Hello there Guest review, I thank you for your constructive criticism, well there are a few things I need to say. First of all this is my first story using this type of genre so if some characters look out of character you need to understand, this is a fanfic so if I feel like writing a character doing something they would not usually do that's my decision ok? Some chapters have a bit more detail to them and are also more lengthy while others are shorter, you know why? It all depends on my mood to be honest, sometimes I'm feeling lazy, sometimes I'm feeling eager, but most of all I am doing this alone.
This may not be the best fart related fanfic with beautiful big booty girls, but i'm doing this mostly for fun, so if you don't like how im doing things around here you have two options, you can wait and see if i become better or not, or maybe you can go to someone else, after all were all my chapters not to your liking?
Welcome to Gotham City, a city plagued by darkness and rampant crime. In an undisclosed location, someone began to regain consciousness after several hours of being unconscious. And who might that be? None other than your favorite caped crusader of Gotham—Nightwing.
"Ouch, my head...what the heck happened?"
He raised his head and surveyed his surroundings, realizing that he was in some sort of dungeon-like place, with his gadgets missing or stolen.
"Damn it, I can't move."
He found himself bound to a chair, with sturdy Dyneema ropes tightly entwined around his limbs in intricate knots. Suddenly, he heard footsteps approaching from the door on his left.
"Well, well, well...looks like the birdie has finally awakened," spoke a familiar voice, as the door swung open.
"Harley..." he said with annoyance.
"About time you opened your eyes. I was getting bored waiting for so long," she remarked, striding toward him. Her attire was tight and revealing, accentuating her every curve. (A/N: Classic Harley from Batman: The Animated Series.)
Nightwing attempted to maintain a serious expression, but he couldn't help but be taken aback by Harley's abundant feminine features. Her skimpy costume gave the illusion of her wearing next to nothing at all.
"It seems the jester's assistant came alone this time?" he smirked.
"Hmph! And for someone trained by Batman, you sure went down easily with a good whack to the head," she said, placing her hands on her hips and chuckling.
"You caught me off guard, that's all."
"That's what they all say when my mallet is just inches away from their face," she twirled around. "Then they go nighty-night. But enough of that. You're here for a reason, bird brain."
"And what reason would that be, Harley?"
"You're going to spill the beans on Batman's true identity," chimed in another voice.
"Who's with you?" Nightwing inquired, looking at Harley.
"Just a friend," she replied, grinning widely. Soon, the figure of a green-skinned, red-haired woman with voluptuous hips stepped into the light—it was Poison Ivy.
"Oh, crap...she looks more formidable than last time."
"You took your sweet time as well, Red. Did you bring what I asked for?" Harley questioned.
"Yes, it's right here," she said, pointing to the bag. "We won't need it if he cooperates."
"What's in that bag?" Nightwing asked cautiously.
"Tell us who Batman is, Nightwing," Poison Ivy demanded. "Or things will get ugly for you."
"Do you think I'll crack that easily? This line of work is always risky, so the answer is no," he replied confidently.
"Is that so? Well, we have our ways of making you talk," Harley said, locking eyes with him.
"Oh, really? Then do your worst!"
"Is that a challenge?" Harley retorted, reaching into the bag that Ivy had brought. She pulled out a portable gas mask.
Nightwing observed the mask with curiosity. Were they planning to poison him or something? It seemed like such a random item.
"Let me ask you something," she said, donning the mask. "Do you have a soft spot for girls with a...naughty side?" Harley turned around, pointing to her enticing posterior.
Blushing at the question, Nightwing stammered, "W-What kind of question is that?"
"I am quite proud of my buns, they are forty inches big and thick! Believe it or not, Ivy over there has a whopping fifty inches! Of ass" She said, while Ivy just rolled her eyes "For someone who is all about plants she sure is packing a lot of ham"
'T-That much?' He thought to himself while sweating.
"Speechless huh? Too much ass for you?"
Harley looked at him with a taunty grin before she decided to turn around, shake her large rump a little close to his face and suddenly just *PLAP* sit her heavy bottom onto his lap.
"Guh!" He said as he felt her weighty ass smother his lap.
"Hmmm..not bad, your lap is quite comfy, maybe I use it a bit more in situations like this" She said before moving her buns left and right, grinding onto his crotch.
Nightwing might be a well trained vigilante, but no one had ever trained him on how to deal when a big booty supervillain girl decides to suddenly grind her ass against your lap while being unable to do anything about it, that made him moan a little and blush embarrassed.
"Now are you going to tell me who Batman really is under that mask? C'mon pretty please?"
"N-No! You think I betray his trust for something like this?" He said, trying to control himself.
"I told you Harley, this guy won't squeal until we make him" Ivy said.
"Well...don't tell me I didn't try to be nice" Harley said before clenching her ass cheeks and inhaling as much air before she then grunted.
"Uhm…what is she doing?" He asked.
*GuuUgrrGGLELE*
"Getting ready to burst," Ivy said with a laugh as the sound of gurgling coming from her friend's stomach increased in sound until…
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The clown lady had just blasted a large nasty fart onto Nightwing's lap, so strong in fact her ass cheeks vibrated thanks to it. The wind that came from that was warm but disgusting, smelling like rotten cheese.
"OOoh! Phew! Damn that felt good, did you see how much noise I made? Spicy mexican food sure does a number on my stomach" She said giggling.
