The sissy-bois giggled as Jan van Dyke gestured to various outfits with her riding crop. and they scurried over to try them on.
She was so smart! And knew exactly what they should get! The cutest, tartiest schoolgirl outfits, the most glamorous cocktail dresses, the cutest lingerie. After all, she did run Van Dyke Fashions, the most famous fashion line explicitly marketed towards
the LGBT community and fetishists of all sorts. "Get yourself inside a van Dyke!"
"Let's see how you look een zem, mein sizzy bois," Jan chuckled. "Zen we veeseet your friends and teach zem somezeeng, ja?"
"Um, who first, Madame Wasp?" Stephanie piped-up.
"Ah, weel eet ees time for my former 'usband Herr Pym to learn zome manners, ja?" Jan van Dyke said, stroking her riding crop. She couldn't believe that she'd let a MAN touch her like that, especially a pig like Hank Pym. "But also, Thor, he ees zo beeg
and strong. Need to take care of heem." She noticed the nervous look on Stephanie's face. "And make heem very happy, ja?"
She saw Antoinette was flirting with one of the confused attendant, rubbing his butt over the confused man's leg as the sissy asked his advice. Also, Bobbi and Cupid had disappeared into the change room quite some time ago.
"A certain plumb leetle sizzy ees getteeng a beeg spanking right now, ja, an' maybe a leetle deeklette is getting zucked?" Janet said. "Ach, sizzy-bois kinder are zo hard to look after."
The muscular dominatrix looked at her buzzing smartphone. It seemed a few people wanted to hire her services.
"Ah, Madame Wasp ees popular, ja?"
* * *
"I'll kill you, you bitch!" Luthor snarled. "I'll--"
"Mind yo' manners!" Clarabelle said. "You gots tah be polite tah Missus Lutha!"
"Thank you, Clarabelle," Lois said. She snapped her fingers and Lex saw Jamal and Perry come out of a concealed door. "Coloured folk make such nice servants, when properly handled. Don't they, Clarabelle."
"Yes'm," the big black woman beamed. "You's so good tah us, Missus!"
"What are you going to do?" Lex Luthor asked.
"Let's found out together, shall we?" Lois replied.
* * *
"Dat was fun, wasn't it, puddin'?" Harley grinned.
Joker's whole body trembled. He looked about to cry.
Harley gave him a hug and stroked his hair. "Ah, don'cha cry, Baby J. Harley gonna take good care a'yah. Protect yah from the big ol' world."
She kissed him on the cheek.
"Now, let's show yah off tah Miss Wayne!"