In her private room in Wayne Manor, Pamela Wayne, nee Isely, formerly the supervillainess Poison Ivy posed in front of a mirror, making sure that her dress was perfect. Tonight marked the fifth anniversary of the legalization of polygamy, and her
husband was throwing a party for several of his friends who, like himself, had taken advantage. It was a fairly small, intimate affair, quite unlike some of the rather more impressive shindigs he'd thrown since embracing married life, but for Pamela it was
the most important.
For while it had been four years since the Legalization, what mattered to her was that it had been four years since her best friend Harley, the women whom she secretly loved more than life itself, had FINALLY called it quits with the Joker. Four years since,
oblivious to Ivy's love, the exuberant blonde had instead found love in the unlikely arms of the Dark Knight, and after a whirlwind courtship, become his fourth wife. In order to remain close to her beloved, Pam had had no choice but to likewise pursue matrimony
with the Gotham Gladiator.
In the years since, she had never regretted doing so, and had come to love Bruce in truth. But as always, it was Harley she really wanted, and yet she remained forever out of reach, stubbornly oblivious to her best bud and sister-wife's longing. The few moments
of sapphic bliss Pam had managed to snatch during group sex only made the green-skinned redhead crave more.
And tonight was the night she would accomplish her goal. For two weeks the household had prepared for this party, and amidst the resultant chaos Ivy had ben able to ensure that every bite of food, every droplet of drink, and every single surface in the house
was suffused with an undetectable but potent chemical cocktail that would increase libidos, remove inhibitions, and render every woman permanently bisexual.
Yes, this would indeed be a night to remember.
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