Grail

Granny Goodness selected the image labeled "Grail" and a red light shined down on him from overhead. The crimson Ω reflected off of his body.

Among his peers, he was considered a genius and his body was being exposed to technology beyond even his comprehension. Granny's cryptic wording led Tim to believe she was going to change him into one of the women on the screen.

What was the point in that? He knew of Darkseid's methods thanks to his access to the Justice League's database with the credentials Bruce let him borrow. Darkseid used his followers and hordes of parademons to capture planets from across the multiverse. All sentient life that survived his invasions were captured and assimilated into his army as additional parademons. Why was he any different? As horrifying as the thought was of being turned into a mindless abomination wholly devoted to a multiversal tyrant, his inquisitive mind couldn't help but wonder. Why weren't they just turning him into another stupid parademon?

"Why are you doing this to me..?"

Tim struggled against the restraints but it was no use.

"Hmm..." Granny glanced at him and smiled warmly, which only came off as mischievous. She did so enjoy playing with her food.

"Here we have multiple biological profiles constructed by a motherbox. These women are said to be the ideal forms for a special team of servants faithful to Darkseid and his cause. The one I have selected for you is named Grail. Darkseid's DNA was used by the motherbox while generating her genetic code." She grinned and smiled even wider when she saw the terrified look on Tim's face.

"Th-that doesn't explain why.... why me... and why a girl..?"

"Oh? Your mind is more durable than our usual prisoners. The motherbox believes you are capable of surviving the transformation without losing your sanity." She read over the data.

"My sanity...?" Tim looked horrified.

"The motherbox has determined the most ideal team for accomplishing Lord Darkseid's goals would exclusively be comprised of women." She concluded, noting the boy's visible distress.

"Don't worry, dear, you'll look lovely when we're through!" Somehow that didn't ease Tim's anxiety.

"I don't want to work for Darkseid! And I definitely don't want to be a girl!" Tim argued, again pulling on his restraints but received the same result as before. Granny looked annoyed at that point.

"You should consider yourself fortunate, child. You will receive the honor of being dubbed the Daughter of Darkseid! You will be one of the most powerful women in the multiverse!"

Tim tried to fight against the restraints once again but to no avail. He had **** but to sit there and try to endure whatever she was going to do to him. Part of him hoped that Batman or the rest of the league would somehow track down his position but he doubted his GPS functioned on a different planet, let alone in a different dimension. Based on what she said, it didn't sound like she planned on brainwashing him. They wanted his mind in tact, it seemed. He'd been trained to resist mental manipulation and hypnosis by Bruce himself, though, so he was ready for it if they tried. If that training was to ever come in handy, then now is the time.

"Hrnng!"

Red Robin grunted. The vigilante felt like the air had been knocked out of him, causing him to gasp for air. With every breath he took, the pain worsened. His whole body ached, specifically in his waist, spine, and shoulders. He gritted his teeth and reeled back in pain. His skin was on fire, hair burning off in places as his body began to be forever altered. He whined in pain as his stomach ached, his insides beginning to shift and rearrange slightly in preparation for what was to come.

The former boy wonder's form suddenly began to burn, the texture of his body changing before his very eyes. His skin suddenly grew paler as the sensation washed over him. Any hair below his chin simply fell off. He continued to gasp for air, feeling as if he was going to suffocate but he didn't. Instead, he hung in a limbo between consciousness and unconsciousness. He was still just barely awake enough to be aware of what was going on. As horrified as he was, he wasn't going to let himself pass out. That's not what Batman would do.

"Ooooh, you are turning out to be quite promising, my dear!" Granny called over from the control panel. She watched in suspense with a twisted grin.

"All the others we've tried this on were already dead by this point in the transformation process!"

"Ahh!"

Tim gasped, closing his eyes in agony as his ribs strained tighter against his organs and his waist cinched inward. Revolting cracks could be heard up and down his torso as his hips popped, growing wider to childbearing proportions. His shoulders ached as they became less broad, riding against his joints as his frame shrank a bit. The muscles in his core lost their bulk in exchange for tone though maintaining their strength, his waistline grew thinner and thinner by the second as if an invisible corset was squeezing him. Excess muscle and fat was redistributed to his hips and thighs, expanding his ass into a gorgeous heart shape.

