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  1. ((Not a dream! Not a hoax! Not an imaginary story! After nearly seven years, Capes and Cuisines is back and better than ever! I've been meaning to revisit and revise this concept for sometime, and after several recent, wonderful superhero stories in the community (shout-out to Batman76, especially), I'm bringing it back. In addition to more original characters and concepts, each installment will be told in four parts, one every Wednesday. This will NOT be taking the place of The Superheavyweight Champion--I have been working on this on the side and built up a backlog of material, so, barring outside circumstances, you will be seeing new chapters in both each week. ((Enough with the details though--I know what you're here for. Without any further ado, I give you the first new installment of Capes and Cuisines: REGIRTH!)) GUARDIANA, PART ONE This is the first of many tales from Earth-11, a world filled with brilliant superheroes, gruesome supervillains, and infinite possibilities; where a simple walk down the street could lead you to another dimension or a journey into space. Many are the mighty men and women who defend the world from destruction on a regular basis; who tirelessly fight to keep the streets safe from all manner of super-crimes. Most live among the common man in disguise, though there are some who use their status to live like superstars and shake hands with the cream of society’s crop. Regardless of their personal lives, their goal remains the same—to uphold the values of truth and justice, no matter what it takes. To cover the entire history of this universe would take an entire story unto itself, so let us focus our attention on one particular young woman. Catalina Diaz might seem like just another unassuming co-ed to the outside world, but behind her horn-rimmed glasses and mousy hair is Guardiana, a heroine in training under the auspicious wing of the strongest man on Earth, Defensor. Raised an orphan on the streets of Venezuela, she was abducted at an early age alongside her brother, Nico, and taken to a research facility in the city of Megalopolis. There, they were experimented on in an effort to replicate the powers of the world’s greatest heroes and villains, and were subject to terrible tests on a daily basis for seven years. All of that ended the day Justice United broke down the doors of the lab, Defensor leading the charge. During the ensuing brouhaha between the army of heroes and the hired guns, Catalina and Nico had been set free along with several other superhuman experiments. They demonstrated powers exactly like Defensor’s, and when the dust settled, he took them into his home so they might have a chance at a normal life. The Man of Might also trained them in using their abilities for good, and they soon joined him in protecting their fair city. In time, they became known as La Familia de Defensa—the most powerful family in the world! Our story, however, begins in less spectacular fashion. A quiet Saturday morning found Catalina lounging across the sofa in her apartment, eyes glued to the TV while she munched away on a donut—her fifth of the morning. She was still wearing her pajamas at the strike of 10, and she ignored her phone as it buzzed beside her. No doubt it was her brother or Defensor wanting her to come train with them, but there was no chance that was going to happen, not when there was a marathon of “Magician from Mars” to watch. That was becoming a trend for the young heroine: she would always find some excuse to skip out on training, whether it was too much homework, being tired from her internship, or feeling under the weather. All those rainchecks were adding up though, their toll taken out on her fit physique as Catalina plumped up over the last two months. Her face, already round, softened further as a double chin blossomed under chubby cheeks. The toned tummy Catalina was so proud of was on the fast track to becoming a potbelly, and it oozed over the waistband of her pajama pants like melted ice cream. Firm thighs that could carry her around the world in minutes had lost any trace of definition as they bloated and swelled with weak blubber. Not that they were needed any time soon, what with Catalina’s tubby tush making an indentation in the couch. The only things that had not grown were her breasts, which just barely filled out her A-cup bra, much to her chagrin. “Yeah, that’s right, Jane!” Catalina slothfully cheered as the Magician dispatched the shadow alien of the week. “You show that thing who’s the boss!” “Well, looks like you’ve been productive today,” a droll voice remarked outside her window. Catalina rolled her head around and spied her brother hovering in the air, four stories off the ground. Nico was a beanpole of a boy, easily as tall as a basketball player despite only being a senior in high school. His dark, shaggy hair was held back by a weighted headband, and his lean body was decked out in a tank-top and running shorts. Nowhere near as impressive as his suit when he went out as Escudar, the Shield of Megalopolis, but much more appropriate than his sister’s current attire. “I think I remember this one—the Magician gets stuck in a board game and has to win, or else she dies, right?” Nico asked with a smirk. “Pendejo!” Catalina squeaked in frustration as she rolled off the couch. “I’ve told you once, I’ve told you a thousand times—use the door! What’re people going to think if they see a guy floating outside my window?” “I think most people would be surprised you have a guy over at all,” her brother teased before vanishing in the blink of an eye. Catalina had just tugged her shirt down over her jelly belly when Nico barged in the front door like a sitcom character. While her baby brother still lived at home with their foster parents, he still made a pest of himself by dropping by her apartment whenever he felt like it. Defensor had said it was because the unabashed boy was lonely, but how lonely could he be if he never left her alone? “You could have stopped home to shower before coming here,” Catalina huffed as Nico raided her fridge, same as usual. “You smell like a goat.” “Like a ‘Greatest of All Time’? You’re too kind,” the young man chuckled. He came out of her fridge with a bottle of Sunny Delight, which he drank straight from the bottle before his sister could zoom over and snatch it from him. “Did you seriously come here just to be gross?” the older girl snipped at Nico. Her question was answered with a lazy shrug of the shoulders. “Dad wanted me to come by and see how you were doing; he thought you might be feeling sick. I told him that he worries too much, and now I can tell him that I’m right.” Catalina pouted and crossed her arms over her petite chest. She did not mean to make Hector Ramirez, their adopted father, fret over her, but she had insisted time and again that she was not the same fragile girl he had rescued from a lab. No, she was an independent young woman who could make her own decisions—and if that decision was to pass on bench-pressing cars or doing laps around the entire city, so be it. “Look, I had a lousy week: I had to pull an all-nighter to finish my World Religion essay, my boss at the radio station is being a total bruja, and I’m still recovering from the Leech sapping my powers the other night,” the pajama-clad powerhouse whined. “I’m taking a ‘me day’, all right?” Nico smirked and stretched his arms over his head, popping his joints and showing a hint of the firm abs that made many a heart throb. “Yeah, but you’ve been taking a few too many, if you ask me. I don’t remember that shirt being so tight on you.” Catalina’s cheeks grew flush as she fiddled with her shirt, snagged as it was by her love handles. “It…it just shrunk in the wash!” she contested. “Uh-huh,” her unwanted visitor replied with a roll of his eyes, not buying the lame excuse for a