And now here is a giantess story out of no where!

(Just a gts commissioned story that I wrote and was given permission to share! Also not in 2nd but 3rd person sorry!)

Hungover. If you had to ask John Constantine the stupid question of “How are you?”, that would be the answer from the world’s favorite magical asshole. Stumbling into the kitchen he put his mouth underneath the sink and drank the pouring water. He gasped for air and leaned back against the counter. He reached into his jacket pocket for a cigarette, and only pulled out one split in half, “Sodding hell...” he mumbled to himself, trying to recall what the blazes happened last night. His mind, getting past his thumping headache, pieced together last night.

“Aight so I met Zatanna at that bar. Jeez probably already had a few there before I met up. We drank there for a bit, then we... Oh bloody hell what DID we do after that? Magic, I distinctly remember using magic last night, god damn it what did we do with it though. Bloody Boston Brand was there for a bit too, or maybe not...Bullocks, now.... Oh wait, we went into my stash of artifacts last night, why did I fucking do that!”

Constantine took another chug of water, then hastily went to where he stored his magic “stuff”. He ruffled through the pile, he didn’t keep a well kept catalogue of what was what but he had a general idea that everything was where it shoul- “Wait where is the Cheifs staff? Fuck off where is it!?” Constantine threw objects around the room but alas, nothing. “Where the hell could it have gone?”

“Guess what got Mr. J... I was a little naughty girl last night and gots me this when I was out!” Harley barged into the abandoned warehouse announcing this while twirling around an old staff. “Mr. J?” She called out in the office in the building. She entered inside, and twirled the chair. A corpse with a giant grin on was sitting where she thought the Joker was in, a note on the corpses head.

It read «Ahem dear Harley,

I went out to get some eggs...and then immediately to break them on the mayor’s face. Of course there might be other things involved, including face-melting acid, it is all going to the political statement of politicians having egg on its face. Toodleloo! Hehehehehehaha!

Sincerly yours, The Joker.»

Harley pouted, she wanted to show Mr. J her new toy, but he went off to make plans by himself. “How could Mr. J do this,” She said allowed, her high pitch voice echoing throughout the warehouse, “If the Batman gets him again, he may never no what I did for him. Maybes I can use staff to back him up?” Harley skipped out of the warehouse, and got on her motorbike, speeding off into the heart of Gotham.

Zooming past the cars and driving on the side walk, Harley aimed her bike and ambitions to the town hall, when something slightly inconvenient happened to her. Harley’s bike slammed to a shut down, and the clown princess flew from her bike, rolling violently on the ground, right into a building. Upside down, her skirt fell over her face, and she tried blowing it away from her face.

“Hey look it is the Clown’s girl, Harley!” Two henchmen came over to the body of the girl, “Hey you know this is the first time I have gotten so close to her, pretty lookin’ thing ain’t she.” The henchmen got closer before a gruff Spanish accent Harley knew all too well, made them stop dead in their tracks, “Get off the girl, nobody touches her!” Harley, did a flip to get up, then used the staff to quickly knock the two men ****.

Harley saw the source of the voice was of course Bane. “Ah señorita, and why do you curse me with your presence, please don’t tell me that you are trying to foil or get in on this bank robbery.” Bane was rapidly approaching, and Harley knew he was not here to talk pleasantly.

Harley dove out of the way, barely dodging the huge hands of the villain, as he made a huge hole in the brick building. Harley was in trouble, she landed in the worst situation she could imagine that wasn’t batman related. Bane punched again, with Harley backflipping away to safety. Harley realized it was fight or flight right now, so she thought of using the staff, that was in hand.

Bane held his massive arms over his head and brought them down, shattering the ground, but no bloody mess of the girl. “Chica, I must compliment you, I had no idea you were so agile, you dodge yet you stay and fight, but this fight is over!” Bane reached forward and grabbed Harley with ease.
Harley fought against the crushing **** against her head, but failed to free herself from “Staffy, give me power!” The staff glowed white, and flashed Bane in the eye, making him cover them in protection, but he was no longer holding Harley.

Bane looked up, way up, to see that it was his hand being held, the hand of someone very tall, very very tall. Harley looked down to see a panicking Bane concerned by the fact hat she was 20 feet tall and very strong apparently as she was crushing his arm.

“Oh ho ho!! Looks like the end of a need end for that exchange. Bane was looked computable, the the evil woman swing him by his shirt pocked. Bane kept cool in the usual faction “You think because you have a few feet on me? The strength comes within!” Bane gave a quick punch to her giant knuckle and she dropped him.

“I am not sure how you did this to you Joker’s woman, but hell will come for you!” Bane, now on the ground, went forward and punched her in the back of the knee bringing her to her knees. “You see woman, you have merely just become tall. But I? I have was born large and strong , I know your weakness I know-”

Flash Harley waved to the staff again and yet again doubled in height, and quickly stepped on Bane until he was underneath just like some used gum. “Hahaha, good luck reconning Gotham now stupid!

