Batman
Steve Zink's stories dealing mainly with Batman and Robin, or a Gotham City supervillain or in which they are predominant.
Batgirl and Harley: Things Change
The following story contains characters owned by DC Comics/Warner Bros. It is written as a fanfic parody story not intended to make any use of actual story lines in published books. The story is purely for fun, with no profit to be made by the authors.
Normally grinning to rival Joker's maniacal face, Harley Quinn looked morose. After the heist they pulled got busted by Batgirl, Harley snuck away to her hidden car, while Batgirl turned Joker over to the GCPD. 'Oh fine, here I am, a poor little Harlequin, all dressed up and nobody to play with,' Harley mused. 'That damned Batgirl had to go and get my poor Puddin¹ all locked up and put away.'
"Thank you, officer," Batgirl said as she handed over the Batcuff keys. "Now, if you¹ll excuse me, it has been a long night, and I'm planning on getting to bed." The Dominoed Dare Doll moved to her battered Batcycle, and finally got it to start after a few tries. "Blast Joker for nearly destroying it," she screamed out loud in frustration. She started off for home, going slow and having to restart the motorcycle every once in a while.
Harley watched Batgirl from the shadows as her troubles mounted, and giggled to herself as she started to follow in her own personal "Harleymobile". Joker had rigged up this two-tone red and white Torino with devices that would have made James Bond green with envy, and hid an engine and transmission under the hood that would enable her to evade almost any interceptor. "Hee, hee...I guess that sugar I put in her gas tank must be slowing Batgirl down. I never guessed it would be this easy to follow her. I might have to watch myself, and make sure I don't get ahead of her at the rate she's going!"
The Bat Files - The Cat Files
The following story contains characters owned by DC Comics/Warner Bros. It is written as a fanfic parody story not intended to make any use of actual story lines in published books. The story is purely for fun, with no profit to be made by the authors.
The first half of this story was written by Catwoman afficianado Al Tootikian, who at the time and at least until mid-2001 had a fantastic website devoted to Selina Kyle, DC's Catwoman. He covered all of the media, with a great collection of photos and artwork, and also his collection of fanfic stories written by himself and a few others. I wrote the second part of this story after reading the first part. I'd originally intended to leave this as an open-ended story, but it really does need to be continued.
The Bat-Files
by Al Tootikian
with an adaptation by Steve Zink
Chapter 1 - Going Bump In The Night
Two men were running down a dark alley, chuckling to themselves.
"That was easy!" one said. "She didn't even put up a struggle!"
The other held up a purse, obviously not belonging to him.
"Yeah," he replied. "A piece of..."
His reply was rudely interrupted by the sudden appearance of a caped apparition, looming in front of them. The figure towered above them, just standing there. The figure easily picked up the two thugs and held them out at arm's length.
"Who are you?" one asked hesitantly.
"I'm Batman!"
On the other side of town, in another dark alley, a woman was being mugged by yet another hoodlum.
"Help! Batman!"
A shadowy figure appeared out of the darkness, but the silhouette was definitely female in form. A few swift kicks brought the assailant to his knees. She turned to the victim.
"You make it so easy, don't you?" the figure hissed. "Always waiting for some Batman to save you!"
She turned back to the unconscious attacker. With two fast strokes, her claws turned the mugger's face into a grisly tic-tac-toe board.
"I am Catwoman! Hear me roar!"
Batgirl - Who Me? (Crossdressing Version)
The following story contains characters owned by DC Comics/Warner Bros. It is written as a fanfic parody story not intended to make any use of actual story lines in published books. The story is purely for fun, with no profit to be made by the author.
Characters in this story are loosely based upon the Batman Adventures animated show, since in the comics, Batman, Robin, Batgirl and Nightwing do not appear or work together. Consider it a sort of Elseworlds-type story, not really set in any of the normal Bat realms. My imagination does not necessarily work within the usual DC Comics realm.
