Batgirl: The New Origin
(Subtitle: Dick Grayson Isn't Robin Anymore)

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Story © Steve Zink

The mundane minutiae: The following story contains characters owned by DC Comics/Warner Bros. It is written as a fanfic parody story not intended to make any use of actual story lines in published books. The story is purely for fun, with no profit to be made by the author.

Since 1966, there has been a Batgirl in one form or another in the Batman universe. One could even say that there was an earlier incarnation, but that Bat-Girl appeared only briefly in the early 60's as I recall. She was Betty Kane, the niece of Kathy Kane, otherwise known as Batwoman. The Batman TV show was running low in the ratings going into its third season, so they decided to bring in a new character, Batgirl! DC Comics was asked to coordinate an introduction of a similar character into the books, so that the TV Batgirl wouldn't seem an anomaly, and that is how we got the beautiful redhead crimefighter.

On the TV show and in the comic book, Barbara Gordon was the daughter of Gotham City Police Commissioner James Gordon. She was an adult who had already graduated from college with advanced degrees. In the later Batman animated show of the 90's, Batgirl was again Barbara Gordon, but this time she was a much younger lass who was still going to university. In the more recent version of the animated show, she appears to be closer to the original presentation, in both maturity and the colors of her costume. The movie "Batman and Robin" brought Batgirl to the big screen, but she was the British niece of Alfred the butler this time, and most fans were very disappointed.

In the story I am now presenting, let's start with the premise that Police Commissioner Gordon is without a family to start with, and that the team of Batman and Robin has been operating that way for a number of years, without any help. For a costume, I'm basing my Batgirl upon the light grey one of the mid-90's animated show, with a few variations. This is a totally different origin of Batgirl! SZ My thanks to Steve for the use of the pictures. PJB

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Batman and Robin were fighting a villain that seemed new to them and Gotham City. He was a tall guy in an odd purple tuxedo, with a top hat to match. The villain was breaking into a coin shop when the Dynamic Duo discovered him, and he seemed to be alone. No matter what either of them did, Batman saw that the crook was warding off their blows and batarangs and other Bat weapons with some kind of magical shield.

The new villain was actually someone that Batman had met a few times over the years alongside his friends in the Justice League. Felix Faust was a powerful wizard, who normally bothered Flash and Wonder Woman more than anyone else. He'd been reading a lot of tabloids which made a big thing of the potential homosexual relationship that seemed to be developing in Gotham City. Felix made up this new costume to confuse Batman, and fix the problem. He may have been a villain and a murderer, but he was a strict homophobe who felt strongly about homosexual relationships. As odd as it might sound, the arch-criminal had his own particular code of decency!

The purple clad oddball made a motion as if he was looking for a specific coin in a case, then threw up his white gloved hands in a fit of rage. "Bah! The damned thing isn't even here! All for nothing. Farewell, Batman! Don't come looking for Maestro. I'll come looking for you." As he spoke, his hands threw packets at the floor which burst into thick smoke clouds. Maestro seemed to have disappeared.

Felix's show in the shop had been just that, however, a show. His real purpose lay in waiting for the Dynamic Duo to come back out and begin a search, which he knew they would. Just as he'd hoped, Batman had Robin split up with him to broaden the search, and the Boy Wonder was walking directly toward him. Robin was the real reason the Maestro had gone to the shop that evening. Felix was ready to start fixing everything, not that he expected any thanks.

As Robin came around a car in the parking lot, Maestro sprang up and covered his nose and mouth with a chloroform soaked towel. The youngster collapsed in his arms, quietly. Batman never heard or saw a thing. Maestro scooped up his prize and dumped him unceremoniously into what appeared to be a nondescript Ford station wagon in the lot. Maestro himself sat down behind the wheel, and as soon as he did so, the purple tails and hat disappeared, to be replaced by a red T-shirt and denim jeans. His sleeping package on the back seat became what looked like sacks of groceries. Some of the Maestro's magic was more than smoke. Felix Faust was not a wizard to be safely laughed at.

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When Robin woke up, he found himself in a theatrical dressing room. Felix Faust was standing near the door, now in his own form and costume. He was pretty sure Robin was unfamiliar with him, but at this point, that was no longer of any consequence. The only other things Robin could see were a dressing table with a lighted mirror, a small closet, and a chest to one side with what looked like a Bat cowl on a wig stand, with a long red wig attached. "I see you've finally awakened," Felix said. "I've given you a magical potion which will make you obey all my commands. Now, stand up, Robin."

Robin tried his best to stay seated, but felt compelled to rise. He came to his feet, and heard Felix continue, "You see, no matter what you'd like to do, you will now do as I tell you. Now, be a good boy, and do what you are told. Take off your costume, Robin, but leave your mask and gloves on. I don't want to see your face and discover what you really look like just yet." Robin did as he was told, but wondered about the gloves. When he'd removed all the red, green and gold from his body, Felix told him, "Don't stop there, Robin. I want you nude. Remove your shorts and socks, also."

