"Really?" Ivy said, putting her hand to her chin and smirking. "Yep, from now on, Harley Quinn is going to be all about the blubber" Harley slapped her exposed belly for emphasis. She was very serious about her new gimmick. In fact, ever since falling into the Chemical V vat, Harley had actually become serious about a lot of things, mainly her hunger. Harley's obese body had granted her a feeling of authority. That and the fact that she could eat people. Anyway, this new authority had allowed Harley to reach her true potential. Before, she had been stuck as just a sidekick, and with the Joker, she couldn't even tell her own jokes to add to her boss's flair. Even when she was partnered with Ivy she didn't stray far from her harlequin persona. Finall she had found something that no one else had as a gimmick, and she was very happy with it.

"Sounds good Harl, now tell me, exactly how will you express your new gimmick?" Ivy was very interested if Harley's new thing would be expressed by crimes, or something else entirely.
"Well from now on I want to have both henchman and henchgirls, plus with the girls, they'll have to at least have pot bellies if they want in on my operations." Harley started. Villains in Gotham, as well as a few other cities also did this as well, where they expressed their gimmick even through the goons that worked for them. "What about the men? Do they have to be fat to?" Ivy asked. "Naw, the guys will have to be buff, I draw the line at that." Harley may love fat now, but she was still a woman. "Sounds good to me, keep going." Ivy encouraged.
"Okay, I'm also gonna start eating folks during the crime, that'll get me on the news for sure, Ha!" Harley laughed. She became eager at just the thought of swallowing more people whole. She hadn't eaten anyone since Mr. J, and the craving was coming back.
Ivy was excited about this as well. Despite being a criminal, Ivy never really had the thrill of the caper come over her before. She just wanted to get what she came for, and leave. Besides, even though she commits robberies and all that, her main goal was to never to become super rich or anything typical like that, she just wanted to protect mother nature, and have a place to live. Maybe live with someone else.......

"Oh, and I'm gonna need a new costume too." Ivy snapped out her thoughts. Upon hearing Harley mention her clothes, she realized that her friend was currently wearing, almost nothing. Her costume was merely shreds thanks to her candy binge earlier, and with her now 300 pound body, it was amazing to her dignity was still covered. Actually, Harley was never much for dignity, which was good because while the top of her costume was only torn around her huge belly, the bottom half was nothing but shreds. Her legs were completely exposed, her hip region was still covered though, but right behind it, almost nothing covered Harley's large behind.
Ivy's mind was flooded with all sorts of naughty thoughts, and she wanted so badly to shout them out to Harley, but instead she asked "What...exactly did...you have in mind?".

"Something that shows of the curves." Ivy quietly thanked god. "If my new gimmick is gonna be fat, I'm gonna flaunt it." Harley giggled insanely as she was. Her fat would wiggle and jiggle for everyone to see, just before they became part of it.
"Sounds....good to me." Ivy was still surpressing the burning in her loins. Suddenly, Harley hugged her.
"Harley?" Ivy was confused. "I know Red, you're ain't much for the mushy stuff, but I just wanted to thank you." Harley explained. Ivy's hands immediately traveled around Harley's body, but they couldn't meet. "You've been one of the best friends a girl could have, and now, when I'm ready to start over, I'm glad you'll be right here beside me." Harley finished. She pushed her friend deeper into her flab. Ivy's body fit just so perfectly in her fat form, and Harley still loved the feeling of someone sink into her folds. Ivy's was for now resting on Harley's barely covered chest. Oh how she longed for it to be between the fat udders. The fat felt so warm around her, all Ivy wanted to do was to be completely submerged in her partner's blubber, and become one with it.
When the hug ended, Ivy spoke in a raspy voice "Would you excuse me?".
Harley tilted her head as she watched her leave so quickly.

Ivy had closed to door to her room in her hideout. Her costume tossed to the floor, she sat down on the bed and now worked her hand between her thighs. She gasped as pleasure flooded through her body, and sweat trickeled down her green hued skin. Her mind had already been flooded with dirty thoughts and fantasies, and feeling that warm, soft body against hers, was all she could take.
As she self pleasured herself, her mind was only focused on one thing "Harley".