Reverse Ass Control

The trap was set. Harley Quinn had her goons loading up a second truck with boxes of soon to be stolen Diva Industry lube and toys. The first truck with the best loot was already on its way home, being escorted by the best of her muscle. Who was left moving the rest? Scrawnier femmes, henchwomen with sub-par aim, and some lovely eye candy for the voyeur clown to observe.

"Phew... geez Bratgirl. I know this is low level stuff, but I would have expected you to put in a little more hustle." a bored Harley complained.

The henchfemmes were getting close to the end of the truck before our harlequin oversee noticed a body in the back slump to the ground. "Finally, I was starting to worry you wouldn't show little Bats." Harley stood up and headed to the edge of the catwalk. "It's show time, and I've got a joker up my ass." she quipped while vaulting over the railing.

Batgirl was finally on the scene. She was having such a great session at the Squat Rack, that she did not even notice how long her glutes class with instructor Selina Kat had gone. It felt as if in the middle of the workout time skipped forward, and suddenly one hour was five. Her asshole was still sore, but that is what squats will do to a femme.

One clown inspired grunt after another was subdued. Only after the sixth goon was taken down and spanked for good measure did the cry of alarm go up. 'With the clap of my ass checks, I am surprised it took this long to alert the guards.' Batgirl thought. Barbara's time to be subtle was over. Out of the shadows she pounced forward. Throwing her legs high in the air and bring her ass to the face of the nearest henchfemme, she drove both hard into the ground. The enemy was down, but Batgirl bounced back to her feet like her giant ass was a pair of yoga balls.

She was now surrounded by four goons. Two charged her while two ran for weapons. Quick as lightning, Barbara threw a batarang towards the ass of one of the runners. It hit its mark, tearing through latex pants and lodging itself between her cheeks, before exploding with electricity, taking her down. From one ass to the next, Batgirl's focus turned towards the high spinning kick coming her way. With a swift duck, she gave her assailant with red cutout pants a smack on the ass, and a kick to the back, knocking the girl to the floor.

The next grunt was already upon her, giving her a bearhug from behind. A breath smelling of candy barked out over her shoulder, "I've got you now Batgirl!". This was punctuated with a grope of one of Barbara's large breasts. Getting her voluptuous tits manhandled, brought the heroine's cock to half-mast, but this was only a tinge of pleasure when compared to being handled by hands of unearthly strength before. The henchfemme's libido was not as in check. Batgirl, felt the strong long dick rising up between her thighs, and nestling between the bottom of her large and soft costumed ass cheeks. She spotted the tip curling up under her legs. The cowled heroine reached a hand down, giving the tip a firm caress. "Ooh that's good..." moaned the sweet breath, and the attacker's gripped loosen just enough. Batgirl was quick to use this, squatting out from between the arms, slipping the cock deeper between her checks in the process, and then powerfully throwing her ass backwards. Barbara's well trained yet impossibly soft ass slammed into the goons crotch, compressing and then expanding, to send the poor clown goon flying backwards, shattering her pelvis. Batgirl looked back to see this large femme in the skimpiest red and black thong and low rise shorts knocked out and cock out.

By this time, the goon in those tight red cutout pants was back on her feet and on her way. Batgirl spun her backside towards the attacker. She gave her ass quick twerk and shake, before dropping to the floor, and presenting it in a doggy-style pose. Memorized by the enormous jiggling ass, the woman never noticed the launcher propelled net that missed it's intend target, until it pinned her to the ground.

The final clown goon was anxiously trying to load the net gun a second time as Harley Quinn appeared beside her. "Give me that!" she scolded. The clown leader snatched the large weapon from her subordinate, before smacking her in the head with it, and tossing it back on her unconscientious body. "It's so hard to find good help these days. Even if you find someone who is a decent shot, they always have the smallest assets!," she brought pinched fingers to her eye, feigning a gesture to look though them before through her hand over her shoulder, "Therefore, not an assest to me." Harley joked.

'Easy plan. Make it hard, make her hard, and she'll take the bait.' was Harley's train of thought as she started to advance. From behind her back, the Clown Queen pulled her giant hammer, almost believably, out from her top of her ass crack and brought down an overhead slam right into the spot Batgirl just was. The little bat evaded to the side and threw an uppercut. Harley released her hammer, spinning to avoid the strike, and giving Barbara's cock a quick slap and jerk in the process. "I know you don't like guns, so you must be happy to see me." The clown mocked the increasing erect heroine. Her own femme cock was beginning to come alive too under her black and red latex pants, but she didn't planned on using it soon. Batgirl only bit the side of her lip. She threw a combination of punches toward the ponytailed head, right, left, hook. But Harley dodged like a butterfly, slipping under the hook and around Batgirl to deliver a stinging smack to her big booty.

Stumbling from the strike, Barbara steady herself. The way Harley moved, graceful and quick, made her boobs and ass sway and wobble in a way irresistible to Batgirl's eye and her femme cock. Not to mention her the outfits drawing attention to her shapely body, plus Barb's turn on for a competent fighter. The heroine gave her now fully erect cock one rub to appease her slut brain, then steeled herself to continue the fight.

