Chapter One
Soon after her successful experiment with Alice Oh, Poison Ivy couldn't wait to bring over another one of her many lovers on board as a volunteer. So then, she'd be able to achieve her goals and cause more easily. Just then, she spotted someone stepping in from out the darkness. There stood a lean dark-skinned woman with a stoic look to her face, lips, and eyes and a round bun tied from her short black hair. She wore a black buttoned-up shirt within a suit jacket and trousers of matching rose-red along with black high stilettos. With hands on hips, she walked towards the green goddess of nature.
"Hello, Pamela", the woman spoke.
"Hello, Bella", Pamela recognised.
"I'm glad you have come", Pamela walked over, smiling with half-lidded eyes.
"Have I really come yet?" Bella flirted back with a similar grin, making Poison Ivy giggle at such an innuendo.
Neither woman wasted any much time at all as Bella stood back against a tree trunk behind her while Poison Ivy pinned up on her, their bodies softly pressing together as they gazed into each other's enticing eyes.
With hands holding each other's cheeks, Poison Ivy and Bella Garten closed their eyes and brought their lips together, inhaling the sweet fragrance of the flowers around them through their nostrils and exhaling it back out the same way. Softly grinding against one another, the two lovers briefly parted their lips to let their tongues to rub together in a wet dance. Bella and Poison Ivy had already made love to each other before, so they knew each other's body so well with experience and knowledge. Both could feel something growing between them, a warmth being shared, a wetness begging to be touched.
So with silent ease, the redhead unbuttoned and unzipped the noirette's jeans before sinking her right hand straight in and shoving it up into her juicy petals. Feeling those fingers hooking deep inside her and rubbing against her clit, Bella groaned and grunted while her hips jerked forth and thrusted rhythmically. Poison Ivy licked her lips and teeth at the sight of the otherwise stern Bella wincing under her pleasuring power. While Bella arched her head back and torso forth, and sunk her hands and fingers in those magenta-red locks of hair, Poison Ivy planted her lips and tongue up and along Bella's delicious neck.
As Poison Ivy's long green fingers pumped faster and deeper, Bella's legs wobbled like slender pillars of jelly and her breaths and moans grew heavier and louder, almost echoing in this greenhouse chamber. She hung onto the endlessly orgasmic waves, trying desperately to keep up to the same speed of her lover's fingers. Bella squeezed every so tightly as she was dragged over to that edge.
Just as her voice broke down from so much crying and her body couldn't bend any further, Bella climaxed with one last thrusting forth of her hips, releasing her inner liquid pollen, even trailing down her trouser legs. As she felt that warm nectar ooze from her lover's opening, Poison Ivy smiled with dark twisted joy while gradually slowing down the thrusting of her fingers. By the time her fingers halted, she slipped them free and feasted on the fresh fluid, its taste similar to that of salted honey.
"Have you finally come now?" Poison Ivy questioned rhetorically.
"Yes, I have now", Bella responded breathlessly anyway.
"Are you ready to become like me?" Poison Ivy asked.
"I already am", Bella answered.
Poison Ivy knew that, just like with Alice Oh, Bella would do anything for her, be anything for her. And so, she went on with the procedure like she did the first time. Stepping back, Poison Ivy took a short yet deep inhale and exhaled confidently before closing her eyes widely shut and slowly raising her arms and open flat hands up and forth. Under silent command, vines of brown, tendrils of dark-green, and leaves of a slightly lighter green gathered together to surround and close in on the observant Bella. Having already resigned to her fate and ascension, Bella stood firm and proud with legs spread somewhat apart, raised her arms up to the side slightly, and inhaled a breath of stoic air through her nostrils.
The vines, leaves, and tendrils eventually swathed around Bella's high-heeled feet and crept up each of her legs in a coiling manner. Bella groaned out of dark pleasure, imagining it was Poison Ivy's lustful hands and tongue feeling up her shaken thighs. She would let anything come and go just to be with her. A few more vines wrapped around her hands and spiralled up her arms as well, gradually they all up to her hips, her torso, her shoulders, and her neck. Her stern face was the last thing that could be seen before she was encased completely in leaves, vines, and tendrils. Then once the wrappings had tightened just enough and solidified, the cocoon morphed into another large spherical pod of glowing eerie pink.
As Poison Ivy continued watching and observing, she noticed the cocoon looked very much like the one that covered and transformed Alice Oh, so she knew the exact same process had already begun with Bella Garten. Looking more closely, she could even seen a faint silhouette within the pod, floating with arms and legs still spread out as if completely submerged in deep liquid. The very same person in the very same position. Then, the figure within began drifting and rolling backwards before curling up into a foetal position with knees up and arms wrapped around. Poison Ivy's lips formed that smile of hers once more, witnessing another rebirth, and everything were still going as she anticipated.
