"Babs?" the twenty-three year old vigilante formerly known as Robin, now Nightwing called out as he entered her apartment, using the key he had given her so long ago. "Babs, you here? Or should I-" She cut him off by picking him up with one hand and pressing
him against the wall. For a moment, he struggled against her grip, which only wound up making her hornier than she already was.
"Hello Dick," She taunted as she ran her free hand up her side, showing off her enhanced muscles to him. Unlike Bane, she possessed a feminine form that was only accentuated by the drug coursing though her system. "See something you like?"
"Ba.....Barbra....?" he stammered as she watched his erection grow in his pants. "What happened...?"
"What happened?" she cackled as she threw her head back. "You can't tell? I thought you where smarter than that!" She finished as she casually tore off his shirt.
"You.....you look like Bane," he muttered as her fingers toyed with his pants.
"I can assure you," she said as she pressed her enlarged cleavage against his body. "I'm much better looking than Bane."