It had been one week ago that he'd met her. And he'd instantly thought of one thing and one thing only when he first met her. He had to have her. She fascinated him. 

The robotic evil genius that was D.A.V.E had been hiding out in the shadows, having reconstituted himself, and he was now ready and eager to take on the Batman. And why wouldn't he? His metal and potent mechanical body had been outfitted with more firm armor, his specs running at full percent. His three-pronged "horned" head more impressive than ever having undergone a potent shining along with his clawed hands, and he was ready for all that Batman could handle. But there had been a snag. Batman had allies now. 

So the answer was simple. Study his allies. And that meant studying the Batgirl first, since she'd been easiest to identify. Yet the minute he'd seen the redhaired Barbara Gordon, something within him had stirred. He felt...connected. On the street, she moved with the fluidity of a ballet dancer, and she had the keen mind of a genius, that much had been obvious when he'd tried to hack her computer to get in and uncover all her personal information...

Only to find quadruple encrypted engrams, security nexuses on top of security nexuses, and a firewall so potent that she might as well have put her computer behind an actual wall of fire. She was the perfect package. He had to have her. Which meant...he needed help approaching her. A way to reach out to her without Barbara Gordon immediately punching his head off.

So he'd hired a young lad off the street. It had been easy: hack into a few bank accounts here and there, an an ATM machine was his toy to use. The kid just had to deliver messages and gifts to Barbara. And, more importantly...poetry.

"I hear your name, like a bell. Ringing, ringing, in my heart. May it be there ever still, may our two selves never part." 

Barbara leaned back in the bar, tilting her head to the side as a smile spread across her face. Her secret admirerer was quite the charmer. He seemed to know almost everything about her and was classy, to boot. Besides, he was evidently very charitable, since the young lad Jason that was his delivery boy was always well dressed, well-cut and had plenty of big hundreds to tip to waiters and waitresses at the diners and bars and restaurants they met at. 

The black-haired youth put the poem back inside his red jacket and nervously smiled. "Dave's really eager to meet you but he's so nervous. I mean, he hasn't had the best experience with the law and your dad is the police commissioner."

"He gave you a home off the streets when your own parents didn't seem to want you. He can't be that bad." Barbara remarked before cringing. "Oh, wait, I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"

"It's alright." Jason sighed. "Dave's kind of weird, but he's always been there for me. I still wish I had a real family, though. It'd be nice to just...feel like I belong." He murmured, hanging his head slightly as Barbara got an idea.

"Look, how about, uh...how about Dave and I meet for coffee?" She asked. "Just a minor thing? He can pick the location?"

Perfect. DAVE had leapt at the chance. Early in the park, the south side. 8:00. Sure enough, Barbara was there, waiting by a table with her name on a postcard on it with some flowers in a vase, and she heard the sound of footprints approaching. "Hey, Barb! He's here. Now, don't freak out."

She turned, gaping at the sight of DAVE in his full form as he waved slightly at her, Jason standing nearby. "Told you he was weird."

"You?! You're the one who...I mean..." She trailed off. 

"I couldn't help myself." DAVE spoke. "When I first saw you in action on the streets, I was astounded. And to learn of your intellect was icing upon the cake." He informed her, putting his hand on his chest before he approached her and held his cheek in his clawed hands. "Babara. I love you." He told her with a soft tone, his red eyes becoming warm. "My appearance shouldn't truly matter."

Barbara looked up at him, blinking slowly. She wasn't too sure what to feel but...one thing she was sure she felt was that even now, looking at him, listening to him...he was being sincere. And his touch was so oddly warm for a machine...

And so the next few weeks had been a special time for them. From nights overlooking the city to time spent in Dave's laboratory as the two worked together on fantastic devices...bit by bit the two had gotten closer, and Dave had sought to fully complete their relationship. And this meant a manhood. A penis. True genital organs.

It had been quite an undertaking, but he'd gotten it done. A robotic manhood for his body, and Barbara had been amazed at it's size and majesty. Now, it had taken some time for them to actually test it out. But finally they had given it a try and though it had been strange, it had also been immensely satisfying. He slid smoothly into her waiting pussy, mounting her with lust and joy as she felt artificial seed flood into her womb. It accepted every drop, the power aphrodisiac positively overwhelming her as they then laid next to each other, Barbara snoozing away and DAVE caressing her shoulder down to her arm, watching her as she slept. 

