4 comments/ 42585 views/ 11 favorites Robin Becomes Robin By: DMaster_14 When Dick Grayson turned eighteen a few months ago, his mentor and guardian bought him two new motorcycles. One for normal day riding, to and from school, going out on dates, just bumming around, the other was for his night job, as Batman's sidekick Robin. Robin opened his eyes slowly as consciousness returned. He felt a soft surface beneath him and was warm and comfortable. This was a problem. The last thing he remembered was parking his bike, pulling out his grappling gun and climbing the alley wall. He had not felt the pin prick in his neck that had started this whole sequence. Looking around he noted that the walls of the room he was in were done in various shades of pink. The bed he was reclined on was soft, pink very large and had a pink canopy. He tried to sit up, but his body would not respond. As his senses started to report to him, he noticed things were not quite what they should have been. His chest felt heavy, his costume did not feel like it had before, the tight Kevlar reinforced leather did not breathe like whatever he was wearing now. His eyes darted around the room, but he could not take in anymore information from his current position. He tried to turn his head and again nothing happened. The head of the bed started to rise, much as a hospital bed would and Robin looked around the rest of the room. There were stuffed animals everywhere, a large flat panel screen on the wall at the foot of the bed and soft soothing music played through hidden speakers. He looked down and inhaled sharply in shock, just about the only movement he had left. His black and red costume was gone and in its place was something like the first costume he wore as Robin. It was all red; the green shorts he had worn were gone and replaced with a skirt. The tights were completely missing and the ankle boots were replaced with knee high boots, with platform soles and four inch heels. His gloves were missing and most importantly, he could see that the weight on his chest was due to breasts that seemed to have sprung up there. Just as he was starting to panic, the screen on the wall flared to life and Robin found himself looking at three of the most dangerous women in Gotham, Catwoman, Poison Ivy and Harleyquinn. He tried to speak, but his mouth still would not obey. "Good Morning Robin." The three chorused smiling. "We trust you slept well while your body changed." Robin grunted in reply, even the sound came out higher than before. "Don't try to talk." Ivy said. "Your voluntary nervous system has been shut down temporarily while your body changes. But don't worry; we will fill you in on all the lovely changes you are going through. You see, regardless of whatever else they have done, the Joker and Mr. Freeze are both geniuses and talented scientists." "Mr. J. had the idea of turning Batman into a weak old man to stop him from bothering us." Harley said. "I mentioned it to Red and Kitty here and they suggested that we try something a little different. So we dropped an anonymous tip at police head quarters as to the Mr. J's hideout and let the Batman take him in." 'We then dropped a subtle hint with Mr. Freeze and left him to design a way to pull the Joker's idea off." Catwoman said. "We kept tabs on his work and when he was just about ready to implement the plan we again tipped off the police." Robin remembered the two arrests. He and Batman had taken both the Joker and Mr. Freeze down before they could pull off major robberies, or at least that was what the tips and evidence showed. Now he knew that it was all a plan to get at him. He could remember the actual work, but it was like he was watching a video, he felt completely disconnected from the memory, as if it happened to someone else. "Then it just became a little matter of collecting his equipment and reprogramming the tiny little machines he made." Harley finished gleefully. "We broke into his lab and stole the nanites he created and the control computers and software to change the programming." Ivy said looking sternly at Harley. "It did take us a little while to figure out his coding, but I did get an 'A' in computer science. Then we decided to test the plan on someone we thought we could handle before trying to take on the big guy." "We have improved the alteration program for the little devils." Catwoman smiled. "Instead of turning you into an old man, they have turned you into a young woman, a very special young woman. Now, we are going to release certain areas of your nervous system, and we want you to answer some questions." "And you better be honest." Harley warned. Ivy reached down on the screen and punched in a code. Robin immediately felt his mouth relax and tried to speak. "What the hell have you done to me you freaks?" Robin screamed. His voice was almost high enough to shatter glass. "Ah ah ah, a lady does not talk that way." Ivy chastised him and pushed a button. Robin felt his entire body lock up in pain. A wash of fire spread