Of course it can! With just one or two more little complications.

"Yes, I do believe it can!" Alfred announced happily, before coughing awkwardly into his fist. "Although, ah, there is one little thing we'll need to take care of first."

Barbara winced. By now, she had a sense of what kind of "little things" Inara's punishments could introduce as complications. "Which is...?" She asked cautiously, painfully aware of her own continued nudity and dreading what might be coming to make things even worse.

"Well, I realize it's not the most convenient requirement, but I'm afraid we haven't been able to make this fabric compatible with body hair of any kind. It simply produces too much irritation," Alfred explained sheepishly.

"Wait - with body hair of ANY kind?" Barbara asked alarmedly, instinctively looking down at the thin covering of reddish pubic hair that was the closest thing to a form of concealment her pussy had. She already removed the hair elsewhere on her body to reduce friction when swimming, as that was a sport she enjoyed, so there was nothing else he could be referring to.

"I'm afraid not," Alfred confirmed.

Dr. Mid-Nite brightened suddenly. "Wait, I actually have something that should simplify this considerably," he said while taking Barbara by the shoulders and guiding her to sit in a doctor's examination chair while she was still stunned.

"I, no, wait, this really isn't necessary-" Barbara attempted to protest, distracted by Inara leaning forward and rubbing her hands together gloatingly.

"Nonsense, it's no trouble at all," Dr. Mid-Nite reassured her while completely misunderstanding the reason for her protest. "Now, you will need to remain still for this though. Not to worry, this should help with that," he said while punching a button on a remote control he'd pulled out of a pocket in his lab coat.

Barbara yelped in alarm as padded cuffs shot out of the chair and clamped shut over her ankles and wrists. With another button punch on the remote, the cuffs extended on mechanical arms to reposition her legs and arms. Her legs were now both spread as wide as physically possible and pushed up towards her chest, leaving her positioned in an obscene parody of a standard gynecological exam. The feel of the cool air running over her pussy alerted her to the twin facts that her pussy lips were separated from each other, and that her pussy had become even more unwillingly wet.

Simultaneously, her wrists were lifted up and crossed with each other above her head. The new position **** her to push her chest out, thrusting her freshly-enlarged breasts forwards as if presenting them for closer examination, her prominent pink nipples jutting forward with uncomfortable hardness from the combination of cool air and what Barbara desperately wished she could deny was arousal.

"Wow," Inara remarked smugly. "Making everyone totally oblivious to any embarrassment you feel from your nude condition and such is really paying off like gangbusters, huh? What a view!" She bent over in front of Barbara, peering directly up her exposed and spread open pussy.

"Wh- let me OUT!" Barbara protested desperately, trying futilely to ignore Inara.

"Now, Barbara, the doctor hasn't even begun the procedure yet. You'll simply have to be patient for a few moments," Alfred said chidingly.

Barbara clamped her mouth shut. It was clear she'd get no sympathy or assistance here, thanks to that BITCH Inara. She'd just have to hang on and try to keep a dignified attitude even if she couldn't have so much as a scrap of dignity regarding her exposure or her positioning. That was the only way she could think of to even try to stick it to her right now, given how much she was clearly enjoying her embarrassment.

Inara stepped out of the way smoothly as Dr. Mid-Nite pulled up a chair and took a seat in front of the incredibly exposed Barbara, leaning forward to take a look at her pussy from an even closer angle. Barbara did her best to just keep her eyes on the ceiling and ignore everything that was happening to her right now, her crimson face notwithstanding.

Unfortunately for Barbara, this left her completely unprepared when she felt Dr. Mid-Nite's fingers actually pushing her pussy lips even further apart. She could only let out a humiliated squeak as her head snapped back down to stare at what was happening now, her recent resolution to maintain her dignity already completely forgotten.

"Hmm, clear visual and tactile evidence of physical arousal present on and within Batgirl's genitals," Dr. Mid-Nite dictated calmly into a tape recorder he'd pulled out of another lab coat pocket. Barbara's mind still reeled, temporarily robbing her of the power of speech. Was he planning to make a case study out of her condition?!

"Unclear at this time whether this is a further effect of the condition or simply the result of a previously unconfirmed sexual kink of Batgirl's," the doctor continued dictating nonchalantly, ignorant of Barbara's burning humiliation at his words and his intimate physical examination of her pussy. "Collecting sample for later analysis," Dr. Mid-Nite said, before collecting some of Barbara's pussy juice in a vial and sealing it. "Proceeding with experimental treatment at this time."

Barbara was still too overwhelmed by humiliation to even form words, but she still felt a spike of alarm at the doctor's final words. EXPERIMENTAL treatment?!