Location: The Batcave
Far underground and beneath the stately Wayne Manor, was the Batcave itself. A vast and natural cavern discovered by only a few amount of people before Bruce Wayne himself sought to take full advantage of this area, to use it as secret residence for his gear, his costumes, his vehicles, his technology, and any other sorts of displays and exhibitions. With his mask, cape, and overall cowl left neatly to the side upon the table, he was still in his batsuit, sitting closely to the desk with a keyboard, telescope, a slightly scattered stack of paper, and a few other bits and bobs surrounding him. All were bathed in the cyan-blue glow of the computer monitor screens across the wide desk.
With as much focus and care as possible, Bruce silently picked up a small piece of glass with a tiny droplet of mostly clear liquid in the middle and slid it into the telescope before looking into it. Through the telescope, he could see more closely and clearly into the particles within the droplet, some of dark-red, others of skin-peach, and a few of sage-green. When these cells and particles started converging together like iron fillings attracted to a magnet, and fusing into one glob of sickly-pale-green, this especially caught his eye. While this was going on, a somewhat younger man in an all-black tight supersuit apart from the blue eagle wing shape encircling around his chest, back, and shoulders, made his way in to check in on his longtime mentor.
"Everything okay here, Bruce?" Nightwing spoke and asked as he approached.
"For the moment, Dick", the Batman, Bruce. answered whilst still keeping his eyes and focus through the telescope.
"Okay then", the Nightwing, Dick Greyson, nodded as he observed what Bruce was doing as well as all the equipment close around him. "So what you studying this time?"
"Some of Poison Ivy's skin and blood cells, her DNA", Bruce explained. "As well as a few particles from some of the plants she controls. Said plants seem to contain traces of Chlorogene and other unique toxins".
"The same kind of toxins that made her...what she had become and still is now?" Dick recognised, paused, and noted.
"Very much so", Bruce confirmed, still looking into his telescope. "When I integrated the tainted plant cells with normal human DNA, the resulting mixture and fusion seemed to resemble Poison Ivy's own DNA".
"Really, huh?" Dick stroked his chin with intrigue. "What do you think this could mean?"
"One thing for sure", Bruce briefly concluded as he moved away from the telescope to look back around at Dick. "If she knew of this capacity and chose to go with this, she could spread an infestation to anyone she may desire".
While Bruce's eyes were narrowed with stoicism, Dick's own eyes were slightly widened with a mix of fascination and concern, even if he were wearing his black domino mask with white eye-shields. The two already knew about Poison Ivy's ability to control almost anyone she may choose, but to be able to mutate someone like she herself had, such a possibility left the two in deep silent thought. For all either would know, she may already be taking advantage.
Back at Poison Ivy's lair, she continued waiting and watching, watching the glowing pinkish cocoon pod emit a low hum while the person inside floated endlessly like a growing child within its mother's womb, waiting to be born, or rather reborn. She couldn't help but not keep her eyes away for even half a second from such a fascinating sight. Something about the idea of metamorphosis had intrigued Poison Ivy, even before she went through such a process herself. She knew about how at least most plants go through a significant change in one way or another, and she always wanted to know the link between plant life and animal life, specifically humans. It would be likely that Poison Ivy may've found that link already, or might just be the very link herself.
And then, just as before, the cocoon started cracking at the bottom before slowly working their way to the top. Finally, the pod cracked open like the blooming of petals, as greenish sludge spilled out and once again flooded a good chunk of the mudded floor before gradually seeping into it. In the very middle of the opened cocoon, a vague figure stood tall and straight with arms hung up to the side and mostly smothered in that same fluid, although Poison Ivy could still tell who it was. As the liquid trickled down and away, it eventually revealed Bella's still stoic face, closed eyes, and even her now completely drenched clothes.
Much like with Alice before her, and Poison Ivy before her, there was a greenish tint to Bella's still darkly complex skin. But otherwise, the rest of her, or at least her clothes, still remained unchanged. Curiously yet confidently, Poison Ivy took at least a few slow steps towards the unfazed Bella, the thought of reaching out to her crossed her mind. But before she actually went through with it, Bella's eyes opened up, revealing a greenish glow of sorts, not unlike what was seen emanating from Alice's eyes and even Poison Ivy's own eyes as well when she first transitioned. Barely a second passed before the glow faded away and revealed Bella's normal eyes. As if snapped from her trance, Bella convulsed slightly and groaned, holding her aching head.
"How do you feel?" Poison Ivy asked.
"I feel..." Bella managed to respond. "...so good and right".
"That's the power of Mother Earth and Nature", Poison Ivy explained as simply as she could, knowing that someone like Bella would be smart enough to figure out the rest. "Which you now share as well".
Wanting to believe what Poison Ivy had said would be true, Bella looked around at all the foliage and raised a single hand some of them, expecting them to at least move in reaction to her gesture. And certainly enough, much to her surprise, or rather her anticipation, a few flowers and green vines pulled in her direction and moved towards her. Raising a brow at this, Bella moved her hand to the right, which the plants moved to as well, then she moved to the left, and the plants did just that as well. The Gardner Bella Garten, and even Poison Ivy, began to smile and share a low and sinister humming laugh.
To be continued...