through his body. It ended as soon as it started but it still left him panting for breath. "I hope it won't be necessary to explain again that you have to behave." Catwoman said, looking stern. "That was direct stimulation of your pain centers, on the lowest setting. I trust that we have made our point." Robin nodded meekly. That was a pain like he had never experienced before, it was everywhere and all consuming. He vowed to himself that he would behave and do as he was told, until he could get loose and find a way out of there. "Good, now some things that you should know." Catwoman said. "First, your mask is still in place and none of us have looked beneath it. You have our words that we will not try to find out your identity. Do you believe me?" Robin nodded again. He remembered that Batman had always said that Catwoman could be trusted to a certain extent and the protecting their secret identities was one point that she would keep no matter what. "Now, are you in any pain, other than the flash you just felt of course?" Ivy asked. "No." Robin replied. "Good, can you remember what you did as Robin the boy wonder?" "Vaguely," Robin said. "Explain." Ivy demanded and when he hesitated, she reached for the switch again. "Okay, okay," Robin said. "I can remember doing what Robin did, but it is like it was done be someone else, like I watched it in a movie." "Very good, now I want you to get some rest." Catwoman said. The screen went blank and the bed lowered. Robin found that he still had control of his mouth and that he could turn his head but that was all. The lights dimmed and Robin found himself in the dark with the soft music playing in the background. He knew that it was some form of mind control, but he did not see the point. If these nanites could inflict such pain, what difference would a little music make? Although he did not know it, the music was working. The women stood in the control room, right next to the bedroom where Robin now rested. The screen now showed a complete display of his body, showing the nanites and the work that they were doing. They were now only clustered in the brain, working on the memory centers. "Well, that went better than I hoped." Catwoman said. "He remembers but as someone else. Have you completed the rest of the programming?" "Yes, the balance of the changes will take place tonight while he, I mean she sleeps. By morning, thanks to the nanites and the hypno-music she will be a complete slut, ready to fuck anything that moves." "Don't take it too far," Catwoman cautioned. "I want her a slut, but our slut. What about the fake memories?" "They will upload that the same time as the slut program. By morning she will think that her name is Robin and that she likes playing dress up as a the boy wonder." "Perfect, then let's get some sleep." Catwoman instructed. "Our nanites should be ready for our upgrade tonight as well." The three women laughed and headed for their bedrooms. Robin Becomes Robin Ch. 02 The lights came up and Robin found himself looking around the room again. Nothing had changed from the night before, but now he had complete control of his body again. He sat up slowly and felt the weight on his chest shift as his new breasts moved with him. He swung his feet over the edge of the bed and stood slowly. He was still a little unsteady on his feet, being new to four inch heels, but he found that he could walk in them almost naturally after only a few steps. He wandered around the room and found that the door was locked from the outside, which was no surprise, but that the other two doors were not locked. The first led to a large bathroom, complete with sunken tub and large shower stall, toilet, with the seat bolted down, and a bidet, he had seen them in Europe during one of his trips with Bruce, but that was all. The counter was covered with all of the accessories and cosmetics that a girl would need, toothbrush, toothpaste, mouthwash, foundation, mascara, lipstick, perfume, and a myriad of other makeup items that he was familiar with from his days in the circus, but how to apply them for a girl was a total mystery. He turned on the shower and stripped off his costume. Standing before the full length mirror on the wall of the bathroom Dick saw the extent of the changes that his body had undergone. His hair was still black, but now it was longer, it hung down to his mid back. There was green ribbon holding it back from his face and his bangs were cut straight across. His eyes were now ice blue and the shape of his face was now softer and more heart shaped. His nose was smaller and button like, his lips were fuller and looked to be puffier. His ears were even pierced with small diamond studs, three in each lobe. He touched his face, like it was a strangers, but the pressure on his skin told him that it was real. He looked down at the rest of his body. He could not be sure, but he looked smaller, maybe only five foot two. He was waspishly thin; he could almost put his hands around his waist and have them meet. His legs were