While Harley and Barbara slept, Tim squirmed around inside the womb of the latter, trying to get comfortable and involuntarily making Barbara moan in her sleep. It was hard to get comfortable in the tiny womb with the darkness and the other guest in Barbara taking up so much room. Tim was ready to give up and try falling asleep in his currant uncomfortable position, when a green glow filled the womb.

“Thought we could use a little light,” Poison Ivy said calmly, pointing to a small glowing sprout hanging from the top of the womb. Tim blinked to adjust his eyes, seeing his currant location under the green glow of Poison Ivy’s light bulb plant. He could see Poison Ivy across from him, smiling contentedly at him with a pleased look on her face.

“You know, both me and Harley don’t even know your name. Considering you fucked one of us, it’d be nice to have something to call you other then young stud.”

Tim blushed at a wink Poison Ivy gave him. Unlike Harley and Barbarra, Poison Ivy wasn’t coming on strong and screwing him without a second word. The villain was trying to get to know the young boy before screwing him silly. Seeing no harm in giving his name, Tim politely introduced himself.

“I’m Tim, it’s nice to meet you.” Tim put out his hand, but Poison Ivy declined his offer to shake hands. Instead, she crawled over to him and sat beside him, leaning her soft, luscious body against his. Time nervously looked at Poison Ivy beside him. No matter how much sex he had, he still got tongue tied around cute girls.

“Well Tim, I don’t think I have to make an introduction. You already know me by my criminal moniker Poison Ivy and that’s good enough. I think introductions are important, especial considering the situation we both are in.”

“What do you mean by situation? Do you mean being inside Batgirl’s womb?” Tim asked tensely as Poison Ivy cuddled up beside him. He expected the older woman to be all over him, but instead she cuddled and spoke sweetly to him. It unnerved Tim, who had expected sex the moment he entered the womb. In a way, it was disappointing that Poison Ivy only wanted to talk, but in another way, the calmness in her voice made Tim feel better about the strange situation he was in.

“No, I was referring to our mutual relationships with big, lustful women that we love. You do love Batgirl, right?”

Tim thought about it for a minute, he loved Barbara, but he wasn’t sure it was the type of love you have for someone you want to marry. His love for her was more out of friendship. He loved Barbara and would do anything for her because he saw her as a supportive older sister that he could also have sex with. So the answer was yes, he did love Barbara.

“I love her,” Tim said and nodded solemnly.

“You love Batgirl and I love Harley, therefore we devote yourself to them, giving them everything they want. Comfort, possessions, love, and a heap loads of sex. We’re devoted to them, through thick and thin. It’s hard for other people to understand that type of devotion unless they feel it. That’s why I want to be friends with you Tim, because you’re the only one who could understand what it feels like to live for a fat, horny woman.”

“You want to be friends?” Tim guardedly asked.

“Yes,” Poison Ivy said simply. She was devoted entirely to Harley, it had started small, but as Harley grew, so did her love for the manic woman. It felt great to fall in love with such a lively person, but with her dedication, came a sense of loneliness. She would sit by Harley’s side forever if she could and she needed someone to be a buffer, to talk to when Harley was busy. Tim was sweet, sexy and mostly understood how it felt to love a woman similar to Harley. She had two big fat lovers, now she needed a friend.

Seeing the feeling of isolation in Poison Ivy’s eyes, Tim agreed willingly. “ Sure I’ll be your friend. It’ll be nice to have someone to talk to when Batgirl gets too rough. But just because we’re friends does that mean we can’t….”

“I’ll fuck you in the morning,” Poison Ivy laughed; glad her new friend was as sex crazed as her. She pulled Tim into her lap and started lightly petting his dark hair. “Tonight, we rest because tomorrow's going to be busy.”

Tim nodded and rested his head between Poison Ivy’s breasts. He closed his eyes and let himself drift off under the steady beat of Barbara’s heartbeat. Today had been the strangest day of his life. He had become Barbara and Harley’s sex slave, started a friendship with Poison Ivy and was again trapped inside Barbara’s body. Things didn’t get weirder then this.