Batgirl Gets a New Costume

Batgirl and Joker woke up from their post-coital slumber after a while. Even though Batgirl had surrendered herself to Joker her interactions would take some getting used to. At this point she was only a **** to his sexual desires, not all of his evil deeds, yet. Fortunately Joker rose from the bed and initiated conversation.

"You may now be Harley-Bat on the inside, but it is time for you to display your true colors." Joker motioned Barbara to the middle of the room. She did so without question. "Remove your costume," he ordered. Batgirl did so in a submissive and timid manner. Even though she was ready for her new life she was going to miss being Batgirl. A few soft tears swelled in her eyes. Batgirl removed her cowl and her tattered and disgraced Batgirl suit, finally taking off her yellow gloves. The tears fell down her cheeks.

"Now," said Joker, "this will be a little more fitting for my Harley-Bat." He reached into the closet that was attached to their bedchamber. Joker pulled out the Harley-Bat suit. It was all made out of leather and custom made to fit Barbara's petite figure. "Put it on my dear, let me see my Harley-Bat. Barbara did as she was told, offering no resistance. She ran the form fitting purple pants up her legs. There was a zipper that ran over the crotch for Joker's convenience. Barbara actually liked the idea of easy access. Next were the bright green, high-heeled boots. She then accepted Joker's assistance when putting on the shiny, pleathery white corset. Across her chest was the Bat symbol crest, just like on her old costume. However, this Bat symbol was purple with a bright green lining. Barbara also fitted on the bright green gloves that ran up halfway between her elbows and shoulders.

"Now just stand still and let me add a few touches my dear," said Joker. From beneath the bed he pulled out a makeup kit. Barbara closed her eyes as Joker went to work. When he was finished her face was all white, just like Joker's, but her luscious lips were now covered in shiny, black lipstick. Joker placed Harley-Bat's purple eye mask on her face. The final piece to her outfit was a collar that Joker fastened around Barbara's neck. In sparkly, purple jewels it read, "Joker's."

"Well Harley-Bat, are you ready to see yourself?" Joker asked.

"Yes, Master J," replied Harley-Bat. Barbara actually was eager to see her costume. She wanted to be as sexy as possible for her master.

Joker turned Barbara around to a full length mirror. She glanced for a while, but something stirred in her immediately. A wicked smile crawled across her face. Barbara knew that Batgirl was dead. She was now Harley-Bat.