long for his body, but thin and wiry, his breasts caught most of his attention, they were smaller than he had first thought, but still bigger than he thought a body like this could support. They were mostly nipple, large and puffy. He grasped them and hefted them and a tingle ran through his entire body to centre at his groin. He looked down at the space between his thighs, there was nothing showing between his legs. They had somehow taken his penis and replaced it with a slit. He ran his fingers over the outer lip and another shock ran through him, much better than the one Catwoman gave him last night, and the slit flowered open. He stared at the reflection in shock as the woman before him stared back. There was no doubt about it; they had turned him into a woman. Dick did not know how long he stood there, one hand on his breast the other spreading his lower lips open, but eventually the mirror started to fog up and he remembered the shower was running. He pulled himself away fogged reflection and staggered to the shower. He stepped into the scalding water and sat down. He could not help himself, he started to cry. He hoped that the shower would hide his tears, but nothing could hide the sobs that shook his shoulders. As he cried, he felt a presence in the shower with him and looked up to see a young woman that vaguely resembled Catwoman. "It's all right sweetie." She soothed as she sat beside Robin and pulled the naked sobbing girl to her breasts. "I got here as soon as I could after the system told me you were up. I didn't expect you to be up for another hour. I know that there are a lot of things that you are going to have to get used to, but I will help you." "How could you do this to me?" He screamed through his sobs. "Be grateful that I did." She told him sternly. "At least you are still only eighteen. The other two wanted to turn you into an eighty one year old man. Think what that would do to you. You may still be a man, but you would not be able to one tenth of the things that you do now. I even programmed the nanites to give you the body and muscle memory of both gymnastics and ballet." Robin stopped sobbing but kept crying softly. He had lost everything that he had. There was no way that he could go back to his old life like this. What would Bruce and Barb think? The young Catwoman just held him to her and crooned soft words of comfort to him until he got control of himself. "I guess I should thank you for keeping me young, but I just can't." He said at last. "I understand," she replied softly. "But know that I did what I did because I didn't want you to lose all your life. You and Batman never took a life and I couldn't let them steal yours. Now come on, let's get you cleaned up and dressed, you have a lot to learn." "Can't we just stay like this a little while longer?" Robin asked, snuggling into her naked breasts. "Yes sweetie, but you need to be ready for one more thing." Catwoman said softly, stroking his wet hair. "When the others get up, they are going to flip a switch in the control room and turn your brain into that of a woman. You will think and act like an eighteen year old woman. There is nothing I can do to stop them." "But..." "Now hush and let me finish." Catwoman commanded. "It will be easier for you to adjust as in a woman's body if you have the mind to go with it. We will still have to teach you a lot, but it will be easier for you to handle your body and drives if you think like a woman. They can't hear us in the shower, just see us, so let me explain. "I am the only one who knows who you really are and who Bruce is and that information is safe with me. The nanites that they have used will alter your personality, but not like they think. After they went to bed last night I locked in the changes that will be used on you. They think that you will be turned into some mindless bimbo only out to get laid. What will really happen is that your memory and intelligence will increase and your libido will probably double or more as will your stamina. You will love sex and you will cum at the drop of a hat, but you will be able to control yourself to keep from fucking anything that crosses your path. "The ideas that they had were truly disgusting and the only work you would be suitable for would be some third rate whorehouse in Mexico where anything, and I mean Anything goes. When they change you, you will have to act like they want until you get out of here, it won't be long. Just act like the slut party girl until they release you. After you get back to Bruce for a while, you can go back to being the brilliant young woman that I have programmed the machines to make you. Just pretend that Bruce fixed the programming but couldn't get the nanites out. "Now just relax and let the water wash away your tears." Robin cried softly in Catwoman's arms and she rocked him gently making soothing noises until he relaxed and the tears stopped. "Why did you do this to me?" Robin asked softly, without tears. "Because it was the most humane thing I could