Tashigi

The Red Robin felt dazed as he opened his eyes to see the new world Edward Nigma launched him to. Tim looked around to see he was in an isolated corner of an alleyway that seemed to be in a large city. The young ward thought that it seemed vaguely similar to Gotham and hoped that the whole situation with The Riddler was some kind of hallucination that he had just woken up from. However, looking up at the tall building he was next to, he saw an unfamiliar logo labeled “Marine” on its wall.

Seeing that logo caused Tim to recall the visions he witnessed flying into this world. He remembered people who donned this symbol fighting off the pirates that committed unspeakable acts. Knowing that he was definitely in some sort of different dimension, he began to weigh his options.

“Marines … are the good guys, right? I could get some information from them or … join them if I am stuck here. It would still allow me to continue as a crime fighter … NO! What am I thinking? I have to get out of here.”

Yet as Tim went through this thought process, he witnessed the sign on the wall becoming blurrier, getting to the point where he couldn’t even make out what it said.

“Huh, what happened? Why can’t I see!?”

He expressed in shock, instinctively pulling back his mask and then holding his hand up to his face. To the boy-wonder’s relief, he could see it just fine. But that only meant he was suffering from some sort of nearsightedness. Although as he stared at his hand, he began to feel something strange happening to it. Its thickness vanished, replaced with a new delicate daintiness that clashed hard with his masculine body.

“That’s a bit strange.”

The red and black-clad vigilante expressed, not fully understanding what was happening. He wanted to remove his thin black gloves to see this sensation better but stopped when he watched it morph. They started to become thicker while gaining a white trim, almost resembling mittens, and all the while, the color shifted to a shade of dark pink.

“Something is definitely wrong here! I-I need to stop this somehow!”

Tim exclaimed, scared of what further modifications could happen to him but not knowing what to do. He couldn’t act on anything, though, as his whole body shivered in place. This response was due to every hair on himself regressing into his form, leaving him hairless everywhere but the head.

“Where did all my body hair go!?”

The former Robin yelled. That question was seemingly answered as he noticed a few strands of hair covering his eyes. His coal-black short locks had grown moderately to silky smooth tresses, reaching his waist and giving him piecey bangs.

Yet, as Tim brought his hands to brush these bangs to the side, he noticed something was off about his face. It was significantly diminished, being noticeably tiny compared to the rest of his still male frame. His nose, chin, and eyebrows became much smaller and less prominent. His eyes and eyelashes did the exact opposite, gaining prominence so that they took up a greater area on the canvas of his face. Unbeknownst to him, the blue eyes he once possessed faded into a dark brown color.

“It’s so small and smooth.”

Tim observed with a slightly baffled tone, hoping this could still just be a dream. Unfortunately for him, it wasn’t, and the slimming of his body would only continue as the same curse that befell his hands and face began to infect the rest of his figure. Starting with his shoulders as all muscular development they gained vanished, removing any sense of broadness they once had. Next were his chest and arms, where all the muscle he had worked to obtain over many years disappeared before his eyes, falling several weight classes in the process. His legs and feet underwent a similar procedure, notably near the bottom, where they became very slender as they connected to his now petite feet.

This androgynous figure felt very uncomfortable against his Red Robin costume, but luckily, or rather, unluckily for him, this too would soon change. First, the harness on his chest disconnected while massively shrinking to become a small chip that pinned up his hair, leaving two strands of hair to fall over his shoulders. Next, his red tunic was altered into a button-down shirt with a floral pattern. The shirt change caused his cape to become unhinged, lying on Tim’s shoulders. It would slowly convert into a dark pink coat with golden epaulets, yellow buttons, and white cuffs, complete with 正義, meaning justice, emblazoned on the back.

Tim’s black leggings were next to change, shifting upwards to emerge as blue capris that tightly fit against his legs. This event left his utility belt falling on the ground, but as it descended, it too changed into something completely different. It straightened out, splitting into two, with one part emerging as a katana with a blue handle and a blue guard with a four-petaled design. The other component was reformed as an elaborate sheath, with the first half being green and bumpy, while the second half is white and smooth, with circular designs embedded on the entire item.

The black mask on top of the young ward’s head underwent a major metamorphosis as the fabric it was made of started to harden, altering to one part plastic and one part glass. The color glowed brighter till it resembled a rosy red. When it was all done, a pair of rectangular glasses lay in front of Tim’s eyes. These proved to be the perfect counter to his newfound nearsightedness.

“I-I can see again! Thank the heavens.”

Tim verbalized, feeling thankful to regain the ability to see, one he had taken for granted all his life. This unrivaled glee he felt at this moment caused him to ignore all the aforementioned changes to his clothes. However, one final part of his attire was yet to be changed as his black boots changed pigment, becoming the same shade of dark pink as the mittens, with the outsole now a deep scarlet color. The most alarming part was when Tim lost all his balance due to his once-flat boots slowly growing in heels at the bottom. Falling on his backside, the momentum caused his glasses to slip up to his forehead, pushing his new bangs upward.

“AHHHHHH!”

He screamed, being utterly caught off-guard by this unforeseen stumble. However, the sound emanating from his lips wasn’t the masculine tone he was used to but rather something higher in pitch and almost womanly.

“What was that? Could this be … MY VOICE!”

The now purple-clad vigilante proclaimed in anguish, feeling the laryngeal prominence that rested against his neck grow smaller and smaller until it entirely vanished. His cry rose several octaves till he became the ashamed owner of a graceful and delicate voice that wouldn’t be out of place in a young girl.

“Wait, am I becoming a … WOMAN!?!? There’s no way!’

