“What a yummy little boy,” Harley smirked as she eyed what had come out of Batgirl’s ass. The dark haired youth cringed, not sure if Harley meant that she thought he looked cute or looked like a nice snack. As Harley licked her lips, she pondered the same question. The boy did have a nice package on him, a hell of a lot better then Mister J ever had. If she wanted to, she could have a lot of fun with the boy. Then again, she was hungry and hunger was always a driving force for Harley along with lust.

“What’s on your mind, lover?” Poison Ivy purred as she slinked over to Harley’s side. “Do you want to do some bumping and grinding with the boy or some burping and gulping instead?”

“Actually…” Harley drew out with a big manic grin. “I’m going to do both. This boy looks like he can give me quite a ride before taking a stroll towards my colon. What do you say boy, want to try some serious villain pussy?”

“Uuuuuhhhhh,” Tim mumbled as he stared at over three hundred pounds of super villain. He was still disorientated from being pulled from his prison inside Barbara’s upper intestines and was having trouble grasping that Harley Quinn wanted to fuck and eat him. His eyes roamed the expansive body belonging to the biggest criminal in Gotham. Harley’s body reminded Tim of Barbara’s, big and soft. He looked at those huge breasts that barely sagged and that wide waist that he wouldn’t be able to get his arms around. His erection throbbed at the sight of Harley, but his brain wasn’t as responsive. He knew that after he had the night of his life with Harley, he would be coming out of her ass, this time brown and much smaller.

“M-maybe another time,” he stuttered as he backed away from the huge super villain. Harley shook her head, getting a kick out of the fear she saw on her preys face.

“It wasn’t an offer, boyo. My pussy wants you and my stomach has sloppy seconds.” Harley started to head for her prey, with Poison Ivy beside her. The green villain would hold the boy down as Harley rode him to his heart’s content. Once he went soft or Harley got bored, whichever came first, Poison Ivy would feed the boy to her partner and watch him squirm inside Harley. It would be a fun time for everyone, except at the end for Tim.

“W-wait,” Tim pleaded as he backed away. He tried to think of something to say, but nothing came to mind that would discourage the hot and hungry Harley. The villains got a few feet away from him and were ready to pounce, when a very thick arm wrapped around Tim’s back protectively.

“I thought we had a deal, girls. We only eat criminal’s now, little boys are not on the menu.”

Tim turned around, seeing Barbara smiling coyly past him at Harley and Poison Ivy. His first instinct was to call out her name, but he forced it down because he couldn’t reveal Barbara’s identity as Batgirl. Then he noticed that Barbara wasn’t wearing anything, including a mask. He wanted to ask what she was doing unmasked and naked in front of two villains, but Harley started speaking first.

“He is a criminal! He was trespassing in your ass! If someone was hiding away behind my buns, I’d sure label them a lawbreaker.” Harley crossed her arms over her bosom, trying to look like she had authority. Barbara rolled her eyes at the stupid display, not impressed at all.

“He isn’t a trespasser. He’s…” Barbara paused and looked at Tim. For the first time since having sex, they’re eyes met. Tim looked into Barbara’s eyes with hope and trust, but what he saw in hers was something strange. There was a blankness in her eyes that he’d never seen before that gave him a chill. Her lips curled back into an evil smirk as she finished her sentence.