Barbara struggled against the ropes, but finding her newfound strength unable to break her binds. She looked around her at Poison Ivy and Harley. The fat one was eyeing her like a piece of meat, drooling slightly as she took in the meal in front of her. The thinner of the pair was eying her as well, but her hunger wasn’t the food related type. Poison Ivy didn’t hide the fact that she was admiring Batgirl’s hefty body. Her eyes roomed from Barbara’s huge breasts to her thick thighs, eating up the girl’s huge frame. Both the villains were looking at her differently, but Barbara felt uncomfortable under both eyes.

“What are you going to do to me?”

The villains chuckled and motioned for their henchmen and henchwomen to leave. Everyone, but the diabolical pair vacated quickly, they were all just happy to get out the room because Harley’s fart still lingered in the air. Alone with Harley and Poison Ivy, the blond clown girl leaned over Barbara to whisper into her ear. “I’m going to eat ya of coarse. All that fat inside of you will be mine and I’ll be the fattest girl in all of Gotham.”

“And I’ll be the happiest girl in Gotham,” Ivy piped in. Barbara watched in shock as Poison Ivy leaned forward and gave Harley a peck on the kiss. The villains shared a tender look and Barbara knew without a doubt that Harley and Poison Ivy’s partnership went beyond just crime.

“You two are lesbians?” Barbara screamed. There had been rumors in the seedier hangouts in Gotham that the two criminals had a thing going, but all the super heroes thought it was just perverted criminals spreading rumors.

“Technically we’re bisexual. Got a problem with that?” Poison Ivy challenged, ready to pull out some of her more deadly poisons to put Batgirl into a world of pain if she answered badly.

“No, no, no, I think you dating is fine. I think when two people are attracted to one another, gender plays no role in their love.” What Barbara didn’t say was that she understood perfectly what it was like to be bisexual because she had a slight fascination with both genders as well. She’d never actually been with another woman before, but she had fantasized about them from time to time. Barbara wasn’t sure if she was bi-curious or a full blown bisexual. All she was certain of was that Tim wasn’t the only one that liked big booties.

“Whew, what a relief,” Harley heaved a sigh and wiped her brow with the back of her head. “I was a little worried you were one of those prissy bitch types. I’m glad I’m not going to be eating a racist.”

“Wait!” Barbara screamed as Harley’s massive chops opened and she looked down the salivating mouth into Harley’s darkened throat. She felt the woman’s hot breath against her face as she drew closer. Everything flashed in front of Barbara’s eyes, every decision she’d made and action she’d taken. An epiphany hit her as she realized what she could say to get out of this.

“If you eat me, you’ll lose a potential partner!” Barbara screamed and Harley’s mouth stopped right over her head. The woman pulled back, glaring at Batgirl for interrupting her meal.

“If this is a trick, so help me I’ll…”

“I’ve eaten several people and liked it!” Barbara blurted out, putting an end to whatever Harley was going to say. Harley looked at Barbara carefully, trying to decide if she was lying. Poison Ivy thought about Barbara’s words as well and became lost in thought. Barbara saw that the criminal’s were interested in what she’d said, but they needed to hear more. Pushing away any fears she had, Barbara told two of her enemies about the dark, hungry urges that she had given in to.

“I ate these two criminals and they tasted so good, and ever since, I haven’t regretted it. I know they died, but honestly that doesn’t bother me because they were scum and by becoming my food they served a good purpose. Since we both can understand what it feels like to hunger for squirming, living people, I think it would be best if we formed some kind of partnership. Now, I’m not going to go around eating cops or innocent people, but together, we can get rid of all Gotham’s criminals and increase our waistlines.”

Harley looked dubious about Barbara’s offer. She narrowed her eyes at the bound girl. “If this is some scheme to get me to go strait, it ain’t going to happen.”

“Wait Harley, maybe we should think about this,” Poison Ivy quickly said to her impulsive partner. The two backed away and huddled up, quietly talking amongst them about Barbara’s idea.

A relieved sigh escaped Barbara. She had been worried that Harley was going to think she was lying and eat her. Everything Barbara had said was true, she did want to team up with Harley and eat her way through Gotham’s criminals. Mere inches from Harley’s mouth, Barbara realized that she wanted to do two things, clean up Gotham and eat. Batman wouldn’t help her once he found out about her new diet, but Harley would be more then happy to eat every criminal that walked the street. If the fat villain could be turned to her side, Barbara would have the ultimate partner that could help her binge on the crime in Gotham city, but only if she accepted.