Corrupting Joke (~Closed for PrincessSexci~)

[princesssexci]

Barbara was delirious because all these voices in her head were telling her all these different things, how boring Batman was and ugly and getting kind of a dad bod but not in a good way and she’d seen him naked a ton of times. She was actually well deserving of the nickname Batslut. The way Joker probably looked was what haunted her mind though as her hand slid down taut stomach. She’d been in her Lacey black underwear and bra for the last hour tripping on the literal laffy taffy.

No that was copyright. The stray in thought made her giggle. Giggle taffy.

Anyways back to her fantasy, he’d sneak into her condo because by now he probably knew her secret identity. He’d rip her clothes or rather underwear off. Barbara moaned as she grabbed her breast and squeezed her freehand found her pussy as she began to finger herself.

The colors in her head grew brighter and brighter the more she played with herself. She added another finger and pinched her nipple attempting to do so as hard as the Joker grabbed and mauled her breast.

“Fuuuck, j-Jo...” that didn’t sound right. “Touch me right there Mistah J.”

 

[Vagrant]

While Barbara might have thought that the Joker knew who she was under the mask, he actually didn't. He hadn't even tried to find out. He knew neither her nor Batman's secret identities. For Batgirl, she wasn't consequential enough to really care about. Batman was the entire point. And for the Bat himself, without even knowing who he was under the mask, the Joker understood him well enough to know that the Batman wasn't the mask.

The Batman was who he actually was. The mask was worn when he took the cowl off. The Joker was the one who saw the true man behind the mask. It was everyone else that were fooled. Not him. Never him.

The two of them were the perfect foils for the other, while at the same time being very very similar. The two of them were both crazy. The Joker figured that Batman knew that deep down, but he denied it. Joker's game wasn't to kill the Batman, it was the destroy the idea of the Batman by getting him to admit that he was no different from the Joker.

That's where Batgirl came in to play. Sure, he needed a new Harley and Batgirl was sexy as hell. So that was going to be fun, corrupting her to his side and getting to fuck her as well. But this was just step one of his Grand Joke. He wanted to prove to Batman that he and his cronies were one step away, and it was purely an act of will that kept them from sliding down the slippery slope.

First was Batgirl. Then Robin. And Finally? The Batman.

 

[princesssexci]

More colors.

More swirls.

Her eyes rolled in the back of her head.

You like that don’t ya Batslut? He’d say to her as he pounded her against the bed frame, harder and harder and even harder still.

“Shit, fuck! Yesss omg I’m cumming, shiiiiit i-I’m cumming Mistah J....” She whimpered as she thrashed about on her bed. Her nipples hard as rocks aching for more than just her hand. Her pussy spasming against her three fingers.

She laid there in a daze. Oh god, she’d just masturbated to fantasies of the joker. She giggled, giggled again, then laughed hysterically until she fell asleep.

 

[Vagrant]

The taffy was the culmination of weeks of effort.

He had been putting himself into positions for her to catch him. Putting her in situations to be tempted, to benefit from his crimes, to accept gifts from him. All to get her to have the choice of doing what she knew she should or what he had been tempting her with.

Now it was time to see which she had chosen.

He gave the word that his surrogates started to distribute his product to the streets. The taffy was only a small part of what he was putting out there, but all of it was tainted with varying amounts of Joker toxin. Not enough to cause a massive issue for Gotham... yet, but enough to draw attention. If batman was prepared, the Joker would see countermeasures put in place immediately. However if he wasn't, then that would mean that Batgirl would be seeking him out soon enough.

He knew it wouldn't take long for the Detective's pupil to find him. And he would let her.

 

[princesssexci]

The next morning was trippy for Barbara as she stumbled out of bed. When she’d woken up she’d had her hand down her crotch and her other hand still gripping her breast. Nothing felt happy anymore. She reached for the green and purple taffy to bring that feeling of joy back but only grabbed the empty wrapper. Shit.

She reached for the box that the Joker had handed her. She didn’t need Batman to do chemical tests on these. If she ate another piece right now after it was done she could write down side effects. Of course she should do that now, shouldn’t she?

She pulled a piece out and stared at the notebook on her bedside then back at the candy. She looked at it as if she didn’t eat it now it would disappear. No but she needed... she needed....

