The pale moon light over the green house...

Stepping out of the green house and tucking her platinum blond hair back into her jester’s cowl. Harley smiled back at the blushing ivy who adjusted her one-piece on their way out. “Hurry up Pam, knowing our Brucie boy he’s probably rubbin elbows with a bunch of street hussies swilling champagne and dancing to Smoove jazz… Or whatever rich people do on a Friday night.” Chirped Harley, winking back at the red-haired beauty while bumping her elbow against hers. “Absolutely criminal!” Sneered Poison Ivy, tossing her hair at the idea that Bruce Wayne would be with another woman after her. “Perhaps we need to show him that WE are the better choice, right Harley?”

Looking up, Pamela found her friend just standing out in the open looking up at the sky, her eyes transfixed on a collection of clouds obscuring the moon high above. “Harley?” Moving up to stand beside the woman, Pam found Harley almost hypnotised, completely ignoring Pamela’s hand waving over her eyes and face. “Harley?”

When the clouds slowly blew away to expose the full moon up high, Harley Quinn smiled slightly, her eyes lighting up when the moon became fully exposed. “Pretty…” To Pamela’s surprise, Harley’s eyes began to change, going from sky blue… To an almost glowing yellow. Suddenly Harley looked uncomfortable, shaking nervously and breathing hard. Falling to her knees and clutching her sides, Harley moaned as if in pain, lurching forward until she was on her hands and knees. “Harley, what’s wrong?” Placing her hand on the woman’s back, Pamela pulled her hand way when she felt her friend’s skin feel feverishly hot. At first, she believed that her toxic touch had finally kicked in, delayed in its reaction. That is until she witnessed her friend’s cloth get tighter. The back of Harley’s costume split open, making way for back muscles that throbbed larger. Stepping back, Poison Ivy watched on as her friend slowly grew bigger and stronger. Slowly getting back to her feet, Harley winced when her legging burst open to free her lengthening ankles and her boots practically exploded when her clawed feet tore free of the fabric. Standing on padded and clawed toes, Harley moans grew deeper, almost becoming a growl when she pulled at the cowl of her jester’s hat. Ripping the thing off her face and head, Harley’s hair fell free, growing longer until it draped over her broadening shoulders and down her back almost like a lion’s mane. By now the woman was over 7 feet tall and yet still grew, still changed before Poison Ivy’s eyes.

With a low growl, Harley looked down at her hands, her fingers sprouting black claws while alabaster fur spread up her forearm. Snarling out, Harley gripped at what was left of her costume, her growing chest looking constricted by the fabric until she grabbed handfuls of it and tore the thing clean off her body. Thrusting out her chest, Harley’s breasts grew larger, fuller looking, easily passing C cup and entering a size more akin to DDs. But it didn’t stop there. Scratching down her chest, Harley began sprouting NEW breasts, two new pairs budding under the previous swelled and grew, until all six of her breasts reached G cup in size and stood full and proud from her furry chest. Now fully covered in white fur, Harley groaned after a long furry tail out from behind her, her feet shifting to make sense of her new 8-foot-tall mass while her clawed hands clutched at her inhuman face. Already sporting sharp teeth and her ears growing into points, Harley growled again when her face pushed forward, her nose turning black when her growls turned into a howl, rearing up her lupine muzzle to howl at the full moon above her.

Staggering back in shock, Poison Ivy looked up at the massive she-wolf breathing hard and finally rearing down to look back at her with sharp yellow eyes, her toothy smile more akin to a hyena than anything else.

“Harley? Are you… Are you still in there?”

Falling to all fours, the giant she-wolf padded towards her friend and circled her, the creature’s smile never leaving its chops. “WOW Red…” Chuckled the large wolf, still circling her friend and sniffing the air. “You smell GOOD!” Finally pouncing on the woman, Harley laughed pinning Pamela to the ground, the bulk of her many breasts pinning the woman down as she struggled against her grip. “Please Harley, don’t hurt me!”

“Hurtcha? Why’d I do that?” Huffed the massive she-wolf, resting her head in one of her clawed hands while her other twirled a strand of her red tipped white hair. “I’m still up for a wild night with our Brucey boy, aren’t you?”

Blinking back at the wolf woman looking down at her, Poison Ivy, didn’t know what to do, or say for that matter. Despite the transformation, Harley Quinn was still there, albeit a bit less… human, the look in the wolf’s eyes still unsettled the woman. “B-but Harley, don’t you think you’d be a little… Uhm… Big for him?” The plant woman tried to say, nervous of saying the wrong thing while under the sharp scrutiny of the wolf draped over her. Harley’s response was a strange far off look in her eyes and a deeper smile that finally made the She-Wolf roll over onto her back next to Pamela, squirming and padding her clawed hands over the sides of her snout. “Oh, you’d be WRONG there Red, he’s even BETTER on nights like these.”

Poison Ivy didn’t understand what her friend was saying, picking herself up and stepping a few steps away from her friend before Harley sat up and gave Poison Ivy a strange look. “If anything, HE’S kinda too big for YOU Red.” Padding up to Poison Ivy on all fours again, the smiling She-Wolf giving her friend another circling before standing to her full height, scratching her chin in thought. “I think I can fix that little problem…”

“How…?”

Caught off guard and too slow to react, Ivy screamed when Harley snapped forward and bite Pamela on the shoulder, her fangs piercing skin and letting green tinted blood to seep out of the wound. Staggering back and cradling her wound, Ivy was finally aware of the danger she was in and how futile the situation was, Harley was fast, too fast to respond to. Even her plants didn’t move fast enough to react to Ivy’s pain when the She-Wolf leapt out of the way with a hyena’s cackle. “Oh, come ON Red, I did you a favour! Just look up if you don’t believe me.”

