Barbara rubbed her wrists, still feeling the sting from her bindings. Being tied down like some animal had been humiliating, but Barbara didn’t hold any grudges. She wanted to forge a new path with the two criminals that would build a better Gotham and a bigger belly for her. Any thought of losing the weight she’d gained had long been abandoned. Barbara had hated her new waistline because she thought it would end her crime fighting days. However, now that she knew it would only improve her crime fighting, she loved every pound of blubber on her round frame. The crime-fighting girl wasn’t the only one loving the weight, as Barbara could see from the look in Poison Ivy’s eyes. The green villain walked beside her lumbering new partner and patted her fatty back.

“It’s great to have you on the team Batgirl. Harley and me wanted more big girls to help us with our crime spree and with you no one will stop us. Why don’t we celebrate the new relationship by sending some of Gotham’s boys in blue for a trip to your colons,” Poison Ivy chuckled. She wanted to see the newest addition to their group eat someone for two reasons. Firstly, it would prove Batgirl’s sincerity to eating Gotham’s criminals, but also, if Batgirl were anything like Harley, eating would put Batgirl in the mood for some loving. Poison Ivy nearly started to drool at the thought of being squeezed between both Batgirl and Harley. She wanted to get the big bat superhero under the covers and see how she compared pound to pound to Ivy’s true love.

“Hold it!” Barbara exclaimed before anyone could move. She stared sternly at her partners before speaking. “We have to go over some ground rules before we do anything.”

“Ground rules,” Harley whined and slumped down her bed with Poison Ivy. The idea of operating under rules unnerved Harley. She thought they were just going to go around gobbling up everyone they see on the street and making out after it was over. Playing by the rules was never her forte. This alliance was starting to seem like a bad idea to Harley the longer it lasted and she was starting to consider just swallowing Batgirl to put the end to all this. In spite of her feelings, Harley listened to Batgirl to see what she had to say.

“One thing I will not accept is eating police officers or innocent bystanders. Harley and me will only eat criminals. We can lick, suck or taste anyone, but we only digest criminals.” Harley grumbled something under her breath. It didn’t take a genius to see that Harley didn’t like the idea of not being able to eat certain people. Sighing, Barbara sat down beside Harley to ease any worries she might have.

“Don’t worry Harley, with the huge numbers of criminals in Gotham ranging in ever age or size, it won’t be hard to get more then our fill. Just think of it as killing two birds with one stone. We make the city safer and get to be full of yummy, squirming evildoer.” Barbara smiled reassuringly at Harley, who eventually nodded to Barbara’s stipulation. It didn’t matter to her who was in her stomach, only that she was full.

“Second, from now on, we only steal from other criminals. No more bank jobs, or breaking into museums or…”

“Wait a moment,” Poison Ivy cut in before Barbara could finish. The villain squeezed in between Harley and Barbara, momentarily swooning from having two fat girls so close to her. She pushed the naughty thoughts back and smirked at Barbara coyly.

“We have no problems with your demands, but what about our demands?” Poison Ivy wanted to team up with Batgirl, but she wanted a few things in exchange. If they were going to change their operation, then the costumed vigilante had to repay the favor.

“What demands?” Barbara enviously asked. Poison Ivy didn’t respond right away, her eyes lingered on Barbara undressing her with her eyes, which wasn’t hard considering how scantily clad the hero was. Poison Ivy flashed a positively evil smile that made Barbara gulp and Harley giggle in excitement. Something interesting was going to happen.