"What the hell?" Nightwing then started to smell it "EW! Seriously?Did you just farted on me? That is so childish! And blehh! What does it smell so dead awful?"
"I don't know birdbrain, this is a great time for me, now this is how things are gonna work. If you don't tell us what we want to know, me and Ivy are gonna make sure to keep blasting surprises at your face and lap until we get what we want"
Poison Ivy put on the mask too "Trust me, that fart was just a warm up. Harley can be quite boisterous when she wants, show him Harls"
"HRMMM!"
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Harley grunts again before she lets out a much larger and stink fart that blasted Nightwing's lap for five straight seconds, nonstop. The smell was like a combination of cabbage and beans into a smoothie, it burned his nostrils simply by sniffing a percentage of it.
"Ugh, so rank! What did you eat?!" He asked before coughing in disgust.
"Tacos, chimichangas, donuts, cake, pretty much anything I could find for this moment" She said with a tone that if she was not wearing a mask he would see her smirk.
"You're so gross!"
"I dont give a rat's ass about your opinion, but are you ready to sing bird boy? Tell me Batman's identity!" She screamed.
"I can't do that! I never do that" He said, valiantly.
"Hmmm...Maybe you just need a different aroma for your nose, how about you come here Ivy?" She asks her.
He looks at Ivy coming over to them
''I don't know how you managed to convince me of coming here"
"Because you're angry at Batman for the last time you got in jail" She smirked.
"Hmmm, you got a point, he has been a real pain in the ass lately" Ivy said.
Harley gets off NightWing lap allowing it for her friend to sit on "Your throne your majesty"
"Hmph. Thanks." Ivy giggled as she sat on Nightwing's lap.
Nightwing groans in a gasp as she does so "God! Your ass is even heavier"
"You sure know what to say to a girl"
Poison Ivy grunted before her large booty blasted a stinky and earthly fart onto his lap that was so loud Harley had to close her ears.
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He gagged in disgust as this was worse than Harley's "Ohhhhhhh! it smells like fertilizer"
"I'm proud of that, ain't no more natural gas then mine haha" She smirked.
"You have guts Nightwing, I admit that much. But we ain't stopping for nothing until you spill the beans" Harley Said, while grabbing him by the hair.
"What do you plan on doing?" He asked Harley.
"Batman has been nothing but trouble for us criminals for far too long, and it's honestly getting tiring, once we learn who he is under that mask we make sure he stays in his place" She said with a toothy grin.
He gulped from her grinning face 'Shit'
"Speak now and we may be merciful," Poison Ivy said.
"No, I can't let that happen," he said.
"I knew you would say that" Ivy gets off his lap and uses her powers to create vines to lift up his chair in the air.
He gasped as this happened "What are you doing?"
"Lets see how much you can hold your breath"
She said before making the vines swing him by shoving his face up close and personal to her ass, moaning a little from that sensation of having his face slide deep between her buttocks, as Nightwing was now having his face trapped in a wall of thick juicy ass meat that smelled terrible though.
"HERE...GRRRRR comes!"
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Poison Ivy blasted a large and meaty fart that seemed to take form and linger in the air for far longer than it should.
"Dang Ivy you're gonna blast a hole with in your pants with all that booty blasting" Harley Laughed off.
Nightwing's eyes start to water and he tries to push on her ass with his own face in one way or the other but she clenches her ass cheeks.
"Your not going anywhere, smell natures natural perfume you bitch"
He gagged deeply from the nasty stench.
''Ok Ivy let him breathe for a while so we can ask again" Harley said.
She unclenched her cheeks "Now Nightwing, how about you be a good boy and let us know what we want? You did a good job holding up all this time but it won't last forever"
"F-Fart on me as much as you want, I'd rather die" He weakly said.
"Piece of shit!" Harley gets mad "You know what Ivy? Maybe it's time we show him what happens when we work together"
He gulped as he could barely handle them separately.
"You really done it now Nightwing, now Harley wont even hold back against you" Ivy said smiling, even when wearing a mask.
He sees the duo getting close to him aiming their big phat butts while he had no way to dodge or escape. Even with the masks on, Nightwing can hear them grunting.
"Here it comes, eat farts birdbrain" Harley Quinn said, cooking up a big one.
"T-This is gonna make you wish you were saying yes to us" Ivy said.
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TThe powerful combination of raucous flatulence permeated the entire room with its noxious odors, causing the wallpaper to deteriorate. It seemed as though their stomachs were continuously producing more gas, as the noxious mixture lingered for nearly a minute. Poor Nightwing couldn't withstand the double fart assault and was knocked out within seconds.
"That was such a relief! It feels like I shed a few pounds," exclaimed Harley, finding solace in the release.
"Unfortunately, we didn't obtain what we were after," Ivy stated, a smile playing on her lips.
"Yes, we should dispose of him in the garbage can outside and return to our hideout before Batman locates us," suggested Harley.
Ivy nodded in agreement and employed her vines to lift Nightwing. "Well, it was enjoyable nonetheless. Perhaps we should consider using this tactic on Joker next time, hahaha."
"Absolutely! We could dominate Gotham with this strategy," Harley declared.
The two alluring, curvaceous vixens of Gotham City exchanged a high-five before departing with Nightwing.
How Harley Looks: rule34 . xxx/index. php?page=post&s=view&id=7046947
How Poison Ivy Looks: rule34 . xxx/index . php?page=post&s=view&id=7023218