Batgirl vs Supergirl (Patreon)

"You saw the numbers! Batman Vs Superman did terrible!" The owner of DC studios stomped around the meeting room table.

"I thought it made a bunch of money," I offered from my lonely corner of the table.

"Yea, but it didn't make Avengers money! That's the point! That's why you're here! How do we make DC beat Avengers."

I shrugged. "You don't? It's sort of settled in as the new action blockbuster sci fi whatever movie. I mean, people had to see 16 movies to make sense of that movie and they still all went to see it. You're not going to out-action them." They didn't like the sounds of that. "Soooo... don't use all action on them."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean..." The gears started turning. "Sexploitation. Sex sells. Use this reboot movie universe to be sexed up instead of taking itself too seriously."

They took that into consideration for a minute. A few of the suits muttered skeptically to each other. "Can you make it work?" the producer asked.

"I think so. But I don't read a lot of DC comics."

"Then you fit the part perfectly! Full creative control! Let us know if you need anything!"

"My laptop and a bottle of cherry Coke, I guess. Oh, and line up a redhead and a blonde for some lead roles. Nobody that famous, though. Get some new bloods."

"But we can get Je-"

"Trust me. Anyone famous enough won't want to do this script."

People were still uneasy about the superheroes that were surfacing across the globe. Aliens, robots, men who could swim really well... it inspired some while it put others on edge. Nothing quite embodied those two halves as much as Gotham City and Metropolis. Stephanie Brown had been attending college at Gotham University when the new girl came to school, and something seemed off about Kara Zor-El. She said her name was just something European and she struck Steph as a cheerleader type. She was blonde, tall, and athletic with big blue eyes and a big smile. It made the freckled redhead self-aware as shit, even if she was almost as fit. Steph stuck her nose back in her book and ignored the new girl as best she could. She was smart enough that she could breeze through class while still making plans for tonight.

The truth was that underneath Barb's off-campus house, she had a full fledged laboratory. Her mentor had shown her a ton of tricks and provided plenty of resources to create and obtain whatever she needed. She did some light work on her suspiciously bat-theme motorcycle in the secret underground garage, made sure her smoke bombs and boomerangs were stocked up and did some light gym work before night fell. Once it was dark out, she stripped down, pulled on her tight blue-black spandex, and donned her pointy-eared mask down to the bridge of her nose. She hopped onto her bike, revved the engine (just because it looked cool) and shot out of her hidden ramp in the junkyard to speed off down the streets to fight some crime.

There wasn't much to help with on her hacked police radio, but her specialized trackers she'd set up in police blind spots paid off. She tuned into one particular dark alley where she could hear a few gruff voices threatening another. "That's a nice wallet, buddy. Mind if we check it out?"

"Awesome! Crime time!" Steph said to herself. She turned on the Bat Cycle's cloak and fired her grappling hook up onto a roof, taking off in a series of hookshots, flips and short-range glides on her specialized cape. She was quickly over the scene, two thugs in trenchcoats cornering an old man with a pair of guns. Stephanie Brown, known in the night life as Batgirl, drew two bat-shaped boomerangs and let them fly. They arced down and smacked the weapons out of their hands, making the hoodlums jump out of their skin.

"Ah shit! It's the bat broad!" One of them gasped, scouring the rooftops. Batgirl had already slipped down the catwalk, kicking the bottom ladder so that it swung down and smacked one of the thugs in the face. The other one made a break for his gun but Steph flipped over his head and landed in his way. He threw a punch at her, but a skilled block and palm strike to the sternum put a stop to that. The thug grunted and staggered as he coughed up a lung, grabbing at Batgirl and missing easily as she slipped masterfully out of his reach.

"Watch the hands, buddy!" she mocked in a more gravely (but still clearly girly) voice before grabbing a gadget from her belt and chucking it at him. The little yellow disc blinked a few times as it stuck to his shirt and spat out a crippling charge of electricity that dropped his shivering to the ground before it switched itself off. "You alright, sir?"

"Uh... yea. Yea, thank ya, ma'am." The old timer fumbled for words at the busty, masked redhead.

