“Here you go Steve,” The Mirror inverted Harley pulled out a wad of twenty dollar bills from her rainy day stash and handed it to him, “Let us know if you want any other alterations.”
The purple Hippo took the money and the offered kiss on the cheek and waddled out the door. That left Mirror Inverted Harley alone for a moment as the others had rushed the door. Well the imaginary teleportation doorways at any rate. She looked at the board again and thought of something.
“We still need a good strong dick to fuck us,” Vincent Price read aloud.
“Yeah.”
*
Edward Nigma, alias the Riddler, sat on bar stool in a similar room in his latest safe house, a former bowling business. He held the chalk to his lips like he was smoking a cigarette. He regarded the wall of plans carefully considering each and every one. He noticed the clicking of heels. He turned to see a shiny Harley Quinn. She strutted towards him in a sexy shy arms behind her back looking down pose. Edward couldn’t help noticing her slick and shiny body and enhanced bosom. He felt his Question Mark stirring in his pants.
*
Mirror Harley strutted towards Eddy, he looked handsome in his sneakers, green slacks and white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up and collar open. He moved the chalk from his lips and watched her as she came closer.
“It’s never been a secret that you want me,” MH said, “But while I always thought you were cute, I was blinded by Mr. Jay…”
“Yeah,” Edward sighed, “That vicious thug had you under his spell.”
“Well I am not under his spell any more, in fact I want revenge…” Harley smiled, “And part of that revenge is you.”
Edward arched and eyebrow.
“Here is the deal,” Harley said, “I want you to work for me. You help me plan out his death and I make it worth your while.”
“How so?” Edward asked.
“Money,” Harley produced a stack of Barer bonds two inches thick each for a thousand dollars, “Sex and power.”
“Sex?” Edward was clearly interested.
“Hot, wild, rubber sex,” MH said.
To prove her point a seem on her suit opened between her tits and expanded out to make a key hole that showed off Harley’s assets.
“And what kind of power?” Edward asked.
“This kind,” MH smiled.
Edward’s outfit changed, his shoes became black riding boots, his pants became dark green skin tight latex, his shirt turning into a white rubber front button military shirt with green rubber pockets on the chest, his hands were encased in green rubber gloves and he could feel the latex domino mask form on his face. It was then he noticed other changes with a gasp and a moan. His boxers became man panties with a built in condom enveloping his enlarged and hardened question mark and a butt plug forcing its way into his ass sending waves of pleasure across his body.
“So ready to sign up to be my cohort Eddy?” MH asked, “Or do you want to take the down payment first?”
A seem over Harley’s pussy split open revealing her wet womanhood.
*
“Don’t get up Red,” Harley called as she walked into the abandoned factory that Pam had taken over, “I got a little business plan I want to go over with ya!”
Pamela “Poison Ivy” Isley found her plants spinning around her and securing her to the bench where she had been sitting.
“What the hell?” Pam shouted.
“Hi Red,” The Original Harley Quinn walked over and bent over sticking her enlarged latex cover melons in Pam’s face, “Like my little upgrades? Want some upgrades of your own?”
Pamela’s costume shed from her body and she was enveloped in a second skin of dark green rubber catsuit with a bright green mock leaf corset around her waist and dark green leather gloves and thigh boots.
“Oh Red,” Harley kissed her confused captive, “I can do some much more for you or to ya!”