Apprehending a Villainess
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... Street. Approach with caution,
suspect is highly dangerous, possibly armed.
Officer Brown threw his squad car around a corner and
sped a few blocks down the commercial district. On the other side of the
interaction, he caught a glimpse of the bright red and black-checked bodysuit
of the suspect.
"Roger, dispatch. I've got Harley Quinn in sight.
Moving to arrest."
Brown ran the red light and slammed on the brakes as
he passed Harley and jumped out of the car, while his radio went crazy.
Harley stopped to look with all the genuine curiosity
of a young girl out for a stroll. She wore her classic jester suit, the latex
so tight on her body that she might as well have been painted... And it was not
for nothing, as her famously athletic, yet nicely curved shape caused the cars
on the other side of the road to slow simply to watch her saunter by. She had a
shopping bag in her hand, but no visible weapon - and nothing comically
oversized could be hiding in that bag.
And now, perhaps to watch the police car and the
officer who took up position by the driver's window and aimed his gun over the
car. "Freeze!"
Harley looked like a question-mark. She looked at
Brown with her big, blue eyes and fluttered her lashes. "I'm sorry, mister
officer. Is that supposed to be a punch line?" She giggled and swung her
shopping back around. "I mean, any other day, I'd be happy to punch you
for it. But I'm in a good mood today, and I want to give you a present!"
Brown kept his gun trained at the supervillainess and
slowly moved around his car. "Sure, whatever you say, miss Quinn. As long
as you stay calm, nobody is going to get hurt." He reached for his belt
and withdrew a pair of handcuffs. "Here, I got something for you
too."
Harley gave him a bright smile, but she was not even
close to 'freezing'. In fact, she reached into her bag and withdrew a small
piece of candy. "Hey, I can't promise that nobody gets hurt, I was just trying to be all generous-like,"
she giggled and calmly removed the wrapper. "You're gonna need another set
of cuffs if you want to be chained up to me, though!" Harley grinned
toothily and popped the red-colored candy into her mouth. "A much bigger set, officer. Ooh, it's
cherry."
Brown furrowed his brow. "No kidding around,
miss. Put that bag down and put on these cuffs." He threw the cuffs at her
feet.
Harley gave them a wry look. "Really?" She
bent, giving an amazing view of her exquisite derriere, and switched her back
for the cuffs. She swung around on her finger in a small showcase of her
dexterity. "I have a better set at home. They're pink and much harder to
break out of." Her smile turned more manic by the second, growing until it
hardly seemed to fit on her white-painted face. "But you know what? None
of them are big enough, you dummy!"
The jester gave a loud, unabashed moan and raised her
arms into the air. No, it was more than that: Her head, her body rose into the air, as Harley simply
grew taller, bigger and curvier. Her suit creaked like crazy, but held on,
clinging to her perky breasts and her wide ass as she became downright
amazonian.
Officer Brown gawked up at the suddenly 12-foot tall
villainess. He kept his gun aimed at her, but took an involuntary step
backwards. "S-stop!"
"Oh, I don't think so, my little
tin-soldier." Harley grinned and held the cuffs out over his head.
"See? Told you it's too small. For my wrists, aaand..." She twirled
them around again and settled with them against her chest, openly fondling her
proud tits as she grew again. Harley more than doubled in size, shooting up
bigger and better over the hapless police officer. She tested the handcuffs
again, which strained to fit around the tip of her finger. "... Now they're
too small for my fingers, too!" She popped her hip out and struck a pose.
"Tut tut, officer. I told you, they're too small."
Brown felt rooted to the ground as Harley's shadow
fell over him. "I... I'm warning you. I'll shoot."
Harley laughed cheerfully. "Careful, officer,
maybe I'll return the favor!" She made a finger-gun and mimed a shot, then
blew the smoke away... And started to suck on her finger in a nakedly erotic
manner. Harley gave a laugh at Brown's flustered reaction and moved downwards,
running a hand all the way from the upper curve of her huge tits and down to
her thighs. Harley placed a gloved finger on her pubic mound and gave it a
teasing stroke.
And with that, her mound swelled out to push her
finger back and more. It transformed into a fat bulge, in fact, a distinctively
male shape that moved down her leg with frightening speed, until her tightly
fit bodysuit burst open at the seams and let Harley's fat cock swing out into
the open.
"Ah! They said this costume could take
anything!" Harley gasped and fell into a short giggling spell. "Pff,
well. We never get everything we want, do we?" She said as she grasped her
huge cock - a foot long, in proportion, and quickly growing longer and thicker
between her slender fingers. A pair of smooth, heavy balls the size of her own
fists came out into the open as well, after a little wiggling of her hips.
"What do you think, officer? Like what the candy
is doing for my figure?" She showed her pearly white teeth. "Betcha
like that, seeing me with a gun like yours." Her cock, 1½ foot by now,
rose in her hand like a primed cannon. A running stream of clear, pungent pre
spattered across the pavement below and Harley's smile grew downright
predatory. "So, is this a mexican stand-off now? I can't promise I won't shoot
first!"
Brown retreated to his squad car and fumbled
desperately for his radio. "Dispatch, I need assistance! We've got a big
situation here, we need to contain her!"