"Good. Be safe out there," she said in her still gruff tone before throwing down a smoke bomb. The nearly-invisible goggles in her mask activated so that by the time the smoke had cleared, she'd bound the two muggers together in the alley and grappled her way up to the roof.

Kara went back to her apartment that same night. The beautiful blonde had moved to the more urban city with her mom and step-sister after largely cleaning up Metropolis. Gotham was the city that needed her help more than anything, and the good girl that she was, she couldn't leave it alone. She didn't have the space for a lab, but she didn't need it. She just kicked off her clothes from class, grabbed some dinner and pulled on her blue and red spandex and cape. Kara was also secretly Supergirl, and a kryptonian from another dimension. When you were raised by a sweet-natured farm girl and were completely immune to anything short of tank shells, it was almost impossible for her not to become a superhero.

She didn't need the kind of stealth that Batgirl did since nobody thought to watch the skies for a flying blonde 20-something. Her enhanced senses let her track what was going on below, so she didn't need radar or scanners. She could hear the woman scream from across Gotham City. She flew there as fast as a bullet to spot the trio running from the bank with big bags of cash in tow. They piled into their van and sped off before the before the alarm was even sounded.

"Oh that poor teller," Supergirl sighed, zipping down after them. She landed right in front of the car in her favorite pose; the old fists on hips and chest thrust out. It never got old seeing their look of shock as the front of their car rammed her in the tits. She barely jiggled as the van smashed to bits against her kryptonian rack. The driver was in such a rush that he hadn't buckled up, but Kara caught him by the collar as he flew through the windshield. The van slammed to a stop as the engine died (from being crushed to the size of a coffee can, no doubt). She threw the groaning driver aside as the other two banged up men came out with machine guns. Kara smirked at them as their bullets bounced off of her like ping pong balls.

"Sorry, boys, but there's a new hero in town," Kara said proudly. "So step up your game. Or better yet, quit crime altogether." Her eyes glowed red as she glared over the one man's head. A laser beam shot from her eyes and cut the top of a lamp post off, dropping it across the one gunman's back. He was pinned down as Kara strut casually towards the last one. He ran out of bullets emptying his clip into her, and he couldn't even reload when Kara zipped towards him. In the blink of an eye she had grabbed and crushed his gun in her fist. The man freaked out as she gave him a quick bonk on the head, her super strength more than enough to knock him out as she tossed him into a heap on top of his pinned teammate.

She heard the sirens coming as she waved to the only conscious crook. "Don't mind me. I could just use a lift." Kara lifted their vehicle over her head with one hand, flying back down the road to drop it off in front of the bank. She didn't want the police to have to bother with towing it back to them. A quick scan with her powers confirmed everyone was okay, so she flew off just in time for everyone to catch a glimpse of what looked to be a coed goddess in tights.

Supergirl landed on a rooftop, picking bits of windshield and loose metal out of her hair. She had to pull out some of her spandex to pick the bullets out of her cleavage. Even with her super senses, she barely picked up on someone approaching her from behind. "Hey, blondie!" 

Supergirl turned around and found Batgirl standing there, arms crossed beneath her tits. "Oh. You must be the Batgirl they talk about around here." Kara had heard some rumors about the vigilante busting heads in the night before she'd even moved here. "Good to meet you, I guess."

"I guess," Steph mimicked. "what was that back there? I could have handled that!"

Kara looked at her confused. "But I was already there. Why wouldn't I help?"

"Cuz you're a big-boobed wrecking ball, that's why! This is my city, and we do things a lot more subtle than they do wherever you come from. There's crooks all over and they have this complicated network of connections. You showing up and smashing up a whole street stopping them is gonna do as much damage as it does good!" Sure she was being territorial, but the city and her had an understanding. She was its protector, and she kept things in order. The bad guys feared the mysterious unknown more than some shiny paladin type.

"Well I don't know if you've noticed," Kara said, bracing her hands on her hips more angrily than heroically. "But you're not fixing things. Gotham's running smoother, but everyone sees it as basically Crime City. You one person doing to little. You should appreciate a real hero coming in to do what you can't."

"What I can't!? You mean chucking cars and shooting lasers makes you a better person than me?" Batgirl was clearly fuming.

