The Bat's Urges (Batman RP, PM Interest)

Batman was running over the roof tops, a great fear in his chest, he had been fighting Poison Ivy as she was attempting to take some dangerous chemicals from a lab. He had manged to force the green loving villainess to flee the site but several chemicals had entered his blood stream ,both of Ivy's and some of the lab's. He was feeling strange, as if something bottled up was starting to emerge, and he didn't like it.

Running over the tree tops he suddenly was assaulted by a strong scent, he wasn't sure what the scent was but it was making his body heat up and his manhood to grow erect. Looking about he spotted nothing that seemed out of place until he looked bellow and frowned when he saw Catwoman running by. He strangled the urge to follow her and went to the bat mobile and drove back to the bat cave.

Soon he was in the cave, quickly examining his blood, and it came as he had feared, some of Poison Ivy's obedience poison ,which in truth just made you relaxed and without stress, had been mixed with some aphrodisiac and fertility drugs from the lab, he cursed the fact that the plant woman had taken a sex drug lab to do her latest drug stealing.

He tried to cure the drugs from his system, but it was getting him nowhere. Alfred, god bless his soul, had died from a old age a year ago, Robin had left for other towns, Nightwing as well, Batgirl remained, but had her duties at police academy to handle. The drugs were making him feel weird, not sick, or anything ,he felt healthier then he had in years. He could practically see the few wrinkles he had been growing melt away on his skin, leaving a young and handsome face of Bruce Wayne of just twenty years age.

The drugs were refreshing his cells, making him young again, he didn't like it though, it was not natural, but what could he do? The urge was growing and he felt a great need to dominate, rape and breed, it was wrong and yet so right at the same time, all his pent up sexual urges were bubbling up in his body.

Trying to clear his head the at dressed vigilante went to take a shower when suddenly the alarm sounded on the computer, he cursed as he saw Harley Quinn and the Joker robbing a bank, that made the second time this week. Taking himself into the bat mobile he ignored the urge as good as he could and drove off, his tires burning as he used the focus to drive to keep the urge at bay.

OOC: Batman gets made into a lusting breeding machine and dominates heroines and villainesses alike. Pm if interested.

First Western Bank, Gotham City

"Hello everybody, don't bother putting your hands up, we're not in the hostage taking mood today!"the infamous Harley Quinn said, toting a hot pink Thompson Submachine Gun, complete with the classic cylinder drum case.

For a moment, the twenty or so people who had shot their hands up into the air, suddenly were overcome with a sudden wave of fear as the clown faced killeress lowered her machine gun and pulled the trigger, panning it at chest height across the whole bank lobby, spraying all fifty rounds across the room.

For such a small woman, she was able to hold the Tommy gun one handed as she almost efficiently gunned down every employee and customer in sight, even as they haplessly tried to run away or dive for cover. She'd done this before, there was no chance for survivors if she didn't want any. As the screams built up, and the cries of alarm filled the lobby, her machine gun finally ran on empty.

Instead of a bloodbath however, the terrified bank patrons and employees glanced down, finding their clothes were peppered with red, blood colored paintballs and although a few of them were clutching bleeding faces or cut hands, most of them were simply bruised by the nonlethal weapon discharge. "Psyche!" she said as she hopped on top of a desk and noticed the nonlethal carnage she wrought as the lobby was filled with moaning and sobbing innocents. "Crowd control is done Mistah J!" she said cheerfully.

It was then the Joker made his entrance, non characteristically smoking a cigar, flanked by two near braindead goons he had hired to do the heavy lifting, after all pallets of cold hard cash were quite heavy. "Get to work meatlings!" he said with a grinning scowl, randomly kicking one of the musclebound masked thugs into action as they headed to the vault.

The Joker simply walked over to the Bank Manager. "Open the vault four eyes before I turn that frown upside down," the supervillain said, shaking an aerosol can of mysterious liquid.

The bank manager visibly, and audibly gulped. "But... but...," the Manager started to mumble. "I can't-."

"Liar! Liar! Face on fire!" the Joker replied, taking out the cigar and then spraying the aerosol can, unleashing a jet of flame into the managers face.

Within thirty seconds, the vault door was open as the Joker pushed aside the now horrifically burned manager to the ground. "Thanks boss," the Joker said as his two goons moved in and started sliding the stacks of cash into heavy duty duffel bags. "Take your time boys," the Joker said.

"But what about the police? What about Batman?" one of the goons asked as he carried out the first load of cash.

