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"Oh ho ho ho!" A bright red grin was plastered onto the Joker's bleached white face. "Well is that Batman!? I think that's Batman! Oh my, are you excited?" The clown prince of crime kicked Zatanna's tied down figure.

"Fuck you." She spat, even as her head bobbed and mouth lulled through the chemical toxin she was induced to.

"Woah, right now? In front of him, no less? Do. You. Have. No. Shame!?" He chuckled to himself. "I am only joking of course! Have you seen the way you dress? Clearly you give no shits."

The magician ignored him and slumped her head against her chest.

"No laugh? Why am I not surprised, it seems as though Batman's grumpy personality is contagious." The Joker sighed and reached into his fitted purple jacket to remove a white cloth.

Batman stared at the man in silence for a lingering second and took a step forward. "You've crossed the line, Joker."

"Have I?" The Joker raised an eyebrow and dapped at his bleeding hand without interest. "Seems to me like I haven't done anything yet..." He paused and glanced down towards Zatanna then continued. "We are ignoring the woman of course."

Batman gave Zatanna a quick once-over and grimaced.

"You're not fooling anyone here. Regardless of what you have done, we both know what your goal is. And you won't succeed."

"I... Dunnoo..." One shrug later. "I mean, to me it seems like your whole team of super friends is all just one bunch of bumbling idiots. The fact that I was able to get up here so easily proves it!"

"Hmmm."

"Do you even know where Super Hunk is? What about Wonder Whore? Green Fucker?! Aqua Cuck? That blond bitch with the loud voice?"

"You're not even giving an attempt to say their proper names."

"Cause fuck them!" The Joker verbally exploded, a spray of spittle flowing through his breath. "They all think they're SOOOO high and mighty... It's about time someone brings them down to earth... LITERALLY! Right atop Gotham! Haha Hahahaha HAAAA!"

"You do realize we're not above Gotham. Sending this station down now would end up with everyone in the Atlantic Ocean."

"Ehh... Close enough.. Besides, the initial collision would leave quite the impact, don't you think? Huh?" Joker nudged Zatanna with his glossy shoe. "What do you think, beautiful?"

"I... I think we're fucked." Zatanna blinked in confusion at how she answered him on command.

"Euugh, what's up with that face? You look like you spent six years in college only to end up working a nine to five job at Olive Garden. Did you know they have a never-ending pasta bowl!?"

"Yea..." She mumbled. "It never ends..."

"It never ends." He agreed. "Anyway, that's just the obedience gas running through your veins. It'll make you extremely compliant. Check this out Bats." The Joker leaned into her ear. "Hold your breath until you kill yourself."

"Don't." Batman exclaimed on a triggering instinct.

"Bahahaha! Haha Hahahahaha!" The Joker was sent into a fit of laughter and raised his hands up defensively. "Calm down! Calm down, I lied! It's a truth serum! I can't make her do anything, but be honest. Though you should have seen that look on your face! Hahahaha! For a split second, it was genuine fear! You thought your friend was going to kill herself! Hahaha! Oh shit... That was funny..."

The Joker's hysterical laughing fit was topped off with tears pooling around his eyes. He used his gloved hand to clear out his eyes when, upon so, he noticed that Batman was a lot closer than he was from his previous position. Close enough to-

*Punch*

Batman's fist collided with The Jokers's chin, sending the clown staggering back in a dazed stagger. He tripped over Zatanna has he stumbled, which didn't serve to help him much as he had to double his efforts to stay afoot.

"W- Well geez!" He gripped his jaw and had to forcefully adjust it into place. "That was rude of you.. Something I would do really."

Batman slipped a Batarang out of his belt and sent it flying towards the Joker's arm before he could react. The Batarang's sleek metal form collided with the Joker's shirt sleeve, keeping part of him stuck against the wall.

The Caped Crusader rushed up to the Joker's face and pressed his hands against the clown's face. Pushing him heavily upon the wall.

"I'm not in the mood for your jokes."

"You never are!" The Joker spat back in Batman's face.

"Where are the bombs located?"

The Joker's eyes rolled. "Okay, I'll humor you. Give me a logical reason why I should tell you?"

"If you stop before you go too far, I can bring you back to Arkham."

"How is that enticing in any way? I said logical, LOGICAL! Do you not know what that means?"

"If you go through with your plan, the resulting punishment will be much worse than anything Arkham has."

"Blah Blah Blah..." The Joker moved his free hand to the fake flower perched on his jacket, only to have Batman slam his arm against the wall. "Fuck! Fine, even if I wanted to tell you, I couldn't! Hehahaha! I told Harley to just scatter them wherever. Don't give me that much credit, this whole thing wasn't planned too far ahead."