Dragging herself back and whimpering for her life, Ivy looked up as Harley said and suddenly went stiff. The light of the full moon filled her entire view, mesmerizing the woman enough that she didn’t even notice her shoulder wound healing under her fingers. Then it happened. Her heart began to boom in her chest, a cold sweat flushed through her and an aching pain like having run a marathon shot through her entire body.

“THERE we go! You’re gonna love this Red.”

Groaning and collapsing to her hands and feet, Ivy felt her muscles throb and grow, her moss-covered costume becoming tighter and tighter. Looking down at her delicate hand, Ivy gasped when she witnessed her fingers sprout sharp black claws and red fur spread up her arm and up her shoulder. Her ankles grew longer, her toes splaying out and bulking into heavy paws that dug into the earth under her to find purchase when she picked herself heavily off the ground. Standing to her still increasing height of 7 feet, Ivy clawed at her unitard, ripping it open to free her growing G cup breasts. The opened space stretching wider to make room for another pair of breasts blooming under her original pair, then another under those. Finally freeing herself of the only set of cloths on her, the red furred woman moaned out loud, her long red flowing hair reaching down her back and reaching her new long fluffy tail. “So hot… So ALIVE! I feel… I feel…” Clutching at the sides of her face, Ivy groaned when her ears grew to points and her fanged teeth could no longer be contained in human jaws. Her skull changed, taking on a vulpine shape until her transformation slowed to completion and the new red furred she-wolf howled up into the night’s sky.

Clapping and whistling at her friend, Harley’s smile only grew wider when Ivy looked around with sharp yellow eyes, the ecstatic smile on the she-wolf’s snout was infectious to say the least. “How’s it feel Red, liking the new duds?”

“HARLEY!” Smirked Poison Ivy, sniffing the air, her claws brandished excitedly. “What IS that?” Ivy’s senses had increased 20 fold, she could see everything, smell everything, even her altered plant nature gave her a connection to the plant life around her that was overwhelming, filling her to the point of making her almost inebriated.

Sniffing the air herself, Harley’s eyes turned sharp, licking her fanged chops at the scent. “Smells like a fun time to me Red, smells like… sniff, sniff… A group of dumb teenagers on a campin trip outside the Asylum.” Moving to press against Harley’s shoulder and nuzzle under her neck, Ivy sniffed the air and shared the same expression on her fanged lips. “Oooh, I CAN smell them… What are they doing at the Asylum grounds? Didn’t think it was Halloween already?”

“Oh, I don’t know… I certainly feel like doing some tricking and treating tonight!” rushing towards the source of the scent, the pair of she-wolves ran on all fours through the trees and bushes towards the dark woods outside the smell of burning wood and music from a cheap radio hundreds of feet away, their pointed ears could pick up the drunken laughter and music easily.

*

A group of five teenagers from the outskirts of Gotham city laughed around a poorly make camp fire in the woods, like many who would come out here, it was a dare to see if they could camp out into the wilderness so close to the Arkham Asylum. It’s gargoyle incrusted towers could be seen off in the distance, making a haunting visage with the glow of a full moon in the night’s sky. “Hey Man, pass me another beer will ya?” Chuckled one o the kids, his friend passing him one just when the thing sprayed foam into the young man’s face when he tried to open it, the rest of them laughing out loud from the act. “Fuck you man, we only got like 3 left.”

“Well I’m not heading back for more, that’s the whole point of sticking it out this late out here.”

“What’s the matter pal? Chicken?” Slurred one of the teenagers, waving his arms like a bird while the others laughed.

“OOH YOU BOYS HAVE CHICKEN?!” The group of young men stopped laughing when they heard the deep feminine voice all around them. “I’D SURE LIKE A BITE OF THAT!” Still confused and now a little worried, the five young men stood up looking around warily. They weren’t prepared to find anyone else out here, they only came out for a dare. They especially were not prepared for something stark white and as big as a small car to leap out of the brush and clamp its jaws over one of them, digging long razor-sharp fangs into the shoulder of one of the young men, while another with blood red fur appeared from the opposite side and did the same into the leg of another. No one was laughing anymore. Screaming and going into a panic, the other three tried to escape when vines erupted from the Earth and tangled around their legs.

“The FLAVOUR!” Hissed Ivy, rearing up after mangling the young man’s leg like a chew toy before letting him go, the teenager whimpering as he dragged himself away from the she-wolf. “I must have MORE!” Turning her attention to the three struggling against her vines, Ivy and Harley shared a look before lunging at the trio. Razor sharp teeth sunk deep into arms and legs, but the intent was not to feast, Harley had other ideas. Pulling Ivy away from her latest victim, the red furred she-wolf growled at her friend. “WHAT? Why can’t I just eat them?!”

“Cuz your gonna LOVE this next part Red, trust me!” Winking back at her partner in crime, the two watched as the wounded campers struggled until one by one they all looked up at the night’s sky. Smirking back at the results, Ivy watched on as the five young men went into convulsions, just before fur began to spread over their bodies.

“Whaddaya say Red? Wanna have some fun before heading to town?”

Watching one of the young men tear off his pants as he nearly doubled in size and sprouted a tail, his erection throbbing hard as the rest of him changed.

Licking her lips, Ivy pressed close to Harley with a smile. “Oh yes, I do believe I am in the mood for fun.”