"Well.... doesn't it?"

Batgirl snapped and slapped Supergirl across the face. Kara didn't bother trying to stop her as it cracked across her cheek but didn't leave so much as a mark. Steph's eyes went wide as she clutched her stinging hand. "OWWW! What are you MADE of, you metal-titted bitch?!"

"Benefits of being kryptonian, you rude little skank." Kara grabbed Steph by the collar of her outfit and threw her to the other side of the roof. "I'm here to stay. Get used to it."

Batgirl scrambled back to her feet, clearly blushing with anger and embarrassment. "You don't know what the hell you're doing," she seethed. "And more powers means you're just going to make a bigger mistake someday." She grabbed some smoke pellets and tossed them onto the rooftop, filling the area with some stinging gas. Supergirl at least coughed at that as Batgirl dove in after her. She knew what she was dealing with this time, kicking and punching at several weak spots. A palm strike to the nose, a kick to the back of the knee, a twist of the arm... it didn't really hurt Kara, but it brought her to her knees by physics alone. Steph pulled her arm behind her back as she mounted Supergirl's shoulders. "Just because you're bulletproof doesn't mean you're unstoppable," she said in the coolest voice she could muster.

Supergirl stood up with ease despite the expertly applied hold. Her arm DID feel unstoppable as she pulled Batgirl along with it, hanging her suspended in midair at her side. "Shouldn't that go double for a little brat like you?" Kara flexed her arm and lifted Batgirl high enough that she could headbutt her right between the eyes. Batgirl crumbled as she let go and landed at Supergirls feet, groaning and rubbing her head. Supergirl planted a boot on Steph's chest, squashing one of her breasts down hard enough that she briefly struggled to breathe.

"You really need to learn when to quit," Supergirl warned her, grinding her heel on her tit.

"And you need to stop underestimating people!" Steph threw a batarang from her belt, but Supergirl easily plucked it out of the air. While her hand was busy with that, Batgirl pulled out another pair of her "shock discs" and tossed them into the blonde's chest. They stuck to her tits before spitting out sparks, making Supergirl yelp and back away in surprise. They fizzled out before they did any notable damage, but it let Batgirl spring back to her feet. Steph drew a retractable baton from her belt and smacked Kara upside the head, but she barely even twitched from the hit. Kara grabbed at her but Batgirl flipped back and fired her grappling hook to wrap around her arm. A quick shift latched the other end of her sturdy cable to a nearby air conditioning unit and quickly loaded another grapnel.

Supergirl didn't even need to struggle as she pulled her arm, tearing the AC out by its roots. She fired an eye beam at Batgirl, but she dodgerolled out of the way and fired another hook. Supergirl caught this one before it hit her in the face, pulling hard enough to send Batgirl flying off her feet and right into her grip. Kara caught her by the neck, seeing her wide-eyed look of shock through her goggles just before she chokeslammed her into the roof. Steph grunted as she flopped against the concrete. She was tough enough to handle one or two of her power blows, but not more than that. She felt herself fading when Supergirl lifted her up and backhanded her across the face. She felt herself flying off weightlessly before everything went black.

When the redhead vigilante woke up, she found herself hanging in midair. She looked up afraid that she'd see Supergirl floating over her, but she was simply tied to an old stone gargoyle. She also had her entire costume tore off of her (except the mask), leaving her naked and bound to it by her own tow cables. Her trim bit of red bush and pussy were out in public for anyone who happened to look up at the odd roosting spot. "Wha... what the hell?! I'll get you, you big dumb bimbo! Whoever you really are!"

Steph had gotten out of worse situations (though none so embarrassing). She escaped the ropes and got to a hidden panel for an emergency change of clothes before she called it a night. She called out of her classes and took some meds that accelerated her healing as she paced around the workshop. "This is bullshit. Who's that bully think she is? And she shows up at the same time as that dumb cheerleader bitch at school... well I'm not gonna stand for this! Bat Computer!"

"Yes, Batgirl?" responded her jailbroken Siri she'd installed into her supercomputer.

"Bring up all known data about Supergirl!" A few holographic screens popped up, mostly just passing news articles. "Alright... do we have any known weak points? Things we can use to take her down?"