talk them into." "But Catwoman, why..." "Call me Selena." She told him. "Selena, why a young woman, it would have been kinder to let them kill me than to leave..." "No." Selena said firmly. "Death is not preferable to what we have done to you. You are still a young person with a full life ahead of her. You just have to adjust your thinking a little. Your life will proceed, just not as you planned." Robin could feel her hands stroking his hair and working their way down his female body. The soft skin contact was starting to excite him. He felt his nipples start to harden and the feeling he had between his legs when he touched himself in front of the mirror came back, only stronger. "What have you done to yourself?" He asked quietly, wiggling slightly as her hands reached around him and cupped his breasts. "The same machines that turned your body into this," she said, pinching a nipple slightly and hearing him moan, "made some changes to us as well. We now have the bodies of twenty year old women, all three of us. Stand up." Robin obeyed the command and Selena stood beside him and he looked at her closely. She was indeed the same woman she had been, but the body was much firmer and stronger. She took his hand and placed it on her breast. Robin looked up at the slightly taller woman and suddenly lunged at her. Selena was taken aback by the sudden movement and before she could do anything to brace herself, Robin had attached herself to the left nipple and sucked hard. Selena moaned in pleasure as Robin grabbed the other breast with one hand and with the other drove two fingers deep into Selena's pussy. The sudden unexpected contact pushed Selena directly into orgasm and she cried out in delight as Robin's small hands worked her pussy expertly. A thumb circled Selena's clit and two middle fingers reached up and stroked her G-spot. Selena grabbed Robin's shoulders and held on for dear life as the orgasm rocked her to her very core. She spiraled even higher when Robin bit down on the nipple in her mouth gently and reached around behind her to tickle Selena's rosebud. "GGGGOOOOODDDDDDDDD I'M CCCCCOOOOOOMMMMMINNNNNGGGGGGG." She screamed as the finger drove into her backside and the thumb mashed her clit hard. Robin held the convulsing woman up and continued to wiggle her fingers. She didn't know what came over her, but suddenly she was extremely horny. She could feel her juices running down her thighs, despite the scalding hot water raining down upon them. She felt Selena's nails dig into her back and she came from the pain. Selena came down from the sudden high and pulled Robin's fingers from her body with regret. "Why did you do that?" She asked breathless. "I had too," Robin replied sinking to her knees. "I think they flipped the switch. I can feel my brain working faster and I have analyzed your plan. It will work, but I have to show them that I am the slut party girl since you said they are watching. If I didn't do anything, they would become suspicious. So in that case, I'd better eat your pussy." And she buried her face between Selena's legs, driving her tongue deep into the moist folds there. Selena only groaned and grabbed onto Robin's head and held on tight. She tried to pull her back, but Robin had attached herself to Selena's cunt and was sucking hard. The pain was delicious. It sent Selena into another series of screaming orgasms. Robin slid her soft hands up Selena's tight thighs and gripped her firm buttocks. Her face was moving back and forth between Selena's thighs and her tongue never stopped moving, lapping the overflowing portal above her mouth. Her grip on Selena was surprisingly strong and it was the only thing keeping Selena on her feet. Selena was screaming nonstop as Robin forced her from one plateau to another, her tongue wiggling in Selena's moist depths, her hands rhythmically squeezing her cheeks and Robin's nose rubbing her clit. After the fourth orgasm, Selena finally succeeded in pushing Robin away from her wet snatch and she collapsed onto the bench they had been seated on. Robin continued to kneel before her, the look of an expectant puppy on her face. "Did I do something wrong?" She asked softly with a worried look. "No sweetie," Selena gasped, fighting for breath. "You did wonderful, but I need a rest for a minute, then I can do you." "You already did, by letting me eat you." Robin said smiling brightly. Selena extended a hand and pulled Robin up into an embrace. "I have never cum that hard that fast before, you really are talented." "Well, I just did to you what I want done to me." Robin said earnestly. "Besides, Dick was fairly good at eating pussy." "You said Dick?" Selena asked suddenly. "Yes, I am Robin now, Robin Grayson." The young woman standing before her in the shower said confidently. "And I am super horny." "Well, we can't have that." Selena said with an evil grin, not just for the camera. "Let's go to the playroom and see what we can do to fix that little problem." She turned off the shower and led the dripping crime-fighter