Is this Marsha's finest hour? Or will the heroes resist her power?

Marsha relished the look of fear on Robin's face as she raised her compact full of love dust to her lips. One puff of dust, and he would be all hers. Catwoman, on the other hand, looked smugly defiant, which annoyed Marsha, but no matter, the love dust had proven to be just as potent for women.

"Relax and enjoy it, darlings. Breathe deeply..." she took a deep breathe, pursed her lips, and...

Suddenly, a hand closed around her compact, shutting it, while another arm grabbed her and spun her around.

"Batman!" Marsha's eyes bulged wide. "What on earth are you doing?"

"Putting an end to your criminal enterprise, Marsha!" Batman replied sternly.

Marsha was shocked. "What?! How? I order you to unhand me!"

Batman scowled. "I don't take orders from you anymore, Marsha. Catwoman and Robin were able to devise an antidote to your love potion. Once I was granted the release I had been denied for so long, my senses returned to me. I could never love someone as devious as you!"

"OUTRAGEOUS!" Marsha was flabbergasted. "HOW DARE YOU REJECT MARSHA, QUEEN OF DIAMONDS?"

"Holy close call, Batman. I thought we'd lost you again" said Robin.

Batman's cheeks flushed slightly. "Yes Robin, unfortunately, some remnant of Marsha's potion must have still been in my system. I was momentarily unable to resist her charms, but now I'm back to my old self."

"Well Batman, I must admit I always wanted to see you like this," said Catwoman, eyeing Batman's naked body with a smile, "I just wish it was under... different circumstances."

Batman turned an even darker shade of red. "My apologies, allow us a moment to return to decency. Then, Marsha will bring the antidote to the rest of her captives." He grabbed Marsha a robe, and she covered up quickly, a large scowl on her beautiful face. Batman then unlocked Robin and Catwoman's cages.

"Hold her while I get dressed, Robin."

Robin grasped Marsha in one hand, and her compact in his other while Batman went to suit up.

"Just think, Robin darling. A few seconds later, and you could have been mine too, having the best sex of your life." Marsha pressed up against him, speaking softly and quietly. "Not having to worry about crime fighting, just pleasing me. I bet that sounds nice, doesn't it? I know you want me, darling."

Robin tired to ignore her, but he too had been recently worked up into a sexual stupour by Catwoman, and his body was betraying him by responding to Marsha. He could smell her erotic perfume, and he felt her sexy butt pressing into his crotch.

"Want... you..." Robin muttered.

"That's enough of that, Marsha dear," Catwoman said. "I'll hold her Robin, you boys seem to have trouble controlling your urges."

Robin jerked away from Catwoman. "No! I want to hold her! I mean, I can handle her, holding her, I mean."

"You'll do as you're told, boy!" said Catwoman angrily, and she scratched Robin's arm. Her claws went through his costume and broke skin. Robin recoiled in pain, dropping the compact. The pain immediately was overshadowed by a feeling of euphoria, as Robin realized that Catwoman must have coated her claws in love potion! That thought quickly left his head, replaced with only utter devotion to Catwoman.

"Oh Catwoman! I'm yours to command!" Robin dropped to his knees in worship, letting go of Marsha, and accidentally kicking the compact across the floor. Marsha and Catwoman both made a mad dash to the compact, but Marsha was closer.

"Yes!" she cried triumphantly, as her hand closed over the compact. Catwoman quickly backed off, afraid of what might happen if she inhaled any of Marsha's love dust.

"Don't just sit there on your knees, boy blunder! Get her!" said Catwoman.

"Of course, my love!" Robin sprang to his feet, dashed towards Marsha, and was greeted by a cloud of pink dust right in his face.

"Robin, what's going on?" said Batman, who had just finished changing. Marsha turned and blew a cloud of dust at him too.

"Oh Marsha! I love you, please let me serve you!" the dust had reverted Batman back into a simpering ****.

"Me too, Marsha! I just want to make you happy!" said Robin, a dopey smile plastered on his face.

"That's better, darlings, now BRING ME CATWOMAN!"

Batman turned and advanced on Catwoman, who was ready for him. With a flash of her claws, she raked him across his chest, infecting him with her own potion.

Batman stopped in his tracks. "Oh... Catwoman... You're so lovely! You're beautiful! Whatever you want, it's yours, I just want to bask in your glorious presence!"

Robin followed, "Yes, me too Catwoman! I could gaze at your beauty forever!"

"You can gaze all you want boys, after you CAPTURE MARSHA!" Catwoman yelled, completely exasperated.

Batman and Robin both had puzzled looks on their faces. Batman was the first to speak.

"I love you Catwoman... But I love Marsha too! I could never capture her!"

Masha yelled "Darlings, I'M WAITING! Bring me Catwoman and we can all enjoy each other's company, in my bed. I promise it will be a most pleasurable experience!"

It was Catwoman's turn to make an offer. "You know you've always loved me, Batman. Now's your chance to finally make love to me. Bring me Marsha, and I'm all yours."

Batman and Robin were more conflicted than they had ever been in their lives. Both women were so gorgeous, so perfect - but they were compelled to obey only one if they wanted to get their prize. Suddenly, they leaped into action, and dashed towards....