Night after night of love, keeping their relationship a secret from all others. Well, Jason knew, but he didn't mind one bit. He thought it was sweet. But then Barbara had said those six words."

"I want to have a baby."

DAVE had almost fainted on the spot. He didn't think that was possible. But Barbara had repeated the request and he'd held his head in one hand, blinking slowly in confusion and concern. How? How would they do this? How? They sat on the couch in his laboratory, Barbara putting one hand on his shoulder as she looked expexctantly at him. "I know it seems like an impossible request, but...I want to have a child with you. Not adopt, but really have a child with you."

It would definitely be a challenge. But DAVE had nodded and he'd said "I'll do all I can."

So he'd thought long and hard into the night, going over formulas and hypotheses. And he finally found a solution. It was simple, really. 

All he needed was a donor to be put into his dick. An offering to his cock. The body would then be carefully broken down using the special chemical compounds in his seed, and then introduced into Barbara. The donor would become a kind of surrogate in a sense, put into Barbara and then her body would do the rest. It would mean adjusting the chemical composition of his seed and developing a shrink ray, of course, but that, for a genius like himself, was child's play.

No, the hard part was finding a donor. 

He didn't wish to simply grab anyone off the streets. Not merely out of fear of disease but because Barbara, having had the idea explained to her, wanted the donor to be willing. To be somebody that would be happy to be given a new chance at life. 

Luckily the idea hit him when Jason was giving Barbara some lemonade as they worked in DAVE'S lab. He blinked suddenly, as if seeing Jason in a new light, and his eyes lit up. Yes. of course. Jason!

So he broached it with Barbara. They'd use Jason. She agreed to the idea and doing it on Valentine's Day, which was ironically Jason's birthday. This way it would be truly special. They'd invite him over to celebrate his birthday with cake and everything and then broach the idea to him. She was still nervous though. What if he ran? Or if it didn't work? 

It would all be up to Jason. So after carefully preparing a chocolate shake with the shrinking potion, at six o'sclock at night Jason arrived, DAVE and Barbara cutting up the cake for him to enjoy whilst he sipped from the chocolate shake. "We've got a great present for you. But we want to make sure you like it before we give it to you." Barbara admitted as Jason hiccuped a bit, patting his chest with his fist.

"Ooh. Boy, that was a thick shake." He admitted, blinking suddenly, looking a little confused. "I...oooh. Wh...whuh...?" He murmured, DAVE and Barbara looking at each other, realizing that the show was about to begin.

"I don't feel so goooooood..." He murmured before with a few popping noises, Jason was now only four inches tall and he flopped to the couch, Barbara and DAVE sitting up as DAVE removed his labcoat, his manhood emerging from its hidden compartment as Barbara gently picked him up and put him in her palm. "What the heck!? What's going on? Wh-what's this about?"

"We want you to be our child." Barbara remarked. "DAVE came up with an idea to have me bear his child, but it requires a donor to be introduced into his penis. We wanted that to be you."

"I...I..." Jason nervously bit his lip as he looked at DAVE's shaft, the greyish/black robotic manhood throbbing slightly as DAVE stroked it softly.

"We won't actually hurt you, Jason. Just, er, angle your feet down and you can go inside." Barbara offered.

"I...I, um...er..." Jason murmured. "Why me?"

"Because you've been a wonderful, wonderful friend to us for these many months, and you have had such a hard life." DAVE offered. "Let us truly take care of you the way you always wanted. As your family." He asked. 

Jason paused for a long time, but then nodded. They had been good friends, the best friends he'd ever had in his life. And who was he to not trust them now? But of course he had to ask. "Will it...hurt?"

"No." DAVE offered. "It'll be like falling asleep in a nice bath." He intoned comfortingly as he could, Jason giving a nod of agreement as Jason walked towards the shaft and slid his arms in, the cock eagerly beginning to take the rest of the shrunken teenager into it. DAVE's majestic shaft gobbled up the human hungrily, Jason's head pushing in and with gentle but forceful pressure Barbara got his chest down, DAVE's cock burbling and the robot groaning as he was stretched wide. "Ohhh myyy. How wonderful!" He'd never felt such pleasure before. "He keeps this up I may not be able to do the second part." He said with a chuckle. Had he a mouth, he would have smiled as he began to stroke himself, the added pressure and squeeze making the human slip quicker down his tight tube. 