"Then where is she?"

"I don't know the answer to that one either!" He shrugged.

Zatanna's voice spoke up from behind Batman. "I gave him... I gave him the passcode to the security room... It's this..." Her tone was still stagnated as she struggled to speak. "This thing he hit me with... **** me to-"

"Tell the truth, were you not listening!? I sware I've said that four times by now..."

"I'll have Flash check. Even if she's not there, he can run through the camera footage."

The Joker chimed in. "Good luck with that, my E.M.P took down all cameras in the sub-levels."

Batman kept him held against the wall and ignored him, instead turning his attention to address Zatanna, "How are you holding up?"

"I believe I'm fine... Generally speaking..." She sighed, "But I can't use any spells. That freak broke my hands! Shifting my fingers even slightly hurts like hell..."

"There's no other way you can use magic?"

"If I had... If I had my wand, sure... Or even my Tophat. But... But I let that normal kid take them from me... Every time I was near him, I thought I could see through the earring's effects, but clearly, I was wrong. And now I'm regretting my previous tactics, cause he has all my shit!" Zatanna gritted her teeth. "I bet he doesn't even know my hat's bounded to him. And if he has access to that, he has an open gateway to everything I own."

"Seems like you shouldn't have given it to him." The Joker was kind enough to point out.

"Well, I didn't give it to him... He more just... Took it... You know what? Fuck you!" If she weren't tied down, Zatanna would have moved to punch him, without a doubt. Broken hands or no.

"The earring problem has been handled with."

Zatanna's face seemed to lighten up if only slightly at the sound of positive news.

"Really?! H- How? I mean... We can talk about it later."

"Oh no, I insist! Talk about it now, I'm in no hurry. What are these earrings that held your attention?"

Batman didn't respond, but when he heard the sound of Zatanna's voice, he flinched.

"They're magic earrings that can change rea-Mmmmmhm mmm mMMMMmh Mmhmm." Batman dashed away from the Joker and moved instantly to cover Zatanna's mouth, even as she continued to speak against her will. Her eyes shot out wide as she knew fully that this information shouldn't be told to the clown, but the chemicals still flowing through her didn't give her the option to keep her mouth shut.

"Oh, what are we? Highschoolers keeping all the juicy gossip a secret? You really don't want me to know what you're talking about, do you?" The Joker took a step forward while trying to pry out the Batarang that was keeping him stuck to the wall.

"It has nothing to do with you," Batman said, his hand still over Zatanna's mouth.

Pulling out the hand-thrown weapon, the Joker smiled to himself and opened his mouth to speak. Just as Batman threw another Batarang, which caught his other arm. Pinning him back to the wall.

"Goddamit! You know it's times like these when I question your ranking on my 'people I admire' leaderboard." The well-dressed criminal said as he began pulling at the newly thrown Batarang. "But moving back to the topic at hand. What's so essential that you must keep your dirty hands cover that poor woman's mouth. Step back! I'm pretty sure you're in her personal bubble."

"MmmMmhmmghhmm." Zatanna tried to speak.

"Let her speak. Apparently she has something to say!"

Zatanna's eyes furrowed, and she leaned her head away from Batman's palm. "I have many things to say to you, and none of them are pleasant."

"Fine fine," The Joker pulled out the second batarang but wasn't given the time to bask in the freedom of not being pinned to something because he was quickly reattached to the wall by a third batarang. "I was just wondering if the magical item you're on about has anything to do with the one I had sent up here to cause chaos. Heheh... I guess not."

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Batman paused, with his hand mid-throw, as he was about to send another sharp projectile towards the criminal.

The Joker smiled.

"Now the guy wants to talk!"

Raven blinked away tears. Mind you, not tears of grief, heartache, sorrow, or any other emotions she refrained from ever displaying, less the entire planet would be engulfed in a demonic wave of darkness... No, her tears were more forceful than anything. Her gag reflex was all but tired out at this point, and she wanted more than anything to spit out Starfire's pink filthy... Cum covered pantie.

Honestly, that was a thought she never believed would actually go through her head. Especially since she never... EVER had any interest in putting her friend's underwear anywhere close to her face, let alone inside of her mouth. On the list of her priorities and things to get done in life, it literally wasn't even on the scale of shit she didn't want to do.

Because it wasn't even a fucking possibility!

Of course, now, things are different. Apparently...