Once Robin was totally denuded save his mask and gloves, the wizard had him sit at the dressing table. There was a blank piece of paper and a pen before him. "Now then," intoned Felix in a stern voice, "I want you to write a note to Batman; say that you cannot abide the shame of your life any more, and that you are leaving town, never to return."

Helplessly, Robin wrote the letter, and signed it with his given name. Felix Faust picked it up and placed it into an envelope, which he intended to drop off at Police Headquarters. While getting Robin to address it could have given him the location, if not the identity of Batman, Felix was being chivalrous, and keeping that as part of the game for later.

Felix Faust then opened the doors to the closet and the chest. "Robin, this is your new costume," he told his thrall. "I have watched the news coming from Gotham City for quite a few years now, and wondered if Batman was ever going to get into a relationship with Catwoman, or Poison Ivy, or any other nubile young lass. Alas, all I ever heard was that Batman and Robin did this, and Batman and Robin did that. I am appalled at the homosexual connotations in this, and cannot believe that nothing has been done to halt this abomination. So I have decided to correct that problem on my own. Batman has worked with Robin for the last time."

Robin looked at the costume parts hanging on the racks and folded in the chest, and said, "I can't wear that costume! It looks like it's for a female."

"You can, and you will wear that costume, Robin," Felix told him. "Even if you could disobey my orders, I have put a spell around this building that will not allow your body through it to the outside." He handed Robin a pair of panties, and added, "Here, put these on. I'm sure you're going to love the way they feel, and what they do for you!"

Robin took the pale, rose colored silken panties from him, and slipped his legs through the holes. He pulled it up to his waist, and saw the way his tool stood out in the front. Robin thought the feminine panties looked particularly strange with his male anatomy inside them. He did agree with Felix on one point, though; the material felt so soft and smooth against his skin! He also figured out why Felix had wanted him to leave his gloves on. His own rough hands would have snagged the material of the panties, whereas the gloves were smooth, and handled them with ease.

"Now stand up straight, and don't slouch, Robin," said Felix, "I myself will put the next item on your body." Robin watched as the wizard went around his back with a black garment in his hands. He knew what it was in seconds. A heavily boned corset was draped around Robin's waist, and Felix brought the ends together in back. The laces were slowly tightened, and with each draw, Robin felt his ribcage crush inwards and his stomach being compressed. It was hard to draw anything more than shallow breaths. Why was this madman doing these things to him?

Robin was now standing bolt upright, and looking decidedly odd. He still had a thin black mask over his eyes, bright green gloves on his hands, and added to them was rose colored panties over his crotch, and a wicked black corset nipping in at his waist. Nipping wasn't the word, though. The hourglass shape it gave his midsection, which Robin knew enough from being around Catwoman to call a wasp waist, was more like gouging.

Felix then gave his next instructions, "Go ahead and start putting on your new costume; start with the leggings." The costume had been put under a spell by Felix, the results of which would be rather astounding to the young man.

Robin went to the closet, and pulled out a set of shiny grey leggings that appeared to be some kind of theatrical dance fabric. He looked at the shape and size of the garment, and said, "I can't wear this! It looks way too small, and it's definitely for a girl!"

"You will indeed wear it," he was told, "and I think you're going to be pleasantly surprised at what you see once you get it on." Robin had no choice but to do as he was ordered, and stuck first his left, then his right bare feet through the stirrup slings at the ends of the leggings. He started to ladder them up his legs, smoothing them out as he did so. Robin could feel a warmth in his leg muscles, and felt something happening that he couldn't identify.

He soon saw what the feeling had been, as the shape of his legs within the leggings had lost all their hard male hardness and sharpness, and become softly curved, beautifully shaped feminine moldings. Robin could recall seeing models with legs that didn't look as good as those he himself now had.

Robin pulled the leggings up over his hips, and watched them settle over the bottom of the corset on his waist. He could feel changes occurring in his lower body, and saw his hips widen considerably and become pleasantly curved. This was matched by the growth in his ass, which bloomed and stuck out to a great degree over his legs. Robin noted that he now had not just legs, but an entire figure from the waist down that rivaled that of the best models.

More importantly, the taut gut that he had, and the large bulge on the front of his panties, both disappeared. They were replaced with a very flat tummy, and a smooth crotch with an interestingly shaped small mound that Robin could remember seeing and lusting after in Catwoman's crotch. One of his green gloves reached down, but as soon as his fingertips touched the unfamiliar new shape in his crotch, they sprang back in reaction to the intense jolt that shot through his body.

Felix Faust then handed Robin a wide blue utility belt, which when buckled together, hung loosely on his hips, well below the waistline. "Now, put on your boots, Robin," he ordered, pointing to the chest. Robin reached down and grabbed them, then gave the wizard a quizzical glance when he saw both their tiny size and the tall heels. "My feet will never fit into these!" he protested. "And how can anyone stand in stiletto heels like these, much less move around?"

