This story is based on the Batman animated series universe. This is a fun little fan fiction that is not to be taken seriously. Hope you all enjoy it.
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In the main room of the abandoned Gotham's botanical gardens, Poison Ivy's large, heart-shaped, bloating Venus flytrap continuously pulsated and pumped essential nutrients into each plant life form inside each fruit-like sphere.
The plant creatures have been growing for over two days, and were around 5 foot tall. Each one curled up into a ball, fed through their umbilical cord from the Venus flytrap. Dormant, but were alive like a baby inside a womb.
In the middle of the large room a glass coffee table stood with an empty champagne bottle, and a large bowl of ripe, juicy strawberries. Two large black leather sofas sit opposite the table facing each other. Laughter could be heard from the sofas.
On one sat Poison Ivy, wearing a black, satin kimono. Next to her sat Harley Quinn.
Harley's hair was again done in her signature pigtails; she also wore a red satin Cami style outfit with jagged black outlines.
On the opposite sofa sat two of Ivy's former associates, Violet and Lily. Lily wore a white tank top, blue denim jeans, and a black leather jacket. Violet, like the flower she was named after, was adorned with a tight, purple T-shirt, which matched her nails and lips.
She also wore a black leather skirt and knee high boots.
"And that's when I took my mallet and smacked the officer right between the eyes!" Laughed Harley in hysterics. Ivy smiled at her friend while Violet and Lily uncomfortably, but politely laughed at Harley's story.
Changing the subject quickly, Violet commented, "Ivy, these strawberries are amazing! Did you grow them yourself?"
"Indeed I did." Ivy replied.
"I used a special plant accelerant to speed up their growing process. I used a similar version on my babies behind me. It would normally take months for them to fully bloom. But with the accelerant, the process is shortened to a few days. However, you need not worry, the accelerant I used on these strawberries are perfectly safe for consumption." She explained.
Fascinated, but relieved to hear this, Violet and Lily finished their glasses of champagne.
"Oh! I'm all out. I'll get us another bottle." Offered Lily.
"No need my dear; I'll have my personal servant bring one out." Replied Ivy. Clapping her hands, she called out, "Oh waiter! Another bottle please darling."
Upon her request, Robin emerged from Ivy's bedroom, carrying a champagne bucket, with the bottle nestled in the ice. Along with his mask and tights, his captors made him wear a black bow tie, and white cuffs.
Violet and Lily looked on in amazement as he placed the champagne onto the table, and then stood obediently next to Ivy.
"What's going on here Ivy?" Asked Violet.
Ivy explained, "Let's just say I gained myself a new pet to play with. One who obediently obeys his mistress's commands."
"Yep, she planted a smacker on him with her special lipstick two days ago!" Harley added. "Now he has to do whatever we say."
Violet and Lily inspected the boy wonder. By the muscular tone of his young, athletic body, they could tell he must have done some sort of gymnastic activities regularly. A nice six-pack decorated his abdomen. The strength of his arms looked obvious with the
Muscular outlines of his Triceps, biceps, and for-arms. Both ladies thought he was quite a handsome young man.
Upon looking at his back, they saw his well developed latissimus dorsi, decorated with many scratch marks.
"So what have you been doing with him?" Curiously enquired Violet.
"Well let's just say I let him experience his first taste of the intimate, erotic fruit of a woman's body." Ivy bragged.
"No way!" gasped Lily.
"You swiped his V-card!?" followed Violet.
"Indeed I did ladies." confirmed Ivy with a villainous, but smug grin across her face.
"Me and red both had a go on his bird boner!" popped Harley.
"Where did you think we got the sperm to inseminate my big baby behind me?" Ivy added.
Lily and Violet were not only impressed, they were also jealous.
Robin stayed silent. His anger and frustration was increasing from being humiliated, and used against his will.
Without warning, a loud gargled screech erupted from the back of the room. The pod of One of Ivy's plant creature prematurely burst, and the creature dropped to the floor. It continued to screech in pain until it completely dissolved into a thick, green glop. Within seconds after that, two more of the creatures suffered the same fate.
"Oh no!" gasped Ivy. Springing from her seat and dashing towards her babies.
The other three stood up and looked on, concerned but unsure of what was happening.
