on a deadly slide and, each time, managed a reverse steer that coorected the problem as adrenalin pumped through every vein in her abundantly shaped bod. She was scared yet strangely excited , sensually turned on by the inherrant danger and risk of death. "We've got her..." A radio transmission from one Humvee to another. "She's got to stop... The bridge is under repair..." "The Boss wants her alive..." Came the reply. "Try and cut her off from the bridge..." "Wont be able to get past her. She's moving too fast..." "Try to ram her, then... Take our chances that she wont be killed..." The big Humvee tried to narrow the gap but Babs was in sinc with her machine and sped up, unaware of the bridge problems coming up ahead. It was too late when she saw the stanchions with their flashing yellow beacons that indicated work in progress. And the ominous sign, 'BRIDGE UNDER REPAIR' that flashed by in the still pouring rain. A stitching of bullets seemed to precede her as she crashed through a wooden barrier and she was suddenly airborn. "Damn it, she's gone off the bridge..." Went over the two way radio. "Get up there and see if you can spot her... Maybe she's still alive..." The Humvees slid to a halt and the men all got out, rushing to the edge of the bridge. They saw nothing in the turbulant waters. "Well, guys, Batgirl is dead... Shame. Would have loved to fuck that one half to death..." ******************* Batgirl knew she had to be dead and buried. She was, however, breathing and found herself imbedded over her abbundant boobs in what seemed to be a claylike substance but seemed to be otherwise uninjured. Impossible. "What is that creature and where did it come from?" Came tones somewhat familiar to the Princess of Darkness. Batgirl turned her earcowled head toward the voice. "Wonder Woman? Is that you?" She said, relief echoing in her voice. Wonder Woman looked familiar but the outfit was one Babs had never seen before. At Wondie's puzzled look, Babs asked, "Wondie... Dont you know me?" "You are not familiar to me... No." Stated Wonder Woman, long red gloved fists firmly on blue rubber panted hips to which the legs were bloused into knee high red boots of rubber cuffed, as was familiar to Batgirl, in white. "Do you know her, Supergirl?" Asked Wondie. Supergirl was again familiar to Babs, but different. She, like Wonder Woman, was masked and also wore shouldr length gloves. Gone, too, was the skirt replaced by an azure catsuit and thigh high red boots. "No..." she replied. "Never saw her before..." "It's me... Batgirl..." Shouted Babs in frustration and while sinking further, to her neck now in the mire. Her two former friends were looking at eafhother in puzzlement. "Who's Batgirl?" Asked Wonder Woman. "Uh, perhaps we should pull her out and then ask the questions..." "Ah, Batgirl?... If you cause us trouble, we shall have to kill you..." Said Supergirl who, on Babs' nod of understanding, waded into the mire past her booted knees then, reaching out, took hold of one of Babs' gloved arms and slowly extricated her from the clinging mud. When Babs was on firmer ground she turned to Wonder Woman and said. "I like the new outfit, Diana..." "How do you know my secret identity?" Went Diana in shock. "Must be a Griball spy..." "What's a Grimball?" Asked Batgirl in surprise. "New Criminal gang or something?" The two Superheroines turned to each other with looks of consternation, wondering if anyone was that dumb. Wondie took her golden lassoo and surrounded Batgirl with it. "Tell me, ah, Batgirl... Where are you from?" "Gotham City, of course..." "There is no such place existing here... Can it be that you're from another dimension?" "And in a dimension where Batgirl didn't exist ... " Mused Batgirl. "Have you heard of Batman?" "Robin killed him..." Said Supergirl, a look of sorrow crossing her visage. "We know you can not lie while tied with the rope. You must be from another dimension..." Babs didn't know what to think. The whole day seemed to be just too much for her and she shuddered, her gloved arms going around herself accidentaly enhancing the hugeness of her breasts and making her nipples stand out. "That, or I'm dead..." She said, a tear escaping from under her mask. Wonder Woman put her arm around Babs' shoulders. "Come... We must get to Paradise Cave before dark... Do you fly?" On a shake of Batgirl's head, Supergirl picked her up, a gloved arm around Babs' trim waist and the trio streaked up into the darkening sky. ***************** Babs was shocked at the devastation she saw below them. Ruins everywhere, piles of rubble and deep, flooded pits. "Whatever must have caused this? Surely Nuclear blasts..." She thought as they flew along. They flew into a large cave mouth and set down on a dank, wet floor, Babs following Supergirl and Wonder Woman as they strode deeper and deeper into the cavern which seemed to be illuminated by almost trasluscent stalagmites and stalagtites. "We were forced under the surface by radiation and need of a secret lair... We have too many enemies out there now..." Expalined Wonder Woman. "Supergirl can withstand the radiation but, alas, I am but an Amazon and of this World..." Babs was surprised that the main cavern was not too damp or cold. Then, too, the two Superheroines had somehow managed to make it somewhat homey despite the number of torture devices displayed around the walls which