She could write it down later. It’s not like the information was going anywhere. So for the next few hours and 3 pieces of giggle taffy later she laid in bed, horny as hell having fucked herself with her finger and then at some point she had stumbled out of her apartment to a sex store bought a giant purple dildo then came home and masturbated with that as well.

She was exhausted and her high was slowly coming down. Barbara reached for the box of candy and opened it, one piece left. She had to go out and see if she could find the joker making anymore....so she could give a piece to Batsy.

 

[Vagrant]

Joker was indeed making more, and he wasn't exactly easy to find.

He made sure that the dealers that got his product were only given small amounts at a time and were asked nicely to offload them quick, even if they had to give them away as a free sample. The point was to get as many cases of the Joker Toxin victims out in the wild as quickly as possible without any samples for batman to get his hands on. He'd be busy running around like a chicken with his head cut off trying to get the drop on his men to no avail.

It also meant that Batgirl wouldn't be able to just find a dealer and buy what she wanted if she couldn't find him. She would need to find him if she wanted another fix. And he was about to make her work for it.

 

[princesssexci]

Barbara pursed her lips as she searched the streets not as Batgirl. It might be too obvious as Batgirl. She was looking around as herself which in retrospect was a terrible idea. But maybe not? He wouldn’t know Batgirl was looking for the giggle taffy. Of course her secret identity might have been slightly obvious since she was the police chiefs daughter.

But it wasn’t the best idea.

As she roamed the streets in the back of her mind she was telling herself that she needed to find the taffy for Batman since she had pretty much pigged out on all of it.

Sure you’re actually gonna give it all to Batman just like the last box, right? Why don’t you find Mistah J instead and show him how well you perform as his Sidekick instead of bitchy Batsy.

She blinked again and shook her head.

He’d be so proud of ya puddin. Mistah J or maybe even Batsy, because you’re showing your true self. You’d prolly be his inspiration.

“SHUT UP!” She yelled as passerby’s walked past her looking at her like she was crazy. She gave a small smile before coming her fingers through her red hair. Out of her corner she saw someone hand a passerby some of the giggle taffy before running over to him. “Hey you! Hey, hi...” the guy looked at her raising his brow at her before recognizing her as Police Chief Gordon’s daughter.

“I ain’t done nothin wrong. It’s just candy. You ain’t got nothin on me.”

Aw ain’t that cute, he’s scared of ya. Dontcha just delight in having people scared of ya? You get that kinda reaction when you’re Harley. No one is scared of Batgirl. Just disappointed because she can’t get a simple piece of—-

“The candy that you handed that guy. Do you have anymore? I can make it worth your while...” she said winking at him. She wouldn’t actually do anything with this buffoon but sex always sold.

“Damn sorry lady that was my last. I can still take you up on your offer though.” He gave her a toothless smile and she cringed.

She just shook her head and walked off with a sigh.

 

[Vagrant]

As she walked away disappointed, he called out to her. "Hey Sugartits!"

"I hate ta see a bitch all sad and shit so I tell ya what. You give me a look at those melons and I'll tell ya where ya might find some more of that shit you're lookin for. But don't tell nobody I told ya nuthin. We got a deal?"

If she gave him what he wanted, he told her to find a guy that went by the name Flick. He got some stuff same time as the dealer did, and he might still have some left over. He liked to set up shop in an alley between a shop and brownstone a few blocks west.

After Barbara was gone, he pulled out his phone and called the guy that gave him the stuff. "Yo man, that Cop dude... you know... Gordon! His fine as bitch of a daughter was just here asking for some of this shit. No man, no cops, but what the fuck is she lookin for this shit for? It seemed like she knew exactly what she wanted. I sent her packin'... Bitch has some fucking nice titties though."

 

[princesssexci]

She couldn’t believe her bad luck. Of course he was out. OF COURSE! Barbara could feel her mouth turning down in a pout but it wasn’t like she was going to cry or anything. No candy was worth crying over. Batman was gonna hit the fan though when he didn’t get a sample and so would Har...

“You give me a look at those melons and I'll tell ya where ya might find some more of that shit you're lookin for. But don't tell nobody I told ya nuthin. We got a deal?"

