The amulet takes effect on the women's clothing.

The fighters immediately paired off; Wonder Woman flew up to handle Giganta, Livewire zapped toward Batgirl and tried to pay back the attack she had suffered from a mere sidekick, and Batwoman grappled to an upper level to chase the floating Star Sapphire. Brandon slipped onto the battlefield, trying to remain somewhat equidistant from all three melees. The heroes, at least, would try to limit collateral damage, so as long as he knew roughly what they were doing he could stay out of their way, and Giganta’s attacks were obvious to say the least. Star Sapphire was farther away (for now), which meant he only had to pay close attention to Livewire’s indiscriminate lightning blasts. But as he inched forward, a heavy piece of vinyl smacked him on the arm. He glanced down at the mysterious pink mass crumpled on the ground, then up to find its source, where Star Sapphire fought sans one of her hip-high boots. As she flew around Batwoman with a single bare leg, he realized following six moving, stripping women was going to be harder than he had expected.

Livewire clapped her hands together, summoning a bolt of electricity that filled the room with light, and when it faded there was nothing left of Batgirl but a charred mark on the ground. “I did it? I did it!” She pumped her arms in the air. “That’s a dead hero! Score one for Livewire!”

Batgirl, very much alive, appeared behind Livewire and pulled her into a full nelson hold. “You know, sneaking around is actually much easier when the bad guys willingly blind themselves.”

“Let…go!” Livewire twisted, trying to throw Batgirl away. Sparks flew now and again, but nothing powerful enough to actually hurt her enemy. In the fracas, Brandon thought he saw why: instead of fighting back, Livewire seemed like she was doing her best to shimmy out of her leotard, leaving Batgirl with two fistfuls of clothing. She succeeded in freeing her torso, baring her breasts through her waist-deep neckline, but her sleeves proved a harder task. With a cry of exertion, she changed into energy for an instant and jumped a few feet away, down to her gloves and thigh-high boots. Her pose left as little to the imagination as her lack of dress, and she thrust her chest out and spread her legs enough to show off her naked pussy, complete with blue hair trimmed into the shape of a lightning bolt. “Gotta grab me tighter than that, sidekick.”

Batgirl unzipped her suit and pulled it open in defiance, meeting Livewire’s nudity with something a little smaller but a lot perkier. “If you insist.”

Giganta fell back against the wall, the victim of Wonder Woman’s powerful punch. The magic in her dress seemed to fade, and it no longer perfectly hid the delicate pink panties underneath as she climbed back to her feet. She put up her fists again, watching closely as Wonder Woman came in for another strike. This time she blocked, sliding back a few yards, and retaliated with a slap that sent her opponent into a wall. Giganta used her moment of respite to slide down the one strap on her dress, exposing breasts as large as the average entire person. “Um, do we have an exit strategy? I was really hoping to have a numbers advantage.”

Wonder Woman hefted a piece of stone the size of a compact car and hurled it at Giganta, scoring a direct hit on her titanic stomach. While Giganta reeled, Wonder Women pulled her suit down to her waist, presenting her own chest as part of her taunt. “It’s not about your numbers, it’s about how you use them.”

A dozen translucent pink hands coiled through the air, all connected by long tendrils to Star Sapphire’s mask. They clawed for Batwoman, occasionally snagging her uniform but dealing no appreciable damage. Effectively they aided the superhero’s attempt to disrobe, grabbing her boot and tugging it the rest of the way off or providing some leverage for Batwoman to slide out of her sleeve. The harder she focused, the more Star Sapphire’s own clothing faded away, developing holes as if it had been splattered by acid. Even the boot on the ground started to disintegrate, and large patches of skin popped through the failing purple outfit. But nobody seemed to notice except Brandon, and by the time she had reduced herself to essentially a crop top and panties, Star Sapphire had only succeeded in getting Batwoman down to underwear. “This would be easier if you just stood still!”

Batwoman rarely bantered, and today was no exception. She focused first on dodging, mostly by using the railing to intercept oncoming hands, and second on stripping, leaving pieces of grey and black all over the second story. She pulled a device from her utility belt and fired it at Star Sapphire, who dodged with an easy twist of the shoulder. The villain watched the projectile go by, realizing a moment late that it wasn’t an attack at all. The grappling hook wrapped around a railing on the other side of the block, and when Star Sapphire turned back she met a foot propelled by Batwoman zooming toward her. Both women fell to the ground with Batwoman on top, but instead of removing the mask or pinning Star Sapphire’s hands to the ground, Batwoman laid her hands squarely on her opponent’s naked breasts. They acted as though this was an effective pin, jockeying for position while Batwoman got several handfuls of Star Sapphire’s naked body and Star Sapphire fought back by tearing off the last of Batwoman’s clothing.

While they struggled, Brandon saw his opportunity. Going for Batwoman first was risky, but the amulet hadn’t failed him yet, and the copious amounts of flesh on display had him aching for action. He left his uniform someplace safe and jogged into the combat zone, a naked, powerless man approaching two women in a life-or **** struggle. He stroked his cock, mulling over whether a second attempt at seeding Batwoman was worth the risk of her attention, then Star Sapphire regained the lead with a swipe of pink energy. Glowing handcuffs secured Batwoman to the ground, and Star Sapphire crawled on top of her with her knee against the heroine’s naked crotch. “You have no idea how big the bounty is on you, Bat. Making you scream is going to net me a bigger windfall than you can imagine.”

He almost laughed out loud, suppressing it because he honestly didn’t know if it would break the spell. The amulet was amazing! A villain had a hero in a perfect position, one strike away from killing her, but the magic had convinced her that sexual **** was just as good. She masturbated Batwoman with her knee and tweaked her nipples, trying to **** a single grunt or moan from the Dark Knight’s lips as though it would be the eternal victory she craved. He almost wanted to sit back and watch, and only the enticing sway of Star Sapphire’s unclad ass reminded him of his duties. Since Batwoman’s pussy was indisposed he decided to start with her attacker, and he knelt behind Star Sapphire and began his **** spree.