second. “Or—and hear me out—it might also be that you sit on your bubble butt and eat Flaming Amy’s takeout every night.” “Not every night,” Catalina grumbled. It was a good thing that her trash can was hidden in the cupboard under the sink, otherwise her brother might have seen the trash from last night’s burrito run. How was it her fault that Flaming Amy’s was so damned good? “Look, if you’re just going to be a little prick, you can go do it somewhere else.” Nico threw up his hands and chuckled, “Fine, fine—I’ve got to meet my friends at the arcade anyway. Just remember what Hector always says: just because we have superpowers doesn’t mean we don’t need to exercise; it means we have to work out a little harder.” “Thank you so much for the lesson, Captain Fitness,” the young heroine huffed. “Now, beat it before I throw you out myself.” “Assuming you can catch me, Thunder Thighs,” her fellow sidekick rebutted like the little brother he was. Steaming mad, Catalina dashed at Nico with blinding speed, only for the nimble boy to leap over her like a gazelle. She chased him all over the apartment, both moving so fast that they seemed little more than blurs, but it was a futile effort. No matter how fast she went, her infuriating brother stayed one step ahead of her, like an obnoxious gingerbread man. They kept their cat and mouse game going for another few minutes before Catalina could take no more and had to stop to catch her breath. “Seriously? You really are getting out of shape, Petunia,” Nico scoffed as he zipped around his sister without breaking a sweat. “Remember when you used to beat me in our intercontinental races? You wouldn’t even make it past the Pacific now!” “Carajito,” the plump powerhouse growled. “Wait till I get my hands—eek!” Her threat was cut off by a swift slap to her doughy derriere, which quivered for a spell as Nico retreated to the window and laughed. “That would mean being faster than me, and unless you decide to actually lift a dumbbell instead of a fork, that ain’t going to happen.” Before he could make another taunt, the boy dodged away from a laser that melted through the glass behind him. Nico glanced over to Catalina, whose eyes glowed with the white-hot intensity of a thousand suns as she prepared another burst of heat vision. “Get out, you little twerp!” the heroine hissed, steam bursting from her lips as a freezing breath lingered in her throat. “Now!” “Okay, okay—there’s no need to bring powers into it,” Nico winced. “God, you take the fun out of everything.” “Out!” The bratty boy did not need to be told twice, and he vanished out the front door before his sister could let loose another beam from her superheated eyes. Once Nico left, Catalina squeezed her eyes shut and counted quietly to herself as she came down from her infuriated high. Her extraneous powers had always been great—almost on par with Defensor’s—but she did not have the greatest control over them. Having her pesky brother bugging her and interrupting her TV time would have been stressful enough, but add in the taunts about her weight and Catalina felt like punching a meteor into dust. Once she finally cooled down, Catalina opened her eyes, literally and figuratively, and gazed down at her paunchy belly. She knew she had put on a few pounds, but she always told herself that it was not that bad and could easily be shed with a little exercise. Unfortunately, she lacked the willpower to actually do any exercise, and downplaying her gain only made it easier to ignore. While she was never muscular like Hector or lean as Nico, the mousy girl was still proud of her firm, shapely physique. That firmness was gone, and she felt soft as butter while gauging herself with exploratory pinches and prods. “Geez…guess I really have been overdoing,” she mumbled to herself. A sickly grimace spread across her lips when she discovered she really could pinch an inch of flab at her waist. Catalina glanced to the nearly-empty box of donuts on the coffee table and balked at how many calories she had mindlessly consumed that morning. And that was just one instance; there must have been dozens of moments when she lost track of time eating. It was no wonder her clothes were fitting so poorly these days—she had gobbled her way up the size chart without realizing it. “I’ve got to do something about this,” Catalina decided. “It’s time for me to cut back on the snacks, get off my butt, and work out until I’m back at the top of my game!” There was an unspoken caveat in that declaration though—if she was going to slim down again, it was going to be on her own. The young heroine needed support as she worked her way back to a Size 6, and there was no way she could get that from training around her aggravating brother. That also meant she would need to go without her mentor’s instruction and guidance, but she had trained with Hector for so long that she must have retained some of his expertise. Catalina clapped her hands together and grit her teeth as determination filled every fiber of her being. She looked to the TV as a commercial for a home treadmill played—a sign from beyond if ever there was. With a quick nod, she hummed, “That clinches it—I’m getting started right now! No time like the present!” It took normally took her an instant to change clothes, but when she dashed into her room for a quick change, it was not as easy as she remembered. Catalina struggled to get her favorite yoga pants up her thickened thighs, and the elastic waistband bit into her soft hips like a vise. She tried chucking on a Megalopolis University t-shirt, but what was once baggy and oversized was now tight around her middle and left a thin strip of underbelly exposed. Unfortunately, the only place she had any room was in her petite chest, but the frustrated heroine would take any comfort she could as she realized that she was almost too fat for her go-to exercise gear. Next came the task of lacing her sneakers, which was no easy feat, as her stomach bunched up into thick, flabby rolls that kept her from leaning over too fat. Eventually, she managed to tie her shoes, but that was a workout in of itself, and she had to catch her breath when she finished. Catalina grimaced and pinched a glob of pliable pudge at her waist, still surprised that all of this could be her. “When you try to work out and find out you can’t fit into your workout clothes—that’s when you know you’re pretty fat,” the heroine grumbled as she rose to her feet. “But no more excuses: I’m going to do some laps around the city, head out to the mountains to lift some boulders, and go take a swim across the Atlantic. And after I’m done warming up, I’ll—ooh, I haven’t seen this episode in ages!” And just like that, Catalina was distracted by the glow of her television and her favorite show once more. Her motivation went right out the window as she plopped back down to watch more ‘Magician from Mars’, any thoughts of exercise and getting back into shape buried as Jane Gem did battle with her nefarious aunt. She could always head out after this episode was over; the Atlantic Ocean was not going anywhere, after all. “No, Theera, you damn fool! You had one job—guard the crystal from The Hood,” Catalina barked at the TV as she plucked the last donut from the box. “Por eso no puedes tener cosas bonitas!” *** While Catalina was neglecting her fitness, there was another, less noble woman having a lazy Saturday, though not by choice. Madeline Smoot, better known as the notorious prankster, Reb Rascal, was lounging on her couch and mindlessly flipping through channels while slothfully munching from a bowl of dry cereal atop her stomach. Her latest prank, which had seen her start a massive flash mob as a distraction for a series of robberies, had flopped online, which was far worse than any sentence they could throw at her. After seeing her subscriber count take a plunge, she had thrown a diva-like tantrum and spent