"Right, that's enough of all this! I will not countenance any approach that involves reinstating Arturos5. He stays in close confinement until we get back to base! He almost managed single-handedly to destroy our harvesting programme. You know.....the one that you ALL agreed was the best way of replenishing our missing specialised interstellar energy source!! Now, Hailsurt1 had been managing the extraction of that energy from the local human lesbian population quite smoothly until that madman of a weapons officer decided to try and short-circuit the programme. And by leaving all the women that he 'harvested' in a coma, he almost brought us to the attention of the general populace! Completely against our operating guidelines you'll note! As it is I've had to admit our presence to the group of law enforcement officers run by the Batman, and I've now got to ensure that they don't tell anyone else!"
He paused for breath, and listened to silence at the end of his comms line. Mmm, maybe this 'anger' emotion was a useful tool after all he thought before ploughing on with his monologue.
"Anyway, at least we've been able to return the energy that he stole from them so brutally, and the women in that isolation ward seem to be recovering well. That should help our cause somewhat when I do finally see Batman and Catwoman."
At this point he was unexpectedly interrupted by his Science Officer, Halsburt1, "We may have a problem there Captain. I was monitoring them earlier and they seem to have had some sort of disagreement. I don't think that they're working together anymore."
"But wasn't Catwoman going to provide some more females to finish off our harvesting program? Her 'Kittens' didn't she call them?'" responded the Captain in surprise.
"Exactly Captain. That's the problem ......... I could try a bit of mind control I suppose?"
"No, don't do that! The last time we tried that it was a disaster! What about those other two, Catgirl and Batgirl?"
"Err, well, it's true that they were a superb pair when we harvested from them earlier, but errr .... well, they seem to have had a disagreement as well."
"What is the matter with these human females?!" sighed the Captain in exasperation, "Ok, I was going to see how Batgirl was progressing after she was so nearly harvested by Arturos5 so I'll see whether she can persuade this 'Catgirl' to come back. Harvesting from those two will definitely fill our tanks and then we can get back to base. This was supposed to be a SIMPLE planetary monitoring mission after all!"
3 - A Catgirl Spurned ..........
In the Kittens playroom, Catgirl was rummaging through their little 'treasure chest' of toys.
The room was a central part of Catwoman's headquarters, because the Kittens were central to her gang's command and control structure. They were all young women with a taste for adventure, highly trained in various aspects of business dynamics but chiefly in how to best manipulate men and women in achieving Catwoman's nefarious aims. That generally meant some form of sexual activity, and that was the other thing they all signed up for. Plenty of erotic sex!
Sat cross-legged alongside her was Natasha, the current Kitten's Chief of Staff, wearing a very thin and almost transparent ivory peignoir. She hadn't been on duty when Catgirl had stormed in so the short, dark haired woman had been lounging around in the playroom on her own as Catgirl started kicking around some of the many soft cushions that were spread liberally around the room. There was no other furniture and the soft, yellow lighting on the hanging wall drapes made the place look like an Arabic harem.
It had taken about ten seconds for Catgirl to explain the extent of Batgirl's 'treachery' and since then she'd been striding about the room describing all the nasty things that she was going to do to her 'friend' when she fell into her hands again.
"Well, there's plenty to choose from," murmured Natasha playfully as she casually joined Catgirl in sorting through the treasure chest. 'Treasure' may not have been the obvious choice of name for a box containing just about every sexual toy that a girls imagination could run to. But it was exactly the right name as far as the Kittens were concerned!
Catgirl, turned to look at Natasha and was distracted by the sight of her gorgeous round breasts, tipped by intense dark nipples staring back at her through the thin material of her gown. Her gaze automatically dropped to the inviting black triangle sitting above her wide-spread legs and she felt a familiar reaction triggered between her legs.
"Natasha, can't you wear at least SOME underwear round here," she sighed resignedly, "you're so incredibly distracting!"
Natasha smiled and leaned forward, her steely blue eyes flashing as she let her lips run briefly across Catgirl's before flitting away again, "You want 'distraction'? I can do 'distraction' in a big way!"