Barbara hesitated could she do that? Could she even do that? That was against the law wasn’t it? To show yourself indecently. But how happy would Batman be if he got a sample of the jokers taffy.

How happy would Harley be?

Without even realizing it she was already lifting her top revealing her 32d breasts cocooned in lacey black bra. He gave her information about some guy named Flick and where to find him. Instantly she pulled her shirt down and wrote the name down in her cellphone.

“Thank you!” She said as she ran off not even noticing him making the phone call.

 

[Vagrant]

As Barbara walked away Harley happily talked in her head. "See? Guys like that just love our tits. They're fucking great, after all. Just like Mistah J loves our tits. And don't lie, we like showin' em off for bad boys like that low life drug dealer and Mistah J. It gets us all at hot and juicy, don't it."

"We got a thing for bad boys who break the rules... you wanted it with Batsy for so long, but he didn't seem interested... that's when you created me... So you could have your fun with someone bad like Mistah J... someone crazy just like Batsy... just like you, without feelin guilty."

"But then you and Batsy got it on for a bit and I wasn't needed no more... you had your fun but it didn't last... couldn't last with Batsy being such a boring fuddy duddy like he is and you knew it. That's when I came back! Oooh, is that the Flick guy we're lookin for?" Harley had talked the entire time Barbara was walking towards where she was directed. In the shadows of the alley, right where she was told, were two men, one clearly in control.

"Who's that other guy? He better not be takin our stuff! If he is, we outta kick his ass!"

 

[princesssexci]

Barb wasn’t sure when the voice had stopped or even started as she made her way to find this Flick character but it was really starting to mess with her psyche. She pursed her lips as she now stared at the two guys . Who was that other guy though was he trying to take her stuff? Came Harley’s voice but she wasn’t even sure what he was trying to do. Did she go up to him?

Yes she should go up to him because just standing there wasn’t exactly going to get her anything.

‘Thatta girl!’

Jesus that voice was going to drive her insane, literally. If it hadn’t already! As she moved closer she cleared her throat,”I uh I got ya numba...I mean number i got your number from this guy on Blackberry ave.” What the fuck was going on with her voice. She had to make sure she was enunciating every word.

“Are ya Flick?”

 

[Vagrant]

"I think your voice sounds sexy baby!" Harley giggled in her head. "And I bet our puddin' Mistah J does too!"

The dealer looked her over as she approached him asking if he was flick. He had no idea who she was, just recently arrived in Gotham, so while the previous dealer she spoke to recognized her as Gordon's daughter, Flick had no clue. All he could tell was she wasn't one of his regulars, and she really didn't looks like someone who would be coming to him on a normal day. That meant she was likely after that new shit that was being passed around.

Being just a low level pusher, and new to the scene in Gotham he wasn't nearly as in the know as others might be. He had no clue what this new shit was, just that everyone was calling it candy. "Look, babe, if you're here for that candy shit that folks've been talking about, that guy there..." he motioned to the man that was talking with him as Barbara approached and was now leaving the alley. "He bought my last 2 pieces. Maybe you can strike a deal with him, cause I don't know what the deal is with this shit, and I don't know when I'm going to get more."

"I knew it!" Harley exploded. "I just knew that fucker was going to ruin our day! We should ruin his! Kick his ass and take the taffy from him. We need it more than he does. We deserve it!"

 

[princesssexci]

"I just knew that fucker was going to ruin our day! We should ruin his! Kick his ass and take the taffy from him. We need it more than he does. We deserve it!"

She tried to force the voice out of her head. Barb was trying so hard to tell herself she was nothing like Harley and yet here she was trying to get that joker taffy like a common drug addict.

“Okay thank you!” Without another word her legs carried her as fast as they could. What was she doing? Why was she acting like this? This wasn’t her normal behavior. As if on cue her phone started ringing almost bring her back to normal. Her running slowed down as she pulled the cellphone from her back pocket. It was Batsy...Batman.

She glanced behind her where she’d been running towards her. The guy was gone.

“Har— Barbara speaking.”

“You didn’t check in with me last night.” Bruce said. Check in...with what she’d found but it was gone now. It flowed through her system. “I had some trouble acquiring it.”

 

[Vagrant]

As Barbara talked to Batman, Harley quietly sang a poppy tune in her head, though it was of a rather vulgar nature.