the following day sobbing and binging on ice cream. Despair had given way to malaise, and Madeline was left adrift as she wracked her brain for a new job. “I’m so bored, Alejandro,” Madeline groaned to the AI that controlled her penthouse. “I need an idea for a new prank, but I’ve got nothing! I’ve got to put on something that will get my numbers back up—do you have any suggestions?” “Might I suggest looking at someone from La Familia de Defensa? I know how much you despise them,” the computer program helpfully suggested. Madeline rolled a Cheerio around her mouth as she pondered that. Defensor and his bratty sidekicks were always ruining her fun, but he and Escudar had gotten wise to her tricks over the years. The same could not be said for Guardiana, who was so sweet and naïve that she fell for anything Reb Rascal threw at her. Maybe pranking her would be exactly what she needed to get out of her current rut. “I could always try something with Guardiana, but what could I do to that ditzy do-gooder that I haven’t done before?” the prankster mused. “Alejandro, wasn’t there an article on TMZ about how she’d been putting on weight lately?” “I believe so, Miss Smoot. I’ll send it to your tablet at once.” While Madeline waited for the article to download, she pondered how she could weaponize Guardiana’s recent gains. Thankfully, her questions were answered as her channel surfing led her to an infomercial about the latest weight loss product. The prankster watched as lie after lie flashed on-screen: eat their special food, use their branded clothes, and watch the pounds melt away! It was the perfect con—and just the thing Reb Rascal needed to get back into the game…
  2. The start of something else sprawling and with too many characters from me, written because I'm bored due to work being cancelled due to pandemic. Again, DC because I'm totally unoriginal and derivative even of myself. There'll be several plot lines spanning through this, most of them focusing on characters/relationships I didn't touch on last time I wrote on of these here. I've been rough drafting this for a while on writing.com and have a good idea of where I want to go with it, but it will still probably go a little differently than it did there. DC Universe Overweight. Chapter 1: The Former(ly Fit) Villains In the pitch black pit of Gotham’s criminal underworld, the greatest venom was aimed not at crime fighters (be they bat themed vigilantes or the police). It wasn’t aimed at rival criminals, be they old fashioned crooks, pushers and gangsters or costumed lunatics out for massive paydays and massive body counts. It wasn’t even aimed for snitches and back stabbers, for everyone knew that if a Bat dangled you off a skyscraper you’d eventually have to give in. No, the worst bile was reserved for those who went straight. Criminals who put crime behind them, who abandoned thievery and graft in exchange for disgustingly honest work. Insults were heaped upon them, that they’d lost their edge, lost their nerve and worst of all, gone soft. “Oof, who’da thought how accurate that last insult is,” Dr. Harleen Quinzel said to herself one morning, wincing as she examined her rump in the mirror, “it's like I’m smuggling waffle batter back there already and the story’s just started!” Quinzel, or Harley as she liked to be called or Harley Quinn as she’d been called as a criminal, was a pale blonde woman of medium height and on the edge of thirty. Tortured semi-voluntarily into insanity by the super criminal known as the Joker, Harley had been one of the most dangerous criminals in the crime benighted burg. Olympic champion skills at gymnastics had been combined with an unhinged mental state to fight, steal, scam and on occasion kill her way across Gotham’s underworld, first as Joker’s moll and then on her own once she’d started breaking free. “Hey, stop with the backstory, that’s not what people came to see!” the accented ex-criminal suggested. Even now, with her mind trending towards’ sanish Harley retained a detached view of her reality. Inanimate objects still talked to her, her internal dialogue often argued with her and she would often swear that her life was being described to an unseen audience by an omniscient narrator. “Omniscient my overfed tuchus! I know you had to google that!” Quinn returned, then went back to looking at her backside, “Oof, hey Mr. Omniscient, you know a way to get this back to normal?” A gymnastics scholarship had put Quinn through college. It had been a routine she’d kept up as a Psych and as a criminal, keeping the young woman toned, fast and surprisingly strong. Her relatively long legs had been defined and muscular, with strong calves and powerful thighs. She’d had a six pack when training hard and just a defined abdomen otherwise. Although her breasts had been small, Harley’s pride had been her rear end: a creamy 38 inch badonkadonk that turned any underwear into a thong and made any pants she wore scandalous. It was tight enough to bounce a coin off of and begged to be slapped. “Fuck right it was perfect, a real muscle butt,” Quinn replied to the narrator, “why’d you bury it under all this flubber!” Once Harley had, mostly, put crime in her rear-view mirror, she’d had to drop most of her exercises to try and keep her head above financial water. Those hard forged gymnast muscles had started softening, while Harley’s always fierce appetite had continued unabated. Her high caloric needs meant she’d never developed healthy eating habits, usually feasting until over full on junk like pizza, hot dogs and cheap Chinese food. Coupled with no exercise, it meant she’d gained forty pounds in half a year and gotten up to a once unthinkable 170lbs. “Okay, me eating like a pig is a bit canonical but don’t lay me being a chubster on anyone but you perv!” Harley defended, double chin really showing as she looked up at where she thought the narrator’s voice was coming from. An antipsychotic drug that reduced most violent impulses making her lethargic and hungrier didn’t help. Its extra influence having accelerated her weight gain to the point that Harley was now fifty pounds over her old 130lb standard. “You’re a regular comedian,” the 180lb woman grumbled, feeling herself get a bit squishier than she’d been somehow. Six months post retirement had done a number on the once fit clown princess of crime. Her face was mostly untouched, save for a floppy fat roll dangling beneath her chin at most angles. Harley’s firm abdominals had gotten soft and soggy, if she sucked in her belly as hard as she could the pale flesh was just a little untoned but when fully relaxed, Quinn’s midriff was now half way between a starter belly and a beer gut. It was thick enough she could place three fingers beneath its lower slope and bounce it up and down or grab it with both hands. Growing love handles flanked the milky buddha belly, big enough to squeeze tight during sex. “Yeah, that’s what they’re for ya pervert virgin,” Quinn grumbled, patting the side fat where her ribs had once been visible, “like you’d even know what to do with a girl as b-e-a-u-tiful as me.” Harley had never been much upstairs, but packing on fifty pounds had made them worse. They’d grown rather saggy, sloppy and floppy, sagging inside her b-cup bra and drooping like a woman ten years older. “Hey, don’t I at least get fat girl boobs?” she hissed at the omniscient narrator, then reconsidered, “alright, fine. Ya ain’t a virgin and are good with girls. And your narration is real professional and funny.” Quinn adjusted her tight blue bra against her swollen breasts. She’d put on fifty pounds in the last six months, plenty of puppy fat coming with it. Her small gymnast boobs had swelled up like dough in an oven, threatening to pop the band of her blue 34D bra. She considered that she didn’t really need a bra, her chest was just as perky as it ever had been despite Quinn bearing a proud set of