The Joker simply produced a pistol and blew the lackeys brains out, causing him to fall to the ground quite dead. He then turned the pistol on the nearby teller. "Hey baby, you just got a promotion. Haul your sweet ass to the vault," he ordered, his devilishly large grin returning as the terrified teller quickly nodded and scrambled to pick up the gym bag full of cash and dragged it with great difficulty to the escape van.

As soon as the goon was gone, Joker glanced at Harley. "Batty sure is taking his sweet time isn't he?" he said with marked boredom in his face.

Harley frowned. "If only there was something we could do to bring him here faster... like kill people," his erstwhile assistant helpfully suggested.

"Yes," the Joker said, scratching his chin with the point of his still smoking pistol. "But where are we going to find people to murder in such a short time..." he said sarcastically before looking around at all of the hostages. "Wait a minute, I know," he said, gawking at some of the nearby hostages cowering under their desks. "Don't worry, I'm not that evil," the Joker said to reassure his hostages. "Everyone with families, raise your hands."

Several of the hostages tentatively raised their hands.

"Excellent. Harley dear, if you could strap them with the explosives," the Joker said, before turning to the hostages who raised their hands.

"Psyche!" Harley Quinn said with a gleeful grin as she reached into her own backpack and produced several belts filled with ball bearings and dynamite.

The bat car drove like a howling steed of black metal through the city, dodging, accelerating, swearing and turning like a bolt of black metallic lightning. Then it pulled to a halt with a screech of burning rubber and bat man got otu of his seat, activating his improved security system he aimed his grappler at the bank's rooftop and was soon flying up like a phantom. Landing smoothly on the hard flat cement roof he moved over to the large dome shaped skylight and his eyes narrowed as he saw the Joker, a great deal of blood ont he floor, hostages planted with bombs, goons taking cash and... Harley. Unable to keep himself he licks his lips his eyes tracing the jester dressed woman's every curve, focused mostly on her ass and impressive bust, shaking his head clear his eyes narrowed as he saw the Joker typing on a remote control, most likely the detonator to the bombs.

Acting without thinking, his frustrated body and mind making him act on his own, the black cloaked bat leaped up and through the sky light, making sharp shards of glass fall down with him. "DUCK!" Shout the Joker as he covered his head from the glas with an umbrella, when one of the goon looked up, asking. "Where?" He got a facefull of glass in his face and ended up screamed in pain as he clutched the shards sticking out of his eyes, cheeks and forehead. Joker laughed at the stupid comment and misfortune of his goon as batman landed on the hard marble floor and smirked at the bat dressed vigilante.

"Oh batsie! You did come! Oh I knew you hadn't forgotten about me!" He shouted gleefully, like a child whose best friend got to his birthday party, while waving his umbrella around.

"Shut it Joker, I am not in the mood for your stupidity, either you surrender and disarm those bombs, or I will personally make your face smeared permanently in to the floor." The Joker looekd a bit surprised at the raw fury in the bat's voice that was normally as chilly as air, but he then simply grinned, thinking nothing off it ,eaving his remote like it wa s a toy.

"Now now Batsie, what's a couple of fire crackers between friends? Tell you what, I will let the hostages go, as long as you finish it before the deadline! Hahahahaha!" Activating the bombs on the hostages the Joker happily jumped away to get a safe distance as the hostages with bombs began to run in panic as the bombso n their bodies began to tick, the goons loading cash while Harley leaned against her reloaded gun, giggling at the sight of batman as he went to work.

Swift and silently batman tore off the strapped bombs, moving like a wraith between the panicking crowd, movign with almost inhuman speed, making him become a blurr a couple of moments, and was within fivem inutes holding every bomb that had been on the hostages, with thirty second remaining he moved to throw the bobms onto the ceiling when the Joker taped the remote and the bombs went off... covering batman in black and red paint, the colors of Harley's spandex outfit, making him look like a symbiot reject born from Carnage and Venom from New York.

"Hahahahahaha!! You look so much more colorul batsie my boy! Why you could tink you were Harley's brother!" Joker shotued while laughing maniacly while harley joined him, some of the people he had just saved couldn't help but snicker at the paint covered mess that was their sabvior. "Hihihihihihihi! Did you see that look on his face when it went splat isntead of boom Mister J!? Hahahahahahaha! It was priceless!"

