“I’m lonely an’ sad an’ nobody loves me…”, Harley sighed, on her bed with her back pressed up against the wall. “I miss Mistah J!” she added, running her hand over a poster of him, longing for his presence. “Hell, when ya get right down to it…” Harley murmured, “I just miss men!” Looking around her cell, there were posters of ripped male models plastered around the brick wall. She leaned over to the other side of the cheap mattress and picked up her doll, which resembled the Joker, balanced it on her large bust and began to pet it lovingly. She was worried for Joker’s safety, who was out in Gotham and committing crimes. Her only friend that comforted her was Poison Ivy, who lived in the cell next to her. Knees sprawled, she was listening intently to her but paid most of her attention to tending her “babies”.
She put the doll down and rested a hand on her knee as she turned towards her glass door at the cell next to her in order to inquire Ivy, “Hows about you, Red? You ever get the lonelies?”
“Me? Not a chance, I’ve got everything I need right here.”, she replied as she cooed at the mutant plotted plant in her hands, the cabbage with teeth snapping its mouth. Ivy was lying in the bed of her cell, which was surrounded by a plant with eyeballs and tentacles that struck curious glances at Ivy’s bare green ass. Photos of Harley, Superwoman, and her were scattered all over the bed, some on the pillow, and some resting on her collared blue shirt.
“No. I mean like, for guys.”
“Oh, them. Well, putting it in purely botanical terms I do feel the need to mist my fern now and then, sure.” she stated in an intelligent tone. “But being locked up doesn’t matter. I can get any man I want, anytime” she spoke arrogantly, her eyes closed while cracking a cocky smile along with a green hand pointed at her chest.
“In here?!? You’re full of fertilizer!” Harley retorted, facing Ivy’s room with her arms and legs sprawled.
“Oh, reeeally? I’ve got a dollar that says I can get a kiss from every man in the asylum...” She reached for the dollar bill that she saved in her jutted out front pocket and clutched it in the air.
“Guards, doctors, inmates, all of ‘em! Are you in?” Ivy remarked playfully.
“You’re on, sistah!” Harley laughed, pointing at Ivy with two fingers.
Ivy lifted her pillow and pulled out a fresh and newly made tube of green lipstick. She was planning on using it on Batman and Robin, but she had to win the bet. It was like most of her lipsticks; so potent having skin contact with its oil will cause the victim to be absolutely enamoured by her. However, the affected victim becomes a highly contagious zombie that spreads Ivy’s love dust to more victims thorough air.
This is going to be easy, Ivy smirked as she painted her lips with the sultry shade of olive green, the oil catching the flourescent light of her cell. Pursing her lips, she scrambled to the corner of her cell and got ready.
“HELP!” Ivy cried, hoping to get the attention of an officer. A guard, who was operating security cameras the end of the hallway heard her cry of distress. Placing his mug of steaming coffee, he sighed and jogged over to Ivy’s cell block.
“Owww! I cut myself!” The officer slid the glass door open and walked over to Ivy and skeptically observed her “cut.”
“I can’t look how bad is…” Leaning closer with a dubious expression on his face, he decided to lean closer in an attempt to notice the cut. Suddenly, Ivy closed the gap and pressed her lips on the surprised officer’s mouth.
“Mmmf!” At first he tried to pull himself away from her, but the sweet venom quickly slid down his throat and into his system.
“Mmm…” Ivy moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck as his body grew stiff. After seconds of Ivy’s maroon tongue coating the inside of his mouth with saliva and nectar, she pulled away, a string of mixed saliva separating her and the now drooling man. “Now”, Ivy cooed as she unbuttoned some of her blue shirt and revealed some of her sexy pink bra and cleavage, pressing it up against the guard’s chest, her arms tugging at his uniform, “you’ll let me go, won’t you, lover?” She asked sweetly. Her dulcet tone was pure music to her ears. Ivy’s sexy and loving green gaze along with the intoxicating smell of her pheromones proved too much for the guard. Face pressed up against the door, Harley laughed at the effectiveness of Ivy’s drug and how horny he was getting.
