Cat in a cage: chapter 3: the cat unchained

Batman to the rescue!

Catwoman rolled over in her crib, the diaper crinkling loudly as she did so. She growled through her pacifier muzzle, opening her eyes as she lay in the caged crib and looked around the warehouse where she was held hostage.

"Mmpphh." She moaned through her muzzle as she sat, the gigantic diaper feeling uncomfortable on her body as she felt the waste she had expelled during the night.

The warehouse was dark but for a few sunlamps and a beam of light coming from the sunroof. Poison Ivy was asleep on a giant flower a few feet away, naked and glowing. Catwoman struggled against the crib, trying hard to break the wooden bars holding her inside.

"Oh, I'll be up in a minute." Poison Ivy said as she rolled over on the flower, which slowly unwrapped it's petals from her nude form. "Don't be such a-well, I guess that point is moot, isn't it little baby kitty?"

She stood up and stretched, her large firm breasts standing upright. Catwoman watched from her crib/cage as Poison Ivy walked towards her and reached into the bars, patting the huge, padded diaper she wore.

"Does my baby need to be changed?" Ivy asked as she cooed at Catwoman and opened the crib. "Say 'mommy' and I'll change you."

Catwoman couldn't stand this humiliation. However, she also didn't want to wallow in her own filth for however long Ivy would let her. She looked at her through the bars as her captor removed her pacifier.

"Mommy…please change me." She said, hanging her head when she realized she had no other choice.

The vines wrapped Catwoman's arms and legs into 'chicken-wing' positions so as to render them useless, immobilizing her as she was laid out on a large wooden changing table covered in a plastic mat and held in place by tree roots. The muzzle was replaced, silencing Selina totally.

"Okay little baby, you made some wee-wee or doo-doo?" Ivy said as she undid Catwoman's soggy diaper full of her own filth, smirking at her humiliation.

She pulled off the diaper and tossed it into a garbage heap inside a large crate where she had tossed the other diapers Catwoman had used during the last couple days, leaving her naked and immobilized. Ivy then wiped Selina down with a moist leaf and wiped her down with some foul-smelling medicine. The naked woman beneath her struggled and wrinkled her nose at stench as she was made clean once again. Ivy then placed a fresh diaper back on her captive, the infantile feeling hitting Catwoman once again as she looked around the room and saw her costume on the mannequin again.

"Oh, you want your big-girl clothes on, don't you?" Ivy cooed as she kissed Catwoman full on the lips, making her turn away in disgust. "You want to wear this?"

Ivy walked over to the mannequin and removed the costume, fondling it with her sharp fingernails and pressing it against Selina's face mockingly.

"You want to feel the sweat you produced on your skin like you now feel your waste in that diaper?" Ivy said as she giggled. "Too bad, baby girl."

She walked behind a large stack of crates as Catwoman heard the sound of zippers being pulled and clothing rustling, followed by a satisfied hum. Selina lay spread-eagled on the changing table in her humongous, padded diaper, turning her head to see where Ivy was now. The woman's silhouette appeared in the darkness behind the crates, a zipper sounding as she walked into view.

"Because mommy thinks that your big-girl clothes fit her so much better." Ivy said as she walked out wearing Catwoman's latex catsuit, zipping it up all the way. "What does my baby think?"

Selina growled furiously into the muzzle as she struggled against the bonds on the table, her diaper crinkling loudly with every movement of her hips. The nerve of this woman, to wear her clothing after treating her like an infant…! She struggled as Ivy teasingly slid a long string of diamonds into her cleavage, which was about a cup size too big for her catsuit and practically spilling out of the mostly-unzipped top.

"You think mommy looks good in your cute little playsuit?" Ivy asked as she stroked Selina's face, kissing her and making her wince. "Or should mommy wear her old dress for you after she's sweated in this one?"

"I think both of you need some serious mental help, but that's beyond me." Said an all-too-familiar voice as both women turned to the source of the voice.

An open window was all they saw, with a dark shape disappearing into the shadows in total silence.

"So, the caped crusader shows up at last." Poison Ivy said as her plants all started slowly advancing towards where the shape had vanished. "The gallant dark knight to rescue the damsel in distress? So cliché."

