Thankful

Starting to regain consciousness, Batgirl squirms in Mel’s tight hold, trying to get free. Looking at herself then to the faces of the children, Batgirl shifts around allowing Mel to reach two fingers under the waistband of her diaper and pull.

“Oh, it looks like our hero made an uh-oh.” Mel takes another diaper out of her purse and changes a very distraught hero who is on the verge of tears.

“Now then little baby girl, what do you say? Asks Mel as she helps the now freshly diapered nude vigilante of the table.

“T-thank you miss M-mommy.. I mean Moore.” The children laugh as Batgirl blushes. “Can I have my suit back please?”

“No. One, you’re not as scary as I thought. Two, You’re just a little baby girl. I think you belong here. Now thank me for saving your life and stopping your little game of pretend.”

Batgirl was at a loss. She hung her head and whimpered “Thank you.” And sat next to the other children finally removing her cowl, the last piece of her pretended adult life.