fat girl boobs. “Now that’s more like it!” Quinn’s heavily accented voice squealed, jostling her tits against the fabric to test their realness, “if I said you were super smart and buff and gave a girl great cunnilingus would ya make me skinny again?” Unfortunately nothing was going to make Quinn thin again save for brutal exercise and a merciless diet. “Rats,” Harley said, crossing her flabby upper arms over her bust. While Harley’s bust had grown, her always wide hips meant she’d been destined to be a pear. Day by day the muscles of her ass had been replaced bit by bit with squishy fat. Once perfectly round, the overfed cheeks had grown wide and succumbed to gravity, sagging like a fatty housewife. Her ass drooped, hanging out of her red thong panties and starting to merge with her equally thick thighs. Stretchmarks raced across her skin, patterns of cellulite spreading alongside them. If Harley had had the urge to measure them, she’d have found that her backside’s widest point was now 42 inches across. “Hey, I ain’t that fat yet. The story is just starting moron,” Harley snapped, “across is just one face, you mean around.” Harley’s ass was now 43 inches around at its widest point, which was much lower than it had been, the 185lb woman's caboose seeming to grow every time she looked away from it. “Haha, very fucking funny,” the pscyh grumbled, “ya gonna point out how my thick flabby thighs rub whenever I walk now and have got cellulite on em? Or how I’ve got these wobbly linebacker cankles now?” Harley’s examination of herself was stopped by a shout from the living room of her shared apartment. “Harley, are you ready yet? I want to stop and get breakfast before we start the meeting,” her partner in crime/roommate and girlfriend Poison Ivy yelled, "you know how cranky I get when I don't eat enough." “Just gotta get some clothes on, Red!” Harley yelled back, waddling over to her closet and searching for something that would reliably fit. “Well hurry up, I’m hungry!” the plant hybrid and fellow ex-con whined, “someone ate all the doughnuts we’d bought for breakfast last night!” Harley blushed that evidence of her midnight snacking had been found...although she’d only had three of the half dozen donuts meaning that Ivy must have polished off the rest on her own moonlight feast. That idea turned her on to a small degree, her girlfriend’s unrestrained gluttony combined with denial about as sexy as things got to her. “Gotta say there’s worse fetishes to get saddled with for a story’s sake,” Harley admitted, pulling out clothes and struggling her buttery body into them. Abandoning a life of crime had brought severe financial downsides to Harley. Her student loan payments had come back with a vengeance while she lacked any ability to put her psych degree due to losing her license. At first she’d had to work at the skeevy Hooter’s knock off Superbabes as a waitress, portraying a more scantily clad than normal version of herself but the increasing weight brought on by the free food meant she’d eventually been let go. Right now she and Ivy were working on something big but until it paid off, the two had to scrimp where they could. Which meant no new clothes until the old ones were absolutely outgrown. “What a stupid way to try and save money,” Harley grunted, stomach forming into soft rolls as she worked her stockings up her doughy legs. The tights were size tens, four weeks old and dangerously snug. They formed so tight around her jiggly cankles and inflated thighs that she might as well not have worn anything, but they at least covered up the cellulite and stretch marks from easy view. Thin patches wore on Harley’s chafing inner thighs, a warning that the leggings weren’t going to last much longer. “Guess that shows me for getting too thick for any of my pants,” Quinn grumbled, working on buttoning up her skirt. The black fabric was painted on, space showing between all of the buttons and the line of her thong could be seen through the sheer cloth. She bent very carefully to pick up a work shirt, sucking in her flabbiness to get the shirt tails into the skirt. Quinn kept her paunch sucked in as long as she could to get all the buttons done up, feeling a pressure spike when she had to at last let her tummy out. A once baggy and now snug blazer went over it, only two of its three buttons fastenable. “Yesh, I’d have to be crazy to go out in this,” the insane woman said to herself, sliding on a pair of high heels by feel, “good thing I am.” Quinn waddled out of her bed room, finding her better half waiting impatiently at the door. The considerably saner Pamela Isley was staring at a wrist watch and tapping her foot, looking up when Quinn arrived and immediately frowning. “You’re really wearing that to our big meeting?” Ivy asked, red eye brow rising in exasperation, “You know how much is riding on us getting this contract, don’t you Harley?” “Would you rather I wear the size eight slacks I can’t get over my thighs? Or maybe the blouse that I can’t button across my stomach?” Quinn returned, jiggling some belly fat to demonstrate, “this is what I’ve got to work with, unless you want to lend me your shape wear, Red.” Quinn wasn’t the only mostly ex-supervillain to let herself go after giving up crime. The former eco-terrorist turned start-up queen Ivy was no longer the waifish dryad who’d had the city in terror. The botanist retained her dark auburn hair, slightly green skin and petite, 5’1 height but unlike Harley she’d never been a serious exercise nut, depending too much on her plant based powers to fight and a diet to stay slim. The same aggression dampening antipsychotics as her girl friend had kicked that diet out the window just as stress cravings and a middle age spread had come knocking, not that Ivy would admit it. “Harley my shapewear is just to deal with little problem areas,” Ivy lied, hand going to her belly, “it wouldn’t hide an issue as large as yours.” Anyone with eyes could see that Ivy had gained just as much weight as Harley. The dryad’s lean face had grown round and puffy, chubby chipmunk cheeks robbing her face of its previous angular beauty. Pillowy shoulders and chunky arms tested Ivy’s grey dress to the limit and she hadn’t even tried to do all of her buttons. If she’d been forced to acknowledge that, Ivy would have said it was all due to her stupendous and all natural bustline. For such a short, slim girl Ivy’s chest had always been large, hovering at the C/D line but her lime tinted tatas had absorbed quite a few of the calories the gluttonous woman took in every day. Eye catching F cup melons surged out of Ivy’s chest, the tear shaped bosoms kept high by some very expensive lingerie that was replaced the instant it got snug, despite the pair’s financial situation. The redhead wasn’t going to let her best assets get droopy. “Yeah, a little problem area,” Harley said with an eye roll, taking her bright blue peepers off Ivy’s assets and looking down at the strangely smooth surface of the green girl’s stomach, “you can lie to everyone else Red, but not the girl who gives you belly rubs when you eat too much. I know just how big your belly is under them girdles.” Ivy’s waistline had once been a tiny 21 inches during her active criminal days, back when she weighed a hundred pounds soaking wet. But that had been seventy pounds ago and big as the apple shaped ex-con’s breasts had grown, most of her fat had gone right to her midsection. The short woman’s gut wouldn’t stop swelling out, going from perfectly flat to pinch ably soft to decadently plump to already sagging beer gut over the last months as she outpaced Harely’s gain by twenty pounds. “I...bloat up when you feed me too much,” Ivy huffed, as if she didn’t beg for the feeding when it happened every night, guzzling chocolate sauce and heavy cream until her belly button popped into an outie, “it's all temporary swelling.” “Yeah, you temporarily