"Oh no, no, no! It just as I feared!" Ivy cried.
"What's the matter red?" Asked Harley.
Ivy responded, "I expected this to happen. It took years to develop this plant with the ability to produce these creatures. I knew it wasn't going to be perfect, and there would be a few creatures that would not make it to their final, complete form."
"What does that mean? Are they all going to die?" Asked Lily.
"Not all of them." Replied Ivy. "I estimate that at the worst, seventy-five percent of my babies will make it. I knew deep down this would happen, it just still makes it hard to see it happen before my eyes."
"Shame." Snarled Robin. "With any luck the rest of those monsters die as well. And dissolve into a mushy puddle of plant manure!"
To Ivy, this was the equivalent of someone telling a mother they hope their children die of a horrible disease.
Raged consumed Ivy. She stormed towards Robin, slapping him across the face with all her might, knocking him to the ground. Grabbing the neck of the empty champagne bottle, Ivy broke the end off on the coffee table, creating a sharp, jagged weapon.
Grabbing Robin's throat with one hand, Ivy held the sharp end at his neither regions. The broken bottle's points poked Robin's testicals.
"You son of a bitch!" She snapped in anger. "How dare you speak that way towards my babies! I should castrate you of your fucking manhood you little shit!"
The boy wonder instantly regretted letting his temper get the better of him. Batman taught him better to keep his cool in certain situations. One good thrust or swipe from Ivy would cut away what defines him as a man.
"Red, calm down!" cried Harley. "The little punk isn't worth it! Remember, you said we needed him as a hostage when Batman returned."
For once Harley was the one with a cool head in this type of situation, as it was normally Ivy that was composed.
Lily and Violet looked on in silence. They bared witness to Ivy going into a fit of rage once before when they worked together at the eternal youth spa. It frightened them then, and still does now. They stood by and waited for the bloodshed to erupt.
Her temper slowly simmering, Ivy relinquished her grip around Robin's neck, and pulled the bottle away from his groin. Standing to her feet, Ivy looked down at him, with cold, menacing eyes. Then, an evil smile slowly formed on her face.
"I've got a better idea to punish this pitiful little sperm donor." Snarled Ivy.
To the side of the room was a chemistry table, with various beakers, test tubes, and other types of containers that stored various chemicals in them. Ivy opened a draw, and pulled out a small bottle. She took it back to her captive.
"On your feet boy!" she commanded, to which Robin reluctantly did. Ivy displayed the bottle in front of him. "This mixture, much like my lipstick, will make you rise to the occasion. Also it will make you ten times more sensitive down there." She explained, cupping Robin's crotch and giving it a good squeeze. Forcing Robin to gasp out.
Twisting the top off the bottle, Ivy poured the purple liquid into her mouth. After which, she clasped Robin's head, and forced a deep kiss onto him, transferring the mixed berry flavoured liquid into his mouth. The boy wonder was helpless to pull away from her embrace. Ivy held the kiss in place, forcing him to swallow the tangy solution if he wanted to breathe again.
Feeling that he had taken in all the liquid, Ivy released her kiss, to which Robin spluttered and coughed.
Placing the bottle onto the table, Ivy picked up a small, 235ml, empty champagne glass.
"See this Robin." She allured. "For being a very naughty pet, you are going to service, and satisfy all of us, until we drain you completely, filling as much of this glass as possible. That way I can grow another batch of loyal soldiers."
Looking worriedly at the glass, Robin gulped.
"You'll be begging me to put you out of your misery when we're done with you." Ivy said heinously, but also provocatively.
Robin's blood became hot, his body temperature increased as the potion worked its magic. Making him more aroused with each passing second.
Turning to her guests, Ivy enticed, "Well, I've seen the way you two been looking at him. Want to have some fun with us?" Violet and Lily looked at each other in shock to Ivy's proposal.
"Come on you two, it'll be alotta fun!" encouraged Harley, knocking back the champagne straight from the bottle.
Giving a naughty smile to each other, Violet and Lily decided to oblige to Harley and Ivy's invitation. They approached the boy wonder, standing at both sides of him. Their hand began to wonder all over his toned body.
"Your body feels really good." complimented Lily.
