A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wins 01

"As we expected, the energy source is strongest when two subjects indulge in reproductive activities. This race seems to find great pleasure in performing sexual acts, which is good, but unfortunately the energy type that we require is mainly produced by the females, and the intensity can vary quite considerably. It seems to depend on whether the female undergoes something called an 'orgasm'. It's not something that we've previously been familiar with.

Anyway, the result is that our passive collection program is not generating as much harvested energy as we'd anticipated. As you'll be aware, this involves focusing our receptors onto couples indulging reproductive acts and draining some of the energy. It only works over a limited radius from the ship however.

The delay that the lower levels of harvesting imposes though is serious. Current projections show that we will not be ready for our planned leaving date, so we may need to consider some more invasive alternatives."

At this the ships weapons officer, Arturos5 interrupted the report, "Ah! This was something that I predicted at the start. There is no reason why we shouldn't harvest this energy at the maximum level now. This race will have no understanding of what is happening, and we will be able to leave and continue our mission that much earlier. Let's just get on with it!"

The Captain was disturbed by the number of council members wavering or indicating agreement with the outburst. He had to wrest back control, "I think that your views are well known to this council Arturos5, but it doesn't alter the fact that your recommendation conflicts with our mission terms of reference. Let's hear what Halisburt1 has to recommend."

"Well, we do believe that we have found an alternative approach that is manageable," Hailsburt1 continued, "It's based on an interesting finding that has come to our attention. Surprisingly, when two females indulge in sexual activity between themselves, the energy levels created are incredibly high. If we can focus on these particular events, and indeed encourage more of them, we would be able to bring the project back onto schedule. It would mean having a more direct involvement in the process, but we believe that we can manipulate memories such that participants are unaware of our involvement. Of course, encouraging more activity will only work on females with that inclination, but initial tests are encouraging. "

"And this won't harm them?" asked the Captain.

"No, they would feel drained of energy afterwards because we need to harvest significant amounts, but with appropriate mind manipulation we should be able to make them believe that the process was enjoyable."

The proposal was discussed further and eventually passed, much to the disgust of Arturos5 who stormed out of the meeting threatening to embark on his own plan.

9 - A New Side to Sister Allison

Finally, Batgirl's reflections of the past seven months came to an end as her dozing was interrupted by the door to her hospital room opening again. It had been a long and arduous road, but her broken bones had eventually healed, her bruises subsided and she'd been able to resume a fitness training regime to start building up her body strength again. It had been really hard work, but Batgirl was as determined as ever to rejoin Batman, Robin and Catgirl in their crusade against crime. She wasn't in the least keen to join up with Catwoman, but that was one hurdle she'd face when she got to it!

Strangely enough Batgirl found that, following that dramatic revelation about Batman as her biological father, she was able to get on better with him than before. Maybe it was due to her having revised her emotional feelings for him. She'd found that she could finally stop torturing herself with doubts about why he'd always rejected her sexual advances. It wasn't about her after all.

She still found it hard to deal with the thought of Batman and Catwoman in bed together but after a while she'd semi-successfully put that to one side. The snag was that she still couldn't rid herself of the occasional hot dreams about being ravished by him in her own bed, and that was suddenly much harder to deal with!

As Sister Allison approached her bed, Batgirl felt a moments panic and trepidation. She'd suddenly remembered a part of her last dream where the Sister came into the room and performed an erotic striptease at the end of Batgirl's bed, demonstrating that her naked figure was even more stunning than Batgirl had first thought! Batgirl had to shake her head. What was the matter with her? Her sexuality was becoming a more and more difficult issue for her. She knew that she liked men, especially Batman unfortunately, but recently her sex life had been dominated by women. What was going on! It was as if something strange was pushing her into exploring her lesbian side!

Then another horrible thought surfaced. What if she failed the current hospital tests? She'd been staying at Bruce Wayne's mansion for a few weeks now while she completed her recovery, and embarked on her training programme but this test today and the repeat one the week after were her passport to final release from hospital care. Despite her warm feelings for all the staff that had cared for her, failing was not an option!