“S-s-sure!” He moaned as he leaned towards Ivy, lips quivering, desperate for another kiss. Ivy pushed him back with her fingers held against his lips as she held him in place, giggling at his newfound love for her. “K-k-kiss..” He whimpered. Ivy sneered and shook her head as she softly pushed the man onto the floor. She stood up seductively as a sign of dominance, making sure he got a good view of her uncovered pink lingerie.
“I’m sure you want me -- no need me, don’t you --” Ivy glanced at his nametag “Sonny?” She eyed his growing erection and noted how easy it is going to be to win.
“Y.. y.. y-YES!” He cried in lust.
“Then go and spread the sex pollen! Spread the lust! You will do that because you love me and I love you very much. So much that if you do what I tell you, then I’ll kiss you again." Ivy smirked, fixing her auburn hair as he began panting excitedly about the deal. "Because in all reality", she added as she leaned closer towards his ear. "I want you." Flecks of pheromones exited her mouth and into his nose as her comment sent him over the edge. He slowly got up, released Ivy, and walked out towards the end of the hall, a trail of pink dust and a stupid smile on his face with a green imprint of a pair of lips.
“One smooch of my special lipstick and a little sweet talk and off he goes!” She remarked, shrugging with crossed arms, closed eyes, and an arrogant leer.
Damn… Red’s taken the lead! Gotta do something, quick!” Harley pondered. Body pressed against the glass, Harley bellowed. “Hey, you!” Come back here and make with the card key!” Sonny turned and waddled over to Harley and unlocked the door. Harley sauntered over to Sonny, finger twirling one of her golden pig tails and the other behind her as spoke coyly with a suggestive wink. “Good guard man! There’s something I want to...” She took advantage of his aroused state and bent lower, showing off her cleavage as she pulled him in and kissed. Smmmerrp! Her soft pair of red lips touched his, a curious tongue slipping inside his mouth. She pushed him away as she gave a lusty sigh, a red stamp of lips to go along with the green on Sonny’s face.
“Hey! No poaching my kisses!” Ivy screamed jealously.
“Sorry, I needed that.” She replied with a soft smile as she bit her lip, tallying the score. H: 1; I: 1.
“Even score, but not for long!” she countered, looking at the score as she leaned across her bed.
“That guard will spread the pheromone to each man he passes and each in turn will pass it along throughout the asylum until the guards and doctors come trooping over to me.” She explained as she leaned next to her door with her hands on her hips, waiting for the steady stream of lust-filled men to fill the hall.
Ivy’s pheromones worked like a charm. Sonny, who was in a zombie-like state, wandered into the staff room, where he spread the pink sex dust to the twelve officers in there. They then dispersed throughout the asylum where the halls were polluted with magenta spores, and soon enough, there was a lust pollen epidemic.
They then crowded the halls towards Ivy, who was waiting, leaning against the door, her hands on her hips. The sexy and provocative pose she was in caused the love zombies to tumble towards her in a futile attempt to grope her.
“Now, now boys… theres plenty of me to go around…” She simpered as she smirked over at an enraged Harley. She eyed the first one in line, a middle aged man with brown hair. “Pucker up, darling”, Ivy placed her hands on his shoulders, got on her toes, and engulfed the man with her soft, oily lips. “Mmm…” She moaned as the man shuddered and grunted in pleasure, his body shaking violently.
She pushed the man behind her as she wiped her lips. “Who's next?”
“Me!”
“No me!”
“So green!”
“Not him, I need you more!”
“Ivy, take me, please!”
“With pleasure…” Ivy snickered as she smooched a stubby bald man and shoved him away as he orgasmed just by the feel of her heavenly lips on his cheek.
“C’mere, handsome…” Ivy clutched a medium height Asian doctor and she made out with him, the French of her kiss overwhelming, as she painted his face a solid green. She brushed her bountiful breasts against his chest as she felt his bulging erection through his pants. His hands felt the exotic terrains of her candy apple ass, fingers slipping underneath the pink panties. She separated herself from him and sent him off, his face completely green from her lipstick save the steady stream of his drooling saliva.