"Ooh, this should be fun!" Inara exclaimed excitedly. "I love watching field trials."

"Alfred, would you please hand me the device from the drawer third from the top left? And also the one from the drawer next to it on the left," Dr. Mid-Nite asked.

Alfred, who had also been leaning forward and observing Barbara's wet, open pussy with an expression of polite interest, straightened back up. "Of course, doctor. I am always happy to be of assistance."

Alfred retrieved two items for Dr. Mid-Nite and handed them over as requested, though Barbara couldn't make out either of them clearly from the angle she had. She could only wait mutely for whatever was about to happen next, knowing that at this point clearly nothing she could say could get her out of this.

"Taking photographic record of Batgirl's status pre-treatment," Dr. Mid-Nite dictated again. Wait, WHAT?! The flash of a camera confirmed Barbara's worst fears in an instant, as evidently the doctor intended to take before-and-after pictures of her pussy and had just taken the "before" pic. With, of course, absolutely no regard for or even awareness of any desire for modesty on her part.

"Now administering treatment," the doctor continued. "Alfred, please record the treatment itself for me," he said, handing the camera to Alfred who nodded and switched it to video mode, evidently intending to videotape the denuding of her pussy. God, every time she thought things couldn't get any more humiliating, they always did.

Barbara heard an electronic humming as the doctor evidently turned on whatever device he'd be using for the "treatment." The device was then pressed to her pubic mons. Barbara felt an incredible tingling where the device was being applied, a tingling which swiftly mounted to an **** level of sensitivity and stimulation. In fact, as the device was slowly moved lower, and encountered her clit... oh NO.

Barbara moaned unwillingly as her clit was stimulated more strongly than by any vibrator she'd ever tried. She tried desperately to hang on and not allow it to push her over the brink in front of the men and the camera... but with no luck.

She screamed out loud as she came hard in front of the doctor and Alfred, her self-control annihilated by the unwanted but overwhelming pleasure in her pussy. Every twitch of her gushing, orgasming pussy was captured forever by the camera. Though Barbara didn't know it yet, Alfred (unable to figure out how to work the zoom on the digital camera) had left the camera zoomed out enough to record her face as well as her full body, saving a permanent record of her O face as well. That wasn't the end of the ordeal for her, though. The device was being moved so agonizingly slowly and the stimulation it provided was so strong that she came two more times before the doctor finished administering the treatment to her genital area, each time more powerful than the last.

As Dr. Mid-Nite finally switched off the device Barbara was left gasping for air, physically and mentally exhausted by the repeated and powerful **** orgasms. She had come so hard that her pussy juices had pooled under her butt and were now dripping off the chair onto the floor.

"Woooo! What a show! You should consider doing this professionally, Babs. Something to think about!" Inara said, clapping enthusiastically.

"Evidence of multiple sexual climaxes experienced by Batgirl during treatment; see video record for reference," the doctor once again dictated into his recorder. "Now taking photographic record of Batgirl's status post-treatment," he continued as he took the camera back from Alfred. A camera flash announced that Barbara's now bald pussy had been immortalized in its red, dripping post-orgasmic state as the "after" pic in the doctor's records. Barbara could only whimper to herself quietly, too exhausted by her orgasms to even think of protesting this further humiliation.

Unfortunately for her, her exhausted inattention meant she didn't pay much heed to Dr. Mid-Nite frowning thoughtfully and turning to Alfred. "Alfred, I'd like to get a better record of the affected area's post-climax condition, but I need to hold the camera. Would you mind helping hold the area open for me?"

"Oh, not at all," Alfred replied politely. Having not paid attention, Barbara could only watch him bemusedly as he moved to lean over her from the side. She gasped in shock (and another unwelcome jolt of pleasure) as she felt him take hold of her still-sensitive pussy lips and spread them apart for the doctor.

"Ah, excellent!" Dr. Mid-Nite exclaimed happily, clearly pleased with the improved view into her incredibly wet post-orgasm pussy. Several additional camera flashes followed as he took advantage of Barbara's increased exposure to take more pictures of her wide-spread pussy from different angles. Barbara wanted to protest, even knowing it would likely do no good, but she was still so sensitive that she could only unwillingly moan as she felt Alfred adjusting his grip on her pussy lips to accommodate the doctor's photography from each new angle.

"Actually, can you get her just a little more open for me?" The doctor asked. "I want to confirm her status further in, but I can't quite get a clear view and I don't have a speculum in this lab."

"Not a problem," Alfred replied nonchalantly, totally ignorant of how anything they were doing could be considered inappropriate or humiliating for Barbara. He adjusted his grip to actually slide two fingers from each hand into her pussy itself from either side. While Barbara's pussy was normally too tight to accommodate this level of insertion, she was still so wet and ready that his fingers slid in fairly easily with only another moan from Barbara as the discomfort was overwhelmed by another burst of unwilling pleasure.

