(OOC: You're math is a bit off; I count ten wives plus Vicki, not eleven)
While Diana spoke with her sister Donna and Donna's sister-wife Koriand'r (AKA Starfire), Selina and Talia approached Dick, who was pushing his first wife, Barbara's wheelchair. Selina opened her mouth to speak, but Talia managed to beat her to it.
"Welcoem, Dick," she said. "Damian is looking forward to catching up with you."
Selina seethed. While she was Bruce's first wife, Talia had been the first to give Bruce a child. Their son Damian was very close to Dick, so Talia had managed to score double with that one. The one-time Catwoman planned her riposte, but her plotting was
interrupted when Bruce strode up. Hanging on his arms were his newest fiancees, Roxanne "Roxy Rocket" Sutton and Sandra "Lady Shiva" Wu-San.
The pair relaxed their grip on his arms, Roxy reluctantly, as Bruce embraced his adopted son. Talia flashed Selina a look of triumph. This round was over, and the Daughter of the Demon was victorious.
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Elsewhere in Wayne Manor, Pamela lay on her bed, wearing nothing but her wedding ring. She'd chosen a dress, but had taken it off; it would get in the way of what was one of the more crucial phases of her plan. The need to keep that plan hidden from her
husband, the World's Greatest Detective, had required her to make the hyper-aphrodisiac with which she had inundated the Manor a binary compound. That is, an individual must not only be exposed to the chemical itself but by a second, trigger chemical (namely
one of the pheromones produced by Ivy's body) before feeling the effects.
As a taste of the chemical's efficacy, earlier that day Pam had given Selina's PA Maven a whiff of her pheromones. According to the Manor gossip mill, the normally stoic secretary had been spotted fellating Alfred, which would indicate that the chemical
had worked. However, mere arousal was the least of the desired outcomes; if the chemical didn't make a straight women bi, Ivy's efforts would've been in vain.
There was a knock on the door. Pam smiled. "Come in," she declared cheerily.
Maven entered the room. "You wanted to see me, Mrs. P..."
She froze, gawping at the vision of loveliness that was the unclothed Ivy. Pamela's penchant for nudity was well known in the Manor, and Maven had seen Ivy's
au naturel more than once in the past without any particular reaction. Her current lustful ogling was definitive proof that Pam's chemical had had the desired effect.