Batman in the Harem 4 (Patreon)

Batman (to himself): The material, won't let me move, won't let me talk. Must be sending me to their base location in the Middle East. But why bring me closer to their base of operations? They must be confident they can hold me. She said I'd be changed when we reach the destination. The material is calming and...comfortable. Seems to be nourishing me somehow. No need to eat, drink or...excrete. What is their plan?