They flew lightning fast, and their shadows would have darkened the sky had they flown during the day. Anyone who looked up wasn't sure what they'd seen against the light of the moon or why the stars blinked out for a moment. Global defense monitoring stations, on the other hand, began sending out alerts. Klaxons wailed and readouts spiked.
Barbara Gordon, a.k.a. Oracle, had gathered The Birds of Prey: Huntress, Black Canary, Lady Blackhawk, and even Catwoman. She was briefing the team by video-link with Batman about the strange disappearance of Batwoman.
"...And that's all we know," Batman reported grimly. Oracle nodded.
"We'll try to find out what we can, Batman," she replied. "In the meantime--" The clock tower shuddered, and her monitors suddenly displayed static. All five women heard something from outside.
"what is that...?" Black Canary asked. Suddenly they saw twin beams of red light shear through brick, steel and plaster above their heads, slicing through the walls and supports. They scrambled to arm themselves as the top of the clocktower was pulled off like the lid of a cookie jar, held in the claws of a bloated lizardlike beast with chitinous scaly plating. Its massive naked breasts attested to its femininity, and it had writhing tendrils layered like a mane behind its bullet-like head. It gazed down upon them with a hungry sort of intelligence and its glistening lips curled in a smile as it tossed away the roof.
The women barely had time to react in shock as it took four of its nipples in a claw each and aimed them in. Milk sprayed down in a white foamy rain, soaking the women from head to toe and drenching them in the creamy fluid. It pooled around their feet and splashed their faces despite their efforts to shield themselves. They couldn't help but swallow. Indeed, it became difficult not to once they'd tasted its ambrosia-like sweetness. Fear turned to confusion turned to curiosity, and they turned towards the rain of milk, letting it fill their mouths.
Their bodies reacted. Tentacles burst from their flesh, shredding their clothing and stringing them up against the support beams. The last thing they heard before the cocoons sealed around them was a deep chuckling from the creature that towered over them.
***
"Oracle?" Batman barked into the communicator. "Oracle, come in!" Alerts began to show all over Gotham. There was some kind of invasion happening and Batman was the only one who could stop it. He strapped on his combat harness and brought a heavy-ordnance batwing into a startup cycle.
"Alert the League," he ordered his computer as he leapt into the jet. "I'm going to need backup."
***
Karen grinned at Diana.
The Birds of Prey are secured, sister, she spoke. They are eager to join us already, and the ground forces won't have anyone coordinating them.
So they're blind... as a bat? Diana chuckled. Karen nipped at her throat for the awful pun.
I get it, Kori said with a grin.
The swarm had assaulted Gotham with almost laughable ease. They'd sank the bridges separating the city from the mainland, tearing them from their supports like they were rotten teeth. It cut the city off from any outside help. The now-ogre-sized male drones were already rampaging through the streets, causing havoc and destruction. Anything that moved was being raped or eaten, and anything that wasn't was rapidly coated with the cementlike semen. The females guided them, leading the assault with the promise of a sticky mating session later.
Feast, my children, Karen's telepathic voice urged. Mate and multiply. This concrete jungle is your hunting ground! She turned to the other two. Once we've secured the city, we can share the bounties of Arkham and Blackgate. Batman should thank us for...
The three matriarchs heard the sound of a vessel flying in, and looked up to see the batwing streaking towards them. It loosed a battery of missiles and Karen scoffed, firing searing beams of heat from her eyes. The missiles exploded, sending glowing green vapor at the titanic female. She gagged as it landed on her, and roared in aggravation, clawing at her face.
Kryptonite! Her telepathic screams resonated through the horde like chain lightning. The little rodent's using kryptonite!