Harley smirked as smiled to herself thinking about all the clowns her Pudding kept around, the Charle Chapman look alike was cute as was the Buster Keaton wanabe… The Mimes were all hunks, they had better bodies than the Governator… wait, there was Bruno. That bitch kept trying to sneak back into Pudding’s gang all the time… Yeah she would make a great Hyena…
Harley dashed off to where she kept the “Goodies” that Red had shared along with the other potions and toxins that Mr J kept around just in case…
*
“What do you want Harley?” Selina hissed into her phone.
“Relax, I just want to ask a question,” Harley said.
“You called the one phone I have that isn’t tapped by the Bat,” Selina was angry, “And from one of the lines Bats is tracking.”
“How would you know? Oh never mind; Where do you get your rubber suits?” Harley asked, “I mean that real cat lady ones with the fake cat head.”
“Ebay, Etsy, just do a search for fetish pet play costumes,” Selina huffed into the phone and hung up, “Now where were we? Oh you were lecturing me about turning a new leaf and giving up my criminal ways. Would a good girl do this?”
The tied up Batman let a gasp out as the almost naked vixen deep throated him.
*
Two Weeks later…
Bruno came into the old comedy Club, Joker’s fancy for these places always gave her the creeps. But she was a good Schutzstaffel and Joker was her Furher. It was her job to obey him, even if he had been seduced by that buffoon clown girl. She approached the building carefully lest she set off the traps that her lovely Furher had set for the uninvited. As she entered the bedroom she could smell the tell-tale wisps of Joker Venom, her Furher’s personal cologne. She spotted him standing in the bathroom and quietly pulled the door closed behind her…
“Surprise!” she heard a high squeak from behind her and then things went dark.
*
“Wakey wakey!” a voice brought her out the thick murky darkness, “Time to wake up.”
Her head felt fuzzy and she was terribly confused… She smelled something sweet and lovely… but she couldn’t move. Where was that angelic voice coming from?
“Did’ja like that little movie I made for ya?” the voice asked, “You should, you been watching it non-stop for a week straight! Time to get up and showered so you can thank Mommy!”
That was it, that was the voice of her Mommy, right? That wasn’t right, she was loyal to… to her… her Furher? No that was absurd she was her Mommy’s baby and she loved her Mommy! Right? Hands went around her head and lifted some sort of helmet off her. She found herself staring into a mirror, on her head was a brown rubber cat cowl, she wore a green rubber catsuit, brown leather opera gloves and knee boots, a giant brown rubber over diaper and a collar with a tag hanging from it.
“You want to know what your tag says?” a Beautiful blonde appeared behind her, “It says Slobber-puss property of Harley Quinn!”
Everything crystalized at once, gone forever was Bruno, replacing her was Slobber-puss Harley Quinn’s loving and loyal pet Hyena. Harley clipped a leash to her pet and undid the straps holding the former hench woman to the dentist chair. Pulling Slobber-puss to the floor a naughty thought crossed her mind.
“You know what baby time to show how much you love Mommy right now,” Harley undid the zipper between the legs of her harlequin suit.
Slobber-puss didn’t need any further instructions and started licking Harley’s dripping wet pussy.