"You'll see, you'll see," he heard the strange man chuckle, "now, put them on." Robin sat on the seat, and brought up his right foot. He unzipped the right hand dark blue boot, then put it over his toes, and started to pull. Robin could tell something was happening, because he felt his toes come together in the sharply pointed toe of the boot, and his heel hit the sole of the boot. He pulled the zipper back up, and the upper of the boot clung tightly to his ankles and lower calf. He did the same with the left, and then stood. Somehow, impossibly, his feet had shrunk to the size of the boots, with his toes actually able to wiggle in them. He could even stand in them!

Robin's head was in a whirl; this was becoming a most amazing afternoon!

"Okay, go get your bustier, and put it on," Felix said. Robin now found that not only could he stand in the boots, but he could walk gracefully in them, also. He stooped down and grabbed the bustier from the chest. He couldn't believe the size of the breast forms that were at the top of it, and saw that it clasped in the back. Robin saw no alternative but to put the device in place on his chest, then reach behind his back and secure all the hooks. All the time he was doing this, the angle of his arms was pushing his chest out, making the breast forms project even further from his chest.

When the last latch was snapped, the wizard said, "Now you may finally take off your gloves. You won't need them any more. Get your costume top, and put it on."




Robin made short careful steps over to the closet, discovering to his surprise that he seemed to be walking in heels like he'd done it all his life, then pulled the top off its hanger. He knew better than to question what it looked like, and pulled it down over his head. He stuck his right hand into the sleeve, and pulled it through. Robin could feel the change in tone of his right arm as he used it to pull the left hand and arm into the other sleeve. In short order, it had changed also.

He pulled the top down over the huge breast forms, and Robin couldn't believe the way it molded to their shapes with the blue bat emblem setting them off. The bottom was tucked into the top of the leggings, and the breast forms suddenly felt like they had depth and feeling. Robin could actually feel what were now his very sensitive and large nipples rubbing against the fabric, expanding as they grew excited.

While he was tucking, Robin also noticed that he could not feel any sign of the corset or bustier. They had disappeared, to be replaced by his own flesh and blood, somehow assuming the shape they'd imparted. When the last of the bodily changes occurred, the top of the costume merged with the leggings, becoming a one piece suit. It now had a zipper down the back, instead.

As soon as Robin pulled on the blue gloves, he saw his fingers becoming narrow and svelte, with pointed fingernails within the tips. He caught his reflection in the mirror, and Felix Faust saw the shocked look on HER face as Robin took in the perfect female form with a male head. Felix passed her the cape, and Robin's tiny hands clipped it around her neck. She reached to the top of the chest, and pulled the cowl and wig off the wig stand.





"You can't make me do this," she protested, but Felix merely smiled and nodded his head. She pulled the cowl down over her head, and as the mask part reached her eyes, Robin disappeared. Her face became a beautiful match to the perfect form of her body, easily making the best of the cover models look like also rans. While she was straightening her cowl, she noticed that the wig had become her own lusciously thick and full bodied red hair, anchored securely to her scalp.





The mind inside this outrageously beautiful female form was still the very male Dick Grayson, and the turmoil resulting was leaving him wide open for the changes Felix would bring. She found herself doing a quick check of her body, and this time her glove found her crotch and stayed there while one finger explored the slit in the mound. She couldn't believe the feelings this sent throughout her body, and saw her nipples getting even harder and larger as a result. They stood out proudly from the huge blue orbs on her chest, and both hands reached up to both cup the breasts and tweak the nipples. She tilted her head back, with her eyes shut. A low moan escaped her pouty bright red lips, and then she recovered, sort of.

"What have you done to me?" she asked, not believing the musical contralto voice she was hearing coming from her own lips.

"No longer will there be the homosexual grouping of Batman and Robin in Gotham City," Felix Faust righteously intoned, sounding for all the world like a backwoods preacher. "From now on, the team will forever more be Batman and Batgirl! That is who you are now, Batgirl. I've even arranged for your alter ego, so that you can live in the world. Your name is Barbara Gordon, and you are the daughter of Police Commissioner James Gordon. You now live with him, while you finish your schooling. Have fun in your new life, and live it fully in a proper sexual morality!"

The wizard waved his hand, and Batgirl found herself outside the building, standing next to a blue motorcycle with a black bat emblazoned on the gas tank. She climbed aboard the cycle, intent on getting to the Batcave. She felt an intense, fiery longing in her groin, and knew where to get satisfaction.

Felix Faust may have gotten rid of a potential homosexual situation, but other groups would now find fault with the rampant sexual frenzy that would soon become evident.

Felix had overdone it.

His Batgirl was an oversexed nymphomaniac. But nobody is perfect...

Finis

 

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