"Scanning footage... while she shows incredible power, this means that she has little to no actual experience in martial arts or practical combat. Also, kryptonite."

"Krypto what?"

"Kryptonite is a material native only to the kryptonian homeworld. Fragments have appeared across the earth over the last decade. It renders kryptonians weakened by its mere proximity."

"Really? How did you learn about that?"

"Google, Batgirl."

"Google? Really? Huh. Alright... can we get some?"

"Order for five pounds of Kryptonite places on Amazon. Delivery expected by tomorrow afternoon."

"Wow. That was... weirdly easy." Stephanie shook her head. "Okay! Who cares?! I've got some work to do!"

Batgirl skipped her patrol that night, working over the next 24 hours in her shop. Welding some additions to her bike, upgrading the material in her suit, adjusting her gadgets, swapping some of the formulas in her gas bombs, getting some much-needed sleep. By the following night, she felt ready for some payback. She loaded up for her usual patrol (plus a few new additions) and went driving off into the night.

Supergirl dropped another half dozen villains on the doorstep of police headquarters. A passing officer saluted her graciously as they dragged the thugs in for processing and questioning. She had already made a real dent in the criminal element of Gotham; apparently Cat Woman hadn't come prepared for a threat with superhuman strength and impossibly accurate hearing. She hadn't seen Batgirl all last night, so she assumed she had put her out of business with her warning. She was sure nobody would find her tied up as high as she was, but it would be enough to scare some sense into her.

It was why she was surprised by the hydraulic hiss from street level. She turned too late as a grappling claw snatched her around the ankle. Supergirl rolled her eyes and grabbed the chord, pulling it up into the air after her. "When are you going to learn?" Kara sighed. At her level of power, she didn't notice the difference in weight as the other end of the cable flew up at her. The Bat Cycle whizzed up at her without any rider attached, driving and firing off by remote control.

"When are you, Barbie?" Steph's voice answered through the radio. The bike popped out its wings and rocket boosters and flew away as it dropped a bunch of miniaturized flashbangs. Supergirl let out a startled cry as her ears rang and she saw stars, floating awkwardly in place. She was too disoriented to stop her when Batgirl caught her other leg with another grapnel, reeling her in until Kara crashed into the middle of the local junk yard.

The dazed but unhurt Kara stood back up, rubbing her eyes and clearly staggered from the landing. "I guess super sight and super hearing aren't always so useful," Batgirl gloated. Supergirl finally focused her eyes on her. Batgirl had a few extra gadgets and small pieces of armor, but mainly her costume had a slight metallic sheen to it. She had reinforced it with a few experimental alloys that made it as tough as it was flexible. Steph also had a confident smirk on her face, compared to the last time she saw her.

"You crazy little bitch," Supergirl huffed as she rubbed the last of the flashes from her eyes. They started to glow red with her dangerous energy. "I see you didn't learn your lesson last time."

"On the contrary," Steph said as she took up a fighting stance. "I learned a whole lot." Supergirl sent a heat beam out of her eyes, but Batgirl quickly raised her thick gloves in the way. The new alloy reflected the laser beams away to burn through a random trash pile instead. Her free hand grabbed her belt and flung a few gas grenades out, though the mist was a bright green instead of its original black.

Supergirl sneered and fanned it from her face, just to break into an even more violent cough than last time. She felt a wave of sickness run through her as she covered her mouth, but it burned her eyes and nose. "Oh jeez! What IS that?!"

"A little mix of kryptonite and tear gas!" Steph gloated. She ran into the smoke and Supergirl didn't see her until it was too late. She kicked her square in the side of the head, staggering the taller blonde and nearly taking her off her feet in one hit. It hurt like hell, which was one thing Supergirl definitely wasn't used to. Batgirl landed and spun around, hitting her in the face with a heel kick. Kara staggered back and clutched her face, surprised at a spot of blood left on her lip and Batgirl's boot.

"Funny how not knowing how to fight is a big deal when you're not invincible!" Steph taunted as she delivered a quick series of punches to Supergirl's belly before a firm double punch to the tits send her flying out of the smoke cloud. She was still groaning as she rolled through the junkyard, holding her stomach and chest with a look of clear pain and confusion on her face.

