Robin-Girl (Act 11) (Patreon)

<Act 11>

Later in the night, Batgirl asked, “Should I take a shower and go to bed?”

“If you want. But don't take off your cowl. You would never forgive yourself if you knew her true identity.”

“I guess I could do that.”

“Don't forget to use cold cream to wash the makeup off your face. You don't want to break out do you?”

“No.”

Batman pulled down Batgirl's zipper and exited the Batcave.

Batgirl began disrobing with her gloves. It revealed manicured fingers underneath. She sat down and pulled off her boots. Her feet were painted the same color as her fingernails. She placed them by her bed. Under her boots, she was wearing knee-high stockings. She pulled them off her feet and put them in her boots. She grabbed her nightclothes with her as she proceeded to the bathroom. She put them on the hook over the door. Then she started to remove her Batgirl costume. She started with her cape. It was unfastened, folded, and put on the downed toilet seat cover.

Batgirl felt nervous. She was going to get naked and wash her body. Could she do it with her eyes closed the entire time? Batgirl promised herself that she wouldn't look at her body during the shower.

Batgirl pulled the zipper in the back down as low as it would go. Then she pulled her arms out of the sleeves and stepped out of the jumpsuit. She was wearing only her bra and panties. Batgirl folded the jumpsuit and placed it on top of the cape. The bra was a rigid t-shirt bra that gave her breasts definition in her costume. The cotton panties matched her bra in color and style.

Batgirl turned on the water in the shower and then closed her eyes. She got out of both the bra and panty. She felt around until she placed the lingerie on top of the rest of her outfit. Then held her hands out to feel for the curtain around the shower. Naked she slipped behind the curtain into the shower. The warm water hit her body. It felt good. She luxuriated in the feel of the water splashing against her naked body. It felt wonderful on her tired muscles.

Batgirl felt for the soap on the soap dish and rubbed it in her smooth hands generating a lather.

She really couldn't wash her face as she was still wearing the cowl, so she started with her neck. The soap felt wonderful on her smooth skin. Instead of moving to her breasts, she washed her arms and shoulders first. Batgirl didn't realize how much she needed a shower until now. It was alleviating all the tensions of the day. She was really starting to relax.

“Should I wash my, um, you know,” she asked herself

“Yes,” she replied, “I have to. But do it quickly.”

Batgirl tried not to touch her breasts with her hands, only the bar of soap she was holding. She felt a sensation she had never felt before. It was more tender than she could have ever thought possible. The bar of soap circled her breasts three times before she forced herself to move lower down her body. Her lower chest and upper stomach were next, then her waist and hips and butt.

Batgirl found that her butt was more cushiony than she expected.

Dick had dated a few girls but being a gentleman he didn't do much. He also didn't have much time, there was always a crisis due to his Robin duties that kept him busy most of the time.

Avoiding the 'obvious' area, Batgirl bent down to wash her thighs, knees, legs, and feet.

Batgirl took a moment to wonder if she should cleanse her most personal area but decided against it. She hoped she would never have to discuss this incident with Batgirl when they returned to normal.

Her eyes still closed; Batgirl turned off the shower. She reached for a towel. She wrapped it around herself and finally opened her eyes. She then dried herself off in the towel.

Getting dressed was easier than taking the shower. She fetched the fresh pair of panties and pulled them up her legs under the towel and into place. Then she closed her eyes and let the towel drop and pulled the nightgown into place. She didn't need a bra to sleep in. Finally, she slipped her arms into the robe.

Picking up the Batgirl costume she exited the bathroom.

Alfred was waiting for her. It startled Batgirl a bit.

“Give that to me, I'll wash it for the morning.”

“Thank you.”

“One more thing.”

“Yes.”

“Master Bruce told me to remind you to cleanse your face,” Alfred handed Batgirl an oval jar of cold cream and a hand towel. Batgirl had forgotten to remove the remnants of her makeup from her face.

Batgirl returned to the bathroom. She had to wait a short while for the mist to clear from the mirror. Then she stuck two fingers into the jar of thick white cold cream and smeared it on her face around her cowl. She washed it off with a moist hand cloth. It didn't take too much effort. It was much harder to put on the makeup than to clean it off, providing you had the proper tools.

Batgirl looked closely at her face. She still had her cowl on as well as her red wig. She tried to discern who her true identity was. She debated removing her cowl. “No, I made a promise,” Batgirl told herself.

Batgirl found herself alone when her face was cleansed of her makeup. As she gracefully traipsed towards her sleeping area, Batgirl became aware of the way her nightgown caressed her body.

During the day, Batgirl wore the formfitting jumpsuit which hugged her body tightly. It wasn't much different than Robin's costume. But now she was wearing an entirely different type of garment. Her nightgown and robe flowed across her body. It was soft and sheer. She hadn't worn anything like this before. No other apparel had ever babied her body before.

Batgirl luxuriated in the feel of the material against her skin. She twilled around letting it drape over her. She smoothed it with her hands enjoying the feel. She hadn't taken notice of the huge smile on hER pretty face. The feel was heavenly.

Batgirl took off the robe and then got into bed. The feeling was just as good under the covers on top of the satin sheets supplied by Alfred. Batgirl wondered if Alfred knew when he selected the sheets and the nightwear how good it would feel against Batgirl's skin.

Soon Batgirl drifted off to sleep.

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