Hypno Heroines

Batgirl closed on the warehouse with her usual stealthy approach. It would not do for her to make noise and let Catwoman know she was coming. She had ridden her Bat-cycle most of the way to this warehouse on the outskirts of town, parking it a mile away and coming in on foot.

It was one AM, and all around the abandoned warehouse it was quiet. By all rights, Batgirl figured there would be at least a little activity at night. There wasn't even any sign of a guard. Wasn't there always supposed to be a guard?

She had done some investigating, and knew that this was where Catwoman was running her drug empire from. It didn't seem likely that it was the sort of business that ran 9-to-5, so she would have expected a lot of activity in the off-hours. Oh well, she thought, if Catwoman isn't smart enough to keep a night guard, that's her problem.

Getting near the building, Batgirl began to feel anxious, which was unusual for her. Having fought villains like the Joker and Two-Face, she was used to danger and felt confident in her abilities. Maybe it was because Catwoman was...well...a woman. She could see how a stupid man could get the idea of taking on a life of crime. But women, she thought, were too smart for that sort of thing. Then again, maybe it was the fact that Catwoman was running a drug empire. She hated drugs, promising herself at an early age that she would never get wound up in that kind of life. She knew where most drugs left a person, and didn't want to see anyone end up that way; and she was eager to punish anyone who offered that kind of life.

Upon reaching the outer gate, Batgirl noticed a small black box that signified it was electrified. Have to give you credit, Catwoman, you're not all dumb, she thought as, with a simple jump that came from years of gymnastic training, she easily vaulted over the top. She crouched low after landing and quickly looked around to see if there had been anyone to see her--there was not. She quickly covered the ground to the edge of the building and stopped to look and listen, but didn't hear a sound. "This is too easy," she mumbled.

Batgirl briefly considered simply walking through the front door, but then thought better of it. Don't want to make it too easy for them to get me, she chuckled to herself as she made her way around to the back.

There was a fire escape from the second floor on the back side of the building, which Batgirl decided to make use of. As quiet as a mouse, she moved up to the top of the escape, but then froze. She realized as she made her landing, that there was somebody at the top. Quickly trying to think of something to do, she suddenly realized that the figure hadn't taken notice of her yet. Without any near light source, Batgirl couldn't get a good look at the person at standing ten feet away, but it seemed to have the outline of a woman, and wasn't looking her way. Not wishing to lose the advantage, Batgirl took one bound and launched a flying side kick at the person.

Easily sidestepping out of the way to avoid the kick, Batgirl's 'enemy' brought her arms up to both cushion Batgirl's landing on the metal catwalk and keep it quiet, and prevent Batgirl from making another attack. "Will you keep quiet!" hissed Wonder Woman as she brought Batgirl down.

"Well, cripes! You should have told me you were coming too," complained Batgirl as she wiped herself off and got back onto her feet. The two heroines then turned their attention back to the window that Wonder Woman had been looking in.

Below them, there seemed to be some sort of strange party going on inside. They saw plenty of women walking around the floor. Many of them had drinks in their hands, some were smoking, and they all were wearing skintight leather and vinyl outfits.

"Looks like some sort of orgy-party going on down there. Look," Wonder Woman motioned at the floor, "there's the city mayor! She's with Catwoman!" Indeed, when Batgirl's gaze moved to where Wonder Woman was pointing, she saw the mayor sitting on a loveseat, wearing a tight black vinyl outfit and licking and kissing the sizable breasts of the villainess.

The two heroines exchanged looks. "Well, I guess now we know which way the bell swings for her," exclaimed Batgirl, "but the mayor is a married woman. Something really strange is going on down there."

"And I intend to find out what!" said Wonder Woman. She blasted a powerful side kick into the fire escape door and burst through the opening toward Catwoman. Batgirl, shocked by such a display of rash action by Wonder Woman, quickly jumped through the doorway after her friend.

Wonder Woman seemed to fly down the stairs toward Catwoman. Batgirl followed, but at a more controlled pace. On reaching the bottom of the stairs Wonder Woman unleashed her fury on the women that moved to intercept her. She saw that some of the women were martial arts experts, and even though many of the women had been smoking, none of them seemed to suffer from shortness of breath. A few of their strikes hit home, but the amazon's superior strength and endurance allowed her to hold her own and bring down the attackers. Similarly, Batgirl's ability in gymnastics allowed her to avoid most attacks while landing her own strikes on her assailants, until within minutes there were no attackers left conscious. Amazingly, the heroines saw that there were plenty of women left around them, but they were either kissing, stroking each other's vaginas, eating each other out, or engaging in some other lesbian activity.

"Disgusting," Wonder Woman exclaimed as she looked around.

Looking over to the loveseat, Wonder Woman and Batgirl could see that the mayor had switched to rubbing her own breasts, but Catwoman had vanished! Quickly glancing around, the two caught sight of Catwoman dashing through an open door on the other side of the room. Wonder Woman immediately set out after her.

