Harley versus Batgirl

"Bat... What?!" Harley exclaimed.

"Ba... Batgirl. I'm Batgirl." the girl replied, trying to draw her shoulders back farther and stand taller.

Vicki ran her camera view over the newcomer. Her costume looked homemade, the mask was plastic and had been spray painted. The outfit also looked cheap, as she took a look Vicki could see some of the stitching on the leotard had already pulled open.

"You've got be kidding me." Harley smiled. "I'll get to you in a minute, Toots, I'm just wrapping things up with these girls. I've got one toned and one chubby, I want to see what the third one is hiding."

"No!" Batgirl exclaimed, trying to be forceful but just coming out as loud. She cleared her throat and tried again, "No, you're going to leave them alone and come with me to the police."

"Ooh, feisty." Harley said, then turned to the third salesgirl, "Come on, strip like your buddies."

Batgirl reached to her belt, which was covered in pouches. She pulled out a length of rope with a weight tied to each end, and flung it at Harley.

The rope wrapped around Harley's crossbow arm, the sudden weight increase causing the weapon to dip, and the bolt shot from it, bouncing off the floor and a wall before coming to a rest near Batgirl.

"Hey!" Harley exclaimed angrily, "That was the only one I got! Now give it back, or I've gotta go show that guy my boobs again so he'll give me another!"

"Like I said," Batgirl insisted, ignoring that she was pretty sure the seam under her arm had split when she threw the rope, "You're coming with me."

"Not a chance!" Harley stalked angrily across the floor of the shop, towards Batgirl, who was trying to look unafraid. Harley threw a punch, which Batgirl dodged, then a right cross, which she blocked. Getting angrier Harley kicked out, Batgirl dodged backwards but bumped into the wall, meaning Harley was able to grab her.

Harley took hold of Batgirl's arm, then the hem of her cape, which she pulled over the hero's head. She then turned the disoriented and blinded girl and started walking her towards the door.

"Time for you to leave!" Harley said as she pushed the wriggling girl, cape still wrapped around her own head, back into the mall.

At the door of the shop Batgirl started to push back, she planted her feet and tried to resist being moved any more.

With a sharp tearing noise the backside of Batgirl's cheap catsuit split apart, revealing a light grey g-string.

"If you're gonna be a superhero, invest in some better clothes." Harley said, ignoring that she herself was currently wearing not a stitch, "Like that Wonder Woman chick, classy yet practical."

She pushed Batgirl through the door, letting go of her. The hero stumbled across the concourse, her mask askew. When she hit the safety railing she was stopped, and she tugged at her mask to put the eyeholes back over her eyes. She tugged her cape straight, which just about covered her exposed rear, but not the split seam down her left side from throwing the bola, nor the three or four small tears that had opened in the arms and legs of her suit. The front had also pulled tight, so what had been an invisible zip was now very visible, and looking overtaxed.

Batgirl ignored her wardrobe issues as she reached for her belt... To find it wasn't there any more.

"Looking for this?" Harley held up the belt, then fastened it around her naked waist. "Let's see what we got here." she rummaged in one of the pouches, and came up with a handful of sharp batarangs. "Ooh, toys!"

Harley threw a batarang at Batgirl, then two more. Batgirl put up her hands to block them and dodged around, causing extra stress on her suit and the rips on the legs to expand. As she bent down to duck more projectiles there was a faint pinging noise as her zipper began to fail, an oval of pale flesh being exposed at her stomach, including revealing her belly button.

Harley looked through another pouch and pulled out a long reel of high-tensile cord, with a grappling hook on one end. She smiled at Batgirl, who wondered what she was thinking. Then Harley confused her more by winking at her.

Then Harley ran at Batgirl and shoved her over the safety railing.

Batgirl screamed as she plummeted downwards, seeing everyone in the food court looking up in shock as she hurtled towards her doom several floors down.

Then just before she hit the ground she was jerked to a stop by the cord wrapped around her ankles.

Up above, Harley tugged on the cord, pulling Batgirl up a few feet, then let her drop to just above the floor again. Up and down, up and down. Batgirl's cape had flapped above her head, exposing her naked rear again.

Up and down and... Down.

Harley found herself pulling up a much-lighter cord, tied round just a pair of yellow boots. Batgirl hit the food court floor with a thud, and looked at her boots rising up above her, then down at her Pikachu socks.

Harley wound up the cord, extricated the boots, checked their size and tossed them aside. Then she turned back to the clothes store.

"Now, where were we?"