He then gently but inexorably pulled his hands apart from each other, using four fingers to spread her pussy wider open than she would have ever believed possible. Barbara could only let out a series of gasping moans as this happened, still too dazed to formulate any kind of protest. It did hurt her to be stretched so wide, but the pain was more than balanced out by the pleasure surging into her from her still extremely sensitive pussy.

"Perfect!" Dr. Mid-Nite congratulated Alfred before taking several more pictures now showing nearly the entire length of Barbara's overstimulated pussy. "Hm, actually... judging by this internal twitching I'm seeing, she's still very close to climax even post-treatment. Switching to video record for confirmatory procedure," he said while switching the mode on his camera again.

He then reached up with one hand to gently massage Barbara's clit, while taking a video of her wide-open pussy from an extremely close perspective. Humiliatingly, it took barely twenty seconds of renewed stimulation accompanied by her **** moaning for her to scream her way through another climax. Every moment of the effects of this fourth powerful orgasm on her pussy inside and out were recorded by Dr. Mid-Nite's camera, ensuring that Barbara's intense humiliation in this moment could never be forgotten. She'd never been seen so intimately by anyone, and now not only had two men that she didn't choose see her like this but it had been recorded forever.

"Continued sensitivity confirmed," Dr. Mid-Nite said happily, pleased to get such good data on record. "Possible aftereffect of treatment? May require later testing to confirm or deny," he dictated, words that Barbara would have benefited greatly from hearing. Sadly for her, she was still coming down from her latest orgasm and was in no condition to take note of anything that was being said.

"Oh, you can let go of her now Alfred, we've gotten enough footage for my records," the doctor added casually.

"Very good then," Alfred said as he smoothly slid his fingers back out of Barbara's pussy, provoking another unwilling moan from her as her pussy returned to the closest thing to a closed state it had been in for several minutes now. Her natural tightness was sufficient to make it so her pussy now gaped only slightly wider than it had before she was stretched out by her grandfatherly friend's fingers, though the ache her **** gaping had left in her pussy now that the rush of pleasure had subsided was more than reminder enough for her.

"Alright, with the treatment completed I think we're just about ready to test out this material you've got," Dr. Mid-Nite said, hitting the buttons to at long last release Barbara's arms and legs from the cuffs holding them in position. Barbara was still so dazed by her repeated **** orgasms that she couldn't even muster the volition to close her legs once they were free, leaving them spread wide on either side of the chair as she tried to simply catch her breath.

"Up we go miss, time to get moving again," Alfred said, helping Barbara to her feet after giving her a minute to regain her senses (and to unwittingly leave her now hairless pussy on full display, to the blithe unconcern of her two friends). Barbara climbed unsteadily to her feet, still weak-kneed after experiencing such strong climaxes, something she was desperately trying not to think about. Inara giving her two big thumbs-up while mouthing the word "nice" didn't help with that, of course.

"Ah, I think we may need to do a bit of clean-up before we try anything on, actually, "Alfred remarked, noting the puddle of pussy juices Barbara had left on and under the chair - and how much those juices were still sticking to her pussy, ass, and thighs. "This way, miss," Alfred continued, guiding Barbara to her destination.

Distracted by her shaky legs and dazed senses, Barbara didn't think to question why he was guiding her away from the shower when she needed to... clean up, a necessity that made her face burn even more fiercely than before. She was thus taken almost entirely by surprise when he stepped away from her side, picked up the hose used to clean the Batmobile, and began spraying her down below the waist.

"AAAAAAH!" Barbara shrieked, shocked into full alertness at last by the blast of cold water directly on her sensitive, aching, and now completely bald pussy.

"There there miss, just a minute more," Alfred said placatingly as he continued to play the stream of water over her pussy and thighs. "Now, please turn around and spread your cheeks so I can clean you 'back there' as well."

Too numb to still be shocked at the request for her to participate in even further humiliating exposure, Barbara simply complied, trying futilely to ignore her own embarrassment as she blushed crimson and Inara mockingly cheered and applauded the show she was putting on. She winced again as the cold water hit not just her asscheeks and the backs of her thighs but was also blasted directly into her asshole, which was still sore and sensitive from the thermometer readings that Dr. Mid-Nite had taken so many of.

"There we go," Alfred said, finally satisfied after a couple minutes of this cleaning treatment. "We're finally ready for you to try your new costume on!"

A/N: if you liked this update, please don't hesitate to let me know! Likes and comments are vital to my motivation for continuing this.