grew such a big belly you need two layers of shapewear to fit into a size ten dress,” the taller Harley laughed, poking the clear outline of Ivy’s girdle, “A few more months on funnel feeding and I bet you’ll be wider than you are tall!” Ivy’s greenish cheeks turned beat red in lustful embarrassment, her chubby hand pushing away Harley’s soft finger, “Please, spare me the jokes. I’ve gotten a little bloated but once this sale goes off and we get some free time and better food, I’ll burn this off in no time.” The ex-supervillain might beg and plead to be fed and fondled when it was sexy time with her equally chubby girlfriend, but in any other circumstance Ivy refused to admit having gained more than five pounds. Despite her stomach starting to rest on her thighs when she sat down without a girdle on and her feet being incognito beneath her tummy's fat slopes for a month. “I hope not, you look so cute chubby,” Harley giggled, waddling over to the counter of their shared apartment’s kitchen and picking up a heavy cooler, her weakened arms sagging at the weight, “Hey narrator, how weak do you think I am? I ain’t so bad yet I can't lift up a cooler, save that for chapter eight at least." “Harley, quit talking at the ceiling,” Ivy sighed, her friend's frequent responses to an otherwise inaudible narrator“bring the cupcakes and come along. I don’t want to waste this appointment, it's not every day you get a meeting with an executive at Wayne Enterprises.”
  3. It starts with you in your really tight secretary outfit maybe with a clingy top tucked in looking like you're about to burst out of it. You're bending right over at your desk really arching your back sticking your bum out to make it look as big as possible as you stuff your face with a donut. You look back and catch your boss staring. you ask if he's looking at your big fat ass as you show it off laughing and joking about how big its getting. You stand up say how fat you're getting as you it happily show it off teasing yourself calling yourself all the names you can think of and how youre bursting out of you skirt. you even put on the flirtatious puppy eyes telling him how you've been such a naughty girl stuffing your face all day like a fat pig he should spank your big fat ass as you bend over to offer it to him. You say its these damn donuts you cant get enough look what you've done to yourself, but they're so good. you ask what's his secret but imagine he cant tell you its his secret ingredient. you laugh and say he'll have to buy you a bigger chair soon if he keeps feeding you like this, he'll have to roll you around the office! just then you get an urgent text/message telling you theres a new bad guy in town and you have to get downtown asap. you make your excuses and imagine he's left you alone. talking to yourself you explain the situation, but hope your still fit in you costume after all those donuts, its stretchy, but is it stretchy enough? I was wondering if you could put together a superhero costume with yoga pants and crop top to show off you're tummy and bum maybe with a cape or anything else to finish the look. it returns as you walk into shot with your belly obviously bulging as you stop look down and then at the camera as you talk about how fat you've got but like you kind of find it funny as though your looking at yourself in the mirror. you talk about needing to get your fat ass to gym when this is over. no time now though, maybe you can just suck it in and hope no one notices. you try a few times letting it all bulge out agin before sucking it up and heading out. you burst into a room with a table and chair with a plate of donuts on the table. you look around for the enemy with lots of bending over even getting on all fours sticking your ass out. Suddenly you realise he's behind you and turn to face him. You realise its your boss all along. you're having like the one sided conversation with him as though he is explaing the donuts were laced with his special serum that enhances your appetite, so thats why you couldn't stop stuffing you face with them! you hope he's happy look he's turned you into a fat cow, you're a blimp. imagine he says it also saps your super powers, you laugh saying you don't believe him, and how did he know you had enough, but then you look down at your stomach and realise saying you know your a fat cow, but it cant be enough to sap all your powers, but imagine he asks to to turn around, you do confused asking why as if he asks you bend over and then it dawns on you, as you give in saying yes you have an enormous fat ass and your practically bursting out go your costume now your as fat as a house, you hope he's enjoyed his little game watching you expand by the day, because its coming to an end. you pretend to attack and it cuts. It return to you now tied to a chair really showing off your tummy. as you ask what he's going to do. realising he's about to feed you more donuts to beg him not to saying how fat you are how you're going to burst even asking what he whats you to say teasing yourself about being a fat pig a fat cow anything to see if he'll have mercy. It cuts to you now completely stuffed belly pushed out as far as you can as you talk about how STUFFED you are, how you cant move and how you're gonna burst, pop, or explode any moment. You're shocked by the size of your stomach saying look at what he's done you to you're so fat, you're new super hero name will be FAT GIRL! you really think you're going to burst, you sound almost scared like you really are going to burst! you've got to get out of there, but struggle to even sit let alone stand. you try few times but fall back. you have to arch your back and lift you head like you're trying to lift your stomach like a sac stuffed full of food in front of you. you stumble to get your balance as you stand due to the weight of it. you look down and you're shocked by the size of it. you try to walk but can only waddle a few steps under the weight of your stomach until you have to get on all fours letting your belly hang down arching your back lifting your head like your heaving a sac of food strapped underneath you as talk about how you really are a fat cow now! the final scene is you lying flat on your back unable to see over your stomach as you talk about how full and stuffed you are and how fat you are. you've just got to lie there like a beached, whale or a blimp ready to pop and hope you don't burst until someone can roll your fat ass to the gym to get in shape an get your revenge- fat girl fights back!

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  4. (Hey, guys, thought I'd do something different with this; I'm personally a huge fan of the CW / DC Legends Of Tomorrow series, it actually has some humour and interesting characters with solid acting and no pointless relationship drama; This is mainly a fic focused on the weight gain of Zari Tomaz, this is the new Zari Tomaz, the spoilt social media star and, while I prefer the old Zari, this Zari is pretty cool too and I just hope that you guys like it, even if you haven't seen Legends of Tomorrow, but I really recommend that you check it out.) "Look, we'll be gone for a little while, OK?" Sara Lance, the former member of the League of Assassin's turned the quirky Captain of this rag-tag band of misfits, told Zari in a way that was not unlike a mother talking to their teenage daughter, which was appropriate considering that Sara was like the mother figure and Zari was so self absorbed that it was a wonder that she could go that single line from Sara without posting an instagram picture. "Yeah, Yeah, I know; you're going to do all that time travel, saving the world stuff while you keep me here on this ship, with only a computer for company." Zari rolled her eyes, only to hear the voice of Gideon, the A.I of the Waverider who was just as human as the rest of them in terms of her personality. "Who are you