Batman tried his best to break free of his restraints, but it wasn't working. Probably because it was his own personal line that was currently binding his wrists and ankles, and it was nearly impossible to break. He couldn't believe his current situation, and all because of some stupid mistake he shouldn't have made. A mistake he wouldn't have made, had he not just endured a grueling week of dealing with most of his worst enemies. Each night of the week, he had dealt with brutal battles with his toughest foes. Sunday through Friday, a villain each night: Two-Face, Killer Croc, Clayface, Poison Ivy, Bane, and finally the Joker and Harley Quinn.
Now here he was, at the mercy of some fat villainess he had never even heard of, named Nookie Swoozie. She was over 6' tall and 400 pounds of dark brown skin. She was wearing a pair of lime green booty shorts and a bright purple tank top, that looked more like a bra due to her massive belly. To top off her outrageous appearance, she was wearing a bright pink wig all done up. Meanwhile, her gang of equally flamboyant fat women watched the scene unfold. All because he fell into an obvious trap.
"What are you planning?" Batman yelled from the floor. "You won't get away with this, I will beat you."
"Why don't you try to signal for help then Batman," Nookie taunted. "Oh wait, you can't do that can you. Not when you don't have your belt," she laughed, pointing to one of her fat underlings wearing the belt snugly around one of her massive thighs.
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