"So you're just fighting dirty now?" Kara grunted as she managed to get to her knees.

"Crime sure won't fight fair," Steph dismissed as she stepped out of the fading gas. Supergirl took a swing at her, and while it was fast and dangerous, Batgirl saw it coming. She dodged around it and slapped Supergirl on the ass, confusing her for a second until she heard the familiar beeping of Batgirl's shock discs. The blonde screamed and jumped up and down as they shocked her ass with even more intense electricity than the night before, recalibrated to power up against her kryptonian anatomy. She grabbed at her ass to rip them off while Batgirl laughed at her expense.

Supergirl growled and crushed the gadgets in her fist. "You're going to pay for that," Kara threatened. She shot forward with a burst of speed, starting to recover from the gas as she grabbed both of Batgirl's arms. Steph couldn't throw anything, but she could still trigger the small emergency switch in her gloves. A pair of green grappling claws shot out of her belt, clamping onto Supergirl's breasts so that they crushed her nipples between their sharp grip. Kara screamed in pain and let her go as Batgirl drew two grappling hook guns, shooting them so that the magnetic systems connected them with the existing claws. Steph slid on a specialized power glove that latched onto the cables, so when she swung her arm it was Supergirl's turn to go flying around on the other end of her tether. She whirled Supergirl around over her head a few times, her screams echoing around as she was dragged and tossed through the junkyard by her tits. She finally release the grappling gauntlet's chords to send Supergirl flying into a pile of scrap metal. She landed in a dazed and groaning heap, still down when Batgirl arrived to stand over her.

"Let's get this straight. This is my city," Batgirl spelled out for her. Supergirl started to push a girder away, but Batgirl tossed a small scrap of kryptonite to land on her chest. "You can go back to your galaxy or city or wherever you come from, because I've got this and you'll just get in my way. And nobody gets in my way, or else."

Batgirl produced a small orb and tossed it at the blonde. It released a sizzling liquid that made Supergirl gasp as it started to burn away her costume. It was a small favor that the chemical didn't burn any of her skin, but it did get to work dissolving all of her clothes off. The fumes reached Kara's face and knocked her out cold as Batgirl went striding confidently away from her progressively more naked body.

Kara woke up before anyone found her, but she ended up just as humiliated. She was naked in the junkyard when she came to, throwing the shard of kryptonite away before pushing her way free and speeding home. It was her turn to pace around in her room, trying to do so angrily while not actually breaking anything. The tables were definitely turned and the gauntlet thrown as Kara was defeated but vengeful, and she knew Batgirl's tricks. She made a few preparations before flying out and moving some of the scrap around the junkyard. She welded a message into it with her eye beams, suspecting the nosy little genius would find it from heat signatures or some crap like that. "Warehouse district" was all it said. She'd call her out for another showdown to settle this once and for all.

Gotham City was known for its abandoned factories and warehouses. The Wayne empire was slowly getting them back in use, but mostly they were used for seedy meetings and mobsters holding interrogations. There was an old joke that went around town that there was once a giant factory in Gotham that produced abandoned warehouses (which was itself, sadly, abandoned). Despite its criminal connections, the place was completely abandoned that night. It seemed that somehow the villains and crooks had decided to take the night off after catching wind of the heroines' showdown.

Batgirl was waiting on the rooftop decked out in her latest set of armor. It was still clingy and revealing, but with a few armored black pads at select areas (mostly near her joints and hips). Supergirl flew down slowly in front of her, landing gently on the rooftop.

"We don't need to do this," Batgirl warned.

"I agree," Supergirl said with a nod.

"You can just back off and leave this city to me before I kick your alien ass."

"What?! OMG, I can't stand you! You're such a stubborn little bitch!" Supergirl snapped.

"And you're a spoiled and privileged bimbo!" Batgirl shouted back, stomping a booted foot on the roof.