She quickly pushed aside those thoughts though and smiled at Sister Allison as she picked up the clip-board at the end of the bed but was soon admiring her trim uniformed figure again, the fiery ginger hair tucked neatly into her little white cap. The blue belt around her narrow waist seemed tighter than ever, and Batgirl had to suppress a little sigh as she turned in profile to look at some instruments at the side of the bed. It was starting to worry Batgirl a little as a little tingling sensation started its work in her pussy. Oh God, now she'd started lusting after her Ward Sister. Whatever next?!

Batgirl quickly quelled the thought. It was inconceivable ...... wasn't it?

"Well Barbara, you look a lot more relaxed than the last time I saw you. Let's get you unhitched from all these monitors shall we before the doctor arrives?"

Batgirl wasn't so sure that she was relaxed anymore, but she settled back as Sister Allison eased back the sheet and undid the top of her gown again to expose the monitoring wires and sensors. Batgirl wasn't really sure that the gown needed to drop down far enough to expose her naked breasts, but she was happy that she had and she noted Sister Allison's quick admiring glance at them with a twinge of interest.

As each sensor was peeled off her chest, the sister's fingers would brush over Batgirl's sensitive skin, sending little shock waves around her body. 'Oh God,' she thought, 'I've really got to stop this!'

"Nearly done now," announced Sister Allison as she reached over Barbara to release the final sensor from her other side, bit as she pulled it away her hand seemed to inadvertently slide across Barbara's left breast, flicking the nipple to attention as it passed.

Batgirl gasped at the sensation and her eyes flew up to meet the Sisters'. But she was staring down at Batgirl's perky breast, open mouthed as she realised what she'd done, soft green eyes wide with surprise.

She quickly swivelled round to face the equipment again and hide her emotions, but Batgirl had spotted the glint of excitement in her eyes and was transfixed by the thought flashing through her mind, 'That was no accident!'

The next few minutes were loaded with tension as Sister Allison finally started to make notes on the clipboard of readings from the various instruments around Batgirl's bed. Neither spoke. Batgirl just didn't know what to say, and Sister Allison seemed determined to disregard the moment even though Batgirl could see that she was flustered and wouldn't meet her eyes.

Finally, as the Sister was on tip-toes, reaching up to alter a dial with her back towards Batgirl, she could resist her desire no longer. Her hand seemed to develop a life of its own as it slipped down the side of the bed, under the starched white skirt and rested itself on the inner side of the sister's knee.

They both froze for a moment. Sister Allison's whole body suddenly tensed and she let out a little gasp of surprise. Batgirl cringed, in fear of an angry response. What had got into her? Was she mad?

The moment lengthened, and Batgirl suddenly realised that the Sister wasn't going to react. At least not badly! She let her hand begin to wander higher along the inside of Sister Allison's stockinged thigh, feeling the electric smoothness through her fingertips. Batgirl could almost feel the tenseness in the Sister's body who seemed to have stopped breathing altogether, but that was just triggering an electric response in her own pussy which began to tingle with pent up desire as the dampness between her legs intensified.

Gradually she let her fingers rub up and down, each time going a little higher until, with a start, her fingertips suddenly encountered soft, bare skin. 'Wow, she's wearing stockings!' thought Batgirl in surprise. She let her fingers explore the stocking tops for a while and felt a little shiver run through her victims body as the sensitive skin inside her upper thighs responded to the tantalising touch!

Batgirl could resist no longer, and her insistent fingertips began to rise higher in search of hotter, and damper areas. At last Sister Allison made a sound, a little moan escaping her lips as the inquisitive fingers finally encountered the frilly edge of her panties. They stopped again briefly as Batgirl felt the moisture that had soaked into the material. If there ever had been any doubt in Batgirl's mind about the evidence of Sister Allison's arousal it was gone now and she was solely focussed on exploring the Sister's hidden pussy as she held onto a monitor to support her trembling legs.