Ever since donning the mantle of the bat a couple of years earlier, to take Batman's place at a rally in support of her arrested father, Police Commissioner James Gordon, Barbara had walked a tightrope in keeping him from finding out her alter ego. The prematurely grey detective was cleared of the charges and brought back into action, which he relished. James Gordon may have been in his mid-forties, but he had the physique of a fit twenty-year old. He lived for the action of working the streets with his force.
Barbara Gordon was a petite redhead, with a body to die for. It gave her father great pleasure to see the way she had trained her body to be fit and well toned. Her actual physique had probably been inherited from her late mother, who'd died while Barbara was still a preschooler. The small frame with which Barbara was endowed was proportioned perfectly, with a tiny waist and nicely rounded hips.
It wasn't until she'd reached her junior year in high school that puberty struck Barbara hard, and it was at that time that her chest started to blossom to match the rest of her gorgeous body. By the time she'd become Batgirl, Barbara was blessed with a 40-22-36 figure, her bounteous breasts filling D cups. Her costume showed off her figure nicely.
Barbara and Tim Play a Game 1
The following story contains characters owned by DC Comics/Warner Bros. It is written as a fanfic parody story not intended to affect any use of actual story lines in published books. The story is purely for fun, with no profit to be made by the authors.
Batgirl and Robin were playing more dress up games.
In the course of one investigation, Batgirl had discovered a hidden laboratory under a supposedly abandoned warehouse. When she saw all the neat stuff tucked away there, ideas started popping into her mind.
Babs brought along all the foundation garments and clothing she wanted Tim to use that evening, and led them both to the lab. They both figured that a wig wouldn't be either worth it or necessary, so once Tim had the makeup on, Barbara dressed him up with a gaff to hold his tool, a corset to bring in his waist, and then a body briefer which would hold the breast forms. Tim pulled a couple of pairs of pantyhose on to hide the hair on his legs, then pulled on the silver latex dress she'd brought.
"From this latex, I presume we're going to get pretty kinky, Babs?" he asked her, as he slipped the matching shoes with four-inch heels over his feet. When he stood, SHE was a sexy looking slut with a butch haircut.
In the meantime, Babs had stripped completely other than the stiletto heeled black shoes on her feet. "From what I found in here the other day, Tim, we can have a really neat bondage game here. There is a table in the other room with attachment points along the edges. I brought some chain and handcuffs. Let's go try it!"
Batgirl - Who, Me? (Transformation Version)
The following story contains characters owned by DC Comics/Warner Bros. It is written as a fanfic parody story not intended to make any use of actual story lines in published books. The story is purely for fun, with no profit to be made by the author.
Characters in this story are loosely based upon the Batman Adventures animated show, since in the comics, Batman, Robin, Batgirl and Nightwing do not appear or work together. Consider it a sort of Elseworlds-type story, not really set in any of the normal Bat realms. My imagination does not necessarily work within the usual DC Comics realm.
Ever since donning the mantle of the bat a couple of years earlier, to take Batman's place at a rally in support of her arrested father, Police Commissioner James Gordon, Barbara had walked a tightrope in keeping him from finding out her alter ego. The prematurely grey detective was cleared of the charges and brought back into action, which he relished. James Gordon may have been in his mid-forties, but he had the physique of a fit twenty-year-old. He lived for the action of working the streets with his force.
Barbara Gordon was a petite redhead, with a body to die for. It gave her father great pleasure to see the way she had trained her body to be fit and well toned. Her actual physique had probably been inherited from her late mother, who'd died while Barbara was still a preschooler. The small frame with which Barbara was endowed was proportioned perfectly, with a tiny waist and nicely rounded hips.
It wasn't until she'd reached her junior year in high school that puberty struck Barbara hard, and it was at that time that her chest started to blossom to match the rest of her gorgeous body. By the time she'd become Batgirl, Barbara was blessed with a 40-22-36 figure, her bounteous breasts filling D cups. Her costume showed off her figure nicely.