Batgirl yelled, "Wait a minute, Wonder Woman! It might be a..." but it was too late. Wonder Woman was already half way to the doorway. Realizing that she couldn't let her friend rush into danger alone, Batgirl set out after her.

Batgirl rushed through the doorway... and was plunged into darkness. She couldn't see anything around her -- there was no light. Even the door behind her was slammed shut. Unsure of what to do, Batgirl whispered, "Wonder Woman... where are you?" Her response was a swift kick to the stomach, which knocked the wind out of her. Then someone gripped her from behind and held her as something was placed over her mouth. Batgirl knew the smell of chloroform all too well and struggled to escape, but the arms holding her were much too strong and soon she slumped forward, drifting down to the floor and unconsciousness.

The lights in the room came up, revealing a dozen of Catwoman's "kittens," along with Catwoman herself... and Poison Ivy! Beside Batgirl, Wonder Woman lay similarly knocked out.

Both villainesses looked at each other with glee. As the kittens dragged the heroines off, Catwoman exclaimed, "I want Batgirl. That woman has always been a spine in my side, I want a chance to even the score!"

Poison Ivy grinned wickedly and responded, "No, I have a plan for them. You can have your fun with Batgirl, but leave her alive and in good health. When I'm done, we'll have two new allies. I'll start with Wonder Woman..."

Slowly, Batgirl regained consciousness. With the greatest effort she had ever known, she opened her eyes to observe a darkened room. Initially, Batgirl had the half-second of confusion. Where was she? What had happened? Then it all returned to her, that Catwoman had captured her. The realization forced her to try to move, but she quickly found that she was being held upright, with her arms and legs chained securely to the wall. She could still feel her mask, cape, and the top portion of her costume on her body, but cool air touching her legs made Batgirl aware that the lower portion of her bodysuit had been cut away. Batgirl instinctively tried to reach for her lockpick tools, but discovered that her utility belt had been removed.

At that moment, the lights came on, revealing the room to be bare, except for a table lined with sex toys.

"Welcome back to the land of the living," said Catwoman as she entered the room. She slowly slinked her way up to Batgirl, eying her fiendishly and licking her lips.

"You've got to be kidding," said Batgirl as she gave Catwoman a deadpan look, "I'm not into that lesbo stuff, and even if I were, I certainly wouldn't pick a woman as vile as you to do it with!"

"Perhaps," replied the evil Catwoman, "and perhaps not..."

With that she left the room, leaving Batgirl to her thoughts.

In another part of the compound, Wonder Woman came awake to find herself in some sort of greenhouse. She was being held against what felt like one of the walls of the room, about ten feet off the ground, her arms and legs held fast by tight vines. All of the walls and ceiling around her were covered with various plant life. She tried with all of her great strength to break out of her bonds, but the effort only made them tighten further around her.

Poison Ivy was lounging on an ivy-covered sofa in the room, amused by the effort. "You can't break them, but by all means, keep trying."

"I will get out of here, somehow, and when I do you are going to PAY!"

Poison Ivy rose from her seat, and replied, "I agree, you will get out of here, quite soon in fact, but only to help me." With a quick motion of her hand, Poison Ivy ordered her plants to lower Wonder Woman to the ground.

While Wonder Woman was being lowered, Poison Ivy opened her palm and blew her pheromones all through the room. As soon as her boots touched the floor, Wonder Woman began a renewed struggle, fighting even harder than before to break free. But try as she might, the vines were just too strong for her.

"Help? YOU? You've got to be kidding, Ivy!" yelled Wonder Woman, "In case you haven't ever noticed before, I've got protection from your pheromones!"

"As a matter of fact, I do know... and I've done some research of my own into the source of your 'protection'!" Poison Ivy stood face to face with her adversary, and with a flick of her wrist, took off Wonder Woman's tiara. She then raised the palm of her hand and blew more pheromones into Wonder Woman's face.

Without her protective tiara to shield her mind, Wonder Woman fell prey to the pheromones. Poison Ivy smiled wickedly as, within moments, Wonder Woman ceased to struggle against the vines. Poison Ivy's plants let go of Wonder Woman, setting her free. The amazon merely stood there, ramrod straight, her eyes having lost their color and glazed over, going clear-white as she fell under the spell of Poison Ivy's new pheromone.

"That's better," said Poison Ivy as she circled around Wonder Woman, running her finger along the heroine's breasts and taking in her physical attributes. "Wonder Woman, can you hear me?"

"Yes," Wonder Woman replied blankly as she stared straight ahead.

"Good", replied Poison Ivy. She had been worried that somehow a superheroine would be able to resist her new strain of pheromone, but those fears now proved to be unfounded. "Wonder Woman... such a noble title... we'll see what we can do about that!" Poison Ivy cackled with glee, then gave Wonder Woman more of her pheromones. "Now, tell me who are you?"

"I am the super-hero Wonder Woman...my alter ego is Diana Prince."

"That will soon change. I want you to breathe in deeply, very deeply and take in my pheromones." Wonder Woman did as she was told. "Very good. With each breath, feel yourself falling deeper...ever deeper...into my power. You enjoy this feeling, it makes you feel good...it makes you feel very good...very sexy...very horny...falling under my spell..."

