No Laughing Matter

Batgirl staggers to her feet and walks through the door in a weakened stupor. She finds herself at the top of a flight of stairs that descend into darkness. Steeling herself, Batgirl walks cautiously down the steps. Her eyes slowly adjust to the darkness, allowing her to see shapes of pipes that line the walls. She follows the pipes which lead her to a room engulfed in dim red light. A familiar maniacal laugh echoes out from what seems like every direction, causing a terrifying chill to run down Batgirl's spine. A naked man with chalk white skin, green hair, and a demented red grin walks out of the shadows.

Batgirl looks upon the Clown Prince of Crime with wide eyes full of fear, "T-that's impossible. You're dead!" She backs away until she is up against the wall.

The Joker pats down his own body with a look of feigned confusion until he reaches his erect cock and gives it a nice squeeze, "I seem pretty lively to me, but I guess I am looking quite stiff Ahahahahaha!" He walks gleefully toward the young redhead, his dick in hand. Batgirl hurriedly looks for the exit but can't seem to find it. The Joker reaches her and pins her against the wall. With his clownish face inches from hers he whispers menacingly, "I'm going to penetrate you so furiously you'll never walk again." A wide unhinged smile forms across his face.

Batgirl tries to push him away but her previous encounters have drained her of energy. The Joker shoves his cock into Batgirl's pussy. She grunts and groans as the twisted clown pounds her against the wall. The Joker rips Batgirl's top revealing her bouncy tits and he wraps his bright red lips around one of her nipples. Batgirl hates how good his mouth feels on her sensitive tit. The Joker looks up at her, seeing the thinly veiled pleasure on her face, and grins. "Just imagine what our offspring will be like. With your determination and my good looks, they'll be unstoppable." He laughs madly as he continues his **** on her pussy.

This is Batgirl's worst nightmare and to make matters even worse she can feel an orgasm coming on. She tries to fight it but the constant plundering is too much. Her vision blurs as pleasure washes over her entire being and in a brief moment of blissful awareness Batgirl sees the Joker's face shift to that of a burlap mask before it quickly shifts back. She realizes that this is an illusion conjured by Scarecrow's fear toxin and decides to play along until she has regained enough energy to get the upper hand.