‘Do me, do me, do me, baby, spread my legs and screw me, baby....
Do me, do me, do me, baby, spread my legs and screw me, baby....
Do me, do me, do me, baby, spread my legs and screw me, baby....

Harley giggled and stopped for a bit. "You should tell him we're on the case trying to get some taffy for him cause it'll get that stick out of his butt!"

Batman was at the time still talking to her. "I wasn't able to find any either, so don't feel bad. By the looks of it the Joker is keeping the amounts of his new toxin low, dealers are only being given one or two pieces each. It doesn't make any sense, but that's the Joker for you."

At that statement Harley gasped. "You know that that means don't ya Sugah? It means Mistah J gave us... triple what he's giving to dealers! He really loves us! Well, you... he don't know I'm even in here. Even when I could come out to play, just you bein' there stopped me from tellin Mistah J who I was. He don't know his little Harley is really Batslut! Ain't that a gas?!?"

 

[princesssexci]

Do me, do me, do me, baby, spread my legs and screw me, baby....

That tune rang in her head to the tune of Hit Me Baby by Britney Spears. It was annoying and catchy just like Britney Spears. Just like the voice in her head, not the voice—Harley. She had a name as she kept reminding Barbara.

"I wasn't able to find any either, so don't feel bad. By the looks of it the Joker is keeping the amounts of his new toxin low, dealers are only being given one or two pieces each. It doesn't make any sense, but that's the Joker for you."

“I’m on the case. I’m trying to find some, under well me as opposed to getting batgirl to do it.”

Batsy started rambling on again though. It was getting hard for Barbara to focus.

“You’ll check in if you find any tonight right?”

She blinked because she couldn’t even remember the last thing he’d said. Thankfully since they were on the phone he wouldn’t see the blank look on her face.

“I’m sorry I blanked out what?”

“Batgirl might have better luck than you. Irony, I know but The Joker has a thing for drawing us out. He’s like a moth to a candle. Strange but as I said that’s the Joker.”

“We should fuck.” Barbara blurred out then covered her mouth. There was dead silence on the phone. Had she really said that out loud?”I know you said that it was a one time thing and I’m not asking for any kinda relationship just sex, I’m okay with just sex.”

 

[Vagrant]

Even though the Joker was the one that put the voice of Harley in Barbara's head, this Harley was really more of Barbara's creation. She reacted to things the way Barbara imagine Harley would, she said what she thinks Harley would. All in an attempt to get her to fulfill the role that the Joker wanted, but there was a lot of leeway there.

"Ooooh yeah, we should fuck!" Harley got all excited.

But over the phone, Batman wasn't. He sighed. Barbara, we talked about this. It wouldn't be appropriate. That one time we were both in a vulnerable spot, and we agreed we should never have done it."

"I remember you saying that," Harley chimed. "That's the moment I woke back up! I went to sleep cause it didn't seem like you needed me, but I woke back up 'cause you clearly do! Mistah J would never turn down a chance to stuff our needy cunt with his big fat cock!"

 

[princesssexci]

Jeez why did that hurt so much. Maybe because was hoping he would make her not hear that stupid Harley voice but it only seemed to get louder. Yeah so she had agreed to keeping her and Batsy a business like contact but she didn’t think that he actually would stay strong on that.

Instead of even acknowledging his words she cleared her throat,”Like I said, when I get the stuff I’ll let you know.” She didn’t give Batsy the chance to even say anything in response. Instead, she hung up and screamed before throwing a case across the room.

Mistah J would never turn down a chance to stuff our needy cunt with his big fat cock!

He wouldn’t would he. He’d thrown so many innuendos at her the last time they met. He’d even gawked at her big tits. He wouldn’t be a dumb ass like Batman. Batman with his cold shell. At least Mistah J notices how hot she’d looked in her new costume last time, right?

But what if she was wrong what if she was just imagining his attraction to her too. No, no. He liked her new suit and maybe she could make it better. Forget the leather.

It clung sure but that was Batsy’s thing. She began chopping up her catsuit until all that was left was the bottom half and found some fishnet stalkings now all she needed was a top. While she was sure Mistah J would want to see her topless her dad might find her and be forced to arrest her and her dad couldn’t know about this.