"..." A twitch could be seen beneath the paitn covered form of batman, specifically his brow, and it grew as the laughter grew and a mouth sneered, getting some paint into his mouth in the process and then it grew to a growl and then finally batman snapped, his eyes opening and he shouted out in anger, drawing a pair of bat boomerrangs. "JOKER!!!!"

The clown and his beautiful assistance ducked as the swirling weapons buzzed like saws and cut through a collum like it was butter and ended up going halfway through the wal lbehind it. Staring at the hole the two felt a cold sweat on their necks at what could have happened if they had been in the way, batman was truly in a bad mood today. Deciding a quick retreat was in order the two began their escape while their remaining goons ran to take car of the furious paint covered bat, whose suit was making the paint slide off ,thoughi t would take a couple of minutes.

"Geez!" the Joker said, as he saw the lethal force the batarangs impacted as they cracked the solid masonry walls. "You'd think he could take a joke," the Joker said, his voice briefly turning grim again.

"Instead, I'm taking it personally!" Harley snapped back as they appeared from behind a banister they were hiding behind, slamming a drum magazine full of very lethal ammunition into her submachine gun. "Don't like my colors Batman! Then I'll make it all red!" she growled, pulling down on the trigger and unleashing a torrent of wild gunfire into the Batmans general direction.

"Come on Harley girl!" the Joker grunted, knowing that standing and fighting with the Batman wasn't a good idea, as he seized the still firing Harley by the collar of her outfit and dragged her out the backdoor with him, until they both started predictably sprinting down the alleyway, towards another main avenue.

Several nearby bystanders immediately screamed as soon as they saw the recognizable villainous duo run into the middle of the sidewalk, both of them toting guns. The two villains started to race onto the busy street when a car nearly ran them over. "Buncha maniacs!" Harley growled, firing off a burst that shattered the passing cars rear window.

"Traffics heavy, better catch a cab," the Joker said as he glanced back and saw the Batman in pursuit.

Nonchalantly, the Joker aimed his pistol at a passing yellow cab and fired a pair of rounds through the lead tire, causing the vehicle to start jack knifing down the busy city street, crashing into other cars and even a city bus. Soon the entire street was filled with screams as conveniently, the traffic came to a halt and the two of them started racing across the hoods and trunks of the various piled up vehicles.

As soon as they made their way across the street, the Joker hopped off the last crashed car, when the cigar slipped from his mouth, and not so coincidentally landing in a pool of gasoline which soon exploded into flames. "Oops...," the Joker innocuously muttered as he started the fire.

"I think the traffics lightened up," Harley quipped.

The Joker grunted at the lame pun, but resisted the urge to give her a slap for it as the two of them started to run into the alley on the opposite side, their silhouettes shrouded by the fire that was erupting behind them, as the varous pedestrians and motorists desperately tried to scramble out of their vehicles before they were burned alive.

OOC: Going to be a bit rough here.

With a loud crack the last goon fell to the ground, a fist sized buckle growing on his chest, the forceo f the punch had caused his ribs to pulverive aroudn the blow and the flesh to sink in. Seeing the chaos the two jesters had caused otuside Batman ran towards a set of pipes leading out of a factory making paper, grasping the pipes he tore the mup and aimed them at the fire, not noticing just how he had torn apart steel pipes with his bare hands liek they were tissue folds.

The fire taken care of the bat dressed vigilante leaped up to grapple shot into the city, yet again not noticing that he leaped a good fifteen feet into the air from the jump, he swung across the wreckage, the water fro tmhe pipes putting out the flames, and saw the two running into an alley leading towards the harbour. His urges, frustration and anger was making him act purely on instincts now, as he let go of the grappling hook he pressed his feet and hands agaisnt the wall of one of the buildings and began to frog leap between the walls, deftying gravity.

The two villains were about to open a sewer hole when a black blur smashed into them and sent them rolling into a pile of garbage cans, a hunching and growling batman in front of them. Not giving the Joker a chance to use some of his ridicilous but deadly gadgets Batman grasped the purple tuxedo of the clow and threw him into the wall opposite of the alley and growled into the groaning clown's face as he lifted hip u by the hair. "I told you I'd smear your face into the floor if you didn't surrender Joker! Now pay the price!" He then began to smash the jester's pale face into the rough pavement of the alley, rubbing his white face into the pavement as if scrubbing it clean, blood was starting to leak over the alley's floor, and a couple of teeth were seen, and then crack of the Joker's nose bone breaking was heard.

