Museum Phantom: A Batgirl Misadventure
Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2017 6:29 pm
Disclaimer: The following story contains rape fantasy themes, the writer provides this for kink purposes only and in no way condones abuse or violence towards woman.
This story is a work in progress, something I started but haven't yet finished. I've never posted my writing online, so this is going to be a new experience for me. *Cringes* Please be gentle with your criticism lol
The Batgirl depicted in this story is based on ex Spoiler, Stephanie Brown.
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Jumping down through a broken window Batgirl scanned the museum as the alarm bellowed over head. One the floor laid the prone unconscious forms of the two on duty security guards . Whatever had hit them had done so quickly as neither of their weapons were drawn. Gripping her staff tightly Stephanie proceeded further in to the museum, scanning the exhibits her eyes she noticed nothing seemed to have been touched. Above her head the burglar alarm suddenly fell silent.
'Odd, the alarm should have stayed on until the GCPD had arrived, unless whoever had broken in had somehow deactivated the alarms.' She thought, tightening her grip on her weapon. However it raised another question, did that mean the GCPD were even coming? Stephanie had little time to ponder the question as a noise caught her attention in the distance. Straining her ears she heard nothing else but silence, her assailant was proving quite apt at keeping hidden. Walking between the tall glass display that filled the main lobby, Stephanie realised she'd have to visit the museum properly some day. seeing more of Gotham running around as Batgirl then she did in her day life as Stephanie Brown. Glancing at some of the objects on display she imagined it was probably a nice place, apart from when it was being robbed. Hearing glass shattering in the distance Batgirl broke in to a jog, her purple cape fluttering behind her. Reaching the far end of the lobby Batgirl stopped at the base of an Egyptian exhibit, the glass fascia of the cabinet was smashed with the glass scattered all across the polished marble floor.
“Ouch” Yelp Stephanie feeling a stinging pain suddenly in her right shoulder. Glancing down she was startled to see reddened skin peaking out from a small tear in her suit. Rubbing it with her gloved hand, Batgirls eyes darted around confused at how she had managed to snag her suit without noticing and what on for that matter.
Wincing she cried out again this time reaching for her left thigh “Aah” she yelp.
Looking down she saw her suit had split open half way up her thigh, the skin beneath was red and sore. Watching Batgirl saw something land on the ground beside her boot, leaning down she picked it up. Bringing it closer to her face Stephanie turned it slowly in the light, it was small piece of pointed rubber no more then an inch long. As recognition dawned on her face, Stephanie reached up to the top of her cowl, discovering one of her bat ears was missing its end. Was someone toying with her somehow? Managing to slice her suit and cowl without her seeing them? Turning around Batgirl flexed her muscles preparing to do battle, clenching her staff tightly in her hands she announced.
“Who ever is out there, show yourself!” Trying to sound as confidant as she could, Batgirl was unprepared for what happened next.
Suddenly jerking free of her grip, her staff flew across the lobby floor clattering over the polished marble. Hearing two metallic clicks Stephanie looked down in stunned silence as her yellow thigh bag and utility belt fell to the floor around her feet. Snapping out of her stupor, she reached down to retrieve her lost gear but barely inches from her fingers both suddenly skidded across the floor beyond her reach. Whoever had unfastened them clearly had no intention of letting her have them back.
“I'm warning you, your only making things worsssss.” Before she could finish Steph heard something rip, followed by the sudden feeling of cold air down her left side. Lifting her arm she gasped, seeing the side of her suit had split, the black and purple halves split down from her arm pit to the top of her boot. As the fabric popped open the young heroine blushed red, her bare flesh revealed along with her sports bra and panties. Struggling to hold her batsuit together, Stephanie tried to regain her composure pulling the loose fabric back over her breast.
“Stop it damn you!” She demanding, though sounding more like a plea..