At last Jason's hips slid down, his legs kicking gently but soon they too were down into the deep recesses of DAVE's length until at last even his little feet were gone, the only thing to indicate the human was even there? A shapely, impressive bulge travelling down DAVE's length until finally it disappeared into his churning ball sac, a little lump inside bulging them out.

At last part one was complete...and DAVE had to pause and keep himself from just finishing Jason off by releasing on the spot. No he had to make sure Jason was completely covered in the seed and absorbed it's properties before the act was done, and this meant delaying the lovemaking for some lovely foreplay. His clawed hands worked their way over Barbara's chest as she took off her shirt, and he fondled her breasts with amazing tenderness. His lover relaxed as he worked his way down to her sex, teasing her clit with gentle tickling strokes.

"Ohhh! I...please, I...I need it now..." Barbara whispered, DAVE chuckling and angling the thick head of his length to press at Barbara's entrance. He nuzzled into her, whispering softly. 

"Oh, Barbara...you're perfect." He said, Barbara melting in his arms as she smiled and nodded, DAVE'S face showing a clear smile on his mouthless face before he penetrated her, swift and deep to the young woman's knot.

Their love making was often quick, but not this time. This time was different, DAVE pistoned himself what felt like hours, drawing out the sensation of a moving body inside of him, thrilling at the idea that soon Barbara would have that same body inside of her, growing and changing to become their child. Barbara too seemed quite excited about the idea, but was enjoying the moment, the special bond right before their next chapter in life began.

At last though DAVE felt it, the heated bulge moving up his cock and he started bucking, panting hard as with a howl he thrust deep into Batgirl, Barbara crying out in her own orgasm, body open and receptive as the potion took hold, and sure enough DAVE's cock exploded at the same time, firing both his tiny passenger and the potion mixed with seed into his lover, his knot expanding and holding the two of them together as he rutted her in an animalistic joy of orgasm. Finally he could give his beloved something Barbara had truly wanted, and he hoped it would work.

Finally he pulled himself out of her, Barbara rubbing her belly as she sighed in bliss, the stomach slightly larger from a potent load of seed. "I can feel him, DAVE. Jason's right where he's supposed to be." She wistfully moaned. "Nice and cozy cum, and ready to become our child." She said. Indeed, Jason had been converted into beautiful, potent seed, ready to be born as their baby as DAVE wrapped his arms around Barbara and rested his head gainst hers.

"I hope he gets your eyes." He chuckled. "The red look is rather "passe"." He said, pointing at his face as Barbara giggled.

Sure enough within a few weeks, the good news came. The tiny little plus sign that meant that she was pregnant. And one year later, once again on Valentine's Day, the two were together in Bruce's home as Jason sat in a stroller, wearing an adorable little red bow tie and with a cute little birdy cap atop his head, a robin with a fluffy beak. Interesting though, he didn't have Barbara's blue eyes, he instead had very majestic brown ones like he'd had before, though he did have Barbara's red hair. 

"Really?" Bruce asked, looking Barbara and DAVE over before glancing at Jason. "You somehow...really?"

"Yes. Jason wanted it. His own parents abandoned him and so we became his new ones." DAVE remarked. "And just look at him!"

It was true. Their little baby was only about four months old but he was already quite a character, and he had a laugh that could melt anyone's heart. Even Bruce.

"He is kind of cute." Batman admitted with a small smile.

"Come on little Jason." Barbara said, smiling fondly as always as the name seemed to make his husband and the little boy light up, grabby hands coming out to lace into his mother's shirt as he held on tight. "Say hi to Uncle Bruce?"

"Unca Bwoo."

"...close enough." DAVE chuckled.

"It says much about me that this ISN'T the strangest thing I've seen." Bruce admitted. 

But, then again...it didn't necessarily make it a bad thing either. They were all clearly happy.

And seeing his own family like that, to him? It was enough.