"LET GO!! STOP HURTING MISTER J!!" Harley, forgetting her thompson machine gun in the garbage grabbed batman's arm holding her beloved boss but couldn't budge it, but it did make batman's attention turn to her instead. An elbow to the gut made her hunch over, coughing up drool, while she did that Batman tied up and gagged the groaning, but still conscious, Joker and then hung him upside down from a fire escape ladder. Turning towards Harley he grasped her throat and she clutched at ihs arm, trying to breathe, her weak fingers unable to even scratch his body armor, tears leaking from her face, but batman's face remained glaring.

"I shall teach you and your clown faced obsession a lesson clown slut!" Throwing her onto the floor he kicked her in the side two times before grasping her by the hair and pulled her up on her legs, her voice sobbing. He then groped her big breasts, pinchingh er nipples hard, her eyes widened and she screamed out in pain as the strong fingers dug into her firm big tits, almsot digging into the skin. "These are some lovely tits you have, all natural fro mwhat I can fell, it's a shame they are so covered up, let's give them a view of the world!" Tearing off some fabric off her top, making her braless boobs to bounce batman groped her tits, ignoring her clawing fingers and sobbing screams as hsis hands kneaded her tits. He licked her ear and she shivered in fear, looking up at him, shaking, eyes teary and fearful, her arms no longer struggling as she knew she couldn't escape, and not even her legs coudl do a thing, shaking too much from the physical pain to move.

She had no time to respond as the batman's lips kissed hers and her eyes widened as he roughly and passionatly issed her, his tongue warping around hers in an almsot tentacle like manner, his rough kneading of her tits making her flustered and she cannot help but reelease a soft moan before he roughly pulls back. "you enjoyed that didn't you, you dirty clown slut?! Liking someone else to handle these then that limp dicked jester who probably cannot handle his own balls!" He then rubbed his hardon in his pants, rubbing it agaisnt her spandex covered bottom, and her struggle began anew as she realized what was happening, begging him to stop.

"What're doing Bats! Your a good guy!" Harley suddenly screamed as she was practically being manhandled by this suddenly violent vigilante. Her arms tried pushing him away, as he forced himself upon her almost as lewdly as possible, his hands groping her exposed tits, his fingers roughly kneading and pressing into her breasts as he forced his tongue into her mouth, stifling her ability to protest.

Hot tears of shock as much as terror started to stream down her cheeks, washing away the white clown makeup she normally wore, as it smudged across her now wet face. "Stop it! Unnnghhh stop!" she cried out again, overwhelmed by him physically and in partial shock at how he could do this to her. "Please Bats, we have history!" she finally tried to jest in desperation, hoping that this was just some sort of wild gambit Batman was making, some sort of mind game. He wasn't actually going to rape her, just scare her into something.

But the way he was talking, and how violent he was, it was all so damn convincing. Then she felt his uncoiling cock rubbing hard through his thick pants, against her spandex covered legs and hips. "No... damn it stop! Mister J?" she finally cried, in between the Batman forcing his tongue between her lips again. For a moment she turned to see if her boss could help, only to find him still unmoving, laying facedown in a pool of his own blood.

She heard sirens in the distance, but already knew the chaos they left in their wake meant that the authorities wouldn't arrive for a while. Right now, she was hoping for the first time in her life that they'd arrive sooner rather than later.

"Shut it clown slut! You will learn your place!" Batman growled as he grasped her arms and pressed her up against the brick wall behind her, and with ruthless force pushed two fingers through her spandex and into her bare pussy, as she wore no underwear, and began to roughly finger her snatch without mercy, his thumb pressing down hard on her clitoris. Ber body and booty bounced by the force of his thrusting fingers, her screams echoing through the alley, silenced even before they reached halfway towards the streets, the chaos she and Joekr had caused being her own undoing.

"Guess what you are Harley! You are a fucking slut! The only reason why you went after Joker was because you wanted to get fucked and he was the only one offering! That's what you are Harley! A Cock hungry slut who bares her pussy for every man who offers her a piece of dick!" As he kept degrading, insulting and humiliating her with his words had he raised the speed of his finger thrusting into her rapidly moistening pussy, the sound of her walls and pussy lips sucking his fingers was echoing with wet slick slurps in the alley, along with the sound of leather covered hand flesh slapping wet pussy flesh. Through it all her breathe became hotter and her nipples grew erect and her tears kept coming, smearing her make up black with eyeshadow as Batman kept thrusting his fingers in and out of her cunt, intending to make her orgasm in humiliation to show that his degrading talk held some truth.

