A year had gone by and the world was no longer the same place. Crime was down ninety percent and criminals were now scared to leave their homes a face the wrath of superheroes. It had begun with the formation of the FJL, the Fat Justice league, made up of nearly every female superhero and most of the female super villains. They had stopped everyone from purse-snatchers to Lex Lurther, sending them all to an inescapable prison. It had started with three and quickly become hundreds. They now operated out of the old Justice League watchtower, which was not only their headquarters, but also a place for hookups. Eating criminals created hormones and with the hundreds of criminals being eaten every day, the ladies couldn’t keep their hands off one another. On board the Watchtower tonight were two of the founding members enjoying themselves on one of the many super sized beds located around the space station. When most of the women weighing more then four hundred pounds, chairs were just not practical.



“It sure is nice being on the side of good, ain’t it Red?” Harley laughed as she gobbled up a whole cooked ham into her distended jaws. Juice ran down her lips from the messy snack and would of continued to drip down the rest of her body, that is, if Poison Ivy hadn’t crawled up to her beloved Harley’s face to lick the ham juices off her multiple chins. Harley giggled as she felt her tiny green lovers tongue lick at the bottom of her face. Poison Ivy moved her head up after cleaning the juices and pushed her tongue into Harley’s mouth. Over the year, all of Poison Ivy’s concerns of being forgotten by Harley had been abandoned. They were surrounded by hundreds of super fat, super sexy women all day, but Harley always came home with her. Seeing her lover resist temptation had strengthened the bond between them and made them better as a couple. The two girls shared a long, passionate kiss, but were eventually interrupted by polite coughing.

“I don’t suppose you have room for me on that bed?” Harley and Poison Ivy turned to see Batgirl grinning hopefully at them. Many things had changed over the year, but something’s would stay the same and that was the strange love triangle Between Poison Ivy, Harley and Batgirl. They had each been with other men and women, but in the end that always ended up together.

“I thought you and Supergirl were pretty tight?” Poison Ivy teased. Since the formation of the FJL, Batgirl had been with nearly every member. Recently, she had been spending a lot of time with one of the leagues strongest and fattest members, Supergirl. The kryptonian girl had been infected by Poison Ivy’s own variation of chemical V like the rest of the leagues members; only she had accepted her new urges with out hesitation. On her first hunt, she had eaten every criminal in Metropolis, earning her so much girth that even she couldn’t get up. For a superhero with the power to lift a plane with one hand to be immobile, she had to have weighed over two thousand pounds. Her ass had been so big, each cheek had easily been bigger then a car. Supergirl kept most of the weight, becoming the fattest member of the league and therefore, the most popular. It was kind of a surprise to find Batgirl not snuggling with the tremendously fat blond superhero.

Batgirl sighed wearily. “We had a little bit of a falling out. The sex with her was amazing, but she swallows me too much and keeps me in her gut while she screwed another member of the league.”

“What’s so wrong with that? I spend a lot of my time lounging around inside Harley, even when she’s having fun with other people.” When not having sex or fighting crime, Poison Ivy had taken to staying inside her lover’s vast belly. She mostly sleep there during the night because she wanted to stay near Harley, but sleeping beside her could be fatal if the five hundred pound woman rolled over while asleep.

“Being inside Supergirl is great, but she keeps me in there for way too long and leaves me out of all the fun. I confronted her about it and she admitted that she gets off faster when she has a full meal inside her. Since food is digested so quickly, the only way to keep a full stomach for more then a few minutes is if she has a FJL member inside her. We agreed to screw other people for a while. I don’t mind being used as a sex toy, but I prefer to get some pleasure out of it.” Pouting over her own mistreatment, Poison Ivy and Harley shared a small laugh at their lover’s small problem. Barbara had already gotten over the breakup and was ready to resume her relationship with the two founding members of the league. Harley and Poison Ivy had no problem taking Barbara back, she brought more fun to the bedroom and they genuinely cared for the redhead. The other girls in the FJL were nice and fun in the sack, but only Barbara could be considered a loved one to the former felons.

Harley was about to shuffle over and let Barbara lie down beside her, when a screen lit up above them. Turning, they were greeted by a very frazzled Tim on the screen.

“Come in FJL. Come in FJL. Can anyone read me?”

“Were here Robin, what’s happening? I thought you were rounding up some of the remaining metahuman criminals with Giganta in Jump City? Is everything okay?” Batgirl asked Tim curiously. Even though the league was made up of women, male superheroes were still around to help the women hunt down criminals and protect their backs while they were eating. It was common to team up each female member with a male superhero. Tim became the envy of every male in the league when he was placed with the large in both width and length ex-criminal Giganta.

“We’re fine, but….” Tim looked over panned the camera away from himself and Batgirl, Poison Ivy and Harley saw what the problem was right away. Giganta had eaten so much her body was immobile. That wouldn’t be a problem if she weren’t fifty stories high. She was rolling around in the middle of Jump city, her fat, colossal form smashing into buildings as she tried to move.

“Giganta was fighting this new meta-human called Billy Numerous, who could self-duplicate into hundreds of copies of himself. After scarfing down about five hundred Billys, Giganta collapsed. If that isn’t bad enough, hundreds of Billys are stuck in her rolls of fat. She can’t shrink down without crushing them. I need some help digging them out so Giganta can shrink down safely.”

Batgirl nodded and turned to the lovers on the bed, who nodded as well. They had a duty to do and there was no time for snuggling. “We’ll be there in a few minutes, is anyone else there?”

“Batman and Catwoman showed up, but they went to check under Giganta’s butt for any more victims. I saw them crawl between her cheeks and disappear. I’m sure they’re more then alright,” Tim said with a small knowing smile. Barbara shared his grin. Since crime had been nearly reduced to nothing, Batman had softened up and had started to show a side of himself that no one had seen before, a perverted side. Him and Catwoman were going at it like rabbits, using every chance they got to screw like there was no tomorrow. Batman probably saw this as a minor problem and had used Giganta’s immobility to crawl up her ass for some private time with his feline lover. Maybe after this was over, she’d join him and they could all have some fun together.

“We’ll be there soon, Batgirl out.” Shutting off the screen, Barbara turned back to Poison Ivy and Harley, who were both getting out of bed and getting dressed. Barbara watched Harley push her fatty body into her skintight uniform, admiring every inch of blubber she pushed in. Cleaning themselves off, Barbara took them to the transporter room.

“You know, I heard Zatanna talking about setting Tim up with his own team in Jump city after all the good job he’s been doing so far,” Harley commented as they walked. Barbara nodded, she had been keeping up with Tim’s progress inside the League and was proud at how far he’d gotten. Tim had gone from sidekick to superhero before her very eyes.

“I already know. Tim deserves it, he’s worked hard and deserves his own team. I also heard that he’s getting two new young female superheroes that have huge potential. Lets hope they don’t mind sharing their leader because I’m not done with Tim just yet.” Poison Ivy and Harley nodded to what Barbara said. Tim might be going to a new team, but he would always be one of them. They reached the teleportation room and got into position.

“Ready to craw through hundreds of tons of blubber and pull out criminals to eat?” Barbara asked Harley, who grinned merrily and nodded. Smiling herself, Barbara activated the teleporter and sent them down to earth.



Things had changed a lot over the year, but crime was still present on earth. However, that all might change all thanks to a few women and one huge hunger they all shared. Criminals beware, the Fat Justice League is here.