"Get the cameras into place Harley bellowed I want the whole world to see how I'm going to wreck the B-man!" "I want them to witness my beautiful and shiny body grind his crotch into dust! Selina's going to be crapping her pants when she sees what I've done to her favorite play toy" she giggled with a devilish smile.
Harley watched with delight as her henchmen hurried to get her pad connected to the worldwide net. She want people to see it on browser sites, social networks. She want Gotham to see their dark knight give himself, however unwillingly, to Harley. More importantly she wanted the crime families and super criminals to see it. Not only would it show them how she was able to break the bat but also that anyone who decided they wanted a piece of her they would know what she was capable of. And hell she was going to enjoy this. Not many men would touch a woman who weigh around the 500 pound mark but she sure could force them to if she wanted.
She stuffed another sugary doughnut into her eagerly awaiting mouth. A full ringed frosted glazed doughnut disappeared instantly within and in only two chews did it take to travel to her gut. Food had once been her vice to help drown her loneliness and feeling of abandonment. Now it made her feel powerful and sexy. Sexy not necessarily in the usual way but just by how strong she felt. It turned her on. It was usual for her to bury cake after cake after candy after casserole dish filled with whatever cheese laden cuisine she forced her personal cooks to make., and then to touch herself with vigor. "Gawd this frosting is giving my gut ecstasy she moaned with delight and that makes me wet!" The henchmen cringed at this as they always did. Working for Harley was pretty good. You weren't constantly afraid that your boss would shoot you dead, or do some other horrible torture, but her shameless remarks and boasts about her sexuality, libido was of putting. "Everything's ready boss the technician said now you can make the Bat pay and shows the other mobs not to mess with yahs". "That's Queen blob to you numb brains" she spat. "When I'm through with this every bitch in this city will be crying out for a bod like mine once they see me ruin the b-mans little body".
"Right now everyone out! Except for my new sidekick" she cooed.
Pushing her way through as quickly as her frame would allow a woman dressed up in tight pink latex suit, skin tight against her portly frame. She weighed no where near Harley. She sported only a small beer gut. If not for the clown make up of white face, red lips and blue curly hair she was possible quite attractive. to finish of her look she wore a pair of high platform shoes that forced her to walk rather than run. "Oh my gawd I am so privileged that you took me on to be your sidekick she squealed your an inspiration to all us full figured girls out there miss blob"."That's great Harley threw her off just get to working the cams". "This will be your initiation so make mama proud" she winked. "Oh I will she beamed and if i pass could I possible get she paused looking around to make sure the others were finally gone the special stuff"? "Who told you about that Harley snarled which dunderhead thought it would be funny to spill their queens secrets"?! "Oh no my majesty she replied shaken back I just wanted to be like you is all". "Powerful". "Aw sweetie she laugh lightly completely changing her mood in an instant you'll be just like your hero soon. Why I'll tell you what. After you've helped me make the bat look like a used dirty towel I'll take you to the Gotham creamery and I'll get a hose fitted to one of their vats and we'll blimp you up till you can barely waddle. Hows that"? The clown girl squealed uncontrollably. "Shut up and do your job"! Harley growled.
And right on time. The bat was waking up. Bruce opened his eyes slowly. He could still feel the fat fist that had struck him down hard. He tried to move his arms but he could, nor his legs. When he opened up his eyes properly he saw the predicament he was in. On a seat which seemed bolted to the floor he saw nothing but cushions and pillows around him. He tired to grab a lock pin from one of his gauntlets to untie himself but he soon realized he wasn't wearing them. In fact the only thing he was wearing was his mask. Stark naked and with a throbbing member on his lap. He had a bad feeling about this. The following short tremors behind him confirmed his suspicion. "So bat twat how do you like my fuck pad"? "Harley if you don't let me go now you'll be in serious trouble". His response was Harley's cellulite riddled gut flopped onto his face. "Sorry B-man cant hear you she mocked with a hand to her ear sounded like you were saying Harley please rape me I have a small penis and no one can get near me because I'm all dark and brooding". She lift up her belly after she felt he had been gasping enough. The bat panted for air. He hadn't expected that. Everything is Harley's psychological report never predicted anything like this. She had changed but changes didn't usually o this drastically this quickly. She had gone from being a crime-lords scapegoat and punch bag to an overlord herself. Confident but still unstable. "Harley you know that even if I cant stop you another will". Again his answer was Harley's budging, soft fleshy belly smacking him on the face suffocating him.She left him this time a little longer. She was quickly getting fed up of him talking. She raised it again and slowly moved around to him. He began with his stern warnings again but stopped abruptly when he noticed she was only wearing a bikini in her own colors. He witness all of her. Even being smothered by her bulk hadn't prepared him for this sight. He knew she had put on weight but only now had he seen her for what she had become. "Allow me to reintroduce myself she grinned evilly I am Harley Quinn, also now known as the blob queen of crime". "What have you done to yourself" he gasped. "I became queen bitch of Gotham" she grinned and tore of her very ill fitting bikini freeing her tits to slap to the sides of her gut. Batman would have pleaded for her to explain what she was doing but she was too busy getting into position and forcing his face as far into her butt as she could. She could feel him squirm and desperately try to hold onto his breath. This only excited her. She proceeded to push back and forth onto his face giving fake sounds of pleasure to please the onlookers online. Batman could only see darkness and a dank rancid smell that was her rear. He had been in some dire situation but he never thought that he would ever be on the perverted end of an Harley cow. When she finally released him he gasped for air, trying to take in fresh lungfuls and to rid the foul toxins of hers. "What are you doing he snarled you think you can use me as a".... "No more talk cutie she smiled softly at him her eyes surprisingly soft now now you going to make your queen give you her juices". His eyes widened in terror as she raised her belly above his head once more only this time there was a wet dripping pussy waiting to wrap its lips around his. He muffled a protest but she had laid her belly over him and worked her hips into forcing him to perform cunnilingus. Her sounds of pleasure were now very real. She panted and sweated, her body was quickly becoming sticky all over and her body order growing musky. "Ow my gawd she yelled bat tongue is the best tongue! More more! Dig your tongue in good bat slave and you'll get to drink your fill of the corpulent royal juices"! "Hey Cat woman bet you never got this far with he frigid crusader" she boasted to the camera. "Look at how helpless he is she said directly at the lens hes my little bitch". "I'm not through with him yet and still I have beaten him far more than you louts ever could"!
This was going exactly how she wanted. A little smack talk and the foreplay. Get him good and wet, make him every dirty thing she could think of. Nothing would ruin this night. It was only going to get better. Now then.....
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