from the palatial bathroom to the other unlocked door of her suite and pushed Robin into it. This room was indeed a playroom. There were sexual toys all over the place. There was an incredible assortment of dildos, plugs, whips, restraints, and costumes lining the walls. The bed was enormous; it could easily sleep four or five people, and plenty of room to play. Selena led Robin over to the dildo section of the wall and waved at selection. "Pick the ones that you want to be used on you first." Selena instructed her. "The other girls are on the way down here now and they are gonna want to play with this fabulous new body of yours, so let me pop your cherry first and get you ready. Now don't pick anything to large, you have to work up to it." Robin picked out a good size fake cock and handed it to Selena. "That one may be a little too big to start with." Selena informed her, but Robin simply held it front of Selena's groin and knelt down and slid it all the way into her throat. "Take it easy sweetie, we have all day." "Not a chance," Robin said as she slid it out of her mouth. "I need this inside of me now, so strap this thing on and fuck me damn it." She turned around on her knees and wiggled her plump behind at the started villainess. Selena stood and stared for a second as Robin reached between her legs and using two fingers spread her lips and slipped her middle finger inside her wet snatch. The soft squelching sound and the moan of delight that Robin made were enough to get Selena moving. She moved quickly to the wall and pulled down a harness. She stepped into it and synched it up tight before applying the dildo to the connection. Stepping up behind the delightfully twisting bottom of the former boy wonder Selena sank the full length of the toy deep into the waiting sheath. Robin screamed in pleasure as the invading cylinder tore her hymen from her and spread the muscles of her virgin cunt. Bracing her hands on the floor, Robin pushed back to make sure that the plastic penis was fully seated and then started to furiously fuck herself on the delightful column. Selena gripped her waist and started thrusting hard into the beautiful body kneeling before her. Robin moaned in delight and pushed back even harder than Selena was thrusting. Her increased libido was taking over and the pleasure was more than Robin had ever known. Neither looked up as the door to the playroom opened and a very naked Harley Quinn and equally naked Pamela Isley strode confidently into the room. "Look at that Harley honey," Pamela said taking in the scene. "Looks like the party started without us." "That's terrible Pammy," Harley responded, picking up a paddle. "Not fair Selena, you started without us." "I just got her pussy cherry; there are still two more to take." Selena grunted as she kept driving in and out of Robin's tight sheath. "She wouldn't take no for an answer." "No, I wouldn't, so would you guys join us or shut the damn door on your way out." Robin panted; forcing herself back on the pillar Selena wore, trying to drive it deeper into her. Her impertinence cost her, as a slap on the butt cheek echoed in the room. "You behave yourself young woman." Ivy said sternly, only to look up in disbelief as Robin grunted and then moaned in delight. "Don't tease me; spank me like you mean it." Robin demanded, twisting her butt at Ivy as she kept on thrusting against Selena. Ivy looked startled and then turned in surprise as Harley handed her a riding crop from the collection on the wall. "Go ahead, and beat the little slut." She said stepping in front of Robin and settling down with Robin's face deep between thighs. Harley sighed in delight as Robin stuck her tongue out and began to lick and suck the delicate opening presented to her and then wailed in delight as the crop struck her cheeks again. Selena slid back out of Robin and let Pam have her way with the twisting behind before her. Every time the crop struck Robin was pushed forward into Harley's honeypot. Harley grabbed handfuls of Robin's hair and used them to control her like reins on a horse. "OOOOOHHHHHHHH, you have to try this slut's mouth." Harley moaned as Robin pushed her face still deeper into the V of her thighs. "I think we made her tongue to long, AAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE." Harley screamed and started to convulse as Robin sent her over the edge, burying not only her tongue but also using her nose on Harley's clit. Pamela continued to strike Robin's dimpled ass as it waved before her. The riding crop cutting deeply into the soft flesh and Robin only moaned and dripped her own juices down her thighs until one particularly hard swipe caught her at the junction of thigh to ass and made contact with her snatch. Robin screamed in combination of pain and pleasure as she came, actually squirting her cum out and down to her feet. "Did you just cum, you little bitch." Pamela went into a rage striking the abused behind kneeling before her, each impact causing Robin to orgasm again and squirt