calling a computer?!" Gideon sounded genuinely offended, which caused Sara and Zari to look around, Sara had never heard Gideon sound this genuinely angry before; and the A.I wasn't done ranting. "Having to spend time with only you as company makes me wish that I could just switch myself off, but I have to listen you - " "OK, Gideon...take deep breathes." Sara cut Gideon off before she tore into Zari, who was vainly looking at her nails, any further "Captain Lance, can you please take her with you?" Gideon genuinely sounded like she was begging not to be left alone with the vain and vapid Zari. "We can't take her Gideon, she's not trained in any martial arts and she's got no cool powers." Sara explained as Zari looked at the blonde with an offended look on her face. "Erm, excuse me?? I'm not going to listen to this." Zari scoffed immaturely and stomped off, but not before giving a rude remark to Gideon "And you, if you ever talk to me like that again, I'll send you to the scrap-heap" as Sara just rolled her eyes and went back to meet with the rest of the Legends; all the while she heard Gideon retort with contempt in her normally very professional and robotic voice. "Please, you'd need a knowledge of technology and you don't possess knowledge of technology...or of anything for that matter!" With the other Legends off the Waverider, Zari was left all on her own in terms of physical people, and she and Gideon got on like a cat and a dog, it was almost impressive how Zari had managed to make an artificial intelligence feel such a range of negative emotions; Zari just walked around the Waverider, stopping to look at every reflective surface of herself, to vainly admire her reflection. "Gideon...how long have they been gone?" Zari asked in the whiny tone of a 6 year old who wanted ice-cream after a disappointing trip to Disneyland; Gideon audibly sighed as she responded in the most fed-up tone possible "2 minutes, Miss. Tomaz." as Zari moaned in a childish show of how spoilt she was "This is totally unfair, how come they never let me do any missions? They never give me a chance and yet-" Zari was about to complain as she was cut off by a frustrated sounding Gideon. "Oh for crying out loud! They are trying to protect you, Miss. Tomaz! They do not want you to get killed, how is that so hard for you to grasp? I highly doubt I'm the first one to tell you, but the world does not revolve around you!" Gideon tried to help Zari see reason, as Zari just looked, it seemed like she was registering everything for once, only for that hope to be dashed as the ditzy young woman to dismissively snort, before deciding to go exploring. Zari's need to keep herself occupied had drawn her to an area of the ship that she had never been in before, it was the room where they stashed all the potentially dangerous artifacts that the group had collected on their travels; it was mainly used so that these didn't fall into the wrong hands and Zari had stumbled across this treasure room. Her eyes widening as she saw all the rare artifacts that the group had collected. "Oh my god, this is so ballin'" Zari grinned, sounding like a valley girl more than ever as she took a look at one item that caught her eye, it was an old wood-carving of a fairly overweight young woman who, upon closer expection, resembled to an uncanny level, Zari. Albeit it would be if Zari seriously let herself go, but even the bulbous stomach and even the details of the extra chin, Zari couldn't help but genuinely smile for once. "Hey, Gideon." Zari called out "What's this? This is pretty cool! She kinda looks like me." Zari smiled as she placed her hand on the wood and felt how smooth it was as Gideon actually responded with a blunt "That's a wood carving Miss Tomaz and, yes, the resemblence is startling. But I would recommend putting it down, it is in this room for a reason." Gideon tried to get Zari to put the item down, but the self obssessed young woman continued to prod at the carving. "I mean, if I got fat, that's what I'd look like, of course, I'd be the only one who could pull of a belly like that, it's like I'm the Queen of the Cheat Day." as Zari made the mistake of pressing the top of the head of the wood carving and, out of nowhere, a blinding beam of light caught her in the face; causing Zari to flail comically and start shrieking like a banshee. "Oh my god, get it off me, what's it done to me?! Am I blind?!" Zari started to ramble in a panic, believing that she was blind, only to remember that she had just closed her eyes; she opened them and childishly threw the wood-carving on the ground and storming off in a huff. "Stupid wood carving, who would want to be that fat anyway?!" Zari huffed as she stormed down the hallways of the Waverider in frustration; not realising that the light blast had added effects on her. "Miss Tomaz, I think I should tell you -" Gideon tried to explain to Zari what was going on "Zip it, tin can; don't you have a snooze mode or something??...Ooh, also, can you get me a steak or something? I pride myself on not following the trend of vegans, they're the worst." Zari even made a 'gag' motion with her mouth as Gideon, begrudgingly, decided to whip up a steak for the spoilt Zari, hopefully it would shut her up. Zari was feeling a bit hungrier than usual, she instinctively placed a hand on her stomach, it felt doughier and softer than it had in the morning; but, for whatever reason, Zari didn't really register what was happening to her. "Hmmm, must've washed my dress on too hot a setting?" Zari mused, ignoring how her body was expanding ever so slightly, her formerly toned stomach was getting slightly bigger and doughier, her face was getting a bit plumper, her legs were thickening up and her ass was almost wobbling with every step Zari took. "Miss Tomaz, your steak is ready." Gideon let Zari know as Zari's gut let out a rumble, causing her to look around and blush, even though there was nobody there; however, the sister of Behrad, a well respected member of the team who had the power to control gusts of wind from a totem, did feel a bit bad for how she had talked to Gideon. Walking over and not even paying attention to her gut, which was getting ever so slightly more bulbous and was shaking with every step, Zari looked at the large steak that was placed on the table in the command room. "Damn, Gideon, that looks good." Zari smiled, licking her lips and even having to swallow a mouthful of drool; "I feel like I've gained 10 pounds just looking at it." as Zari sat her ample rear on the seat, hearing it groan under her new size. "You know, Gideon." Zari started as she careful cut into the steak with a knife and fork; before placing a piece into her mouth and moaning at how juicy it was. It was the best steak that she had ever tasted. "Mmm...this is so good, honestly, you should totally be a celebrity chef" Zari complimented with her mouth full of the steak. "Why, thank you." Gideon responded, despite her artificial nature, she didn't mind getting a compliment, especially from someone like Zari, and the fact it seemed genuine was odd to Gideon, considering how contentious the two had been barely an hour before. "Anyway" Zari continued "I thought that I should apologise for the way I talked to you. I guess I should be glad to at least have someone to talk to, even if I can't see them." Zari sighed a bit as she was starting to wonder if she was as useless as she felt at times, but, that melted away as she took a few more bites from the steak, trying to keep as dignified and well mannered as possible, but, the steak was so good that she was struggling not to just wolf it down. "Hey, Gideon...since we're, like, gal pals, now? Could you whip up some dessert, like...a few boxes of donuts?" Zari requested, not realising how her body wasn't the only thing that was changing. Her gut was getting more rotund, side rolls were forming thanks to how