The Batman had a good night.  

    It was rare that he admitted it, but it had been a good night.

    Six muggers, an armed robbery broken up, a plot by the SCarecrow thwarted, some mild flirting with Catwoman, a rapist who was planning on neutering himself, and an abusive husband off to jail with more than enough evidence to convict.  

    He felt good about calling it a night.  Driving home, he calmly meditated, resting as he made his way back to the Batcave.  

    At which point the Alpha Essence literally slammed into him, the energy flowing into his chest.  As he screamed, his body transforming, his already athletic body bulking up, his member growing in size and thickness, his collection of battle scars vanishing completely.  He lost control of the Batmobile, crashing into a tree.  However, due to how well made the vehicle was, there was minimal damage, and Batman wasn't thrown about by the impact.  

    He scowled, and started his car up again.  He hadn't realized the changes yet, but the moment he got back, he'd find out...

Next Chapters

• He gets back and finds Alfred acting far more submissive than usual... (Open)
• Wonder Woman and Ms. Marvel are waiting for him back at the base...
• Something happens before he gets to the Batcave, forcing him to turn back... (Open)
• Meanwhile, at Avengers Mansion... (Open)

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