"That does it! This ends tonight!" The blonde heroine floated off the roof, but Batgirl raised one of her gauntleted hands and fires off a few green-tipped batarangs. Supergirl zipped around them with her super speed and dove towards Batgirl, but she dropped another one of her kryptonite-laced smoke bombs. Supergirl drifted to a stop while coughing as Batgirl vanished into the thick smoke. She slipped behind her and lunged for an armor-enhanced punch, but Supergirl spun around and nailed her with backhand fist. Batgirl went skidding across the roof, her strategic bits of armor screeching against the stone.

"What the hell? I had your big obvious weakness all over that stuff!" Batgirl objected. Supergirl tapped her nose knowingly as she stepped out of the smoke, eyes watery but nearly unaffected.

"I knew you'd try this cheap trick again, so I brought along an old kryptonian trick. It's called nose plugs, bitch." Supergirl grabbed a stone gargoyle and ripped it off the building, hurling it at Batgirl. The vigilante rolled out of the way and raised a gauntlet as her goggles helped her take aim.

"Well you're not the only one with lasers around here!" Batgirl threatened. She swept her arm through the air as a bright green beam sliced across her. Supergirl winced and wavered in the air, but most noticeably it left a long cut along the front of her costume. Her cleavage popped out into view and the rest of her tits barely stayed contained inside her costume.

"Hey! My eyes are up here, slut!" Supergirl's eyes glowed red and fired off a few bursts of energy towards Batgirl. She ran and dodged, but when she tried to leap onto another roof she yelped as the heat beam scorched her ass, exposing her perky little cheeks that were now bright red. "These costumes don't grow on trees, you know!" Supergirl shouted as she flew after her.

"Actually the components I use in mine are primarily organic including a rare type of rubber," Batgirl called back as she ducked behind a chimney, checking her gear (and rubbing her sore ass). "Technically most of it DOES grow on trees."

"Oh my god you are such a knowitall!" Kara seethed. She flew in and punched the chimney to pieces, but Batgirl had already slipped away. She left several beeping explosive charged behind that suddenly went off in Kara's face, sending her spiraling out of control and bouncing off the side of a building. Batgirl leapt off the rooftop and performed a quick flip before landing a flying dropkick into Kara's stomach. The fine lining of kryptonite she'd put on her boots weren't enough to cripple Kara, but it definitely knocked the wind out of her. Kara still wasn't out yet, so she grabbed Batgirl by the collar and hurled her towards the streets below. Stephanie grunted hard as she landed on her back, denting the pavement with the impact.

Batgirl groaned as she started to lift herself back up, but by the time she was sitting up Supergirl was already rocketing towards her. "Ah! Trigger left boosters!" Steph's shoulder pads let out a sudden rocket boost, shooting her to one side and letting Supergirl's fist become buried in the pavement. Batgirl jumped to her feet and with another burst from her gauntlet she punched Supergirl across the face. The blonde staggered, or would have if her fist wasn't already lodged in the ground. With a quick growl, she pulled it back out while still holding a huge chunk of cement. She swung and smashed it to pieces on Steph's head, sending her flying and bouncing across the road. Even with the extra protection Steph had put into her suit, it hurt like hell and made her head spin to be hit that hard.

"Who's the privileged brat now?" Kara huffed, though her blonde hair was a mess spotted with bits of gravel and glass. "Running away with your toys again?"

"I'm just leveling the playing field," Batgirl grunted as she dragged herself back up. She was similarly dazed, and a few tears were starting to show in her spandex. She whipped out some batarangs in each hand and threw them towards Kara, but they suddenly veered off in opposite directions. The four started flying around her remotely, slashing or smacking into her Kara from various directions like oversized flies. Kara grabbed one with a lightning-quick motion, crushing it to pieces in her fist. She shot some eye beams at the others until she brought two more down, but that meant her eyes were taken off the last one. It dove in and nailed her between the legs, getting a startled grunt out of the kryptonian cutie. She grabbed at the device just as Batgir hit a trigger on her gauntlet, making it shiver intensely. Even Kara's bulletproof bod had to stop and shudder at the long-range bat-vibrator.

"And I thought you didn't like my toys, slut!" Steph teased. Kara blushed, but she flexed her thighs and crushed the device between her legs. "Whoa. I don't envy your boyfriend," Batgirl quipped. Kara growled and suddenly rammed into Steph, pinning her against a brick wall. She wound up and suddenly pounded her with a series of super fast and hard punches to the tits, bouncing them around as Batgirl's vibrating groans escaped her lips. Kara's tit-busting blows even hammered Batgirl through several walls as her jackhammering punches squashed her bouncy tits over and over.