“So soft…” he moaned in pure bliss, the countless green lipstick marks on his face something he intends to keep forever.
In only a couple of minutes, Ivy’s score grew exponentially as she pecked, smooched, and made out with the long line of men in quick successions. Men after men, sometimes two to four at a time, kissing them with love.
“Nrrnggh!” An officer shuddered in pleasure as Ivy licked from his chin to his forehead with her long, snake like tongue leaving a trail of honey on his dumbfounded happy face. He licked the pollen and the nectar from his face with gratitude, taking in more of the pheromones. Slurrpp.
“S-s-s..o sweet, Go-d-dddess I..I..vy…”
She sniggered at his lust as she embraced the next man, arms wrapped around his neck, tongue massaging his own with expertise.
“Time for a physical, sweetpea”, Ivy crooned, as she placed a soft kiss on the head of a doctor’s erect penis, painting it green with her lipstick.
“O--ohh…” He moaned.
“That’s it for the doctors and guards."
“Fucking show-off!” Harley remarked as she moved onto another wall to tally the last mark.
“Oh, man! Make way for the lunatic fringe!”
“The guards were so sweet to open all the doors. Look how nicely everyone’s getting.” "Love truly does make the world go 'round, doesn't it, boys?"
Lines of thugs and criminals along with the notorious ones -- Two-Face, Killer Croc, and more crowded around Ivy as she pushed a mugger against the wall. She looked back and chortled “No shoving, now. There’s plenty of me to spare.”
Pucker, Pengy. Ivy tittered as she bent down and kissed the Penguin’s forehead, who then ran off in pleasure.
“Ivy kissed me! She kissed me!”
She giggled as she turned towards Two-Face, who reached for Ivy’s panties in an attempt to pull it downwards. She gave a coy smile as she pulled them up and stared at him with her green eyes. Rising up on her toes, she whispered “I’ll take one from each side, Harvey.” Smack. Smack. Two-Face doubled over as he orgasmed in pleasure a smile stretching from one green lipstick imprint to the other. “Oh, mama…” Ivy chuckled at the wet mess of a tent in Two-Face’s pants as she kissed the next man.
“Hey! My eyes are up here, Croc!” She teased as he stared down into Ivy’s partially opened shirt, lost in her deep cleavage. “Mwah! How ‘bout you take a longer look later tonight, Croccy?” She winked, flipping her sexy red mane as he ran off, his goal in life (which was to kiss Ivy) complete.
“Mwah!” Ivy smacked as she released from a long embrace with Edward Nygma, whose lips had turned a pure green. “I’ve been wanting that for a long time, Eddie”, she flirted as she blew him a pheromone-laced kiss.
“Grrr!” Harley growled as she snapped the chalk in frustration, all four walls filled with tallies. Thug after thug, the sexy panty-clad, large breasted, fine ass Ivy smooched every one of them with equal love and adoration until the line deteriorated, leaving one criminal left.
“Mmmm…” She moaned as she finished off the last man. Score: 382 (Ivy) : 1 (Harley)
SLAM! The sound of a shutting door alerted Ivy -- Batman. “Everyone back to your cells! On the double!”
“Yes, mistress!”
“Yes!”
“Of course, my goddess!” The remaining prisoners scrambled back to their cells as Batman walked through the hall, carrying the Joker, who was tied up.
“...Home again… hope mom and dad haven’t rented my room… heh..” Joker mumbled incoherently.
“Puddin’!” Harley cried, her body pressed up against the wall.
Ivy sat on the bed and acted as natural as possible.
“Hello, Batman. Miss me?” Batman ignored her as he observed the large amounts of markings on the wall
“Huh. These markings. Didn’t think you two had been in here that long.” He dropped the Joker in a nearby cell and walked away. Harley licked her lips hungrily as she eyed Batman’s backside, ready to jump out and kiss him.
“Now don’t get any ideas! Batman doesn’t count!” Ivy cried, a finger up in the air.