"You're wrong about the 'rescuing' bit, you're both heading to Arkham." Batman's voice said as Catwoman turned around on the changing table, her diaper crinkling. "And if I have to take you both there naked, I will."

"Ooh, I guess you do know how to have fun." Poison Ivy said as she climbed the wall of the warehouse in Catwoman's costume, pulling out her bullwhip. "Come out then, and get her. But I'd hurry."

She snapped her fingers as the plants holding Selina to the changing table started pulling her arms and legs, slowly stretching them as the diaper-clad woman panicked.

"She's dealing with some stretching circumstances."

Batman disappeared into the darkness as Ivy climbed the walls, disappearing from Catwoman's line of sight as the vines continued pulling at her arms and legs. She moaned into her muzzle as her limbs were being tugged out of their sockets.

"Mmpphh!" Catwoman moaned as her diaper crinkled louder than before, her arms feeling numb. "Mmpphh! Urrgh!"

She moaned in pain as she felt her shoulders and hips being wrenched out of their sockets by the strong vines, almost dislocating them as they were stretched with popping noises. Selina felt like she was in total pain, and closed her eyes, waiting for the sickening CRUNCH that would mean her limbs had been ripped from her body…

CRUNCH!

Catwoman screwed her eyes shut tight, blocking all vision so she couldn't see what happened. Suddenly, she came to her senses and realized she had not been decapitated, and was instead laying on the table with four severed vines writhing in pain wrapped around her limbs. Selina quickly jumped to her feet and ripped the muzzle from her mouth, back flipping through the air in her diaper and landing on her bare feet. Batman had thrown several batarangs that sliced through the thick vines with acid tubes and razor blades, leaving writhing tendrils smoking and dissolving slowly.

"Took you long enough." Catwoman said as she stood up, flushing dark red at Batman seeing the large, padded diaper she was wearing.

Batman looked at her, then at Poison Ivy, who was still wearing her bodysuit as she climbed the walls and disappeared.

"Do I want to know?" I asked, in his usual flat tone.

"No, not really." Catwoman said as she jumped up from the table.

She grabbed the pair of claws she had been carrying from the table, which Ivy hadn't bothered to put on, and jumped onto one of the walls in the warehouse, climbing quickly as her firm breasts hung straight out from her chest.

"Take care of her little pets, I'll take her myself."

Batman continued hurling batarangs and acid bombs at the plants as Catwoman climbed up the side of the wall, the gigantic diaper she had been forced to wear crinkling loudly. She jumped off at the only place Ivy could have left at, a large scaffold used for holding crates of food.

"Okay Ivy, now I'm just damn mad." Catwoman hissed as she looked around the scaffold, searching for any sign of her adversary. "Now, are you ready to be my bitch?"

She flexed her claws and slashed through the huge padded garment, hurling away the shreds that were all that remained of the disgusting garment of shame. She jumped up and stood naked upon the scaffold as the sounds of metal clanking died out and left her in silence. Catwoman stalked around the scaffold on bare feet and in bare skin, her Amazonian body glistening from sweat in the dim light.

"Okay, Ivy! Get out here and fight like a woman!" she growled as she walked naked onto a large platform used for holding crates, standing proud in nothing but her flesh.

"If you insist." Ivy's voice said behind her as Catwoman turned around, catching sight of her enemy just before she kicked her in the midsection.

Catwoman flipped backwards and just barely caught her balance on the scaffolding, balancing on the beam as Poison Ivy ran forwards and attacked, thorns appearing from her fingers like claws. Catwoman flexed her own claws and parried several blows from Ivy, her nudity making herself feel more vulnerable.

"Getting scared, 'baby kitty'?" Poison Ivy cooed, smirking as she parried another blow with her thorn 'claws'. "I think somebody needs a spanking."

Catwoman jumped up and grabbed a large hook and winch hanging from the ceiling, swinging on it and hitting Ivy like a wrecking ball.

"And it's you, you green-skinned bitch!" she screamed as she swung her fist, connecting with Poison Ivy's jaw as the vinyl-clad woman gasped, the air leaving her powerful lungs. "You deserve this for all the fucking humiliation you heaped on me!"

