When Tim had heard about where Diana was taking him and what she planned to do, his tent came full mast again. He glanced back at the cage, and saw that half of them--from what he could see--were waving sadly to Diana's departure. The other half of the cage were giving Tim dirty looks. Diana blew a kiss at the cage at large, then she entered another room.
Diana's apartment had five rooms; A living room, a bathroom, dinning room, Bedroom (which was connected to the bathroom) and a sizable kitchen. It was one of more larger apartments, which meant that Diana was near downtown Gotham where all the expensive hotels and apartment buildings were at. Tim couldn't say which building he was now in, because the living room didn't have any windows....and besides, Tim couldn't remember all the buildings in Gotham; there were so many.
When Diana entered the bedroom, she rubbed her tummy slightly and made a soft chuckling sound...as if as she was being tickled. Tim frowned at this while he was holding onto Diana's thumb for dear life, lest he fell all the way to the floor. The bed was a large one, easily meant for two and there was yet another cage on the bedside table. The bedside table had a makeshift wooden ladder which led to the floor and a bridge that was made from a single pencil that led to the bed. The cage was currently empty at the moment. The room also had a large-screen TV on the dresser, as well as several paintings on the wall; the paintings were all kinda ugly to Tim...why couldn't these apartments have beautiful paintings? Tim did a double-take when he saw what looked like a small tub on the bedside table that looked like it once held ketchup. The tub was really a large hamburger container from McDonald's with no lid. The tub had traces of what remained of a hamburger that was usually left in such a container; a large pickle there and an onion there.
Diana sat on the bed, placing Tim on the bedside table.
"How many cages do you have in this place?" blurted out Tim.
"Four" said Diana. "I tend to call them 'small apartments' rather than cages. Cages implies a locked cell...and all four cages are never locked. I came to name each cage to tell them apart"
"What's that for?" asked Tim, pointing at the hamburger container.
"I'll tell you later" said Diana with another one of her sultry smiles that made Tim melt. "now, why don't you undress and we'll get more...comfortable"
"One last thing" said Tim, slowly undoing his costume. "all those guys in the cage know your secret identility. Isn't that....dangerous?"
Diana laughed. "Who are they gonna tell? Besides, they would never tell my secret to anyone if they get unshrunk...they gave me their word after I did some persuading"
Tim was about to ask another question; the question he most wanted to hear. Why didn't he die after falling from that leap earlier? But, Diana had shushed him and grabbed him and tore off the remainer of his clothes. Tim saw that Diana hadn't yet undressed and said so.
"All in good time" said Diana. "a little patience goes a long way. And now, you get a choice; you can be my dildo or my butt-plug"
Tim blushed fiercely at this, making his whole face go red.
"Or would you like to have a little fun before that?"
"What fun would that be?" asked Tim.
"Like I'm gonna tell ya up front" said Diana. "Surprise is half the game"
"Just don't hurt me"
"Funny how you mention that" said Diana. "Lena's shrink ray makes its victims practically immortal...I can do anything I want to you and you won't die"
Tim's jaw dropped all the way to the floor (or would have).
"You're just a...pardon the expression..toy to me" said Diana "an immortal toy"
Tim didn't like being called a "toy", but new fantasies sprang up in Tim.
"Choose now, or I'm gonna choose for you" said Diana, who smiled her sultry smile.