Under new management
Comic Vore, GTS/GT, Shrinking, Unbirth
chapter 14
by
copier
· original author:
erik
Harley took a bath. After taking the bath, there came a knock at the door. Harley grumbled as she quickly got dressed. Harley hummed to herself a song that she had heard in a Fugget movie.
"A Fugget movie?" asked the beaver. "this isn't YouTube and their draconian system of copyright infringement rules. This is a site based on fan fiction and other things. Apparently, they don't care much about copyright infringement when it's in written down. They usually get bent out of shape with visuals"
"Hey, no lecturing from my beaver" said Harley putting her hat on.
"Are there more beaver jokes out there?" asked the beaver. "or we can just say pussy to get the giggles out of our adolescent minds"
Harley..
"Hey, she didn't even clean her outfit" said the picture of pre-Joker Harley sounding indignant.
There was another knock on the door.
"Patience is a virtue" sang out Harley adjusting her outfit while standing in front of a mirror.
"Like you care about virtue" replied the beaver rolling its eyes if that was even possible.
"I'm deciding on ignoring you" said Harley walking to the door.
"Even though you just talked to me" said the beaver.
Harley opened the door to see one of the newer henchmen that had joined the gang just a month ago. Harley was searching her mind for his name when she noticed that a kid of about thirteen was behind the henchmen playing on his mobile phone.
"Donald Duck!" said Harley who had remembered her nickname for the new henchman. His real name was Donald...Harley was 80% sure that his surname was Sutherland. No relation to the actor of the same name of course. He didn't even look like that actor.
Donald grimaced before he spoke, "Um, I have a situation here. My nephew's parents are out on their 15th wedding anniversary and I had to take him. His grandparents are out of town and I couldn't get a sitter"
The nephew looked to be too involved in his phone to notice what was happening. He waved vaguely at Harley.
"So, you decided that it would be a good idea to bring him here?" said Harley sighing deeply. "I'm sorry to tell you this, Donny, but we don't have a 'bring your nephew to work day'....at all"
"I know, I know" said Donald. "it was a dumb move but I had no choice in the matter. I just need you to look after him while I try to contact a sitter"
"I don't need a babysitter" said the nephew not looking up from the phone.
"Does your nephew have a name?" asked Harley.
"Vincent" replied Don.
Harley looked at Don for a moment and then over at Vincent. Vincent kept on playing on his mobile. Harley rolled her eyes.
"Alright, alright" said Harley after a short pause. "I'll look over him"
Vincent finally glanced up to see Harley while his uncle was thanking Harley. Donald pulled out a cellphone from a pocket and retreated a dozen steps away. Vincent stood there gawking at Harley. It took the adolescent a moment to find his voice, "Hey, I know you. You're Harley Quinn!"
Harley stared at Vincent for a silent moment. "You know who I am?"
Vincent snorted. "What hood in this city doesn't know the sidekick of The Joker? Where is he, by the way?"
Harley remembered that Donald had once told her that his family came from a long line of criminals dating back to the turn of the 19th century. That was the reason Donald had joined the gang. Pretty much every henchmen of the "super criminals" had came from a long line of criminals.
"He's out of picture" said Harley. "oh! Which reminds me..."
Harley started to walk down the length of the corridor. Vincent hesitated before following Harley.
Harley walked until she came to the door that led to the stage of the comedy club. She opened it and walked onto the wide stage. The stage had twenty card tables scattered around and about half of them was occupied with goons and henchmen, some of which was just as homicidal as the Joker.
In the center of the stage (more or less) was a throne-like chair in front of a desk. Harley walked to the desk and sat on it. Vincent quickly followed Harley for he was given dirty (and even murderous) looks from some of the henchmen there.
"This place is under new management" said Harley in a loud voice. "from now on, I'm in charge. The Joker left town"
There were two "classes" of henchmen for lack of a better word. No matter what the setting, there were always a hierarchy and that went double for gangs. The lower thugs just shrugged their shoulders and went about their business which was playing cards. The lower thugs didn't much care just who was in charge.
The mid-tier thugs looked to be rebelous but nobody made a move. They were waiting to see what the higher guys did...those that belonged in the inner circle so to speak.
Big Louie stood up from his chair. Big Louie was about the size of the average linebacker and didn't have one ounce of fat on him. Big Louie stalked his way to the desk. Vincent quickly moved a dozen feet away when Big Louie came within ten feet of the desk. Louie's beady eyes were locked on Harley.
"I signed up to work for the clown" growled Big Louie. "not you. You're just a glorified sidekick"
Harley smiled at Louie before she swung her bat at his head. Louie dodged the attack while Harley reached for a button on the desk.
"You oughta look before you leap" quipped Harley as she pushed the button. A trap door opened right under Louie. Louie dropped down the hole but managed to grab onto the edge of the stage. Harley leapt off the desk and landed on Louie's hands. Louie yelped in pain but still held on.
Vincent had crept back to the desk while nobody was paying attention. He had opened up a drawer and reached for something from within.
Harley was repeatedly hitting Louie's hands with the bat but the man still held on and tried to pull himself up onto the stage.
"Harley" said Vincent holding out one of the handbuzzers that had been Joker's.
Harley smiled at Vincent and placed the handbuzzer on her hand. She then activated the buzzer and touched Louie on the meaty shoulder. A loud buzzing sound filled the air while Louie was being fried by about 10,000 volts of electricity. Louie yelped and lost his grip, falling down the nearly twenty foot drop. Harley looked down the trapdoor and jumped down.
Harley landed on top of the unconscious Louie.
"You broke my fall" giggled Harley getting off of the henchmen. She then lifted up the henchmen as much as she could. Harley looked at the unconscious Louie for a moment before opening her mouth wide. Harley's mouth looked to be made out of elastic as it grew wide enough to shove Louie's head into her mouth. Harley started to swallow down Louie just like a python. Harley did it slowly to savor the taste of her meal. It took Harley a few moments to get Louie half-way into her mouth.
"Whoa!"
Harley was savoring the taste so much that she hadn't noticed that Vincent had made his way under the stage via the short stairway at the edge of the stage. Vincent stood there wide-eyed while Harley was swallowing down the henchman. Vincent then pointed his phone at the amazing sight and started to record it.
Harley pointed her face upwards to allow gravity to assist her in swallowing her meal. Inch by inch, Louie slipped down the throat of Harley. In a few moments, Louie vanished into Harley which caused her stomach to balloon out. Her outfit started to rip apart due the distended gut of the jester.
Harley sighed in content caressing her bloated stomach for a few silent minutes. Harley finally opened her eyes to see Vincent looking at her. Harley gasped as she saw Vincent. The kid must've witnessed the entire thing!
"You're not gonna eat me, are you?!" asked Vincent in a fearful tone.
Harley considered and shook her head. "Don't worry, Vinny. You're not on the menu"
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