Supergirl explained away with a shrug. "Some were left here by Batman and we felt it important to maintain some of our own history here... Some of the devices used in the past to atry and vanquish us... Obviously..." She added, "They didn't succede..." Batgirl perversely found she was getting moist down below as she examined some of the devises, not too far differing from some she, herself, had been forced to endure in her own past. Some, indeed, were even crueler and, with her own mascochistic bent, Babs found herself wondering how they would have felt if used on her own person. Wonder Woman, meanwhile, had busied herself over a stove and wonderful aromas were wafting around, reminding Babs she hadn't eaten in a long, long time. Babs remembered that Diana was a wonderful cook and, after all, Superheroines had to eat just as mere mortals required sustenance. "Shoot... The Mutes found us..." Exclaimed Supergirl as they completed their repast. She was on her feet in a trice and charging at the first three Grimballs while frying another with her x-ray vision. Wonder Woman and Batgirl were up in the blink of an eye anc charging into the fray and, for a wile, looked like they were holding their own against overwhelming numbers. The Grimballs were gigantic, of a green hue and undetermined sex. They were also hugely powerful and Batgirl, despite her agility, was finding it hard to knock them out. Wondie, of course, was doing far better and Supergirl was felling them like skittles. The odds, however, were starting to tell and Babs saw Supergirl stagger when hit with what seemed to be a greenish, gooey substance from some kind of spraying weapon and was weakening fast. "Kryptonite spray..." Exclaimed Batgirl, turning. "Got to save her..." And launched herself boots first toward the Grimball behind the sprayer sending him down but getting a large dose of the gooey material over herself, a gluelike substance that impeded her own movement. Wonder Woman had been seized somehow by three of the Grimballs who were holding her arms cruelly behind her while two more of their number thudded huge gloved fisted punches in the Amazon's belly and breasts and just before another managed to rip her corset top free of her huge appendages. Four of the Grimballs had managed to land atop Batgirl and had trapped her gloved arms under her just before Babs found her zippers being opened allowing her boyant breasts to burst from her outfit to be squeezed and manipulated while her pussylips were being shunted aside by an immense member seeking deep penetration. "NO... YOU CANT..." she managed to exclaim before another member popped into that orifice and probed tonsil deep. "Ummmph..." Batgirl's eyes were wide and a tear flowed from the corner of one as she saw Wondie bent over so as to accept rape from both ends. She was continuing to struggle and receiving a pummeling to both her amazing boobs for her trouble, the fists going wrist deep in each breast at every punch, breasts Babs knew to be extremely firm which gave proof of the power of these monsters. Supergirl was now draped over a metal table and too weakened by the kryptonite spray to move. Tears were running from her cornsilk blue eyes as she was forced to accept an immense prick in what is termed in rude parlance as 'the back door'. Babs knew just how defiled and degraded she must have felt specially when another took his place between her slack jaws. Batgirl's uncontrolable sensuality had taken her over by now and she was shamelessly cumming with each and every blast into any of her depths. She was tripping along on sex and in such throes of orgasm she'd all but forgotten her two friends. She was in such throes of orgasmic delight that she orgasmed hugely when two red hot needles were run through her engorged nipples and rings ewere added to each resultant hole. She did buck wildly as a white hotpin was again used, this time skewering her upstanding clittie, the intense pain mixing with pleasure to produce a series of cummings that had her gasping. Orgasms that were hers and theirs too. Suddenly there were sounds of gloved hands clapping together twice. "That's enough for now... Make sure you give Superslut her medicine..." Through tearfilled eyes Batgirl must atch as six Grimballs joined together using prodigeous strength to force a Kryptonite Dildo some fourteen inches long and as thick as one of Babs' arm muscles between Supergirl's asscheeks and s-l-o-w-l-y into the depths of that opening. Babs felt for Supergirl as she remembered the first time she'd been dildoed there and her own shame. The weakened Supergirl was now being coerced to swallow a round kryptonite pill, force needed for the Grimballs to effect this much lessened by the kryptonite dildo and spray she'd already endured. She did continue to struggle, however, despite the pummeling of her denuded breasts by more of her assailants. "Bring me the Amazon..." Came that female voice again from the shadows. Babs realized that this voice, too, was familiar so she wasn't surprised at the lythe but well built figure in a burgandy rubber catsuit, thigh high boots and matching shoulder length gloves of ebony rubber strode into the light. Missing, however, was the eared cowl although the Woman was masked. "Serena Kyle..." Hissed Babs as she noted the emerald green eyes shining in manic excitement from behind the ebony mask. The Woman