Unmoved by the superheroines pleas the assault continued with her boots, Steph watched in horror as her boots were unzipped, peeling themselves down her calves exposing white heart patterned socks pulled over the legs of her suit.
This story is a work in progress, something I started but haven't yet finished. I've never posted my writing online, so this is going to be a new experience for me. *Cringes* Please be gentle with your criticism lol
The Batgirl depicted in this story is based on ex Spoiler, Stephanie Brown.
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Jumping down through a broken window Batgirl scanned the museum as the alarm bellowed over head. One the floor laid the prone unconscious forms of the two on duty security guards . Whatever had hit them had done so quickly as neither of their weapons were drawn. Gripping her staff tightly Stephanie proceeded further in to the museum, scanning the exhibits her eyes she noticed nothing seemed to have been touched. Above her head the burglar alarm suddenly fell silent.
'Odd, the alarm should have stayed on until the GCPD had arrived, unless whoever had broken in had somehow deactivated the alarms.' She thought, tightening her grip on her weapon. However it raised another question, did that mean the GCPD were even coming? Stephanie had little time to ponder the question as a noise caught her attention in the distance. Straining her ears she heard nothing else but silence, her assailant was proving quite apt at keeping hidden. Walking between the tall glass display that filled the main lobby, Stephanie realised she'd have to visit the museum properly some day. seeing more of Gotham running around as Batgirl then she did in her day life as Stephanie Brown. Glancing at some of the objects on display she imagined it was probably a nice place, apart from when it was being robbed. Hearing glass shattering in the distance Batgirl broke in to a jog, her purple cape fluttering behind her. Reaching the far end of the lobby Batgirl stopped at the base of an Egyptian exhibit, the glass fascia of the cabinet was smashed with the glass scattered all across the polished marble floor.
“Ouch” Yelp Stephanie feeling a stinging pain suddenly in her right shoulder. Glancing down she was startled to see reddened skin peaking out from a small tear in her suit. Rubbing it with her gloved hand, Batgirls eyes darted around confused at how she had managed to snag her suit without noticing and what on for that matter.
Wincing she cried out again this time reaching for her left thigh “Aah” she yelp.
Looking down she saw her suit had split open half way up her thigh, the skin beneath was red and sore. Watching Batgirl saw something land on the ground beside her boot, leaning down she picked it up. Bringing it closer to her face Stephanie turned it slowly in the light, it was small piece of pointed rubber no more then an inch long. As recognition dawned on her face, Stephanie reached up to the top of her cowl, discovering one of her bat ears was missing its end. Was someone toying with her somehow? Managing to slice her suit and cowl without her seeing them? Turning around Batgirl flexed her muscles preparing to do battle, clenching her staff tightly in her hands she announced.
“Who ever is out there, show yourself!” Trying to sound as confidant as she could, Batgirl was unprepared for what happened next.
Suddenly jerking free of her grip, her staff flew across the lobby floor clattering over the polished marble. Hearing two metallic clicks Stephanie looked down in stunned silence as her yellow thigh bag and utility belt fell to the floor around her feet. Snapping out of her stupor, she reached down to retrieve her lost gear but barely inches from her fingers both suddenly skidded across the floor beyond her reach. Whoever had unfastened them clearly had no intention of letting her have them back.
“I'm warning you, your only making things worsssss.” Before she could finish Steph heard something rip, followed by the sudden feeling of cold air down her left side. Lifting her arm she gasped, seeing the side of her suit had split, the black and purple halves split down from her arm pit to the top of her boot. As the fabric popped open the young heroine blushed red, her bare flesh revealed along with her sports bra and panties. Struggling to hold her batsuit together, Stephanie tried to regain her composure pulling the loose fabric back over her breast.
“Stop it damn you!” She demanding, though sounding more like a plea..
Unmoved by the superheroines pleas the assault continued with her boots, Steph watched in horror as her boots were unzipped, peeling themselves down her calves exposing white heart patterned socks pulled over the legs of her suit.