Not yet.

She fished through her closet and saw the Harley costume, the original Harley costume and reached for it then pulled her hand back. No she wouldn’t wear that thing. She wasn’t Harley. Not that Harley and she wasn’t going to put that suit on until she ....until she could figure all this out. Instead she grabbed a white shirt and printed out the batgirl emblem on that paper stuff that could stick on T-shirt’s and make designs. Once she ironed it on she tried on her new outfit, no bra underneath and just black laced panties under the leather shorts and fishnets.

It looked ....well it wasn’t Batsy worthy but it would do. Then she pulled on her cowl and started stalking the night to find Mistah j.

 

[Vagrant]

He wouldn’t would he. He’d thrown so many innuendos at her the last time they met. He’d even gawked at her big tits. He wouldn’t be a dumb ass like Batman. Batman with his cold shell. At least Mistah J notices how hot she’d looked in her new costume last time, right?

"I'm glad you're finally starting to listen to me Sugartits! I know us better than you do because I don't lie to us!" Harley giggled in her head.

But what if she was wrong what if she was just imagining his attraction to her too.

"Oh would you stop trying to second guess yourself? And by that I mean me."

As Barbara once again worked on her suit, Harley thought it was almost a shame that Mistah J hadn't seen her last alteration, but since Barbara was having yet more fun with the idea of being Mistah J's Batslut, it wasn't too bad. So, she let Barbara work, and just sang a happy little tune in her head.

I’m pretty, pretty, pretty
Cuz I show my pretty titties
When I wiggle, wiggle, wiggle
How my pretty titties jiggle.

I like it when you watch,
Makes me tingle in my crotch,
I want to show you more
So I dress up like a whore

I’m pretty, pretty, pretty
Cuz I show my pretty titties
When I wiggle, wiggle, wiggle
How my pretty titties jiggle.

While she was sure Mistah J would want to see her topless her dad might find her and be forced to arrest her and her dad couldn’t know about this.

"Besides, a t-shirt is much easier to take off and free our sexy titties than a boring old leather catsuit."

Now out looking for Mistah J, as Barbara stood on a rooftop looking out over the city, Harley again spoke up. "Now, if I were the sexier of the two lunatics I get all hot and wet for, where would I be... Well, he's makin' Taffy to put smiles on all of Gotham's faces, so he's probably at the old Star Candy factory... since they were owned by Ace Chemical and he just loooves stealin' their shit"

 

[princesssexci]

Now, if I were the sexier of the two lunatics I get all hot and wet for, where would I be... Well, he's makin' Taffy to put smiles on all of Gotham's faces, so he's probably at the old Star Candy factory... since they were owned by Ace Chemical and he just loooves stealin' their shit

Right, right, right so she just had to go to the Star Candy factory. God why hadn’t she thought of that sooner. It also occurred to her that she hadn’t shown Mistah J her updated bat suit and tried to figure out what would make him happier.

That far off voice, her rationale tried to tell her making Mistah j happy wasn’t what she should be focusing on but she tried keeping Batsy happy and that hadn’t gotten her anywhere, now had it?

Well the cat suit needed alterations and color changed that she just didn’t have time to do right now. Instead she began hopping from building to building until she found the Star Candy Factory, she slipped in as undetected as....

“Well well well....what do we have here?” It was one of the jokers goons, “some broad who thinks she can pull off Harley Quinn. Take her to Mistah J, he’ll get a kick outta this.”

Yes! Mistah J, that’s where she wanted to go anyways, everything she wanted and only having to accomplish 50 percent of the work.

 

[Vagrant]

"Why do you think Mistah J has goons? It's always better makin' other people do your dirty work. Lotsa the stuff you and Batsy do are way too boooorin' to actually do yourself... the fact you do it is crazy!" Harley took the opportunity to agree with Barbara's happiness at getting what she wanted with minimal effort.

"We should totally flirt with the goons. It's fun and why'd we dress up like this if not to show off our hot sexy body?"

 

[princesssexci]

“Hey boys...” Batquinn ( it was what she was calling herself for the moment. Work in progress for sure.) purred attempting to distract them. “You wanna take me to your boss already? What a shame.” She pouted and both guys of course looked obviously confused.