Batgirl knew as Catwoman was suddenly in front of the young Heroine. Babs was again amazed at Serena'snext utterance. "And who might this be? " "I am Batgirl..." Replied Babs through sex puffed lips. "You're cute..." Said Serena while giving Batgirl's drooling puss a sloppy pat. "I'll have a use for you, I believe..." She then turned and directed her attention to Wonder Woman. "You keep falling into my clutches, Wonder Woman... Almost like you love what I do for you. The Grand Witch wants me to end our little trysts, however but I can promise you a very degrading demise... Such fun, dont you think?" Serena whirled on a stiletto heel toward a superb Female who was emerging from the shadows and Batgirl found herself looking at an outrageous Brunette in an outfit remeniscent of Robin, Batman's sidekick in her own dimension. "Robin... Go fetch Duomute... It's time for him to play..." 'NO... UOMPHHH' Went Wondie who just received two humungous gut punches that lifted her high heel booted feet several feet off the gound. "She must know this Duomute..." Went Babs to herself. "I've never known Wondie scared of anything..." Wonder Woman was being forced into a mechanical contraption that looked to be hydrolic. Metal cuffs were shackled around her booted ankles, gloved wrists, thighs and upper arms and, with the click of a switch, the contraption started slowly bending the sttruggling Amazon into a position commonly known as 'Doggie'. "Remember, Wonder Woman, when you used this device on me and whipped me so I couldn't sit down for a week? Oh, I got Lex Luthor back for designing this... I let Duomute take care of him for me... Lasted quite a while and screamed so well..." "Are you going to get on with it or talk me to death?" Spat back the Amazon bringing a booted kick from Serena that made her spit blood. Some giggling then attracted Batgirl's attention and she was in time to see Supergirl lifted aloft and onto a horribly studded pole on some kind of spring base, a ball so big at it's top it was making Supergirl's vaginal lips almost transparent as it parted them. Supergirl was attempting weak kicks at the Grimballs lifting her onto this perch and who were smearing axle grease over the pole and the insides of Supergirl's boots so she would begin to injest the pole slowly and deliberately, her speed being impeded by the prod up her other depth. She then used her own booted legs around the pole to attempt a further slowing of her own defilement. "Time for the needles, I think..." went Selena with glee. She lifted the lid of a box below the spring and pulled out two six inch, barbed needles attached to electrical cords then, taking the first of Supergirl's nipples between gloved fingers and engorging it by twisting and manipulating it with all her strength, she slowly inserted the first needle deep into Supergirl's milk duct causing the poor Heroine humungous pain and then repeating with the second nipple. Supergirl was biting her lower lip in an attempt not to scream out in her agony. "Not enough painyet Dearie? We have lots more in store for you..." Selena's gloved hand shot down to Supergirl's clittie and took it between thumb and forefinger, squeezing with all her might while the weakened Superheroine shuddered in unspeakable agony and injested more of her perch. "Very good, Superslut... You have twenty nine inches of lovers up your holes... Care to try for thirty?" Supergirl spat at her and Selena flipped a switch on top of the box, energizing the electrical charges that now had Supergirl dancing like a rag doll atop her perch while she descended further on it. Another slick inch dissappeared up her well most painfully. "Ah... " Said Serena, turning toward Wonder Woman. "Duomute has arrived... Aren't you excited Cagern Cunt?" "Not-t-t-t" Replied Wonder Woman still struggling against the machine. "Oh, you will be when Duomute finishes with you..." Chortled Selena. Batgirl managed to turn enough to see Robin, her boots drooling a white viscous liquid, leading a monster on a leash. "Damned beast was playing with itself and shot off all over my boots..." Robin pouted. The Monster, looking like some kind of drooling, giant ape, spotted Wondie and swatted Robin away with a huge paw before allowing it's paws to tear open it's own trousers and allow the obsceneties to spring forward. Babs gasped at what was growing and noted Wonder Woman's terrified viswage. "Duomute... A double barreled Mutant..." She said to herself. The mutant was, indeed, built like a huge animalistic over and under shotgun, some fifteen inches on the lower while the other must surely be an eighteen incher, Both 'barrels' had to be as thick as Babs' calf muscles in their yellow boots. "He'll tear her in two..." Went Babs to herself, loud enough to draw Selena's attention. "Get her on her knees... She'll service me..." "Never..." Spat Babs just before finding out what the nipple rings were for. A chain was dragged through them and through rings set in the floor so she could be gragged painfully to all fours. "I'll skewer those tits of yours if you dont do a good job... Try biting me and you're Duomute's next overnight guest..." Babs smarted up in a hurry, going to work on a pussy not quite a stranger to her and one she'd serviced many times before in another dimension. Duomute, meantime was cramming himself into a screaming Amazon, tearing into her holes with