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Chapter #8

Another gadget of Fox's

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The Breast Augmenter was prototype of Wayne Enterprise's cosmetics department that had been trialled in the late 80s, mothballed for health reasons, and sat gathering dust until Fox dug it from the archives. It resembled a bulky, gun-metal box emblazoned with the WE logo with two large orbs on the front. It sat on the upper chest, and worked by injecting a special gel into the woman's chest to enhance her bust. The early gel had been the major health concern, leaking into the bloodstream and causing all sorts of problems, but together with Fox's help they'd helped smooth out the technical problems. It had sat in Bruce's armoury for nearly a year. He'd doubted that he'd ever need it, but he always liked to plan for anything.

He tugged off his shirt. After many years of being at the height of physical perfection, it was quite a shock to see his scrawny torso. Even after Bane broke his back and saw him laid up for months, he hadn't been reduced to such a weakened state. Fortunately it would only be 6 hours before he was returned to his normal self.

He set the device for DD-cups. He didn't like the thought of having breasts that big, but it would be better for his enemies attention to be focused on his chest and not his face - deception and theatricality, always keep your enemy distracted. The augmentor was heavy, and as he tried to lift it over his head he became suddenly aware how weak he was. The anti-Venom had sapped his strength, leaving his arms with all the muscle of a string bean. They shook trying to lift the thing from the table. It took Alfred's help to fit it.

The heavy metal device sealed tightly about his upper body, and he felt two sharp incisions just below his nipples and a tingling, spreading warmth in his chest as the gel was pumped inside. The skin tightened across his chest as his new breasts inflated gradually, swelling the fill the cups of the device, until his ample flesh was squeezed tight inside the cold metal confines of the device. He was grateful when Alfred unbuckled the device and lifted it over his head.

The old butler's face was a picture. Bruce's breasts jutted proudly from his chest, massive and globular. They looked fake, but that was no bad thing - there were few women in Penguin's employ who hadn't been augmented in a similar way. The taut skin felt tender to the touch and his areola had been stretched obscenely by the treatment, but it would all (hopefully) return to normal once he allowed the gel to drain back out, leaving him with nothing more than two small new scars to add to his collection.

"Remind me again why you never took this to market, sir," Alfred mumbled, looking rather red in the face, his white moustach twitching as his eyes fixated on his masters now addages.

Gingerly, Bruce hefted them in his hands. Already the heavy flesh ached for something to hold and lift them. He took a step, and the massive mammaries sloshed about, throwing him off balance. How on Earth did catwoman put up with these things - he'd never seen evidence that she used even a shred of support, yet she leaped and ran across the rooftops of Gotham on a nightly basis, while remaining as perky as ever.

He let go of them, letting their weight sag back against his torso and sending a twinge through his lower back. Reaching for the bottle of chemical depilatory, he kicked off his trousers and set to work slathering himself from head to foot in the stinging foam, being particularly generous about his stubbled jaw and bikini line. He rinsed himself clean in one of the freezing cold waterfalls that splashed down through the Batcave, and his body hair washed away with the foam, leaving his skin baby smooth and pink.

Tucking his now hairless member between his legs, he slipped the special panties up his bare legs. They flattened his manhood against the underside of his body and held it there. He wriggled into the corset.

"A little help here, Alfred." The butler stepped up behind him, grabbing the strings and giving them a tug. Bruce stifled the pain as the corset contracted about his sore ribs. "T-tighter." He was sure he heard a crack of bone as the unyielding corset tightened, but he said nothing, sucking down sips of air. Evidently his broken ribs had yet to heal completely.

"Finished, sir."

Bruce looked down. His waist had been pulled in, and his breasts spilled out over the top of the corset so that he displayed quite an hourglass figure. Satisfied with the effect, he worked his legs into the holes of the leotard, stretching the gaudy garment over his body. It was a snug fit, but he was relieved for the slight support it offered his bust. He fidgeted with the material until it lay flat over his crotch., then fluffed the cotton tail upon his ass. The buttocks, while pert, were rather lacking, though he hoped his chest would make up for that. The dark stockings glided up his bare skin to just above his knees, showing of his smooth, pale thighs.

He fastened a shoulder-length wig of straight, brunette hair over his closely-cropped, black hair, and positioned the bunny ears in his new locks. Finally he buttons the collar and cuffs about his slim wrists and delicate neck.

Batman did a little spin, showing off every inch of his feminized body. "How do I look, Alfred?"
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