Harley Is Still In The Game Part 2
Comic Vore, GTS/GT, Shrinking, Unbirth
chapter 14
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
“Hey officer, you want a closer look in my mouth?” She opened wide, tilting her head back and bringing the poor man right over the gaping maw. He made some kind of high-pitched sound that might have been him trying to hold in his tears. The man was held there, her sharp teeth and the pink, twitching insides of her mouth below him. He felt her hot breath blowing up towards him and could see far enough down to glimpse the dark, reddish back of her throat. The beat cop continued to look at her throat like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming truck until Harley let him go. He slid right down her tongue and into her open throat, taken out with ease by Harley’s talented throat. He went down so smoothly that Harley barely felt him. As he reached her belly, she touched her midsection in disappointment. He had hardly been worth eating.
Harley was pulled from her disappointment to the soft sound of popping followed by a soft poke in her thigh. Her eyes fell back to the ground where she saw officer Montoya, on one knee firing her gun at Harley’s leg. “You fucking bitch! Spit him out!” Her tiny screams were barely audible over the sound of her gun. She kept firing, aiming higher and trying to get Harley in the face. The madwoman backed away but not out of fear of the bullets; spitballs hurt more than Montoya’s shrunken shots. Harley just wanted to get a good look at the only other person other than her darling birdy to show any balls. She smiled when she heard Montoya swear at her. “Let him go or I swear you’re going to regret it, Quinn! You won’t get away with this!”
“How are you going to stop me, mouse detective?” Harley said as she knelt down, her fingers wrapping around the shrunken cop. Renee Montoya took a few more shots at her fingers before they tightly grasped her, carrying her high off the ground. Montoya grit her teeth as she fully expected to find herself joining her fellow officer in Harley’s gut. Fighting down her fear, Montoya cursed the giant woman a few more times; using a few more colorful Spanish words to describe Harley that would make her mother blush. She refused to back down and give Harley the satisfaction. Her journey to Harley’s awaiting maw never happened as the blonde dropped the shrunken woman into her pocket.
“I’m keeping you for later. Sorry I couldn’t give you a ride between my puppies but I don’t have anything holding them together,” Harley told Montoya as she patted her chest. With the cops dealt with Harley was ready to leave. She was surprised there weren’t more cops around, usually a few more come wandering around to make sure everything was okay. Harley had no idea Almost every officer was out of the station dealing with a shoot-out involving the Black Mask and his gang. Montoya and the cop in her gut were ordered to watch her while everyone was out, making it child’s play for Harley to make her escape. Before she left, a tiny voice called out from her.
“Way to go, Harley! You really showed that lesbo cop who's the boss!” The goon was trying to get back into Harley’s good graces, hoping she might take him with her. Harley stared down at the little man for a few seconds before quickly grabbing him off the floor and tossing him into her mouth without a word. She swallowed hard, sending him down her throat as fast as she could. She grimaced at briefly tasting him before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
“Homophobes are gross, should have just stepped on him,” Harley grumbled as she left her cell, now with three squirming meals in her tummy and one pissed off cop in her pocket. Enough messing around, it was time to get the Hell out of here.
“What the Hell!?”
“How’d you escape!?”
“Get us the fuck out of here!”
Oh yeah, she’d almost forgot. There were half a dozen of her goons in the cell next to hers. They hadn’t seen anything, just two cops going into her cage and only her coming out. Harley paused as she looked over the thugs that had failed to protect her hideout, got them all caught, and were always rude and vulgar to her. She really should leave; on the other hand, she was still a little hungry.
Harley was pulled from her disappointment to the soft sound of popping followed by a soft poke in her thigh. Her eyes fell back to the ground where she saw officer Montoya, on one knee firing her gun at Harley’s leg. “You fucking bitch! Spit him out!” Her tiny screams were barely audible over the sound of her gun. She kept firing, aiming higher and trying to get Harley in the face. The madwoman backed away but not out of fear of the bullets; spitballs hurt more than Montoya’s shrunken shots. Harley just wanted to get a good look at the only other person other than her darling birdy to show any balls. She smiled when she heard Montoya swear at her. “Let him go or I swear you’re going to regret it, Quinn! You won’t get away with this!”
“How are you going to stop me, mouse detective?” Harley said as she knelt down, her fingers wrapping around the shrunken cop. Renee Montoya took a few more shots at her fingers before they tightly grasped her, carrying her high off the ground. Montoya grit her teeth as she fully expected to find herself joining her fellow officer in Harley’s gut. Fighting down her fear, Montoya cursed the giant woman a few more times; using a few more colorful Spanish words to describe Harley that would make her mother blush. She refused to back down and give Harley the satisfaction. Her journey to Harley’s awaiting maw never happened as the blonde dropped the shrunken woman into her pocket.
“I’m keeping you for later. Sorry I couldn’t give you a ride between my puppies but I don’t have anything holding them together,” Harley told Montoya as she patted her chest. With the cops dealt with Harley was ready to leave. She was surprised there weren’t more cops around, usually a few more come wandering around to make sure everything was okay. Harley had no idea Almost every officer was out of the station dealing with a shoot-out involving the Black Mask and his gang. Montoya and the cop in her gut were ordered to watch her while everyone was out, making it child’s play for Harley to make her escape. Before she left, a tiny voice called out from her.
“Way to go, Harley! You really showed that lesbo cop who's the boss!” The goon was trying to get back into Harley’s good graces, hoping she might take him with her. Harley stared down at the little man for a few seconds before quickly grabbing him off the floor and tossing him into her mouth without a word. She swallowed hard, sending him down her throat as fast as she could. She grimaced at briefly tasting him before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
“Homophobes are gross, should have just stepped on him,” Harley grumbled as she left her cell, now with three squirming meals in her tummy and one pissed off cop in her pocket. Enough messing around, it was time to get the Hell out of here.
“What the Hell!?”
“How’d you escape!?”
“Get us the fuck out of here!”
Oh yeah, she’d almost forgot. There were half a dozen of her goons in the cell next to hers. They hadn’t seen anything, just two cops going into her cage and only her coming out. Harley paused as she looked over the thugs that had failed to protect her hideout, got them all caught, and were always rude and vulgar to her. She really should leave; on the other hand, she was still a little hungry.
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