Now she met a guy who isn't doing anything wrong but is also enjoying this fucked up mess way too much. It's not like he's forcing her to do anything... Except that he's forcing her to do everything!

If that makes any sense.

She could stand up right now and knee him in the face. He's just an average dude, he'd be out for a week. She could spit out this sloppy wad of musk and send him to another dimension with a snap of her fingers. Then she'd never have to see him again.

But alas...

Doing that would cause her to become the bad one in this situation.

He's not doing anything wrong. He's just a regular guy, doing regular things to her, regardless if she likes those regular things or not.

Accept, there's something more to him...

The way he ran up to her group. He seemed normal, and he's acting normal! He's talking normally... Not doing any noticeable thing that screams, ''Hey, I'm a crazy, wacky, and zaneeyy guy!''

No, he just made out with her multiple times, then **** her to her knees. Slapped and rubbed his crotch against her face. Stole her friend's underwear, ejaculated into said underwear, then shoved it into her mouth and **** her to suck on it for fifteen minutes...

Nothing strange.

But even so, she has been sensing some aura around him... There is something off, something that peaked her interest while he got a handful of her breasts and groped her to his heart's content...

No person is this fucking basic.

She allowed him to do whatever the fuck he wanted to her, only because it was normal.

And then.. Why not?

But she was also keen to test her growing theory...

How can a person be such a forgettable normal sack of a human being? A week from now, the only part of this event she would be able to look back on without having to scratch through her memory banks, would be the fact that he was so ordinary.

"Okay! Okay!" The guy stepped back, his actually impressive member bounced as he moved. She found herself twisting her own nipples as her eyes tracked his penis' every movement.

Even still, with it's large... Gurth... He's still just a normal pervert.

Why though?

Something that large should make her feel a certain way, right? Aroused? In awe? Disgusted that a random person she never met before is showing her his prick? It took Beast Boy five years for her to allow him to see her in her underwear of all things. Yet, in less than an hour. This one dude skipped past all the work that goes into growing a relationship and jumped right to the sex part.

Yet he still managed to be a basic bitch throughout.

How?

That faint aura she continues to sense off of him must have some correlation. Honestly, that's the only part of him that isn't normal. And it seems to be resonating off his left ear, but other than a regular earing, there's nothing remarkable about the left side of his head.

Perhaps she's over-analyzing this shit, most of her wants to drop any and all concerns, but the small factor that she's the only one of her friends capable of sensing these mystical things is preventing her from doing so. If there is something afoot, it's more or less up to her to keep them safe.

"I want you two to kiss!"

The guy's words brought her attention away from her internal thoughts. Raven glanced up at him and decided to spit out Starfire's pantie. What's he gonna do? Put it back in her mouth? She wouldn't be worse off than she was if that's the case.

Raven open and closed her mouth, creating wet, sticky slopping sounds each time as she struggled to collect and swallow down the remains of Starfire's warm musky scent and the perverted guy's disgustingly gooey ejaculate.

After a drawn-out gulp, Raven blinked, took a deep breath of the lust-filled air surrounding the hallway, and responded.

"No. I have and never will have any interest in making out with her." She craned her head to address the alien. "No offense Star, I don't want to make Robin jealous."

"Oh I take none!" Starfire's usual friendliness shone through her beaming smile.

"Girl? Shieet, I don't mind making him jealous." The perverted teen grabbed Starfire by her purple top and yanked the tall heroine towards him. They were so close together, Starfire's breasts basically rested atop his head as her hight toward over his. Making his average build look short in comparison. "You're my bitch now, and I can do whatever the fuck I want to you!" His cock seemed to pulse with arousal, and Raven couldn't help but raise a brow as she took in its size. His member seemed to grow to an even bulkier size before her eyes. It's as his arousal levels and his dick size are moving up in tandem with each other.

What the fuck?

Is what she should have thought, but no, he's just normal... For some screwed up reason...

The guy slapped, groped, and twisted Starfire's large rack at least four times and moved behind her. He pressed himself up against her curvy figure and made a particular effort to have his erection slide between her ass cheeks from above Star's purple skirt. His dick slid up and against Starfire's bare back, his pre already staining her pure orange skin.

Starfire stood with confusion at what he was doing adamantly on her face. As he humped her, her body shifted slightly, with each forceful press. But she managed to stay mostly still with her form being generally stronger than his in every conceivable way.

Raven's frown stayed in place as she pondered what was happening before her. In most cases, she would intervene in an instant. Generally speaking, Starfire is a person in which someone can easily trick into doing almost anything they want. If one were to be very persuasive, word things properly, and act in a certain way, they could have Starfire on her knees, rubbing her face against their tighs as if she's their animal maid.