Harley realized that she had just stepped into the big leagues of villainy, but like usual, acted very immature. She skipped to a place she always wanted be giant at, the Gotham Art Museum. The art museum of Gotham was ridiculed for its dimensions, but it was perfectly designed if some one was 150 feet tall and wanted to sit down. Harley waved it around till the flash showed him at a size of 160 feet tall. She was loving this magic!

Sitting down and crushing several priceless statues and painting, Harley crossed her legs and leaned back, owning a city was a great feeling! Harley wondered where her puddin’ was, but she thought about it more, “Joker should be lovin’ me! Why do I submit to him? I am clearly now the powerful one in this part, Yeah, Harley and her sidekick the Joker sounds great.” Finishing her thinking, she spined the staff in her hand. “Yeah, I am the master of Gotham now!”

Nightwing was driving to the attack on the art museum, he didn’t know what was happening but, he knew there was trouble going on there. He skidded his bike to an adjacent building and quickly scaled the outside of the building with amazing skill. When he looked over the building to scope out the museum, he was instead met with an amazing/horrifying sight.

Harley was scooping people into her hand and chowing down, “I need my protein hahaha!” Harley kicked her feet around in joy, grabbing another handful of people which had pooled between her legs. Her foot crushed a convenience store, and Harley’s laughing got shriller and louder. She then made a fist, smashed it down right on a pile of humans that she had gathered. Her fist was now just covered in red, and Harley licked it clean.

Clearly Harley had gone too far this time, and Nightwing clearly needed to put a stop to this right away. “Now if I can just be stealthy, I can use her size against her and-”

Harley’s hand snatched the hero on the top of the building and brought him close to her eye, curious at who in the Bat family had been brought to stop her. “Ohohohohoho! Nightbrat! Now I can have some reaaaal fun!”
Nightwing struggled and tried to free himself, but Harley was holding his costume too hard, and he was stuck. Harley swung him around and round, loving how much power she had over the Batman protegé. She couldn’t just do anything with him, it had to be special. Playing with and comparing him to her toes would be fun, so would pressing him against her nipple, making it harder and harder, feeling him squirm and fight against a nipple nearly as large as him. But this wasn’t good enough. No she needed something more creative.

She threw him up and down in her palm and chuckled, finally realizing his fate. She grabbed the paste made of humans she had made earlier and covered him in it, making him sticky and soaked with it. She then opened wide and stuck the former Boy Wonder to the roof of her mouth. Nightwing screamed as now he was doomed to being teased and tortured by the long, slimy tongue of Harley Quinn. He was stuck and he was going to have to deal with it for a long time!

Harley laughed manically as she rubbed her butt back and ****, rubbing the museum into oblivion. She felt the man in her mouth try to struggle free, and failing, surely this was the end of Nightwing. Suddenly, the dark knight strikes!

Firing two missiles, the Batplane flew past the giantess and made direct hits, making Harley flinch in pain, and turned around trying to swat the pesky plane. Batman was making damned sure he didn’t get too close to her long arms. “Batman to Batgirl, tell me your position?” Batgirl was placing bombs on nearby bridge, where they were planning to lead Harley to trap her, “Yeah Bruce, I’ve got ten of twelve done, Harley is done for!” Batman nodded approvingly, “Good, I’ll start leading her away from the civilians and the museum.”

The Batplane flew past to make another round, firing off the rockets, he then pulled the plane high up to avoid her swats. Harley felt like something was up, and was getting tired of this. Batman looked down on her from the plane and was well clear of her reach, he sighed in relief, but then saw a bright light and suddenly realized that she was all of a sudden was much closer! Batman turned the jet to full speed and aimed it for the sky, rocketing towards it. Harley simply smirked and used the staff again, growing from 320 feet to 640 feet instantly. Now taller then the planes altitude, she smacked it down quickly, and caught it easily in her other hand. Holding the toy sized plane in her hand, she knew exactly what to do with the Batplane.

Undoing her oversized belt, she dropped her rubber slacks, their enormous size covering a whole apartment building. Harley now in her tank top and a black thong, peeled that same piece of black clothing to expose her glistening cunt, hungry for a Batdildo. Batman’s jaw dropped, “OH MY GOD!”

Miss Quinn plunged the phallic plane right inside her, causing her to drop to her knees in pleasure, creating quakes across the city. Batman could see every little detail inside of Harley, and he could hear the groans of his plane, being crushed by her vaginal muscles and melt due to the heat. He had the think fast or he would drown. He quickly flicked some switches and decided to fire the forward mounted cannons. Harley gave deep shiver, whatever Batbrains was doing down there, it felt gooooood. She slipped her finger beneath her top, and teased her long nipple, stroking it up and down. She shoved the Bat further into her, as deep as possible.