The Sister's panties were smooth in the crotch, and Batgirl's fingers were soon able to trace the damp outline of her labia lips, swollen and almost inviting invasion. As the Sister's legs instinctively widened to give Batgirl easier access, she let her index finger push the panties slowly between those gaping lips, rubbing up and down and triggering an involuntary cry from her prey. Batgirl's other hand had meanwhile, crept under the covers and started to replicate it's partner's action, but this time on her own expectant pussy. For a few minutes both women were intent just on enjoying their sexual arousal, awash with electric feelings, but as Batgirl's finger probed deeper, nosing up to the entrance to the Sister's pink hole, she finally cried out as she half staggered away from the bed, reluctantly detaching herself from Batgirl's tormenting fingers.

She spun round looking weak kneed and flustered.

Batgirl was still on a high, but unsure of herself again.

"Oh God, Sister Allison................I ...... I just don't know what came over me!" she gasped.

The Sister was breathing heavily too and tottered back to the bed to perch herself on the edge. She seemed completely lost for words.

" I just couldn't stop myself ....... I'm so, so sorry," continued Batgirl, still aghast at what she'd done.

Finally, Sister Allison responded, breathing deeply and smoothing down her skirt as she did so, "Oh God Barbara ..... I ...... I don't know what to say...." she tailed off, but then as her eyes lifted to Barbara's at last she surprised her by smiling, "At least we know that your fingers are working properly!"

Batgirl's eyebrows rose at the joke, and at the implied acceptance of the situation. Dare she take it further?

She lifted herself up, and hooked her arm around the sister's neck, pulling her lips towards her own until they met in a gentle embrace, soft lips working slowly and then more urgently together. Sister Allison gasped again as their embrace intensified and pulled back slightly, her eyes searching deeply into Batgirl's before sighing and leaning forward until they were in the middle of an intense, molten kiss.

It seemed to last forever until, eventually they both came up for air.

"I want you," said Batgirl simply. After all, it could hardly have been a surprise!

Sister Allison looked back a little sadly, "Oh, but I want you too Barbara. But it's so complicated. My husband ..... the kids ....... I could never let them down...."

Batgirl was starting to get worried, and a little desperate, "Quick ..........slip off your uniform and get in here with me.......... no one needs to know!"

"No, no .... we'd be interrupted and it's the doctors round in half an hour!"

"Well, come round to my flat later....or tomorrow ... we'd be alone there .. and we can really get it together then!"

The Sister still looked doubtful and abruptly she rose up smoothed down her uniform again looking flustered again, "No ... I wouldn't want it to happen that way ..... I ...... I .....it's just too soon, too quick!" She straightened and seemed to make a decision. For a moment Batgirl thought that she'd lost her, until she continued in almost a whisper, "But maybe we can arrange something for next week when you come back again .........," she looked almost shyly down at Batgirl, "......would you like that do you think?"

"Are you kidding!?"

"Mmmm, so would I .....I'll sort something out ........ leave it with me!"

It was just like back to normal again, with Sister Allison back in charge!

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Back in the monitoring room, Hailsburt1 was looking at some instruments and twisted round to talk to his assistant, "Just look at this read-out will you, it's phenomenal! We'll definitely have to track those two!"

His assistant looked surprised, but saw the figures and agreed, "Definitely!" before adding, "Oh by the way. Is it true that the Captain's morphed into alien form for some reason?"

Hailsburt1 looked annoyed, "He's had to go chasing after that lunatic Arturos5! He's embarked on his own program of 'harvesting' but it's totally out of control. He's just soaking up the maximum amount of energy each time with no thought for the state of the host. It's bound to get noticed!"

The assistant was a little taken aback. It wasn't like Hailsburt1 to get so emotional over anything!

10 - Time To Go Home

Batgirl was getting impatient.

She'd been seen by the doctor, who'd checked her results, done his examination and given her the all-clear to head off home, so all that she needed were her clothes. Which Catgirl had offered to bring of course.

And she was late. As usual!

There'd been a brief moment of excitement after the doctor's visit that had interrupted a slightly awkward moment between Batgirl and Sister Allison when they were alone again. Batgirl had been feeling incredibly horny since the earlier episode and Sister Allison had looked as though she'd been contemplating jumping into bed with her despite her earlier reservations, but they'd been distracted by a commotion outside her room door. There were loud voices raised in an heated argument. Batgirl had strained to listen but couldn't make any sense of the words. It had sounded like a foreign language.

