Quickly arriving in Gotham City in only a matter of minutes, Kara entered Arkham, and planted the box in Harley's cell while she slept. Giving Harley a quick nudge to wake her up, Supergirl fled before anyone noticed her. Waking up, groggily Harley looked to her side and noticed the small wrapped box next to her. It had been three years since Joker had died, and she was finally starting to get over him. She was enjoying the life of being a mastermind instead of a henchwoman, though she did miss her puddin'.
"Huh? What's dat?" she asked herself. Opening it up she was greeted by the bright glow of the Pink Lantern ring inside. The glow, began to infect her as it had the others before her, as the light of the ring called to her. Reaching for it, curious, Harley slid it onto her finger. Letting out a sensual moan, Harley's prison jumpsuit began to change.
The pants became a pair of leather tights, black on the left and red on the right, much like her usual costume. The top turned into a leather bodice. It, much like her tights was red and black. The front covered black, with red lace and left an impressive amount of cleavage on display. The back of the bodice was nothing more than a few red straps tying it in place, keeping most of her back on display. Leather boots appeared on her feet. The right one black, and the left one red, both with 7-inch metal heels. A long, pink whip appeared in her hands as her transformation was nearly complete, as a tattoo of the Pink Lantern emblem appeared on her left shoulder. Harley let out a chuckle. She was still as crazy and insane as ever, but now, a more cruel side was what she wanted to show off. A dominatrix! Noticing the bars of her cell had been ripped open, she walked out, cracking her whip, ready to spread the light of the Pink Lanterns, who had been so generous to let her join them!
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It was the middle of the night, but Barbara Gordon was at her computer, looking over her old pictures of fighting crime as Batgirl. How she missed those days, when she heard a knock on the door. Rolling her wheelchair over, she opened it, and to her surprise Supergirl was there.
"Hey, Babs." she said, trying desperately to sound like her former self.
"Oh, hey Kara. What brings you here?"
"Just passing through and, like, thought you might like to see what I found." she said, pulling out one of the rings.
"A ring? Looks a bit like.....a.....Lantern one....." She began to speak, as the ring began to work it's effects on her. While her intellect would have normally made things much harder, her years of missing out of sexual activities had left her already existing lust rather high, making her an easy victim.
"You want it, don'tcha?" Kara asked starting to slip into her Lantern self.
Barbara nodded, too mesmerized and too horny to reply with anything else.
Supergirl squealed, as she slid it onto her friend's finger. "Like, welcome my dear friend. I, like, now pronounce you a member of the Pink Lanterns!"
Oracle screamed in pain, as the ring fixed her broken body. It took a minute, but her back was healed. Better than ever even! But that was only the start........