Harley leaned over the car. "Ooh, contain? Is
that a challenge?" She grinned and made a show of putting her thumb to her
mouth and blowing into it. And, terrifyingly... It worked (or at least
coincided!). Harley grew again,
swelling past 30, 40, 50 feet tall, her enormous ass brushing against the
windows of random office workers and dragging dozens of bricks free to rain
upon the street. "Come on, officer! Contain me!" She laughed in her
sing-song voice and danced around him with earth-shaking steps that sent her
cock swinging wildly and spraying a deluge of sizzling hot girlcum across the
remaining facades.
"She's a fucking giantess!" Brown screamed
into the radio. "Bring the fire brigade, the army!"
"Heads up, tin soldier!" Harley said and
suddenly stomped on the squad car, her high-heeled boot crushing through the
roof like it was made of paper. "80, 90, 100 feet... Nope, not feeling
contained yet!"
Brown hesitated for the last time. Then he pointed his
shaking hands up and unloaded five shots onto Harley's immense frame.
Harley stopped and gasped at him. "Oh,
officer!" She put her hands over her heat and made an O-face. "How
could you? Shoot... Little... Me?"
The bullets, however, simply rolled off her tremendous
hips. They did not even penetrate the impossibly stretching latex suit -
despite how thin the fabric was stretching to accommodate Harley's unreal
curves.
The giantess jester seized her two foot cock - though
closer to the size of a moderate whale in Brown's eyes - and let her tongue
loll out in a gasp of delight. "It's only fair that I get to return fire,
don't you think?" She laughed and gave her throbbing dick a powerful
stroke. "Take cover!"
The eruption of dickgirl jizz was no less than an
artillery barrage. Cumshots big enough to stop to traffic peppered the street,
single droplets enveloping parked cars and spreading across the sidewalk like
tar-thick glue.
And she just kept going, cumming seemingly at will for
several long, frantic minutes. Brown clung to his crushed car, surviving just
because most of the shots went over his head - but not all. A single blast of
Quinn's baby-batter hit him like a cannon ball and covered him from head to toe
in immobilizing goo. The smell was maddening, a thick stink of musk that only a
dickgirl could produce.
Harley ended her assault and got on all fours above
Brown's head, letting her immense bosom rest enticingly above him. "Such a
fierce, little soldier." She bent close, her white-painted face alone
larger than his body. Her ruby lips enveloped him in a kiss, the way only a
giantess can show affection. "Mmh. Good shot. But tell you what, officer.
I'll help you out." She winked at him and got up on her knees again.
"I'll give you such a big, sexy target that you'll never miss again."
Harley gave another loud, slutty moan as she began to grow again, rising taller
at breakneck speed. She filled up the entire street, her fertile hips brushing
against the buildings on both sides of the street before effortlessly crushing
through them, while her long legs enveloped Brown and the remains of his squad
car. Her cock, meanwhile, sat on top like a roof, trapping Brown below with her
pungent musk, her balls rolling along and threatening to pin him between the
divinely potent orbs.
Brown flailed and climbed for his life, as Harley's
broad thighs rose around him like walls poised to crush him. But her tight
latex was impossible to climb, and her legs grew faster down the street that he
could hope to run. Her lazy flow of cum rose with her ascension, becoming like
a raging river that filled up the canyon
between her legs. Brown climbed atop a nearby car, but the lake of
giantess jizz rose too fast.
Harley swooped in as a guardian angel, picking up the
diminutive police officer, even as her immense body - and especially her ass! -
tore through the commercial distract and sent skyscrapers falling into each other
like domino bricks. It did not even give her pause to smash into the side of a
glass-covered high rise, and her exponentially accelerating growth meant that
it would barely have brushed her against her hips mere moments after. Her
massive girlcock shamed any remaining building - after all, only Harley's shaft
actually scraped the sky, and with her rising growth, it would soon do a whole
lot more than that.
Harley kicked back, propping herself up on a
collection of debris like she was at home in the couch. "So, my
tin-soldier," said the mile-tall giantess. "I have a mission for you!
See what I got here?" She brought up her other hand, something pinched in
between her thumb and index.
Brown strained his eyes: Sure, Quinn held it close,
but even so the object was but a speck between her red-gloved fingers. But then
it dawned on him, and the breath was knocked from his lungs. The shopping back,
full of whatever candy that Quinn had eaten.
Harley laughed. "Yeah, you recognize it. So! You
have the chance to be the big hero!" She adjusted her seat and sent a foot
the size of an oil tanker splashing into the harbor. Boats within hundreds of
miles shook or capsized at the resulting waves. Harley pulled back her hands
and held the shopping back over her open mouth. "You'll have to be quick
and take my candy from me... Or I'll be your
big heroine. Your big, enormous..." Harley moaned, so turned on that her
eyes momentarily rolled back in her head. "... Mh, fucking planetary
heroine. At least!" She giggled. "Just imagine how gigantic my cock
will be. It'll pierce the heavens!" Harley settled into a seductive smile
"I'm going to replace the sea with cum, just for you. Fucking the Earth
just to warm up."
She placed her palm, with Brown on it, on the edge of
her ruby lip and giggled. "Tick-tock, hero. How long do you need, five
seconds? At most?" Harley licked her lips and released the bag of candy
over her tongue. "Time to be a goddess."
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