Batgirl turned to face her opponent once more, lustily scanning the combatant. Harley struck a pose for her admirer turning her back and showing off her ass. "You may want to check your own booty Brat-girl before you check out my sweet peach." Harley Quinn said over her shoulder, giving her checks a light smack. Batgirl's head snapped towards her massive behind, where she saw a clown-headed sticky grenade. The perfectly timed explosion knocked Barbara forwards off her feet and filled the air with pink smoke. The smoke filled her lungs, choking the fallen heroine. 'Lust gas'.

Barbara closed her mouth and pinched her nose, but it was too late. Chemical induced slut brain started to overtake the bat's normally trained and heighten cognitive abilities. Harley was happily inhaling the gas and laughing. Skipping over the clown dropped herself on Batgirl's back and began kneading her ass with both hands. The pain and pleasure mixed together in Barbara brain. Harley Quinn continued to pound and pull the huge heroine booty cheeks. She pulled them apart and plunged her head deep between the latex orbs allowing the soft pillows of ass flesh to close around her, taking deep whiffs.

Lust and horny strength filled Batgirl. Lust that could only be fulfilled by hands full of ass. She clenched her booty to trap the clown's head and rolled them to get herself on top. She sat up on Harley's face before crouching to release her booty prisoner. "Hey! I was enjoying solitary confinement, put me back in, ooh!" Before Harley Quinn could finish her joke, Barbara hit a back hand spring landing her tits on Harley's crotch. She slid down, tearing a hole in the red and black pants before as her hands slid around and under the ass she so desperately needed to hold. Harley's femme cock sprung out of her pant like a jack-in-the-box, tall and thick. Just as quickly as it sprung up, Barbara's mouth was around it licking and sucking. Her hands, under the clown's rear, were grabbing deep handfuls of ass fat. Batgirl used one arm to pull her mouth up and down the circus freak's tent pole, and then slipped the other one out to smack the side of the checked ass. The sound of flesh striking flesh music to both of their ears. "Aaah, Bats you're..... ooh gawd." Harley could barely think, let alone speak as the tongue of a highly trained expert in all martial and sexual arts pleasured her. After some time, Barbara's mouth came off of Harley's cock, only to immediately dive towards the now exposed pussy of her supposed enemy. This second attack of licks, smacks and squeezes was driving both the attacker and victim crazy with arousal.

The clown was cumming when Batgirl initiated her final takedown. Barbara pulled herself away, and flipped the non-resistant villain onto her stomach. She continued, dragging Harley's hips into a doggy-style position and tearing the already ripped pants wide enough to expose the oh so vulnerable asshole. Her cock was throbbing, begging for release when Batgirl slipped it out of her costume. Once taken down, detaining a criminal and bringing them to the police station with a cock in their ass was both effective and pleasurable. "After I cum in you Harley, you're coming with me." Batgirl announce triumphantly, forcing her precum and sweat slicked femme cock into the Clown Queen's hole; exactly what Harley was planning on.

Once Barbara's femme cock was full inserted and expanded, locked into the the asshole of the vile villainess, her mind went blank. Harley on the other hand, instead of a state of pure slut-brain, snapped into reality. She felt her innate ability grab hold of the cock inside her, and her ass invade the mind of the intruder. "Ooh, you feel so good Brat-girl," she taunted, rising from her doggy pose into kneeling position. Due to their height difference, she felt Barbara's massive volleyball tits squish against the top and back of her shoulders. "and you'll be coming and cuming with me tonight." Harley monologued to her mindless puppet. "Lift me up." she ordered. Batgirl did ask commanded, rising to stand with her clown master riding her joy stick: femme cocks are strong enough to hold whoever is on them. Harley Quinn snuggled herself in closer to her soft fleshy ride, bring the little Bat's huge breasts over her shoulders and around her head. Harley forced her ass controlled captive to take a few steps, testing her ability to pilot the heroine's body like her own personal mecha. "Testing, teasing, taking my favorite clown on a joyride.", the sounds came out of Batgirl mouth, but the words from her master's mind. Harley's plan worked, she had full control of Batgirl, and as the she was the one with a cock up her ass, she was virtually invisible to the world.

"A successful heist, wouldn't you say Batgirl?" Harley joked and had her meat puppet response, "Any mission where I get to ass fuck my favorite clown is a success." Barbara's hands came around and started to grope and fondle Harley's perky tits. "You'll heard no complaints from me," the clown concluded her conversation with herself. "Your body is amazing little Bats," Harley gave one of her boob pillows a gentle bite and suck, "and I will be getting my pleasure from you, but you're just a stepping stone. With your body under my command, I will have access to anybody, from one sexy police commission, to any of the superfemme babes in that league of sluts. The fun has just begun for this clown." Batgirl's hands moved to squish her own tit's together, smothering her masters head between those giant fleshbags. Then gave one, two, three twerks of her oversized ass, before cackling manically and skipping out of the warehouse into the night.