"No... please..." she finally started to beg, the hot tears streaming down her face, washing away the white makeup as she felt the renewed assault of his gloved fingers thrusting fiercely into her tight pussy, rapidly pumping into her womanhood, roughly rubbing and grinding against her pussy. The painful fingering she was getting soon reduced the villainess to begging.

But then, forcing his tongue into her mouth, and delivering a hard elbow to her gut whenever she dared resist, soon even robbed her of that as soon her mouth was kept silent either by his body blows or his forceful kissing. She was reduced to sobbing, and then as she felt his fingers force themselves deeper into her pussy, even those sobs were replaced by almost pathetic moans.

Finally the friction of his gloved fingers roughly grinding against her tight pussy was getting a response, as she felt the heat burning off of his cock even through his pants as it rubbed against her bare legs, as if desperate to get out, and plunge deep into her sex.

Her body beaten into submission, she simply closed her eyes as he insulted and berated her, then forced her lips open against with his own, one hand pinning her neck to the wall, choking her briefly to get her mouth open before forcing his tongue into her mouth again. "Unnghhh," she barely managed to grunt, her resisting arms now limply scraping against his armor, futilely trying to push him away but having no strength left as his sexual assault on her simply drained her of the physical and mental will to resist.

Then finally, he noticed the warm rivulets of hot juice started to drizzle out of her pussy as his rough fingering continued.

Smirking down at her hot juices he lifted up his juice stained fingers to her lips and pressed them into her mouth and spoek to her wickedly. "What did I tell you? A pure slut, getting all wet and horny when getting roughed up by old batman, bet you're loving it, the promise of cock in your pussy and the taste of your pussy." He then threw her down onto the ground and unsealed his cock from his pants while she began to stagger up from the ground, juices leaking from her pussy and her body all hot and bothered.

"Time for you to learn your proper place as a bat slut Harley, first lesson, my word is law, if I ask you to fuck a dog you fuck a fucking kennel, if I tell you to prostitute on main square you go out naked with a price tag on your pussy, ass, mouth and tits, and if i tell you to suck cock, you better be like an octopus or you will know pain, now suck my cock clown slut!" Grasping her by the hair he pulled back her head, her mouth gasping from the pain and he thrust his coc kdown her throat and began to fuck her face, his thick cock stinking of urine, dry sperm and precum. Not letting her escape from his cock he grabbed her twin tailed hair and used them to pull her fce against his thrusts, slapping his big balls against her chin.

"You're loving it aren't you Harley!? Getting a real cock down your throat instead of that limp noddle of that doll faced faggot into your lips! bet it's even mor exciting that it's my cock! Yeah bet yo uahve wanted to have old batsie give it to you for a while now! Wel lyou're getting it now ain't ya bitch!? So take it and enjoy it!" Batman growled out as he kept slapping his crotc hagaisnt her lips, and as he growled out the last part his cock expanded as cum began to flow out of it and he kept thrusting ,making cum fill her throat up to her mouth, and yet she swallowed it, unable to stop herself from swallowing the thick salty sperm, practically tasting the pure fertility of his seed as it traveled down her mouth to her tummy.

Harley Quinn was in no position to answer his demands as he forcefed his cock down her throat, making her gag and choke as her throat tightened and pulsed around his throat, her body, her mouth included, growing weak. She was simply on her knees, her mouth gaping open as he continued thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth.

When he finally climaxed though, she started gagging uncontrollably, but felt no relief as his hips kept gyrating forward, pistoning his cock deeper down her throat, pumping thick hot loads of cum down her throat, into her belly until finally, after the minutes seemed like an eternity to her, his cock was finally spent and her mouth thoroughly used.

Just as Batman was about to recover from his climax, pulling his now empty cock from her exasperated mouth, the bloated tip of his penis drizzling with her drool and leaving her entire body a battered mess, he suddenly recoiled as a dozen machine gun rounds thudded into his backside, the armor piercing bullets partially penetrating his bat-armor, bruising his already exhausted body and staggering the crazed vigilante.

"You're not fun anymore Batman," the Joker said grimly, blood drizzling down his face as he unleashed another burst onto the stunned Batman. "You don't want to play by our rules anymore... then just DIE!" He punctuated the sentence by squeezing the trigger again, emptying a terrific burst of gunfire, round after round slamming into the already wounded and battered Batman's body.

