Methods of Control

"However, we have learned that you have one of the most iron wills of any superhero. If not the most iron! So we have decided to unite our skills to develop a method of gaining control over you. To make you a more willing partner. A zombie is just nota good lover." Poison Ivy said, "We have my skills as a chemist and an expert on Pheromones. Plus we will need special arrangements to protect all of us from my body's immune systems."

"And you gotta remeber that before I met Mr. J, I was an expert Psychologist. And since I was working in Arkham, I know a little bit about abnormal pyschology." Harley said with a goofy smile.

"Plus my skills as a catburgler allows me to steal both magical and scientific items that might be good at "convincing" you to be more...willing. I already have collection that might be useful." Catwoman said, running her claws down Batman's muscled chest.

"Plus we have made percussions so that we won't be traced for a while. Or that you wouldn't escape too easily. We made traps that should stop you without killing you. But the best thing to this is if it works..." Ivy said, snuggling up to Batman's left side.

"We have a perment fuck buddy who can help us out on the inside." Harley said as she hugged Batman's right side and kissed his cheek.

"But what should we use first?" Asked Catwoman.