Catwoman repelled down from the skylight of the Gotham museum. She was in no rush. She gave Bruce some info about Mr Freeze’s new plot and could count on him being busy tonight. Then, with some help from one of the toys she snagged while delivering the info, she easily scrambled the alarms. She took her time and admired all the tempting historical treasures on display, she might come back for them later. For now she was set on her real prize. A client wanted to get their hands on some recently excavated relic from one of Greece's many island chains. She cut through the glass display with the diamond tipped claws of her gloves. The relic didn't seem too impressive. Old in a dirty way, bulky, the inscriptions on the sphere worn away to illegibility. Nestled in the back of the exhibit, the jewelry, intact amphora, coins, and weapons taking center stage. “Can't buy taste.” Catwoman smirked. She tossed the clay orb, getting a feel for it. It was heavier than it seemed. The heels of her boots clicked on the marble flooring, echoing through the empty building. She started to climb out when she heard the thud of a landing.
“Looks like Batman's hunch was right.” A feminine and stern voice said from behind. Wonder woman landed in the museum her arms crossed like a disappointed parent.
“Wonder Woman, what do I owe the pleasure?” Selina dropped the rope to turn and face Wonder Woman.
“Batman's following your lead, he asked me to keep an eye on you.” Wonder Woman replied. “We can make this easy, just hand over the relic and surrender peacefully.”
“Aww, where's the fun in that.” Catwoman smirked. Her eyes scanned the room. She knew she couldn't win this fight, but maybe she could buy time to get away. She tossed out a smoke bomb.
An audible sigh escaped the cloud, before Wonder Woman leapt out ready for a fight. Catwoman ducked the attack, and retaliated with a slash from her claws. The Amazonian princess reacted fast, sparks erupted from her bracers as they deflected the attack. Selina was too close; she needed distance, but before she could act a shoulder charge struck her hard and sent her back in the air. She flipped in the air, caught her balance, and landed in a crawl-like position. She skid backwards on her toes and hands. Her claws tore through the floor as she braced the momentum. She slid to a stop and fired her grapple hook, it took her into the air. It was a desperate attempt to get away. She felt her leg get snagged and was pulled down, the grapple slipped from her grip and she collided with the floor.
The relic slipped from her bag in the scuffle and a shattering sound punctuated it's fate. The orb was now little more than a scattered array of shards but something glimmered in the debris. A silver tiara, of similar design to Wonder Woman's, although this one had a black crescent moon as the central motif rather than a star.
“It's over Catwoman. “ The lasso of truth golden rope had ensnared Selina's leg. It glowed with a golden light.
Selina was transfixed by the tiara in the debris. The orb had been hiding the true treasure inside. She felt a pulse from the tiara calling out to her. She paid no attention to Wonder Woman in a rare defiance to her super powered lasso. She picked up the tiara, and a dark purple glow en eloped her. The glow spilled down the lasso over taking it's golden aura and causing immense pain in Wonder Woman's hands. She dropped the lasso and gazed at Catwoman who shared her surprise. Another pulse from tiara sent her doubling over in pain. Her body twisted and bulged, she could hear bones snap and felt her muscles tear. The cloth of her purple bodysuit began to tear. Her breasts expanded several cup sizes, her nipples piercing free of the now I'll fitting costume. Her frame expanded to give her an Amazonian physique. Her arms swelled, her muscles tore free from the leather elbow length gloves. Her raven black hair erupted out of her hood growing wild and long down to her ass. Where the bodysuit didn't rip it was pulled to its limit showing off the six pack abs and obliques as if it were body paint. Her pants were obliterated from the ass down. Her thighs grew strong enough to crush a skull. Her hands trembled and her emerald green eyes wildly darted over her body. “ What's happening to me?” Her voice was even more seductive and rich. The pain was gone and the transformation left her a seven foot giantess with a physique that out shadowed Wonder Woman in both musculature and femininity.
“That's… that tiara.” Wonder Woman looked on in disbelief. I thought they were a myth. A lost Amazonian tribe. Catwoman, that tiara is clearly a powerful relic, From a cursed tribe.” She extended a hand gently. “please Catwoman , this is bigger than some theft.”
“I was hired to steal it, I didn't know what was inside…” Catwoman responded still in shock from her transformation. “And all of that was just from holding it…”
“Don't!” Wonder Woman's words fell on deaf ears. Selina lifted the tiara, raising it to her head. Wonder Woman socked Catwoman in the jaw rocking the cat burglar. The tiara flew from her hands. Catwoman reacted to the attack and hit Wonder Woman in the stomach with a powerful uppercut. The Amazonian crumpled before Selina’s new might. She walked on the vulnerable heroine for a moment before remembering the tiara. Her breathing was heavy, she scanned the floor like a mad woman, and dashee to pick it back up. The panic dispersed as she lifted it from the ground, now back in control of her senses she looked down at Wonder Woman. It was nothing fatal or permanent, but she'd never seen the hero bruised and bloody. The sight of what she did made her freeze, finally she clipped the tiara to her belt and fled.
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