The vigilante, bleeding from a dozen different gunshot wounds, staggered backwards as the Joker's submachine gun suddenly rattled empty, only to have more gunshots ring out.

The Joker glanced down, and saw two smoking holes rise from his chest. He probably wanted to make a witty comment, but instead gurgled on his own blood as he collapsed to the ground face first as farther down the alley, an entire SWAT team was rapidly advancing towards their position.

"Batman! We have the situation under cont-," the Detective leading the force of heavily armed police officers started to say when he saw Harley slumped against the side of the alley, her uniform torn apart, fluid and blood mingled all across her limp and bruised body. "Jesus Christ. What happened here?" the cop asked as suddenly every officer panned their sights over the Batman, who was already making his escape.

"Take... take him down! Stop Batman!" the Detective called out, before finally giving the order to open fire.

Leaping up like a beast batman climbed up the wall of the alley, snarling like a wolf, his voice coming out like something of a horror movie, making the police officers halt in their advancement as they stared at the vigilante leap away like an animal. "Um sir... I think something might be wrong with batman."

"No freaking shitting duh private! Get that woman a medic and take that corpse away! We need answers and we need them now!" It would be kept silent about what the police had seen in the alley, as batman turning into a violent rapist would most likely not do well for public opinions. While the police examined and interrogated the recently violated Harley was batman leaping over the rooftops after her scent, he was craving to finish what he had started with her and he would not let those cops get in the way of him making that bitch know her place!

"Chief Gordon, we have discovered something... disturbing about the seed on Harley Quinn." An old doctor stated as he held up some files he had gathered fro the semen he had examined. The police chief rubbed his forehead and motioned for him to speak up.

"It is... not human sir. Whatever this seed is, it is unlike anything I've ever seen, it is not natural sire, well, not humanly natural ,the only thing I think could be similar to the structure of the seed is flower spores. The seed is a highly potent aphrodisiac, affecting any area it touches, Miss Quinn had swallowed over half a gallon so within the next hours she will be needing release from the man, her thing, the seed came from. Not just that but the seed is extremely adaptable and fertile, it breaks down any protection pills and will remain fertile for... well for a year at least. Whatever this seed came from... it is changing, i can tell it was once human, but it is beyond human now, whatever caused this was not natural."

Through the entire conversation Gordon's face paled more and more until he palmed his face and muttered. "Oh god... this is just great... he has been mutated somehow... no wonder he could move like that when he escaped... Doctor, erase all your files about this seed, leave this copy the only thing remaining, and send it by security postal to the Justice League, they need to know this, but nobody else." Nodding the doctor went out of the office, leaving the troubled police chief.

"What has happened to you Batman?"

The man in question was moving through the police station like a shadow, not seen or spotted ,even by the special cameras of the station couldn't see him with his suit using special stealth to be invisible. Checking the files of the case in question he smirked as he read that Harley would be taken to Arkham with security guards within the hour, he knew now where to take her. Leaving the station Batman ran to his hidden vehicle ad drove out of town towards the lonesome road towards the Arkham Asylum, and hid among the treelines in his batmobile, preparing to finish what heh ad started.

"I need my best Detective on escort for this one Bullock," the Commissioner then said. "And due to the serious nature of the case, I brought some extra help. If the Batman truly has gone rogue, he might strike at Harley again so we have to be ready."

"Right or wrong, a guy like that breaks sooner or later," Bullock grimly said, making a final equipment check before he nodded to the Commissioner, and then joined his convoy. "If he comes, I won't hesitate to do my duty Commish," he then said, before sitting in the passenger side of the lead patrol car of the convoy that would take Harley Quinn via armored car through Gotham and to Arkham Asylum.

As the GCPD convoy rolled out, led by a pair of police cruisers, followed by the armored car transporting Harley and bringing up the rear was a Sports Utility Vehicle with a fireteam of heavily armed SWAT cops. "Everyone check in," Bullock asked over the radio.

"Car two checking in," the police cruiser right behind Bullock's lead vehicle said.

"Transport checking in," the driver of the armored car then said, before glancing back where Harley Quinn simply sat limply against the bench, her arms and legs in shackles, sharing the holding area with four more police officers fully geared up in riot equipment.

"Car three checking in," came in the last vehicle.

"And how's our special guest star?" he then asked.

"The name is Manhunter Detective and don't worry, I'll be just fine," the dark brown haired superheroine said as the convoy drove into the outskirts of Gotham proper, heading towards the Asylum itself.