“I mean I bet it’s not very often ya get looked like this to even come near ya this close and ya already wanna pass me on to the man in charge. I mean I’m not complainin I’m just sayin you could have a little fun first. Not too much of course but enough.” She gave an exaggerated wink.

She wasn’t quite sure where this confidence was coming from but it was exhilarating way more than when she was bat girl. She could feel the guys grip on her loosen slightly. “Wanna know a little secret? I ain’t got no bra on. How’s that for a surprise of the day.”

And she had to disguise her voice so no one could tell who she was....at least that’s what she told herself to feel better.

 

[Vagrant]

"Ya don't have to be Harley Quinn, Sugar... But Batquinn is definitely in the right direction... Batgirl is so boring and sounds like you're twelve... nobody with tits like ours should be called girl. Why not Barbie? You know, like Barbara, but sexier... sluttier. Barbie Quinn!"

The goons were a bit confused about how this woman was acting... she had the cowl just like batgirl, but was dressed way more like Harley Quinn, and how she was acting? Definitely more like a Joker groupie than a masked vigilante. But if that was true, how'd she get way back here in the back of the factory? that was an entrance that was more like batgirl... although the fact the two of them caught her, and without a fight made that hard to believe as well.

The one holding her arms stopped. "Wait... we gotta check her for weapons. I'll hold her, you search." The other goon nodded and grinned, hands moving towards her, as she admitted, braless tits.

"Ooooh Yay, a frisking!" Harley giggled.

 

[princesssexci]

Harley was right, no —wait she was right. They were right? Batquinn couldn’t figure it who was who anymore. It hadn’t been that long but already she was starting to lose her sense of self. The goons didn’t seem to care what her name was though.

That was fine. It wasn’t super important anyways, not right now anyways. She bit her lip as the guys ran their hands down her body frisking her for weapons. OF course weapons started to fall, she wasn’t about to go in there with no weapons. That was just stupid.

It was mostly guns though, guns, tasers, mace. Stuff she could easily hide in her clothes. Something she couldn’t hide though was how hard her nipples were getting from the frisking.

“Oooooh look at all those weapons, guess I was a bit of a naughty girl, huh?” She cooed,”You gonna take me to ya leader now? I promise I won’t hurt him.” She paused dramatically and grinned,”or did ya want to do some more gropin...I mean frisking just to make sure I don’t have any other weapons hiding.”

 

[Vagrant]

Despite how real the cowl looked... and damn did it look like the real Batgirl's cowl... the fact that she was caught so easily, without a fight at all, had the goons suspicious. That she was letting them search her for weapons, and seemed to be getting off on it, had them doubting she really was Batgirl even more.

But the clincher was the guns. Everyone knew the Bat hated guns, and therefor so did his sidekicks. That she was carrying not just one, but several guns was all the proof they needed that she wasn't really Batgirl.

Though that did raise the question of who was she, how she'd found them, and what she wanted.

"Maybe later babe... I dunno who ya are, but the boss'll certainly want to meet you. I hope you know what kinda trouble you've got yourself into, Slut... The boss don't usually have groupies, but when he does... well, they don't come out after with all their screws intact."

Grabbing her arms, they marched her through the factory to where the Joker was working.

"Boss we foun-"

The goon was interrupted by the Joker as he saw who they were bringing to him and he grinned. "Well well well, if it isn't Batslut, finally dressing the part! To what do I owe this most unexpected, but very welcome visit."

Harley chimed in her head. "Rememba, he don't know I'm in here... you never let me tell him I was you!"

 

[princesssexci]

"Well well well, if it isn't Batslut, finally dressing the part! To what do I owe this most unexpected, but very welcome visit."

Part of her was worried it was like all that confidence she had 10 minutes ago had slipped when she realized he didn’t know what she was becoming, who she was becoming. No, nO, NO! She couldn’t expect to be Harley or Batquinn if she doubted herself.

“Do you like it?” She pulled out of the grasp of the two men holding her and spun. “I call it Batquinn, not quite Harley but not quite Batsy anymore. Batgirl made me sound like a pitiful 5 year old buuut I’ve been playin...g around with names Barbiequinn was one of the names.” She rambled on.

“That’s not important though not right now anyways. I was thinking about what you were proposing before about being part of your team.....” her voice trailed off.