"Do I know you? Are you...my girlfriend?" asked the transformed Harley Quinn. Her new 'Robin' personality now quite deeply entrenched, she...or rather he...slipped one arm around the tiny, girlish figure. She wore a high fashion version of Bane's costume, but composed of off the rack girls clothes and accessories. The mask she wore wasn't leather, but a fabric knockoff that left her pouty, pink-painted lips exposed, and opened in back to allow room for two cute pigtails. She didn't look any stronger than the average girl gymnast, but she did look lithe and nimble.
"I...I'm so confused! I'm...I'm B-b-b-arb...Barbra...I'm Barbara Dorrance? YES! I'm Barbara Dorrance! I fight crime as...Bane-Girl."
"Golly, Bane-Girl...it's swell to meet you. I'm Robin, by the way."
Bane-Girl looked up at his...and kissed the young man full on the lips. "Will you be my boyfriend, Robin?"
The new Robin smiled, and kissed the new Bane-Girl. Their affection grew...blossomed into love...and they turned their backs on the lies they barely remembered. Robin and Bane-Girl. Dick Grayson and Barbara Dorrance. The two young lovers giggled and kissed, obviously wanting to explore each others body...Dicks new penis lengthening and growing unusually thick...Barbara's young breasts becoming bouncy as her smooth, hairless vagina craved the taste of Dick...
"Bit of a rum way to end the day, you two. Getting captured just as we were escaping. Bad form, that...and bound to happen if we stand around here much longer. Let us away, shall we?"
They all laughed...and for a second Catwoman, Harley Quinn and Bane struggled one final time...before surrendering to their new selves. Dick and Barbara would marry soon, and after a long night of fighting crime Alfreda would pour them some tea and mend their scrapes...
Meanwhile, Batman was...smelling something...odd. Gas? The caves defences? Was Alfred doing something with the caves defences?
"Alfred? The gas...the gas..."
"The gas is doing just what it's supposed to do, young master Bruce. It's one of Poison Ivy's mixes, isn't it? It does such interesting things to the male anatomy. Changes in hormone production and body mass. You might remember she used it on some fratboys she despised. It made them soft a weak...and girlish and feminine...but without making them girls. It made them sissy's, didn't it? Soft and weak and easy to manipulate..."
Batman looked up...saw the ghost of Alfred in her face...but the body....the hair...the costume....
"Catwoman? Alfred? You're...you're being manipulated..."
"Selina. I'm Selina Pennyworth, you cute little sissy. I'm Selina Pennyworth...I'm your mother...and YOU are sweet, innocent Brucie Pennyworth. You are my cute, cuddly little sissy-boi, and I couldn't be happier."
"No..." he mumbled as he started to pass out.
"Yes, Brucie. I am your mother. You are my son...and this is my mansion..."