Raven has caught guys, on multiple occasions, with their hands deep in Starfire's chest. And she must continue to reprimand Starfire explaining that no matter what excuse or sad story, she hears her body isn't something she should make public domain. Basically, Starfire is pure-hearted in every way of the word; but in her efforts to make everyone happy, she is making herself open to being abused.

Which goes back to this...

With the way that pervert's grunting and using Starfire's ass as a makeshift cock sleeve... Well, Raven should teleport him out of the ship and let his brain explode out of his skull for having the gall to use someone so... So freaking kind.

Yet she can't do that.. Because he's not doing anything wrong, he's just normal!

Even as he grabbed Star roughly by the back of the head and **** her to lean forward. Raven didn't feel the urge to protect her friend from.. Anything. Because there was nothing to protect her from...

Even though there should be.

"Fuuuuckk!" The guy of the hour erupted again in a white spray of semen, his cum splattered all across Starfire's presented buttocks. As she bent forward, her peach-shaped rump pressed against the purple - now stained with cum - skirt that struggled to hide the ass behind it.

How could a normal guy recover from his previous ejaculation so fast? It shouldn't be possible... it shouldn't be normal... But it is!

Raven did nothing but watch as the pervert covered her friend's ass in his freshly splattered cum. Her lips pursed, and she raised a brow as she turned to face her. What bullshit is he going to try to get her to do this time?

"You liked my cum right?"

"No."

"You don't like cum?" He asked curiously, as he grabbed the hem of Starfire's skirt - Making an effort not to touch his own jizz - and peeked at the amazing level ass Starfire keeps hidden.

"Whether I do or don't, I'm not telling you."

"Fine, whatever." He pinched Starfire's backside and smiled to himself when he felt the fat of her juicy ass mold with his fingers. "Anyway, I want you to eat out her ass with my cum splattered all over her butt. What do yah say!?"

Raven stared at him for three seconds before giving him the satisfaction of an answer to his completely normal question.

"No."

"Hahaha! You say that.." His dick pulsed, and he turned to face her. "But let's see what you're doing in the next thirty seconds."

Zatanna gawked in disbelief, fitting, cause she didn't believe him. It's not like he's being involuntarily **** to tell the truth. "He's bullshitting us, no way he knows anything about..."

"Yeah no, of course! Of course, I know nothing about that little scuffle you had with an assassin... And obviously, I didn't hire her to steal some unknown mystical artifact, knowing full well that you would drop it off at the Watchtower because you were busy with your stupid little performance..."

"Why does he know so much about what happened" Zatanna whispered.

"Because he's not lying," Batman said, still staying close to the **** magician to prevent her from spilling any secrets that should remain such. "It's not a coincidence that both of these problems occurred around the same time, is it?"

"So now the detective's putting the puzzle pieces together! Hehehah, I would clap for you but.." The Joker motioned to his left arm that was stuck to the wall behind him. "I'm a bit handicapped at the moment."

"You planned all of this?" Zatanna asked.

Batman was quick to cut off her question. "No, he doesn't even realize what item he had Cheshire steal."

"Big brained bat's got it! Honestly, I just knew it would be powerful and effective at causing a distraction."

Zatanna bit her lip as she thought back on the events that transpired. Knowing that someone as demented as the Joker was pulling the strings... She doesn't know whether to be scared or impressed. Then a thought crossed her mind... With all the perverted and devious things Sam has done with the earrings... If the Joker chose to have used them himself... Would she have been able to stop him? If she couldn't beat a stupid kid at her own magical game, what chance would she have against a repugnant demented excuse for a human being with an ego as large as his smile?

"Why didn't you take them for yourself if you knew they had power?"

"Well I didn't know what they did... I- I just knew they did something. But even so, I don't crave power! All I could ever want is to watch the world around Batman fall, as he tries desperately to save it..." He chuckled to himself, "Gotta love how this turned into an interrogation, I should be the one asking the questions since I'm guaranteed an honest answer from one of yah! Maybe I should ask the tied up cutie what's Batman's secret identity is... What do you think she'd do? Would she betray your trust and oust you to your most feared enemy?!"

"I probably would," Zatanna responded honestly. "Wheather I'd want to or not doesn't matter apparently."

"Yeah well don't worry, I don't want to know who's behind the cowl... But you know what I am interested in?" The Joker leaned his head forward and lowered his voice. "What is so special about those magic shits that I'm not allowed to know about. This isn't fair if we're honest which each other. I mean, I answered your questions, so I at least deserve this."