still more of her pleasure onto the carpet. "You aren't supposed to be enjoying this." Finally Selena grabbed her arm in mid swing. Pamela turned angrily on her and paused only when Selena handed her the strap on. "You don't want to break her yet." Selena said calmly. "Punish her ass with this. That cherry still needs to go." Pamela smiled evilly and grabbed the still dripping cock and strapped the belt around herself. Harley was lost in her own world and Robin was still working her tongue and fingers in and out of the writhing blonde. Pam dropped down behind Robin and grabbed the hot red cheeks, pulling them apart sharply she lined up with Robin's rosebud and drove deep in one stroke. Robin screamed into Harley's cunt and Harley came yet again. Pam just started fucking the girl kneeling before her thinking the scream was one of pain, not noticing that Robin was driving her hips back as hard as she had for Selena. The reprogramming that Selena had done of the nanites worked, causing Robin to be able to relax and take an ass fucking like she had been doing it for years. Robin in the meantime had slipped one hand up to her own clit and the other to Harley's asshole. As she bounced up and down in orgasm, she landed right on Robin's extended fingers driving them deep into herself. Harley screamed again, only to have it cut off as Selena sat down on her face. Harley slid her tongue up into the brunette's bald snatch as she leaned down and kissed Pamela. Their tongues met and drifted back and forth fighting for superiority. Selena reached down and started to pull Pamela's distended nipples causing her to moan into Selena's mouth. Their orgasms started with Robin. She shrieked in delight into Harley's pussy as she came, still ejaculating. Harley arched her back off the floor driving her pulsing hole into Robin's mouth as she reached her own release. She sucked hard on Selena's clit taking her over the edge, causing Selena to tighten her grip on Pamela's nipples and dig her nails into the soft breasts she was tormenting. Pamela drove forward with her hips as she spasmed in delight. They continued for hours, each of her captors had each of her holes repeatedly. They danced beneath her tireless tongue, ringing orgasm after orgasm out of them. They daisy chained until each had tasted everyone else, they traded strap-ons and fucked each other senseless, but always Robin was on the receiving end, but every time they tried to restrain her, she changed the direction of the party. Robin's quickly developed plan required her to be free and she kept pushing them further and faster, using her heightened libido against them, working them past the point of exhaustion. Robin Becomes Robin Ch. 02 The three villainesses finally collapsed to the floor panting for breath and struggled to remain conscious, but failed miserable. In moments they were unconscious from the overload of sex they had just finished. The only one still awake was Robin. Thanks to the increased libido that Selena had given her control of she only needed a moment to catch her breath. Slipping silently out of the pile of bodies, Robin tiptoed out of the playroom and locked the door from the outside. Now they were trapped. Moving silently down the hall, Robin found the control room with the monitoring screens and the computer for the nanites, but couldn't crack the password in a short interval and abandoned the idea. A quick search and she had the original Robin's utility belt and all the wonderful tools attached to it. She attached an electronic disruptor to the computer to ensure that they couldn't use it against Batman and looked around for clothes. Dick's costume wouldn't fit anymore but that was something that she would deal with in a moment. A glance at the monitor showed that her captors were slowly starting to stir and Robin slipped back into action. Running down the hall, and that was a different experience, with her breasts bouncing, she really needed to find a bra, she came to the locked playroom door just as she heard the others start to get up. Unlocking it swiftly, she tossed a knockout gas canister into the room and slammed the door shut and locked again. The coughing stopped shortly and silence came from the room. Not being one to take chances Robin left the door locked and started to check the rest of the rooms on that corridor. She knew that between the exhaustion and the gas she had at least an hour, maybe more. She couldn't get back into the room she woke up in, that door locked from the outside and she didn't want to get trapped, but she got lucky in Harley's room and found a simple sun dress that would fit her, albeit a little long but it would have to do. She grabbed a fast shower to rinse the sweat and smell of sex from her and dressed, pulling her still damp hair into a pony tail before she slipped the dress over her head. It really was too long, but since she now carried more in the chest department than Harley, it made the dress ride up. No shoes fit her now smaller feet but that was okay, she