expansive she was becoming, her appetite was also increasing, her face was getting rounder and the start of a second chin was starting to form, her legs were getting to the point of being like redwood trees and her expanding ass was causing the groans from her sitting on the chair to get louder. Gideon was trying to tell Zari of her expanding bulk, but Zari was too busy polishing off the steak. "My god, that really hit the spot." Zari leaned back a bit, breathing heavily as she patted her gut and covered her mouth to stifle a belch as she felt a lot heavier than usual. "Hey, Gideon, did you put something in that steak? I feel like I need a crane to lift me up...hey, guess I'm kinda like my dopple-banger wood carving?" as Gideon corrected her "You mean doppelganger, Miss Tomaz?" as Zari just flippantly shrugged "Close enough; anyway, ooh, those doughnuts would really be good right now." Zari snapped her fingers a bit as Gideon managed to have around 3 boxes of doughnuts in front of Zari before she could get grouchy, Zari, with a grunt thanks to her gut being in the way, leaned over as she took a big bite out of one of the doughnuts. It was then that she noticed her second chin starting in the reflection of the control panel. "Hey, Gideon...this is like one of those morphs online where you can make yourself to look fat. Weird how they had that here?" as Zari continued to gobble up the doughnuts in an attempt to calm her hunger. "Miss Tomaz, I've been trying to tell you, that it's not the mirror that's making you look fat." as Zari looked up, hearing what Gideon said as she had a glare on her face, heaving herself up with a grunt of discomfort due to the food not settling in her gut. "Are you bodyshaming me, Gideon?? It's 2020, I'll have you know! I thought you'd be more woke than that!" as Zari turned on her heels and stomped back over to continue eating the doughnuts. But, then she felt the wobbles, she heard herself breathing heavily and it seemed like she was feeling more out of breath despite the fact she was just walking across a room and, as she looked at herself, she saw her swelling blob of a belly, she pinched her love handles and she even turned to see how fat her ass was. "Gideon" Zari called out, sounding genuinely worried and caught off guard "What the hell is going on?! Why am I looking like that girl in that wood carving?!" "Because, Miss Tomaz, that wood carving was designed to increase the appetite and the size of whoever activated it." as Zari looked around, frantic, her breathing quickened as much as it could as she looked like she was going to cry; before letting out a shrill, ear piercing shriek of "HELP ME!!" as Zari ungracefully lumbered over to the control panel as best as she could, but making sure to stuff another doughnut into her crumb covered face. "Guys, I don't care what your mission is! We have an emergancy, a major emergancy, like, the biggest of big emergencies ever! JUST GET HERE!!!" Zari screamed hysterically through the control panel, as she heard all the Legends on the other end groaning at the attack on their ears that Zari had just subjected them to. "OK, we've just finished the mission, we'll be right there!" Zari heard the voice of Sara Lance come on over the radio. Within seconds, the entire Legends crew of Sara, her girlfriend, clone and former head of the Time Buerea, Ava Sharpe, Nate Haywood, who could turn his body into a hardened steel, Mick Rory, the former member of the Flash's Rogues Gallery turned surly hero called Heatwave, next was Charlie, the former shapeshifter who had taken on the form of a deceased member of the team, Amaya Jiwe, then there was John Constantine, the sour and confrontational native of Liverpool, England with incredible magic and, finally, was Zari's brother Behrad, who had the air totem and was ready to defend his sister. "OK, we're here, what's the emergency??" Sara called out as all the team had their weapons at the ready, only to see an overweight Zari, who probably tipped the scales at 220lbs, standing there and blubbering like a 5 year old with a scrapped knee. "Look at what happened to me?! I'm disgusting, a big landwhale, I mean...is there a way to get liposuction on this ship?!" Zari demanded, but that didn't stop her from eating a few more doughnuts. "What the hell happened to her?" Mick's gruff voice asked "She looks like a - " "Mick!" Ava Sharpe nervously cut the flamethrower wielder off before he said something offensive "I mean, Zari...this isn't really an issue to call us back for." she tried to explain gently, but Zari wasn't having it as she screamed out. "THIS IS THE BIGGEST ISSUE THAT YOU COULD FACE!!" as her ample girth wobbled like jello with her tantrum, causing Charlie to chip in with her British accent "Honestly, you look kinda hot, you just might need to reinforce the bed when you and Nate get at it." Zari and Nate both looked at each-other and then to Charlie, before both saying in unison "We didn't do anything!" as Zari added on "Even if I wanted to, I'm hideous" as she prodded her soft blob of a belly, feeling her finger sinking into the flesh. "I mean, you're not hideous." Nate said as he tried to calm Zari down a bit "One, looks aren't everything and Two, you look fine, I mean, bigger is better and all that?" Nate smiled, causing Zari to also smile in a bashful way as she asked with a gleem in her eye "You really think so?" "Of course he does." Sara smiled as she walked over to Zari and placed her hands on her cheek, wiping some of the tears away with her thumb "Look, we'll try and find a way to get you to slim down, but, in the mean time, you might find out that you like your new look?" Sara encouraged as Zari just spat out with pettiness "Easy for you to say, you're super badass and the captain of this team, I was useless before and I'm even more useless now. Oh...by the way, Gideon is a really great cook." as Zari jutted her pudgy thumb over to the licked clean plate that the steak was on and the now empty boxes of doughnuts that were piled up. The team went to say something, only to see that Zari was lumbering off, her fat ass shaking with every step as Charlie nudged Nate "Genuinely, she is really hot, though." as Sara just sighed, as she went to sit down on her seat, only to stop as she saw two imprints where Zari had sat her fat ass down. "Oh, you've got to be kidding me?? Gideon! Since when did Zari get an ass the size of a small planet??" as Gideon bluntly responded "Since she picked up the Totem of Gluttony." Sara just groaned in irritation "Of course...we're never going to hear the end of this, are we?" Sara looked over to Ava, who went to respond, only to hear Zari yell from down the hallway. "Gideon, I need some food to calm me down. Whip up 10 stacks of pancakes and a few bowls of custard." "She weighed us down already, now she'll do it literally." John scoffed in contempt at the whole situation in his scouse accent as the team all started to leave the room, leaving just Sara and Ava there, Sara seemingly wanting to say something, only to stop herself. "Babe?" Ava asked, knowing her girlfriend too well to not know that Sara wanted to say something. "What's wrong?" the clone asked with concern in her voice. "It's nothing, babe...but, like, Zari looks damn good at that size? Think we can convince her to keep it?"Sara noted as she tried to get a glimpse of the new, 'improved', and enlarged Zari; who could be heard chowing down on the pancakes and complimenting Gideon's cooking skills all the while. "At least those two aren't at each-other's throats anymore?" Ava responded, realising that there was another benefit to the weight that Zari had slapped on. (This was quite fun to write and I imagine I'll continue it, but I can't wait to see what you guys think of this, writing Zari like this was so fun. Appreciate any feedback and bits of how to improve on.)
