Selina sat in her throne with her pets at her feet, in front of her was Oswald Cobblepot aka the Penguin. In the weeks since she had gotten her kittens and enthralled the Gotham Academy, her plan to use the students and staff as whores hadn’t been going as smooth as she had hoped. She knew the compittion would come and test her to see if she was as hard as she was at some point. Her and her students were ready, but here came Cobblepot and his newest Crow. Selina eyed the girl, goth chick, pale with black hair and light freckles on her face, fishnet pantyhose, bowler hat and cuffs. That was where the standard Bird outfit ended, she replaced the waitress Mary-Janes with Doc Martins and her Playboy corset suit was black leather not satin like the waitresses and she wore double shoulder holsters with those new polymer Sig pistols. Cobblepot was in his normal tuxedo and waving his best cigarette holder.
“I don’t know how you managed it, but you sure as hell swallowed a lot of ambition pills. Brainwashing an entire school, students and teachers? I don’t even want to know about the parents…” Cobblepot said, “But word is you are having trouble in the girl market. I’ll make a deal stay out of my district and I will help you in your own market.”
“What’s your district?” Selina leaned forward.
“Cobblepot Square, naturally to Kane to Falcone to Owl Court,” Cobblepot smiled.
“That’s the most expensive square mile in New Goth!” Selina hissed, “That block would be like half the take for girls across the city!”
“Right,” Cobblepot said, “And my Birds are worth it. You stay out, and I will keep my birds in the aviary.”
There was clicking of heels as three women were ushered in.
“Boss!” the Blonde called, “We are overdue for our weekly ‘branding!’ And I for one need it bad…”
“All in due time Dinah,” Cobblepot kissed her cheek, “As an extra sign of good faith, I’ll have each of my best birds stop by once a week to give your students classes on the tricks of the trade.”
“We’ll make your stable the second best in the country!” the purple clad brunette called.
“Hay Tim, Hay Steph,” Babs called to her former team mates.
“They can’t hear you right now,” Selina rubbed Leo’s VR encased head, “Leo and Kitty here can only hear my voice tell them how much they love me and love being my slaves and how much pleasure it brings them to obey my every whim. Now about this ‘Branding’ Cobblepot.”
“OH MY GOD!” Dinah started, “Every week Ozy plows us in the pooper, and as soon as he gets it in, pure heaven, our brains just leak out between our legs!”
“OK,” Selina said after a minute, “Three times a week your girls come down and teach mine how to take over the streets and we stay out of your district.”
*
Fergus O’Toole walked the streets of Washington DC. Out of a high priced restaurant came a man in a red white and blue outfit holding a shield followed by a feline lady braking throw a window who was followed by a red head in black.
Fergus clapped his hands and grinned.
“Oh what impressive feats,
But you are just pieces of meat,
For all your work
She gets a perk
Since you are now cats in heat!”
*
Kill an ambassador they said, easy money they said, Wonder Tits is pole dancing for the mouth they said, Barbara should have known this was going to be a massive pain in the ass as soon as she saw how much money was in the envelope with the South Korean Ambassador’s picture. It wasn’t really a surprise when Romonov and Mr. Americana burst out of a broom closest as Cheetah made her attack. Cheetah spun around at the end of the SUV on the side of the street and prepared to counter the hero’s attack. She was surprised to see a green smoke come down the street and envelope the heroes.
“You know what?” Romonov’s voice panted heavy with lust, “Let’s get back to fucking!”
Cheetah arched an eyebrow, she had shouted at them something about staying in the closet fucking while she did her job when the heroes made their entrance… but why would Romonov bring that back up now?
As the smoke cleared Cheetah’s jaw dropped. Natasha “The Black Widow” Romonov was replaced by a red haired tiger woman in a black latex catsuit with red tiger strips on the flanks and the front zipper down to her belly button. Captain America was now a Cougar woman in lynx pattern latex catsuit.
Both Catwomen stared at Cheetah with lust and awe.
“Well,” Cheetah asked as wisps of smoke came towards her, “What are you… What are you standing there for? We have an ambassador to kill before we can go home!”
*
Fergus laughed as the three cat women ran into the restaurant intent on eating their prey!