Catwoman kicked Ivy in the gut as she struggled to breathe, grabbing the naked woman's hands and hurling her over her head. Catwoman back-flipped off of the wall and kicked Poison Ivy in the back, making a cracking noise sound from the woman as she was knocked to the ground.

"That…HURT!" Ivy screamed as she slashed at Catwoman with her claws, slashing her midriff and grabbing her ankle. "When I'm done with you, you're going to be living in a filthy litter box!"

Catwoman leaped into the air, but was pulled back down by Ivy, who then slipped off of the metal scaffold and fell through the air, screaming and flailing before she landed with a dull FOOMP in a large crate full of something sandy. Selina grabbed onto a long chain and swung down, somersaulting onto a pile of boxes and carefully leaping to the ground, landing on her feet and looking around herself before she finally caught sight of Ivy.

"Well, isn't that ironic." She hissed as she grabbed her bullwhip, which had fallen from Ivy's hands earlier. "Serves you right, bitch!"

Poison Ivy gasped and gagged as she spat out chunks of cat litter from the gigantic crate she had landed in, gasping as she lay there in the filth.

"And I think you've got something that belongs to me, 'Mommy'." Catwoman said as she kicked Ivy in the head, making her drop on her side.

She unzipped the vinyl catsuit, peeling it off of Ivy in one quick movement of her hands and quickly stepping back into the familiar garment as Ivy sat dazed, relishing the feeling of skintight vinyl on her body once again.

"Please…don't…" Ivy begged as she coughed, the litter choking her. "…can't grow…anything…in here…"

"I know." Catwoman growled as she grabbed the naked green woman with one hand, holding her up with one muscular hand. "But don't worry baby…"

She quickly pulled Ivy close, the naked green woman gasping for air as she pressed her lips against her ear.

"…mommy will make it all better." Catwoman whispered as she threw Ivy backwards, making her stumble just before she pulled out her bullwhip and cracked it against Ivy's bare breasts with a CRACK! "That was for kidnapping me!"

CRACK!

"And that's for keeping me in a cage!"

CRACK!

"And that was for making me wear those fucking diapers!"

CRACK!

"That was for the stupid high chair and the changing table!"

CRACK!

"And that was just for good measure, you fucking whore!"

Catwoman kicked Ivy off of the huge crate, sending her hurtling towards her target headfirst.

"No, not there! Not-!"

SQUELCH!

Catwoman backflipped and somersaulted off the crate and onto the edge of the huge box of filthy diapers she had produced over the course of the last couple of days, disappearing into the sea of filth contained within plastic and cloth.

"Well, isn't that ironic." She said as she carved a large hole in the side of the crate, reaching inside and yanking a naked, scarred and filthy Poison Ivy out with one hand. "Time for your spanking, bitch!"

Catwoman slashed Ivy with her claws again and again, carving up her face as she growled.

"Take this! And this! And-!"

"Stop."

Catwoman felt a firm hand grab hers as Batman showed up behind her, holding her hands back and walking over to Ivy as she writhed in pain and disgust. He tossed a handful of little spherical devices around Ivy and turned to walk away.

"What the hell are those supposed to be?" Ivy asked through coughs as she grabbed one of them with a vine.

Suddenly, the sphere exploded in the vine, coating it with a silvery sheen as the others went off in succession, coating Ivy and everything around her in a silvery dye-like substance. The plants froze in place and Ivy screamed, frantically scratching at her skin.

"A combination of arsenic, mercury and selenium, with a little chlorine thrown in." Batman said as he walked up to Catwoman. "You touch that and it'll cover you with a poisonous substance that'll deaden your ability to grow anything."

Ivy screamed as her plants started to crumble before her eyes, quickly standing stock still.

"And don't try to grow anything to climb out of here, I've rigged up similar bombs at every exit and entrance to this place with a much stronger mixture inside of them. It's harmless to most humans, so the GCPD can get in here easily, but if you even try, you'll be paralyzed."

Ivy growled as she stood there, hands folded over her chest in anger. Batman stood there as police sirens started sounding outside the warehouse.

"That's our cue to exit, Bats." Catwoman said as she started for the window.