The red light beaming down on him heated up, burning the fabric of his clothes right off of his sweaty body before cooling down again but only to the same uncomfortable temperature as before. He **** his eyes open only to see his naked body and widened them further when he saw his tiny waist. God, he really was changing wasn't he? This wasn't just some sick dream, it was actually happening!

As his biceps and chest muscles lost their bulk, he felt a new sensation tingling beneath the surface of his nipples. He bit his lip, unsure what this unexpected commotion was until it clicked. He winced, gasping but this time it sounded more like a moan of excitement than a groan of pain. Did his voice get higher? With every noise he made, his tone became more feminine sounding until he didn't sound like a "he" at all anymore. The tissue in his developing mammary glands budded into two fleshy mounds that expanded and expanded. His areola widened and hardened slightly, his breasts blooming to their fullest potential. They were so heavy! They probably even rivaled the size of Power Girl's boobs.

His now long dark hair spilled in the way of his vision, his eyelashes lengthening, his chin losing its definition and rounding, and his lips puffing outward. His male features instantly swapping out with female ones.

Breathing became easier by this point, his body having mostly adjusted to the Apokoliptian atmosphere that was being used as a catalyst for executing these horrific changes.

"Beautiful... you look beautiful, dear." Granny grinned. "However, this is the Female Furies."

Tim continued to moan as the heat began to manifest around his crotch. The finishing touch, the part that he knew was coming ever since the transformation started. Part of him wanted to cling to the hope that somehow he'd retain a vestige of who he once was: his manhood. Speaking of which, he stiffened up which was even more confusing. Against his will, he began to buck his hips at the air, though with each thrust, he felt his own shaft press into his crotch just a little further. Tim found himself unwillingly cooing to the rhythmic feeling as his shaft started to penetrate his own body. His dick slipped backwards into the newly formed hole, brushing passed his freshly made clitoris. He rolled his head back, practically screaming, whether it was out of terror or in unorthodox delight, he wasn't sure, as what remained of his genitals sucked up inside of himself. Anything left of his manhood dissolved in his brand new womb, sperm cells transforming into eggs and testicles turning into ovaries.

The light dimmed, Tim's now female body still weakly flexing her hips at the air. Her body rewarding her for surviving the transformation with a climax unlike anything she'd ever experienced in her life, especially as a man. Her eyes glowed red, just like her new "father" Darkseid's.

Tim laid there for a moment, the restraints unclasping from around her wrists and ankles. Parademons entered the room and brought the nude woman to her feet, dragging her over to Granny Goodness. The elder tilted her head, smiling widely as she placed her hand on the girl's cheek, parting her hair out of her face to get a better look at her.

"Hmmm... you sure do take after your father, don't you, deary?" Granny held Tim's face and squeezed her cheeks, making her pucker her lips. She was too drained to even move, but even still she tried to slur together a response.

"Still all there, are we? My, my, you are a tough one!" Granny was pleased. She ran her hand down the girl's bare flesh, feeling the soft hairless skin and taking a mental note of her proportions.

"Yes... yes, I have just the thing for you to wear. Can't have you running around dressed in that distasteful attire you came in with, now can we?"

Granny activated another button on the console and nearly instantly, a large metal box made a "ding" sound, producing a black article of clothing with gold trim in an open slot. Granny picked it up and held it up to Tim's body.

"This will suit you perfectly..." She handed the clothing to the parademons holding her up.

Without even being ordered to, the henchmen clothed the girl. They stuck her in a costume that felt like a cross between both being made of latex and leather. The hips, and waist of the suit clung to her toned figure, emphasizing her large cleavage that was on full display in the gold trimmed bodice. The outfit came with gauntlets and golden high heeled boots. The whole outfit looked like something an evil Wonder Woman would wear.

Finally giving in, Tim passed out then and there in the arms of the parademons. However, when she awoke, she found out that she was not dead.