Disclaimer: Batman (C) DC Comics

Batman Returns (C) Warner Bros.

Inspired by klugzilla & catwomanfetish

Selina Kyle returned to her apartment, traumatized, confused and broken. She flicked the light switch on to enlighten the room.

"Honey, I'm home," muttered Selina, her tone flat and distant. "Oh, I forgot, I'm not married..."

All her life, she was always shy, timid, weak and submissive. She had never questioned anyone or anything as a working secretary for Max Shreck, until one night, she discovered a secret which she shouldn't have looked into in the first place.

Curious like a cat, she looked into the document in her boss' office, she had found out he had planned to illegally monopolize Gotham City's supply of electricity. To protect himself, Max pushed Selina through his office window, and fell 7 stories onto the alley to her supposed death.

The real story behind it, was the fact that she had survived her fall, and was unconscious for a good few minutes, until a group of alley cats swarm around her, and suddenly regains consciousness. When Selina opened her eyes, she went back to her apartment, a changed woman.

There was Selina, chugging a carton of milk, the contents soaking her blouse, a message left from her answering machine, one from her nagging, overbearing mother, and another from an advertising agency, informing her about the perfume that's manufactured by Shreck's company.

It was that name, just one little mere mention of her boss' name that broke the last chains of her sanity and went on a rampage, destroying everything in her apartment.

She ripped her answering machine off, smashing it into pieces before she placed her stuffed dolls down the garbage disposal unit. She smashed up every mirror and picture frame in the room with a frying pan for she dropped it on the floor with a loud clang.

She grabbed a can of spray paint, spraying the pink wall black in a rather, messy fashion. She went into her cupboard, spraying a girly, pink t-shirt with black, ripping it down like it was trash. She scavenged through to find something in particular, a shiny, black, latex raincoat.

Selina felt her heart skip a beat as she looked at it with a new found feeling of lust. She took it into the next room, looked at the neon pink 'Hello There' sign, and knocked out the O and T as she walked by. She spray painted the little doll house, not long before smashing it into little pieces to clear space on her little desk to begin work on her raincoat.

She looked like a woman possessed while cutting and sewing the black fabric, as she began to think new ways to express her new, sinful persona. She took the metal wire, thimbles and sewing needles, making them into some sort of claws. She tried on a black, latex glove tightly around her slender hands and began to put something together.

Dawn was approaching by the time Selina had finished, she violently ripped her tattered blouse off, unsnapped her bra, kicked her shoes off to expose her elegant feet, and took her skirt and underwear off all at once, exposing her trim, nude figure. She looked at the neon pink lights that use to say 'Hello There', which she destroyed the two letterings to turn it into a 'Hell Here' sign.

She looked at the disgusting pink all around her, and the colour reflected her naive, innocent girl she once was. She shook her head to herself at the thought. No, the innocent little girl in her had died when Max shoved her through his window. When she felt this new personality that was in the darkest recesses of her mind that rose from the surface, she knew deep down there was no going back.

Half an hour later, Selina strutted into the main room of her apartment, fully dressed in her new shiny, sleek, black outfit. For the first time in her life, she felt wild, free, confident, powerful, and not to mention, horny as all hell. She honestly can't remember the last she felt this good, but the feeling of her latex suit, along with her new found confidence, she felt like she can do anything, and she was going to get what craved for so long, and that time is now.

"I don't know about you, Miss Kitty," she said in a dry, seductive, sultry tone. "But I feel... so much... fucking yummier..."

With a foreign, strange feeling within her, she squatted down with her hands above her knees, her latex suit creaked loudly as a result, traveling up her luscious hips, her tongue licking her lips in a very, hypnotizing alluring way when she felt up her breasts, her erect nipples showed against the latex. She ended up to a relaxed yoga stretch above her head as her new persona that she wanted to use from now on, and soon, Gotham will know her name, and she will make sure that they will remember her as a mystreious sleek woman who will take down Max Shreck, along with his power, his schemes, and she will let them know that she will take something he holds dear away from him as much as he took her innocence from her.

Soon, Gotham will know her by the name of Catwoman.

The next evening, Selina woke up to find herself lying naked on the floor of her trashed apartment. She had slept through the whole day, barely had any thoughts as to why she was lying nude on the floor, she seemed a little confused.

Laying beside her, was her shiny, latex outfit she had made the previous night. With some hesitation, Selina slowly got up from the floor, and like a woman possessed, she made her way to the bathroom to take a seemingly long shower.

She stepped into her bathtub under the shower, droplets of cold water running down her skin as she shivered at the contact. After standing in the cold, freezing shower for about a full minute, her hand acted on its own accord, slid its way slowly from the valley of her breasts, her flat stomach and found its target when she gently rubbed her damp pussy.

Selina hummed at the touch, somehow liking where it was going, proceeded to continue.

"Mmmmm..." moaned Selina dryly, a ghost of a grin hinted at her lips. "Oh baby... Why does it feel so good?"

She inserted two more fingers into her clit, rubbing it in circles. She pressed her back against the wall, sliding down to her knees slowly.

"Ooooh fuck..." sighed Selina, feeling her pleasure growing. "I want someone to fucking screw me... so fucking rough..."

She fiddled her clit frantically, and she felt a wave of pleasure coursing through her body, a sensation that she hadn't felt before, but oh... it felt so fucking good.

Selina screwed her eyes shut tight when she when her climax had reached its breaking point. She covered her mouth with her other hand, her muffled yells of ecstasy echoed through her bathroom.

"Mmmmm..." moaned Selina, her voice trailed at a deep, low sultry tone as she sucked her taste from her fingers, relishing it.

Without a second thought, she climbed herself out of her bathtub, not caring if she was still wet. Her wet blonde hair matted against her, she went to her suit that lay there the reminder of the night. Without hesitation, she grabbed it and put it on. Slinking into her catsuit, putting on her tight gloves and laced up her high heeled boots. She slipped her mask on before she went to a full length mirror to examine herself. She looked amazed when she eyed up her reflection, she hadn't even recognised herself, and she felt like a different person.

She smiled at her reflection, her hands guiding up her tight, petite body again.

"Mmmmm..." moaned Selina, licked her lips seductively. "I look fucking yummy..."

Selina heads out of her apartment using the fire escape and onto the roof to begin her first night on the prowl as Catwoman.