"Not so fast." Batman said as he grabbed her wrists. "You're as much a criminal as she is."

"Oh come on Batman, what do you even have me on?" Catwoman asked with a smirk. "The diamond wasn't stolen by me, the warehouse isn't really owned by anyone since it was just a front for Ivy, and if anything, she's the one who should be locked up since she kidnapped and molested me. I was just released from prison a few months ago anyway."

Batman stared at Catwoman with his usual stoic stare, thinking for a minute. He was clearly clenching his teeth, and Catwoman inwardly smirked at how she could so easily gauge men's needs, even one such as Batman.

"Just stay out of trouble. And I wouldn't recommend going anywhere else tonight." He said as red and blue lights flashed outside the warehouse.

"THIS IS THE GCPD!" a voice yelled through a megaphone. "EITHER COME OUT RIGHT NOW, OR WE'LL COME IN WITH GUNS DRAWN!"

"Catch you next time, tall, dark and handsome." Catwoman purred as she turned around and strutted towards the exit, swaying her hips seductively before she slipped into the shadows.

She scaled the wall and climbed out the window she had snuck in by, sneaking out of the warehouse and running across the rooftop before jumping off of the roof and sliding down a clothesline that led to one of the apartment buildings nearby. Catwoman felt a certain thrill at escaping Ivy, even if it was due to Batman's interference. She never wanted to see another diaper as long as she lived, though. She jumped in the window to her apartment and rolled to a stop, jumping to her feet and stretching as her cats surrounded her, mewing.

"Well my little ones, a rather disappointing night out, I'd say." Catwoman said as she unzipped her costume, peeling off the bodysuit and tossing it over her shoulder, making a mental note to clean it later. "Your mother got caught and doubtless, her exploits have made over a million hits on the internet."

She grimaced as she sat down at her computer, considering for a moment whether or not Ivy had been lying. She typed in the search engine 'Catwoman captured diaper humiliation' and waited for the results to boot up. She grimaced when she saw the exact video Ivy had shot, in all its disgusting glory, posted to every live porn site on the web. However, according to the comments, almost nobody except a few dozen horny idiots actually thought it was really her. And even if they did, nobody would be able to prove it.

"Well, at least I have that." Catwoman said as she stretched out and yawned, relaxing for the first time in over a day and a half.

She walked into the shower and turned on the steaming hot water as she turned on the radio, hearing the static crackle as she started soaping up her filthy skin.

"…and in other news, the metahuman known as Poison Ivy has been apprehended today by the Batman! Apparently, the botanical criminal had kidnapped famed jewel thief Catwoman and kept her in a stolen warehouse whose owner has just been treated for psychoactive drugs inside of her lipstick. Catwoman is now at large, and Poison Ivy is looking at a long time in Arkham for the time being!"

Catwoman smirked to herself as she soaped up her body, starting to shave her legs as one of her cats jumped onto the countertop and meowed.

"Okay, here you go." Catwoman said as she stepped out of the shower, turning off the water and quickly laying out bowls for all of her cats. "Sorry, but mommy's been gone for a while."

The cats surrounded her as she kissed them before handing out cat food for everyone, climbing back into the tub and leaning back before continuing to shave her legs. She had been kidnapped, molested, humiliated, and all-around used by that bitch. She had been brought lower than she had ever been brought in her entire life. And yet…somehow she couldn't help but think she came out on top of this particular incident.

"Wouldn't you agree, handsome?" Selina asked as she reached into her crumpled costume and pulled out the string of diamonds that had been left in the bust area by Poison Ivy. "Yes, I thought you'd say that."

She kissed the diamonds and put them around her neck, laughing to herself as she lay back in the tub, naked and proud to be free. Selina reached for the soap and scrubbed herself, the diamonds glistening in the dim light. She laughed to herself as she lay down in the tub, clean, free and rich once again. She would have to pawn the diamonds soon, but in this part of town, that was easy enough. She was free.

Never again would she be a cat in a cage.

The end.

God, it is so cathartic writing about putting other women in those damn giant diapers! The bondage aspect is just my own personal twist, though. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got a lovely lady wearing a Catwoman costume (and nothing else) waiting for me in a nice warm bed. Please review!