Soon Batgirl's bat boobs were exposed as the powerful punches tore through her costume and popped her tits out, visibly aching and bruising from the beating. "Well since you like stripping other people so much..." Kara smirked, grabbing one of Batgirl’s gauntlets and hurling them off through the empty warehouse they'd wound up in. She grabbed the rip in Steph's front, ripping it right down the middle so that her naked boobs and red bush popped completely into view.

"Even if I do, I'm better at it than you!" Batgirl dropped another smoke bomb, and in the confusion she slipped free of Kara's grip and threw another of her acid bombs at her. The substance instantly started burning through her costume, rendering her naked in a matter of seconds.

"Oh no you don't!" It was still at work when Kara lunged out and grabbed Batgirl in a bearhug. The redhead started to knee Supergirl in the ribs and punch her face with her gauntlet, but even as she flinched from the kryptonite-lined blows she held on. It spread the consuming chemical over to Batgirl so that the mild acid ate through her clothes as well. Kara managed to stun Batgirl with a knee to the pussy, sealing the fact that she wasn't going to overpower her way out of this one. The redhead quickly hit a button on the utility belt (one of the few things left in one piece on her naked body). With a dull growl of an engine, the Batcycle sped in from around the corner. It rapidly fired a series of shock discs to stick them to Supergirl's bare back, their ominous beeping giving her plenty of time to sweat over the fact.

"Oh no! Nononono-!" Kara turned and swept her eye beams across the bike, slicing it neatly in half. It still didn't stop the the surge of high-powered electricity that coursed through Supergirl, making her scream and tense up. Kara kept her grip on Batgirl, so while it was dampened by its trip through the kryptonian she screamed along with her as she was shocked as well. When the batteries finally burned out, the girls' arms fell listless to their sides. Batgirl landed a sluggish karate chop to Supergirl's face, nearly knocking her off her feet. The blonde just countered with a powerful punch of her own, nailing Batgirl's masked face and sending her tumbling a dozen yards away. They were both sweaty, naked and exhausted as they stared each other down, panting and listless.

"I am gonna wreck you like..." Batgirl had to catch her breath mid-taunt in her exhausted state. "Like your home planet, bitch... phew..."

"N-no way," Supergirl groaned, looking ready to pass out any minute. "I'm gonna enjoy... oof... I'm gonna LOVE seeing if I can fit every one of your stupid toys up your skanky cunt..."

"Sounds like fun!" chimed a high voice from somewhere down an alleyway. The girls looked up in shock as out stepped a woman wielding a large mallet and in a skintight jester outfit. "Ya mind if we cut in?" Harley added with a wicked grin. The heroines stared as out stepped a number of other glaring supervillainesses. Giganta, Black Alice, Star Sapphire, Poison Ivy, Orca, Cheetah... every female villain cameo in the bunch was eying the exhausted Batgirl and Supergirl like a piece of meat.

"Not good," Batgirl muttered meekly.

Supergirl nodded. "All in favor of running for it?" she offered. Harley stepped forward and raised her weaponized pop gun towards them when a sudden streak of gold lashed towards her. The rope pulled it from her hands and up onto a nearby roof.

"Hey! That was mine!" Harley whined, but she stopped as she saw a star-spangled brunette standing in the moonlight.

"Looks like you two really stepped in it," Wondergirl observed as she leapt down next to them, twirling her lasso loose again. "I thought there might be trouble, so I brought a few friends along." A number of silhouetted (but very visibly female) figures appeared on other rooftops; Huntress, Power Girl, Zatanna and Starfire among the more visible ones.

Supergirl traded glances with Batgirl, then back at the horde of villains. "I'm suddenly not feeling so strongly against teaming up," she said with a smirk.

"Hashtag same," Steph said, fist-bumping Kara before grabbing some batarangs from her belt and leaping into battle with the rest of them.

Then the teaser title card slammed onto the screen: "LADIES OF JUSTICE! COMING 2020!"