Harley was working on the mix of Love and Slave with both Brucie and Red, before they left she had a lot more slave then love. But she was adjusting and perfecting the mix. Or one part of her mind was, a second part of her mind was working on making out with Red as the poisonous woman sat on the new mental marvel's lap on the passenger seat of the Batmobile. Interestingly, a third part was working on a crazy idea.
She thought she could command the mind of everyone in the city, maybe even the solar system at the biggest she guessed. This wasn't her crazy idea, since this makes sense. No, the idea was for something which weird.
'A mental, psionic virus! A virus which infects a person's mind if they come into contact with an infected person, constantly reinforced by all the infected around them. The virus writes and rewrites the thoughts and emotions of the infected with what I program it with, plus I can easily access the mind of the Infected anywhere and make any changes to it and them I want.
And of course, what should be in the virus?
Why to make people love and help me! I'll make it so it rapidly makes people love me like a hero or an idol (unless I can it, like making sexy people my lovers). Like a celebrity or rock star ... or better yet a rock star celebrity! It will make them want to protect me from danger, not any danger but real threats to my life and power. Plus it will make them help me do what I want! Basically an epidemic which makes people Harley Quinn Fans, without them knowing it!
And now Brucie and Red are Infected, and I'm a Carrier like Typhoid Mary. The question, is it should be just us three? All of the Batfamily and/or their Rogues? The City?' thought Harley as she was making out with Ivy, with hands on her breasts, tongues in each others mouths and TK Dildos in their pussies and asses. With Brucie seeing it in his mind, without being distracted from his driving.
So Harley decide who to make infected...
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