****, Batman hit a couple more switches, and hit the large red button, causing the plane to turn and twist, and reverse rockets to fire back, making the Batplane fly backwards and out. Batman had escaped his fate, and rocketed away, turning the rockets to full. The bottomless Harley, realized he had escaped and gave chase.
“Batgirl now!” Batman barked through the intercom. Batgirl in a nearby bush confusingly heard this command and responded, “Are you sure? She is much bigger!” She didn’t hear anything back, so she knew it wasn’t up for debate. She saw the Batplane shoot by then the giantess Harley Quinn, so she pushed on the detonator. Harley was half way across the bridge, when it gave out completely making her fall right on her ass covered in debris.

Batgirl jumped right into action, using a bazooka, she shot a gooey glue substance on each hand and foot, trapping Harley to the debris. Harley struggled and wiggled her hips and shoulders, to no avail. There was no chance for her to escape. Batgirl landed on Harley’s chin, “Nice try, clown girl, but when you shrink back down, you are going to Arkham!” Harley just smiled, “Ohs no I guess this is the my last day in the sunlight! I will always remember the twilight sky in Gotham, a romantic nights... NOT!” Harley flipped her head, causing Batgirl to tumble forward, Harley popped open her mouth and swallowed her whole. “NOOOOOOOO-!” Harley closed her mouth, and felt the girl slowly go down her throat. Harley wondered if Nightwing was still stuck.

Batman had only just realized that he had underestimated this new threat to Gotham and he would need more help than usual, like Superman or Green Lantern, or even Green Arrow. But there was no chance that he could succeed by himself, so he piloted his plane back to Wayne manor to get to the Batcomputer.

Harley was still stuck, but that was soon to change. For beneath her nail, she had the cane stuck beneath it, and she could use it as much as she wanted. Within one flash, she had broken free and was 1280 feet tall. Batman saw this behind him and knew he had zoom away before she chased him. Harley wasn’t feeling like giving chase though.

Harley decided to use the cane as much and as fast as possible. Flashing again, the cane grew Harley to 2560 feet tall. Harley was enjoying hower her bare ass, just knocked down a whole neighbour instantly. 5120 feet tall Harley’s hand just squished the football stadium beneath her palm. At 10 240 feet tall her nipples passed a hundred feet tall. Now 20 480 feet, her big toe knocked over the tallest building in Gotham. Another flash 40 960 feet tall her head passed the clouds, which she pushed away quickly to get a better view. Then she was 81 920, her legs officially longer then Mount Everest. Flashing again, she was 163 840 feet tall, and used her mile long tongue to lick up half of Gotham. Now at 327 680 feet-

Batman was extremely concerned he wasn’t going to make it. Every 5 seconds, a flash would double Harley’s height, and her flesh was rapidly closing the ground between his jet and her. The jet was nearing the speed of sound, yet he could see the toe getting closer and closer and-

At a 1 310 720 feet tall, Harley didn’t notice but her little toenail had hit the Batplane, making it crash to the ground violently. Batman managed to eject, but he had no idea what to do next, the sky was covered by simply one toe. It was huge. Batman knew too it wouldn’t be too long until it was too late.

Goddess Harley was as big as a country now at 5 242 880 feet, she didn’t know it but she had completely crushed Batman, and most of the East coast for that matter. Harley stopped using the cane to survey the world, seeing now what Superman saw everyday, and what she saw was her kingdom, with herself as the queen. However there was one last detail she needed to take care of.

Robin was at his apartment trying to organize a resistance, communicating with all the heroes he could muster. Her tyranny could never be allowed, he knew this to be a fact. Suddenly though, the room went black as the sun was blacked out. Robin scaled to the roof of his building and saw a horrifying sight. Two flesh colored mountains were descending from the heavens, they made impact into the city, creating an earthquake that **** Robin to the floor, and brought many buildings to the ground. The two fingers of the goddess then began to scoop the thousands of buildings in her fingernails, Robin’s apartment being one of them. Robin managed to protect himself from the chaos and destruction, as he saw what was truly happening.

Harley looked between her finger nails, “Isn’t this where the boy blunder lives?” Harley shrugged and looked real close, but she couldn’t make heads or tails of the specs were. “Ohs well, the doctor did say I need more cities in my diet.” Harley sprinkled the destroyed city on her tongue and swallowed. She then laid down to make earth-angels as they were probably fun to make.

John Constantine could see this all take place from England and was drinking a spot of tea in amazement. Zatanna appeared in the windowed room and walked over to the sitting, smoking English man. “May I ask what that is, Constantine? What the hell!”

John inhaled deep, “A giantess...”

Zatanna sat beside him at the table, “We both know you can stop it at any time, right? So what happened?”

John exhaled, then gave a perverted smile, “Giantesses are bloody awesome, that’s why...”