could go barefoot. She slipped out the front door of the complex and found that they were in a section of one of Gotham's many deserted warehouses. Robin headed outside, her utility belt hidden under the dress and only thought of getting as much space between her and her captors before they woke and got out of that room. Six blocks away Robin felt that it was safe and pressed the emergency locater on her belt. She knew that in seconds the bat computer would fix her location and track any movement. She kept walking until she came to a small store selling sandals and flip flops. Pulling some money from her belt she picked out a pair of flip flops, paid and slipped them on before heading down the street to a café. She ordered a tea; it seemed like the thing to do and found the pay phone in the back and called the manor. "Wayne manor, Alfred speaking," the reassuring voice came over the line. "Alfred, thank God, it's...Dick." Robin had a hard time saying the boys' name and had to whisper it. "I am afraid that Master Dick is not in at the moment Miss. Have you tried his cell phone?" "No Alfred it's me Dick, I need you to come and get me." "Miss I have no time for this foolishness, may I suggest that you call..." "Code one five beta blue three," Robin said in a rush. "Confirmation," Alfred asked quietly. "Red Bird," Robin whispered. "Master Dick, what has happened, you don't sound like yourself and you have been missing for more than a week." "Later Alfred, I have activated my personal locator, but I am worried that HE will come and I would rather not be picked up by him in broad daylight." "I understand sir, I will inform him that you are secure and bring the car for you myself." "Thanks, and Alfred, please hurry." Robin hung up and took his tea to the outside patio to wait. After twenty agonizing minutes, the limo pulled up and Alfred stopped and stepped out of the car, looking around for Dick. Robin left her un-drunk tea and moved to the limo. "Alfred thanks for coming to get me." She said stepping up and looking up at him. "Master D..." "Robin Grayson Alfred." She hissed quickly. "Of course Miss Robin," he said just as quickly and opened the rear door for her. Robin slipped in a swiftly as possible only to hear whistles from the guys at the café. She had forgotten how short the dress was and had just mooned everyone there, including Alfred. None of the underwear from the complex would fit her so she had to go commando. He shut the door quickly and turned to look down his nose at the men making cat calls at the blushing young woman, before getting back behind the wheel and pulling back out into traffic. "I am glad that you were able to reach me Master Dick, Master Bruce was only about two minutes from your location when I contacted him. He parked and observed your location until I arrived to ensure your safety. I am certain that he and Miss Barbara will have many questions for you. Can you tell me where you were held, they can get in there and see about dealing with whomever did this to you." Robin gave the address and Alfred relayed it Batman as he drove her back to Wayne Manor. They had just reached the front gate when Batman called and said that the girls were gone but the computer was still there, only completely destroyed and he was on his way back. At Robin's request, Alfred called Barbara Gordon and told her that Dick had been found that that she was needed at Wayne Manor as soon as possible. Barbara said she would be there in thirty minutes. Robin was sitting in the living room starring into the dark fireplace when Bruce walked in, followed by Barbara. Alfred had told them what to expect and came in with them as well pushing a silver cart with a shining tea service on it. He poured each of them a cup of tea and made to leave when Robin called him back. "I want you to hear this as well Alfred," she said firmly. "You will need to know what has happened as well as Bruce and Barbara." In short clipped sentences, she related all that had happened and what Selena told her in the shower. There was nothing that she could hold back. Honesty was absolutely necessary in their tight little family, but Robin still skipped as much of the sex as she could. Bruce sat unmoving after he put down the tea. Barbara had moved over to sit with Robin, putting her arm around the shaking girl and offering what support she could until the story finished. "I will hunt them down for this." Bruce raged as soon as Robin finished. He stood and started pacing the room, his rage coming off him in almost visible waves. "No Bruce," Robin said softly, stopping him in mid stride. "We can take down Harley and Ivy, but Selena helped me. I don't want her hurt and I don't want you to do anything you will regret later." "Dick..." He began. "Robin," she corrected. "Robin," he repeated a little softer. "They must be punished for what they have done, and not just to you, but what they could have done to other people. Think about what kind of weapon this could be." "I understand that," Robin said