“But there’s one long-time resident I missed. Every man counts, right, Harl?” Ivy deviously shouted as Harley turned to see a pheromone induced Joker sprint over to Ivy, ready for one kiss.
“What?” Harley cried. “NOOO!”
“A bet’s a bet, girlfriend.” Ivy devilishly laughed in glee, striking a sexy pose, hand on the wall, the other enveloped in her hair, while her curves and hips were tilted suggestively.
“Bet’s off! Bet’s off!”
Ivy leaned towards Joker as he licked his lips in anticipation. She wrapped an arm around his neck.
“Make with the sweet stuff, Mr Happy.” She smiled slyly as Harley begged, cried, and ran around the hall, begging for Ivy to stop.
“No fair!” “Foul!” “Fix!” “Let him go, you cheatin’ cow!”
“WAAAAH!!” Harley burst into tears, crying.
The sultry Ivy licked her lips and pursed them as she slowly placed them on his lips when all of a sudden, the Joker whimpered
“Is that my dear Harley Quinn? My sweet little Pumpkin Pie… I’ve missed her so…” He said with a dumb smile. Ivy looked surprised as he kept talking
“Never realized how much her love meant to me…”
Harley looked over, her sobbing reduced.
“...All those long, lonely weeks on the outside… without her sunny smile… her gentle touch…” Ivy gave a frustrated look as she shoved the Joker towards Harley.
“Oh-Kay! You win.”
“Stop sniveling! Here’s your dumb ol’ dollar!” She handed Harley the dollar. Harley snatched it and carried the Joker into his cell.
“Thanks, Red!”
Ivy sighed as she leaned against her door. What to do now… she thought, foreseeing weeks of boredom now that Harley had her “puddin’”. She had to find something to do.
“Ivy…” Sonny moaned as he awkwardly shuffled back, his rock hard erection showing up in his pants impeding his ability to walk. Something to pass the time, Ivy thought as she seductively smiled at Sonny, who was walking towards her cell, the pink mist of pheromones still trailing after him. He whimpered, a dumb smile stretched across his face. Ivy smiled seductively, her green eyes narrowing.
“About that kiss I owe you...” She cooed sensually, unbuttoning the rest of her shirt. She took it off and revealed her amazing bust, which was covered in a pink bra which matched her lacy Victoria’s secret panties. Hands on her hips, she inquired "You like what you see? Would you like to come inside and take a closer look?"
“Like... want... need!" Sonny moaned, his eyes fixated on her enormous breasts, curves, thighs, and amazing ass, his erection was swelling and his pants staining with precum. Ivy stuck her tongue out of her green lips, like a snake coming out of its hole, leaned in and flicked her it across his face softly, moaning sensually. Ivy brushed a part of the trail of saliva and pollen on his face as she blew pheromones into his face. "You liked that? Huh?" Ivy crooned in a dulcet tone, rubbing her thigh against his inflamed crotch.
"Yes... more... k-k-kiss me.. please"
“I owe you plenty more than a kiss, love.” The panty clad Ivy moaned in bliss as she bit her lip, tucking her scarlet hair behind her ear with one hand, eying him with her deep piercing emerald eyes. “You’re a good little pet”, she cooed lovingly as she brushed a green thigh against his burning crotch, causing him to groan, “you deserve a reward.” She allowed Sonny to grope her large mounds and granny smith apple ass, both of which were soft and pleasant to touch. She played with her fiery hair as she giggled at his excitement. She removed his hands from her breasts and rump, prompting a sad groan from Sonny as she reached for his hard penis. She began to tug at the large tent forming in his pants as she seductively beckoned him into her room.
“Come, now, my wittle Sunny-bunny…” She said in a pouty tone, “Let’s go paint your whole body green.” Ivy simpered in a sultry tone, glossing her green lips as she closed and locked the door behind them.
“Yes mistress…” Sonny whimpered, both his voice and penis drooling profusely, his body shaking excitedly as he was pulled into paradise by his raging boner.