This choice: She woke up in the morning. • Go Back... Dick woke up to an unpleasant feeling in the morning. Her back, chest and arms hurt. "Ow," she peeped as she kept trying to move her arms. She looked down and realized that she fell asleep with her sports bra still on. After a very painful effort to remove it, she moved to the bathroom and filled the tub with hot water, where she let the pain soak away for an hour. She didn't want to leave, she felt comfortable, natural, and safe here, like she was in a womb. Then she remembered that she now possessed a womb. This thought stirred her from her relaxed state, and she got out of the tub. Wrapping a towel around herself, she walked back to her dresser, where she realized that all of her clothes no longer fit her. Throwing on a oversize t-shirt and some briefs, she walked down to the kitchen, where Alfred was making oatmeal.
"Good morning, master Dick. Breakfast will be provided shortly."
"Thanks Alfred," she said, trying hard not to make eye contact with him.
"What's the matter sir? Lady troubles?"
"I woke up wearing a bra, I was in pain for like half an hour. None of my clothes fit me, and I don't feel like myself."
Alfred stayed quiet until the oatmeal was finished. "Well master Dick, I suppose we could travel to the city and pick up an outfit or two which you would find more comfortable to wear."
"Are you sure that's wise?"
"You being grouchy and sore on top of being a woman does no one here any good."
After breakfast, the two entered the secret passage, accessed behind a clock, to enter the Batcave. "Master Bruce always keeps a few extra disguises in here," Alfred said, as he pulled out a giant chest that was hidden under the stairs. The chest opened, and a mirror was on the inside of the lid, along with dozens of wigs, coats, and clothes of all shapes and sizes.
"Hey, there are black spandex pants in here," Dick said.
"As well as a tank top, and a long-haired wig matching your color."
Dick tried on the wig, and it really did look like she had been growing out her hair for months. "Alfred, look away."
"Yes mam," Alfred said as he turned his back to her and covered his own eyes. After a minute, she said, "Okay, you can look now."
Alfred turned towards Dick and saw a girl with long jet black hair, wearing spandex, and a tank top two sizes too large for her, showing more than a liberal amount of cleavage.
"Sir, your boxers are on the ground," Alfred said.
"They made the spandex look all crunchy," she said.
Alfred knew that new clothes needed to be found soon, the combination of pieces were most unflattering, and if she moved around two much, soon a camel toe would start to show.
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