Tim exclaimed in anguish, finally understanding what was happening to him. However, gaining clarity on the situation didn’t help matters as now he could only fear what further changes awaited him. Hearing load cracks all over his body, the Red Robin realized that his skeletal system was shifting. Starting with his thorax, which narrowed into a more rounded shape while his torso lengthened significantly. Both of these changes are seemingly being done to accommodate future modifications yet to happen.

The following change occurred to his pelvis as it underwent the most substantial changes. It started by becoming shorter and wider while his pelvic cavity became shallower. After that, his sacrum gained a more significant curve while his coccyx bone evened out all the curves, becoming much straighter. Finally, his public arch went from an angle of about 60 degrees to nearly 90 degrees. Together these changes gave Tim larger hips than he ever thought he would possess, all while neutering the chance he could grow enough muscle to regain his bodybuilder’s figure ever again. Although he now possessed the ability to support childbirth, should that one day ever happen to him.

“Thi-this hurts so much.”

Tim remarked, feeling tremendous pain as he experienced his whole bodily foundation mature into something new. Finding a new sitting position on his knees to ease the pain. Ultimately, all the bones in his body lost part of their density as they became lighter and more fragile. Next off, nearly all the fat in his stomach and waist migrated to the buttocks region, swelling it up to a great degree. These changes would leave him with a curvaceous form that would seem outright ludicrous to imagine it belonging to one of Batman’s prized proteges.

However, his internals were not finished changing, as almost all the testosterone underwent chemical changes. They lost one -CH3 group while having the C=O group reduced to -OH overall, transforming them into completely functioning estrogen hormones. This new wave of estrogen invaded Tim’s mammary glands in his chest, adding glandular tissue filled with milk. This expanded his once flat chest to grow outward.

“Wait, is this what I think this is? … Oh, please, no.”

Tim pleaded quickly, noticing the lumps under his shirt. He wasted no time trying to unbutton the new uniform to better look at the ever-growing bust.

“I don’t want to be a woman! Stop this now!”

Tim protested the best he could, yet, against his objections, the cleavage continued to grow until the once boy-wonder now carried around an ample pair of breasts. Ones that his new thorax comfortably made room for in a way his old one just couldn’t.

“No, no, no, get these things off me!”

He roared, finally getting the shirt open to see the fully formed protrusions that sat on his chest, causing Tim to lament in defeat,

“This is so completely wrong.”

Before long, Tim felt the latest sensation in his groin area. The very object that was keeping him a he at this point was starting to shrink away

“No! Anything but that!”

The soon-to-be former male begged, reaching his hands down to his crotch in a fleeting attempt to save his member. He closed his eyes and clenched his teeth together, perceiving great pain due to the development of a brand-new reproductive system.

His scrotum was the first to go along with the testicles and vas deferens contained within. The two testes converted to ovaries connected to his vas deferens-turned-fallopian tubes through the uterus that was once the scrotum. Every last one of the sperm cells there transitioned into egg cells, ready to be fertilized. Even a womb came into existence within the Red Robin. His newly lengthened torso was responsible for snuggly sheltering this influx of new internal organs which it accomplished flawlessly.

“N-no! I have to hang on. I’m a man!”

Tim declared, fighting till the end no matter what. The Urethra had already transitioned into a Cervix, leaving only his ever-shrinking manhood as the lone soldier fighting for his masculinity.

“Please! Don’t go!”

Tim shrieked, fumbling around with his genitalia, which was only a few millimeters long at this point. Unfortunately, despite his best efforts, there was nothing he could do to stop the once-long shaft from disappearing. As with a final POP! The newly-made woman would now possess a fresh vagina between her legs.

“AHHHH, It’s gone! … I-I’m a woman now!? Thi-this can't be happening!”

Tim moaned, her voice raising to a high-pitched womanly scream that pierced the heavens. Feeling overwhelmed due to the inversion of genitalia providing her with constant pleasure, she had her first female orgasm. This unfathomable amount of ecstasy, combined with the shock of the transformation, knocked her out.

Waking up later in the day, Timothy Jackson Drake still remembered all that happened but regained a small amount of clarity and rationale. She got up, buttoned up her shirt, adjusted her glasses, tied back her hair, and grabbed the nearby sword that was once her utility belt.

“I guess I’ll go into the marine building now. I still can’t believe this is me.”

She thought to herself, now entirely female in every way possible.

Tim walked into the building, where she was instantly approached by a man in an average marine outfit. Who told her

“Ah! Captain Tashigi, good to see you. We haven’t been able to find you for hours, ma’am.”

The use of the female noun ma’am made Tim a bit flustered, still unable to think of herself as a woman. However, the first sentence the man expressed made Tim ponder for herself.

“Captain … Tashigi? That must be the name of the girl I’ve become. I better play along just in case it can get me home quicker.”

“Uh, yes! I had some … important duties to attend to. Sorry about that”

She answered, hoping for dear life that she didn’t mess this up.

“We understand you’re our superior, after all. Speaking of superiors, Vice-admiral Smoker told us he wanted to meet with you down the hall.”

The man responded with a big smile accompanying his face.

“Sounds good then, thank you.”

Tim replies, pulling up her glasses to better see the navigation signs littered amongst the halls, where she heard the man whispering a few words as he wandered off,

“Aww, she’s so cute when she removes her glasses.”

That statement immediately made Tim embarrassed and self-continuous. She pulled down her glasses with a heavy blush and walked down the hall toward Smoker's room.

Walking into the room, Tim greeted Smoker with a bit of hesitation in her voice.

“Y-you said you wanted to see me, sir?”

“Yeah, we’ve been given a new mission. We have to travel to a place where pirates are running rampant. Here check it out yourself.”

Smoker answered, handing “Tashigi” a paper detailing their mission.