The Snitch seemed quite shocked, but she calmed down suddenly.
"Fine. Do it. I can't do anything anyway. Destroy your family to play your pathetic perverted fantasy. I know, you have a some tiny good core inside you. That means, one day you'll realise what a monstrous..."
Belle transformed her too with my eyebeam. She grew until she was 17 Years old. She got bigger tits than all her other family members. Her jeans turned into fishnets. Her Pullover turned into a leotard. Her shoes turned into high heels.
"Will you still be a little bitch", asked Belle.
"Oh yes, but I'll be gladly your little bitch", said the new superheroine and kissed Belle. The girl, that has always annoyed Bruce, worshipped Belle now. Belle couldn't imagine feeling any better.
"Well, I'd love to just take bitch as my new name, but that wouldn't be good for PR. So just call me Witch. It'll be our cute little injoke, Belle."