Batman was no strange to bad odds, and while he was becoming more aggressive then he once had been was he no less intelligent. He had spied on police, military, criminals and other things for over two decades, he was smart, he was cunning and he was slowly becoming crazy from then eed to finish fucking Harley Quinn. "Come to the web said the spider to the fly, before she was eaten by the bat." He stated with a smirk as he began his work, in the car of the swat team a small pellet opened and a transparent and scentless gas began to fill the room, it was fast and soundless, the men were asleep before they knew anything had happened.

Then the tires of the first car blew up as they drove over a sharple of sharp metal, 'conveniently' left there as a truck of scrap metal had been driving along the road to the reycling facility nearby, must have been a careless 'mistake'. Bullock cursed and got out of the car and looked at the now gone tire and called t his radio to get a fresh tire to the front car.

As they changed the car one of the female swat team members disappeared from the swat team car, then when they checken on Harley and Manhunter in the transport they put in an additional guard for safety reasons. Nobody saw that the guard in question, smirked as he sat down. Then the convoy drove off again, and that's when the real trap began, Manhunter was a professional crime fighter but she didn't have something like Batman did, over two decades of experience and a big load of high tech equipment unlike anything ever seen.

Pressing a button on his buckler, unnoticed as he did it as they went over a bump in the road, the disguised batman released a signal to his bat mobile and the auto pilot, programed with its mission, drove out of the treelines and released a pair of big batarangs from the launcher at the front sides of the car, just above the front lights. The swat team transport car's back wheels got shredded and the driver who was a bit udner the effecto f the gas as it began to leak out of the ventilation, made a smashing slide over the edge of the road and ended upside down in the drenches, the swat team lying unconscious in the former ceiling.

"Christ! He's here! Batman's here! Every body fire at will!"

The batmobile moved like a black lightning bolt through the night covered streets, its light had been turned off and the low light of the moon wasn't able to reveal it to the panicking cops as they rapidly fired at the black car. Then it released a grapple and with high tech sterring power made the line act as a whip and blew up the back tires of the two police cruisers, making them drive into the drenches of the roadline, leaving the transport and the front car.

"Bring the car around!" Bullock ordered as he got on the radio. "We need air support, the Batman has attacked the convoy," the grizzled Detective said as he allowed the prison transport to drive past them, while his lead car got between the oncoming Batmobile and the transport. "Good thing we planned for this," Bullock then said as he reached back, and opened a large gun case, revealing what looked like... and in fact was, a grenade launcher.

Normally it would be used for less then lethal applications, but considering what he had just witnessed earlier that day... Bullock wasn't taking any chances. "I knew you were going to crack sooner or later Bats, I just didn't realize how far you would fall," the Detective said with regret as he loaded a high explosive, armor piercing grenade into the launcher and then kneeled backwards through the moonroof of his car.

He took aim through the sights and lobbed the first grenade straight into the armored cockpit of the vehicle. It exploded with a thunderous blast of fire and noise, smoke belching from where the driver should've been sitting. Yet the car kept moving. Unable to comprehend this, Bullock reached into his sling and loaded a beehive flechette round and this time, aimed low.

The launcher recoiled backwards as the shell itself exploded onto the roadway, hundreds of sharp spike like flechettes instantly shredding the leading wheels of the pursuing Batmobile, and immediately started to make it drive wildly out of control, before crashing into the ditch.

With a sigh of relief, Bullock slumped into the passenger seat, as it was still driving behind the armored transport. "Tell Gordon to send the reinforcements to the crash site instead of to support us. They'll need to dig ol Batman out of a ditch this time."

The transport car was ahead of the leading car, and everything was as according to plan, the new police checked on his watch, fumbling with it to get it straight so he could read it properly, and unnoticed to anyone in the transport, twisted the handle and suddenly there was an explosion from the back of the metal covered car and the metal door of the car flew off, smashing into the window shield of the car behind it.

The strapped clown took actio nas she saw a chance to excape, her aphrodisiac affected mind running wild, kneeing the men by her side she leaped towards freedom, by got caght by the strong hand of Manhunter who held her face down whiel the two men groaned in agony. But the heroine had no time to react when suddenly she felt a sharp sting on her ass, which had been in the air as she pushed down the struggling villain, and she suddenly found herself loosing feeling in her body before falling limp over the wiggling Harley, the smirking police man smirked and threw out the groaning ppolice men out the open back, making them roll as they hit the street.