  5. My friend Lilly wrote a story about one of her favorite DC characters, Poison Ivy. She doesn't have very much of a following since this is her first story, so I got her permission to signal boost this. Here's a link to her DeviantArt: https://www.deviantart.com/harieyquinzel Here's the story. Enjoy. It was day 3 of a heat wave in Gotham City, a strange anomaly but of all the Gothamites, Poison Ivy, was the most able to take advantage of this. She was spending another day on the rooftop of her latest hideout in nothing but a leaf bikini and a pair of sunglasses which Harley had jokingly given her the last time they met. Slightly bored, she picked up her phone that she had left by her side, checking the latest news reports in case of anything she might be able to use, but alas there was nothing. “I could use another lazy day anyway.” She remarked, smirking a little. After awhile, she drifted into a nap. Waking up a few hours later, Ivy decided to tend to her plants she had inside the building, but decided to get into her normal leafly corset but after taking off her bikini panties, Ivy notices some red marks where they had been digging into her, running a finger over the marks, she muttered. “Better stop getting as much sun..” After a second, she smirked and said “photosynthesis does have its cons.” After putting her regular corset on, having loosened it a little to allow for the past couple days, she began to tend to her plants, whispering to them all, “You'll all have your day soon, something will come up soon b**s… momma promises.” After a couple of more days pass, Ivy's phone went off from a news alert. The Gotham City Botanical gardens would be hosting a fundraiser where they would be holding for one night only, a rare plant only found naturally in South America called the zombie root. Put together with this was a weather report saying that today would be the last day in the heatwave. “Better make the most of it.” Ivy thought to herself before going up to the building’s roof, her ass jiggling slightly. Ivy spent the rest of the day up there, forgetting about her recent realisation about what happens if she spends too long out in the sun. When night fell, she rushed down back to her makeshift living room, getting a little out of breath from the effort of moving at such a speed. “I should grab something to eat.” She thought to herself, thinking being out of breath meant she needed more energy. After she fixed herself a couple of chocolate spread sandwiches, she attempted to put her iconic corset back on but was unable to. “Well I did just eat..” She thought to herself, before making new one with help from a couple of her nearby plants. The end result being a skin tight dark green dress, that showed off her newly chubby belly and empathised on her larger breasts, while also leaving her chubby arms and thunder thighs completely visible. Later that night, roughly about ten minutes before the fundraiser was due to start, Ivy made her way into the building where the plant was being held, having convinced a hired guard to tell her what room it was in, she slowly went her way to it, doing her signature strut as she did so. With surprisingly little difficulty, she managed to grab the Zombie root. “The rest of the rent-a-pigs are probably away eating donuts.” She said ironically, unaware of exactly how big she had recently gotten. Taking the opportunity of a lifetime which has taken the form of an unlocked window, she attempted to get out but got stuck. “The price I pay for protecting plant life!” She hissed under her breath before managing to free herself. Below the windowsill she found herself now on, was a large Lily pad she had gotten to wait for her arrival, jumping down, her breasts jiggled uncontrollably for a couple seconds before making her clean escape. After having succeeded in liberating the zombie root from the meatbags at the Gotham City Botanical Gardens, Ivy decided to celebrate and had grabbed herself a carrot cake, in which she had planned to have a slice that night, then use the rest to give herself energy when she couldn't get sunlight. This however had shortly changed when she took her first bite, she nearly moaned in pleasure from the taste and once Ivy finished her first slice, she cut herself another. And another. And another. She simply had to have more. “This must be what heaven is like!” She thought to herself. She kept eating more slices there was no more of the cake left, clutching her slightly swollen stomach from having just ate an entire family sized cake, she burped and drifted off into a sleep. Two months later Ivy was awoken by her phone going off, another news alert. As she went to pick her phone up, all that could be heard was the crinkling of wrappers from her midnight snack from the previous night. Pressing the power button, she quickly read what the alert said. It was about the Titan Arum, an endangered species of flower, officially being declared extinct. “What?!” Ivy shouted in outrage, sitting upright, her belly sitting itself on her lap. She got up and stormed over to her kitchen and made herself a four-cheese sandwich with a bag of chips to go with it. She scarfed it down in what she tried to tell herself was an attempt to temporarily distract herself from her anger but deep down was actually hunger for human food. After cleaning the crumbs from her meal off herself, she put on a corset she had recently made, but when she sat down to have a second breakfast, her belly ripped completely through the leaf like fabric, causing her to become slightly embarrassed with herself. “I guess I have gained a bit of weight recently....” After managing to heave her 260 pound body up once again, she begrudgingly made herself yet another outfit, just as skin tight as usual. As she went to leave however, she grabbed herself a full pack of chocolate biscuits for the trip. About half an hour later, she had made it back to Gotham’s Botanical Gardens. “Hmph… haven't been here since the heist.” But without a second thought, she walked up to the front door, her ass and boobs shaking uncontrollably with each step she took. Using a vine to break down the door and several others to tie up the different people within the gardens, Ivy strutted in, looking for someone to prey on, who might know who was responsible for the last few seedlings of the Titan Arum. Before she could, a deep voice boomed across the room from behind her. “Ivy!” Ivy turned around with a smirk on her face and opened her arms a little to help show her body off a little. “Like what you see Batman?” She teased. Batman as per usual, avoided the question and started to walk over Ivy. As Batman did so, he pulled out his custom handcuffs. “I'm giving you a chance here Ivy. Give yourself up and come wi-AGH!” Before he was able to finish his sentence, Ivy pulled a vine out of the ground and used it to trap Batman. After the vine stopped twisting and tugging at Batman’s body, it released a gas designed to slow someone down from multiple flower heads that were beginning to bloom over it. As the gas released, Ivy took her chance and ran away as fast as she could, her entire body jiggling wildly and sweat already dripping down from her head into her cleavage. However, during this time Batman slipped out a bat shaped flip knife and cut his way out of the vines. He gave chase but it didn't take him long as Ivy had ran out of breath and was lying down completely exhausted and could offer little resistance to Batman arresting her. Around half an hour after her capture, Ivy was already placed back into her cell within Arkham. As she got settled down, she rested her head in her hand, using her gut to help support her arm, she growled slightly under her breath as she swore revenge for Batman taking advantage of her new weight. After awhile though she heard a familiar giggle echo through the corridor and the source was getting closer.
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