disregard to his mate's feelings. His huge paws took hold of Amazon rubber covered legs so to pull his intended deeper on his two rods while she tried to order her well tuned muscles to relax and allow easier access to what was going to be defiled anyhow. Childbirthing in this Mans World had to be less painful. Selena meanwhile, was pussyraping Batgirl's mouth and now nodded permission to the anxious Robin who smiled as she dropped to booted knees between Batgirl's legs and suddenltBatgirl, to her astonishment, was being entered from behind with a prick the size of a small baseball bat. Robin, too, was mutated. "I always did fancy a fling with Robin but never like this..." Wonder Woman was hurting. Badly. Duomute had already fired off salvos in her heated depths and was still rock hard and ready to fire again. At least she was lubricated now and her pain was turning to something akin to pleasure. She knew she should not orgasm or it would further enslave her to this monster but had, by now, no control over what her body was doing. She was firing off her own salvos now with disregard to her own degredation, completely enslaved. Supergirl was faring no better. Shuddering under the constant electrical assault on her weakened body, she was being pummeled by four of the Grimballs who were taking delight in springing her from one side to the other and back and forth while she injested more of the pole. They were tireless because, as one set fatigued, they were replaced by another four. She, too, had surcummed to pain/pleasure and, horribly, was orgasming so hard she was impaling herself further while her own blood trickled down her booted legs. "I'm aiding in my own destruction..." Batgirl's tongue was tiring now and Selena's excited drool was dribbling down Batgirl's cowl and chin while her own drool mixed with Robin's discharges to broil into Batgirls boot tops. Suddenly Selena grabbed Batgirl's head tighter and let go her bladder into Batgirl's pouty mouth. Another voice stopped further defilement. "The cat's at play I see..." Batgirl felt Selena start and shake nervously. She was free enough to turn and see the latest arrival, a Female closeto seven feet tall in her six inch heeled boots that were cuffed just below her crotch. She was, Babs noted, cruelly beautiful with eyes like black coals. "Have the sluts agreed to slavery?" She asked. "No, Great Witch... They haven't..." "I shall have to ask them myself..." She said before nodding to get Wonder Woman unfettered. She easily picked up Diana by her huge boobs and brought her to her own height. "Do you, Amazon, agree to be my slave?" "Never..." Spat back Wondie, drawing on some inner reserve of strength. The Witch raised Wondie high and brought her down on a stalagmite which tore into the Amazon's puss sending blood spurting and possibly rupturing her cervix. "Last chance, Amazon..." "Fry yourself...I'd rather be dead..." The Witch grabbed the Amazon's right arm and slammed it over a booted knee, dislocating the elbow before repeating the effort with Wondie's wrist and shoulder. Moving to the other side, she repeated the actions with the other arm before laughing in the Amazon's face. "Ready to be my slave yet Amazon?" Wonder Woman sprayed tears as she shook her head. In too much pain to speak. The witch now trod heavily on both Diana's booted ankles which severed with too much ease. "Ready yet, Dumb slut?" "There will be no slavery for this Amazon..." Diana managed weakly in a painwracked yet proud voice. She then screamed as the Witch jumped and came down on the backs of both knees sending the stake deeper into Wonder Woman's cervix and forcing blood from Diana's mouth. Still, Diana looked defiant so the Witch took a dirk of some twelve inches and slowly skewered Wondie's left breast, now repeating the jesture with another firk through the other huge appendage. "I can still save you if you agree to be my slave..." She said to Wonder Woman in high anger. How Wonder Woman lifted her chin and spat blood at Witch, Babs would never know but the Witch, in a fury, went behind her and, with an immense show of strength, grabbed Wondie's head and broke her neck, bringing a sob from Babs. Babs was openly weeping now as the Witch strode over to Supergirl who was still being pummeled as blood flowed down her legs. "You... Superslut, will enslave herself to me..." Stated Witch in a fury. "N-N-N-No-o-o" Managed Supergirl through lacerated and bloody lips. "You die then..." She said before instructing four Grimballs to lift a huge millstone over Supergirl's shoulders and, with a gush of blood, Supergirl was impaled by the pole through her head in a horrendously painful demise. Witch then turned toward Batgirl on a booted heel. Babs steeled herself for more of such treatment. "*I* will never agree to serve such a cruel one as yourself after what you did to my friends..." She never saw what hit her from behind. She came to slowly, realizing she was in deep, muddy water. She slowly came to booted feet, efluvia streaming off and from her kinky costume. She was near the shore about a mile down from Gotham Bridge and could see it's remnance against the night sky. "Wha... What happened???" She managed as she pulled one then the other boot from the deep quagmire. "Must have been some kind of dream..." That's when she looked down and saw the outlines of two well placed nipple rings... END