quietly but firmly. "But think about it. I have already destroyed the computer and you said that they finished the job." Bruce nodded. "Then they can't do this to anyone else, we spread the story that Dick had had enough of fighting here in Gotham, always being in Batman's shadow and you have a new ward, Dick's half-sister Robin. The circus called and said that they found her in an orphanage out of state and you took her in after she found out Dick had left." "But Harley and the others will know that is not true." Barbara said. "Right, but do you think they are gonna say anything about what really happened?" Robin asked turning to her. "If they do, they will have to admit what they did to Joker and Freeze and I really can't see them doing that. Both of them would hunt them down and do really nasty things to them." "Master... Miss Robin has a point sir." Alfred said, calling attention to himself for the first time. "And if you inform the women when you take them in that you will be most happy to inform one and all that they informed on Joker and Freeze you will have their complete cooperation in silence." "Exactly Alfred," Robin said with a frown. "It is in everyone's best interests to accept the lie." "All right," Bruce said grudgingly. "We will go with this for now. But when we do take them down I want to tell them what will happen if they breathe a word of this." "Fine," Robin said. "I think it would be better if you and Barb worked alone for a while, if only to make Selena's story workable. In the mean time I need to talk to Barb in private for a little while." "Of course," Barbara said cheerily. Robin could tell it was forced, but she took her hand and made to pull her out of the room when Bruce stopped them. "Robin, I need a blood sample, can you wait for a moment." He said, pulling a packet from the bottom of the tea service tray. "I want to analyze the nanites and make sure that they still can't make any changes or track you with them." A quick stab and Bruce had his sample and he went off to the Bat Cave and Robin took Barbara upstairs to Dick's bedroom. Robin closed the door and waved Barb over to the bed, she sat in the chair and looked at the stunning red-head. "Barb, I know that this is going to change what we had but I will need your help more than Bruce's for a while." Robin said. They had dated off and on for the last couple of years, when they could get a night off from crime, but they had been getting serious lately and Robin wanted to explain to Barbara personally. "Robin, I understand that we can't be what we were to each other again," Barbara said. "I still am here to help you, but you are right, we can't really date anymore." "I am glad that you understand, but we can still date, it will just have to be more girly things." Robin said. "At least that way we can still see each other." "Robin, I'm not...I don't..." "I know how you feel about that Barb." Robin said, somewhat disappointed, her time with Selena and her associates had taught Robin that girls could be more intimate with each other than men, and much more tender, but she would have to see what would happen with Barbara. "That isn't where I was going, but I understand. I mean that I need someone to teach me to be a girl. I may have the body of a girl and they have flipped the switch on the nanites that make me a girl in my head, but I have no experience with the simple things that girls do. I can't do a girl's makeup, circus makeup yes, but not for going out as a girl. I have little fashion sense and the thought of trying to do my hair makes me cringe. Please can you teach me?" Barbara smiled brightly, this was a challenge that she could handle with her eyes closed. She may have been a rough and tumble crime fighter, but she was all girl and the times that Dick had taken her anyplace she was always dressed the best for the situation. "You know that I will help you with that." Barbara came over and knelt before her and rested her hands on Robin's thighs. "I will be back in the morning with a better outfit and we can take the day and shop till we drop. I will also schedule a spa treatment to show you what being a girl is all about. Now let's get you into bed so that you can rest. I can see that you are fighting to stay awake." Barbara pulled Robin to her feet and into the attached bathroom. There was enough of Barbara's stuff in there from the times that she stayed over with Dick that she had something to work with. Barbara showed Robin all the appropriate night time procedures, hair, skin, moisturizer, and had her dressed in one of Barbara's spare nighties. It was a little racy; a fly away teddy with matching thong in white with red trim, but it was all they had that would fit over Robin's breasts. Barbara put Robin to bed and slipped out the door to find Alfred waiting. "Master Bruce has already left and requests that you join him in hunting for the three ladies in question. I will remain on hand if Miss Robin needs anything." "Thank you Alfred." Barbara said as she ran down the hall.