Catgirl had to remove one of Natasha's hands that had reached out, cupping and massaging her breast through her Cat-suit, as she took a deep breath, "No, no, no Natasha .... well, later maybe ..... not now anyway!" she added as she thought how totally satisfying a quick rumble with Natasha would be, "Look, I need to sort out my plan!"
Natasha rocked back in apparent disappointment, "Okay .... but I'm going to hold you to 'later'! Anyway, do you really think that Batgirl will fall for this?" She wasn't sure about the first part of the plan that Catgirl was quickly sketching out.
Catgirl gave her a pained look in response, "This IS Batgirl we're talking about!"
"Yeah, true .... okay so, we capture her again, then what?"
Catgirl rattled off a whole series of ideas. Natasha nodded in amusement. If all that came off, Batgirl was going to have an experience to remember! She rummaged about in the bottom of the box, feeling for something and finally retrieved a massive black dildo. It was huge, both in length and girth! The Kittens generally used it to frighten off their captured women, but even they never used it on themselves.
Natasha was smiling devilishly when she held it up to Catgirl, "Well, what do you think?"
Catgirl gasped at the sheer size of it, "No, no Natasha, that really is too much. Even for Batgirl................. " She paused for a moment before continuing as she reached out for the monster, letting her fingers curl round the thick plastic girth, and looking into mid-air as her imagination ran riot, "..................mmmmm .... this really would get her attention though!"
Natasha was looking shocked, "Hey, come on Catgirl...... I was jesting, .......you can't be seriously thinking......."
But that's exactly what Catgirl was thinking!
4 - A Little More Harvesting Back on the Agenda?
Batgirl had finally had enough of her incarceration in her private ward room.
Robin had been gone for ages and she was feeling more or less back to her old self. Her strength seemed to be almost back to normal, and as there'd been no sign of Batman coming to visit, she'd decided to go and seek him out herself!
She'd also been sneakily hoping that the enigmatic Doctor Stephens would make an appearance. She owed him a big thank-you for rescuing her and she couldn't get out of her mind the way that her last conversation had been going with him before she'd panicked, retreated to the washroom and almost been 'harvested' by the evil Arturos5! She'd been thinking most un-ladylike thoughts about the alien ship's Captain and she'd been starting to get a feeling that he might be responding to her. She hadn't really thought about him much when they'd first met, but recently she'd been taking more note of his broad, muscular shoulders, his stocky but powerful frame and the way that his normally serious features would break out into that infectious grin. But, after all, making out with an alien in human form was such a ridiculous notion ..... well wasn't it?!
She shook her head in amazement that she'd even thought about it, but she couldn't ignore her almost automatic response these days to any form of erotic thought as her pussy tingled pleasantly.
"Oh God Barbara, get a grip of yourself!" she muttered as she threw aside the bed-sheets, just in time to hear footsteps outside, and the room doors begun to swing open. Could Batman finally be making a tardy appearance she wondered angrily?!
It wasn't Batman. Into her little retreat strode the blonde haired figure of Doctor Stephens, his white coat flapping around him as he swung into the room.
"Hello Batgirl, how are you? I ......"
His greeting was broken off as he stopped in his tracks, " ........ oh I'm sorry .... I should have knocked ..........."
Batgirl's cheeks were going red again as she realised how she must look. Having thrown aside the sheets, she was sitting up against her bed-rest, but all the wriggling around that she'd been doing had ruffled up her hospital gown so that it was now crumpled up across the top of her thighs. The Doctor was staring at her long, bare legs as he dried up and then she almost died as she realised that he might be able to see her pussy peeping out from under the blue material. She'd not had chance to replace the pair of black panties that Arturos5 had shredded in the washroom and there now seemed to be a good chance that the other alien in her life was staring at her most prized possession!
She quickly dropped a hand and dragged at the hem, but the gown was trapped under her, and didn't shift much, the movement just emphasizing to him what she'd desperately been trying to hide ..... the dark, inviting line of her slit!
With what seemed like a major effort, he dragged his eyes up to meet Batgirl's, and then completed his journey to her bedside. "I'm err so pleased that you're up and about Batgirl, sorry Barbara," he corrected himself as he reached her, "there are some things that I really need to discuss with you. May I?"