The car then drove off into the forest, as the drive had been replaced with the unconscious swat woman he had captured from the swat team earlier. Taking off his disguise revealing his batman costume beneath it, the batman drove the computer steered car int the darkest part of the forest before getting off ,his three captives over his shoulders, and then had the car drive off towards the cliffs standing by the ocean.

The 'batmobile' that laid in ruin had suddenly shifted, the destroyed tires and cockpit parts were ejected and suddenly the entire frame shifted into a small glider like craft which flew off into the horizon, leaving only makeshift parts so common you couldn't tell if they were brought in china or europe. Batman had used one of his extra transports as a test subject for an emergency if his cockpit got attacked, it would eject all the parts not traceable and then shift into the frame of a low alitude hovercraft, which could fly for short periods of times.

Back to the genius in question, batman took the three women deep into the forest, using his new mutation powers to leap fro mtree to tree with his feet alone. But soon enough were the scent of Harley's arousal too much for him and he sought to release his desires, it was a good deal away from the road and the cops would spend days trying to track them with dogs, who couldn't track someone traveling over trees.

Leaping down by a big rock by a small stream Batman removed Manhunter's gadgets, and clothes, leaving only her mask, and also stripped the swat woman, then tied their arms behind their backs and tired their thighs together so they couldn't do more then kneel, andh e ptu their panties into their motuhs as gags. Placing them by the rock he too Harley and grinned at her flustered face as he began to take off her straightjacket. "You didn't think I would not finish what we started Harley my dear?" He then pushed her down o nher back over the rock and riped what remained of her spandex apart, leavign jsut a few shreds o nher skin, and then without warning pulled otu his cock and with a single thrust split her pussy and with hard thrusts began to fuck her body, his left hand groping her right tit while the other gripped her waist, pulling her body agaisnt his thrusts. "Yeah! You like that whore?! Finally getting the cock your slutty cunt needed harley!? Bet it's better then Joker's limp noodle that you had to satisfy your slutty body with!"

It was obvious to Batman that her pussy was becoming sopping wet, she was obviously aroused as he found she was already slick with juice as soon as he had made his first, deep penetrating thrust. Her entire body jerked upward, her weak legs spasming in response as Harley simply grunted, her nearly limp body proving a much easier and less resisting fuck then before.

She couldn't put up a fight even if she wanted to, and he could tell that just from his presence, she was growing wet. Soon, he could hear the audible wet sounds punctuating every powerful, dominating thrust he made into the broken villainesses tight pussy, breaking her utterly as she laid sprawled out on the rock, her only reaction being the occasional deadpan moan or coo of pleasure as he claimed her once and for all.

Ultimately Batman realized this was fitting his purpose perfectly, the less noise she made, the more he could fuck her without the danger of being found out unexpectedly.

Grunting out with raw pleasure and lust batman kept smacking his hips against the slick crotch of his new fuck toy, her pussy clamping down on his hard on like a suction tube, his balls slapped against her firm buttocks, her tits bouncing, making wet slapping noises as they sometimes hit each other, sweat dripping over her body. Suddenly turning her on her side, lifting up one of her legs over his shoulder, he began to fuck her sideways, the two tied up women by the rock getting an eyeful of her pussy being speared by his cock, they couldn't move away as their tied up thighs made it impossible to lean backwards, thus their faces were at front row of the rape of the villainess' tight cunt.

Raising a hand he began to slap her tight ass and fucked her even faster and harder, her juices squrted out over the women's faces as she orgasmed again and again, panting and moaning like a retard, her mind too much in pleasure and desire to act on rational thoughts. "Here cums Batman Harley!" He growled out as his cock constricted and began to expand as he pumped more and more into her womb until he made one last thrust and his dick, being pumped by the slutty clown's internal muscles, squirted nearly a gallon of seed into her unprotected womb ,her insides milking up the white seed but couldn't hold it all in as some squirted out of her pussy and over the faces of Manhunter and the policewoman.

Jerking out his cock from her cunt, leaving a panting, groaning and satisfied Harley Quinn on the rock. turning towards the two women with juice and seed over their faces he spoke up in a naughty voice. "Time for the main course." Gabbing the unnamed swat officer Batman untied her thighs and thrusts a pair of fingers into her pussy and smirked as he felt the slickness in it, her cheeks blushing in shame at her wetness. "so the naughty swat needs someone to fill her snatch? Well this is your lucky night cause I am going to fuck your brains out."

OOC: Bumping with the batarang.