"Yes..." replied Wonder Woman.

Slowly, Poison Ivy began removing Wonder Woman's costume while she spoke. Wonder Woman swayed slowly back and forth, offering no resistance. "Very good...with every breathe, you fall deeper under my power...my pheromones smell wonderful, and affect you deeply...they're affecting you right now, aren't they, Wonder Woman?"

"Yes...affecting...me...deeply...under...your...power..."

"Now, my pheromones are very powerful...they make you feel very sexy...but they are also changing you. With each lovely breath...a little bit of Wonder Woman drifts away. Every moment, you are forgetting about your life as a superheroine...Wonder Woman is going away...and is being replaced by another alter-ago. Yes...Wonder Woman is going away and being replaced by an evil villainess with strong sexual desires...desires only for other women. 'The Countess'...yes...'The Countess' is a lesbian who wishes to control...yes...control other women... and then turn them into lesbians. There is now almost nothing left of Wonder Woman, there is now only the evil Countess. Wonder Woman is gone...she no longer exists and never has...there is now only 'The Countess'..."

By now, Poison Ivy had removed the Wonder Woman costume and replaced it with a new outfit, and walked the woman who used to be Wonder Woman over to a nearby mirror.

"Look into the mirror, my dear..."

'The Countess' looked at her new clothes and accessories, then let out an evil laugh...

Back in her cell, Batgirl had been left alone for two hours. Catwoman had done little more than make some strange threats to her, but she was not looking forward to her next session.

It came all too quickly. But this time, both Catwoman and Poison Ivy entered the room to face her.

"What, a threesome now? Sorry, gals, but I don't think I have the energy for that."

"How charming," replied Ivy, "even after all you've been through, you still have the strength for sly remarks. No, we're not here for a 'threesome', but we wanted to introduce you to the newest member of our little club..."

With that, a new woman entered the room. Tall and strong, with jet-black hair, Batgirl instantly recognized her friend, Wonder Woman, but she was dressed totally different. She now wore black, thigh-high latex boots with six-inch heels, a leather thong, and a black-and-red latex suit which was a mockery of her usual outfit, showing off much of her cleavage and leaving little to the imagination. In addition, on her hands and arms she now wore long black latex gloves. On her waist, instead of a lasso, she now had a whip, and in her right hand she held a long black cigarette holder with a cigarette smoldering on the end. The woman slowly, sexily walked toward Batgirl.

"Wonder Woman," Batgirl practically screamed, "what have they done to you?!"

"Wonder Woman no longer exists," said Poison Ivy, "Diana Prince's alter ego is now 'The Countess'. With my help, she has seen the error of her past ways, and has happily agreed to join our little sorority...as you soon will."

Wonder Woman/Countess was now standing in front of Batgirl, but Batgirl's attention was focused on what Poison Ivy had just said. "What are you talking about? Wonder Woman would never join you, and there's no way..."

The Countess took a deep drag from her cigarette holder and gently blew smoke into Batgirl's face.

"...I would ever ... ...join...join...oh...umm..."

Batgirl had always been repulsed by cigarette smoke, but as she coughed, Batgirl inhaled some of the smoke, and it smelled...different. Batgirl closed her eyes as again the Countess blew smoke into her face, and then said, "Breathe." Batgirl breathed the smoke into her lungs, and it didn't smell or taste that bad. It was actually kind of good.

Eager to see what would happen now, Catwoman and Poison Ivy unlocked Batgirl's restraints and moved her away from the wall. Batgirl made no attempt to escape. When the Countess blew her third puff of smoke into Batgirl's face, the heroine eagerly sucked in as much as she could before blowing it back out. Batgirl opened her eyes and they appeared almost out of focus, like she was beginning to drift away.

The Countess walked in back of Batgirl, then took her right arm and held it out. She then placed her cigarette holder between Batgirl's fingers with the mouthpiece near her lips and commanded, "Smoke". Batgirl did as she was told, and began to inhale deeply from the holder, while the Countess unzipped Batgirl's costume and began fondling her breasts. Batgirl closed her eyes again, and when she opened them, they were totally glazed over.

Watching the two, Catwoman asked Poison Ivy, "What did you do to her?"

Poison Ivy replied, "After fully transforming Wonder Woman into the Countess, I turned her into a smoker and commanded that she would always smoke with her holder. Since I'm the only person who can naturally produce my new pheromone, I crystallized some and inserted it into that cigarette holder. Now, any smoke which goes through it takes on the power of the mind-control pheromone." Batgirl, smoking from the Countess' cigarette holder, began to moan as she was becoming aroused from the Countess' touch. "Of course, it takes a moment longer to take effect than the pheromones directly, and the Countess will have to get women to smoke from the holder to totally bring them under our power, but as you see, she can do that quite easily."

"Purrrfectly delightful", said Catwoman as she watched the two.

After putting her fingers up Batgirl's vagina and making her cum, the Countess called Catwoman and Poison Ivy over, and then the three evil women began the transformation of Batgirl.