It had broken the spell though and the Sister had switched straight back into hospital mode as she'd stormed over and yanked open the door, shouting out a loud "Be quiet in my ward!!"

Outside had been two doctors, deeply engrossed in their row, fingers stabbing into each other's chests. They'd both stopped as the door suddenly opened beside them and they'd been faced with Sister Allison's angry features.

"I don't know what's going on here, but if you must argue like that you can take yourselves off my ward to do it. You're disturbing my patients!"

Batgirl had been amazed to see they looked like twin brothers. The same height and facial features, the same sturdy frames. Their only difference was that one had curly blonde hair, whilst the other's was almost jet black. They didn't look that old, either, quite handsome in fact!

They'd both looked a bit shocked by the interruption, before the dark haired one suddenly twisted away and stormed off leaving his blonde colleague to apologise and placate the angry ward sister.

When Sister Allison had returned, Batgirl had asked her about the doctors, but she'd been strangely vague about them. They'd only recently arrived on staff apparently and, although foreign, the Sister had no idea where they came from. But somehow she knew that they were both very competent doctors. Even as she'd said it, Batgirl could see that she looked confused and was struggling with her memory of them.

In the end though, Batgirl had said a rather restrained goodbye to Sister Allison when she'd gone off for lunch and now she was stuck there, sat on her bed in her hospital gown, twiddling her thumbs with nothing to do except get angry with Catgirl.

Finally the door opened and a familiar face popped round the edge, scanning the room.

"No Sister Allison then?" Catgirl asked warily.

"No, she's gone off to lunch. And what time do you call this?! And what's that you're wearing! No wonder you didn't want Sister Allison to see you!"

Catgirl had come dressed in a tight pink stretch top that absolutely screamed out the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. She'd retained the tiny denim mini-skirt from earlier in the morning that just about covered her bottom, leaving Batgirl hoping fervently that she was wearing some knickers underneath. On her feet were a pair of matching pink sneekers.

"Oh don't be so bitchy Batgirl. I had some final adjustments to make on the car and they took longer than I'd expected that's all," she exclaimed as she dumped a big plastic carrier bag on the bed next to Batgirl.

Batgirl delved hesitantly into the bag, fearful now of what Catgirl's idea of 'going home' clothes would be. She let out a sigh of relief as she pulled out the contents. It wasn't as bad as she'd feared. Catgirl had obviously been rummaging through her wardrobe, but had come up with a nice, plain ivory mini dress. It had a deep plunge neckline but it would be mid-way up her thighs, positively demure in comparison to Catgirl's startling attire. There was also a plain white waist slip and a rather nice looking lacy black bra and panties set that she didn't recognise.

Catgirl then surprised her as she got up quickly, "Right, I'll see you by the lifts to the car park, just want to check out something!" she added as she made a quick departure leaving Batgirl wondering what was going on.

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Fifteen minutes later, Catgirl was doing her best to ignore the surreptitious and not so surreptitious stares that she was getting as she waited by the lift shafts. She'd even caught herself self-consciously pulling down at the hem of her little micro-skirt as she realised what an impact she was making on the local male community, both sick and healthy!

Then she breathed a sigh of relief as Batgirl came into sight at the end of the corridor.

The relief didn't last long though.

As Catgirl had half expected, her new crime fighting partner didn't look at all happy!

"Holly Robinson!" she hissed as she got nearer, "where did you get that underwear from?! It's absolutely, definitely not mine!!"

She looked around carefully to check that no-one could hear as she went on, "I DO NOT wear crotchless black panties, or bras with holes in the cups that my nipples peep through!!"

Catgirl could see what she meant, as could all the passing staff and patients.

The nice plain ivory dress that Batgirl was wearing fitted tightly around her bosom, showing off a healthy bit of cleavage, and the sheer material displayed her rounded breast shape nicely. As well as the perky, pointed peaks where her un-restrained and erect nipples pushed hard at the clingy material, and which were attracting almost as much male attention as Catgirl's legs.