Tickle time torture
Comic Vore, GTS/GT, Shrinking, Unbirth
chapter 17
by
copier
· original author:
erik
Nightwing found himself in a long fleshy tunnel. The tunnel was pulsating all around him. Nightwing looked down to see he was knee-deep in a greenish liquid. The sound of sloshing liquid filled the tunnel. Suddenly remembering the last few minutes Nightwing made a quick check to make sure he was all there. His outfit seemed to be undamaged as well as everything else. Nightwing was distracted by something bumping into his leg. He looked down to see that the arm of a skeleton had bumped into him. The arm was attracted to an adults' skeleton that was still gooey and looked to be half-digested. It was what the skeleton was wearing that truly unnerved the usual stoic Nightwing. He had seen some disturbing sights alongside Bruce and later in Bludhaven. But this sight definitely took the cake along with the bakery.
The skeleton had the clothing of Nightwing himself. The skeleton's clothing was nearly melted away as if it had been dipped in acid. The costume on the skeleton was in tatters and faded with age. As Nightwing leaned forward to examine more closely at the skeleton he saw the skeleton had bits of skin on it as well as one remaining eye. It didn’t take long for Nightwing to recognize his own eye as well as what little skin the skeleton still had. Somehow this skeleton was his own body. The shock of the discovery made Nightwing stumble backwards and nearly lost his footing. One of his boots came into contact with another skeleton. Nightwing saw that the new skeleton had his own costume as well as the first one.
The new skeleton's costume was less digested. The skeleton had much more skin on it which clearly identified it as belonging to Dick Grayson; it was yet another skeleton of himself! What the hell was this?! The sight of another skeleton of himself made Dick stumble backward again. This time Dick completely lost his footing and landed in the liquid that lined the bottom of this fleshy tunnel.
Dick landed next to another skeleton. The third skeleton didn’t belong to himself this time however. The skeleton wore what was unmistakably—
“Bruce?!” yelled Dick in distress as he looked over the digested body of his one-time mentor and friend. Bruce's costume was mostly intact but part of it had melted away. Dick shook the body of Bruce in vain as if that could restore Bruce back to life.
“You’re lucky that you and I are dating”
Dick looked around to see Harley Quinn standing not five feet away. Harley was wearing clothing that belonged to royalty. Harley’s clothes were being strained due to her figure. Harley was a living hourglass with huge breasts that were bigger than her head and an ass that was equally as big, if not bigger. The royal jester had a big grin plastered on her face showing all of her teeth. Along with her clothing, Harley held a scepter in her hand. The scepter was a long thin staff that was four feet long, made out of wood (oak maybe?) and it had a golden globe at the top. The golden globe was ten inches in diameter and was decorated with myriad jewels of almost every kind and almost every color. Dick was momentarily dazzled by the display of the golden globe and its jewels with the way it sparkled. It took Dick a long moment to finally turn his gaze to Harley.
From the instant that Dick had turned his attention directly at Harley that he felt something stir in his heart. It was joy. It was undeniably joy. Dick's heart practically was filled with nothing but joy at the sight of Harley. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew that this amount of joy wasn’t normal at all. It was so overwhelming that it only could’ve been supernatural.
Dick rushed towards Harley while the latter only kept smiling. In moments Dick was embracing Harley in a very tight hug. Harley was the one that kissed Dick on the mouth. It was a long, lingering kiss that lasted for a small eternity.
At length Dick seemed to snap out of whatever spell he had been under. He suddenly pushed away from Harley and stumbled backwards but kept his balance. Harley frowned at Dick and gently shook her head. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. Believe it or not I didn’t realize I had swallowed you until I digested you”
“Harley, what the hell is this?” asked Dick looking wildly around. “where am I? What are you even talking about digesting me?! What even happened to you?”
Harley stared at Dick silently for several moments before speaking, “Is that anyway to speak to your empress? I ought to smite you down or something “
“Harley, I don’t know what happened to you” said Dick.
“Well, if you stop yammering on I might explain what happened “ said Harley.
Dick opened his mouth to say something but thought better of it. He then motioned Harley to continue.
“I, Harleen Frances Quinzel, former girlfriend of Mistah J, former member of the Gotham Sirens, sometime member of the Suicide Squad, the jester of chaos, the—” started Harley in a dramatic voice. Harley rambled on for several long minutes while Dick was growing increasingly impatient listening to his girlfriend listing her virtues and accomplishments.
Harley and Dick had started dating three years ago which was almost four years after parting ways with The Joker for good. Since then Harley had tried to be a hero with mixed results. Harley had gotten better at following the law after dating Dick who had become his own hero called Nightwing.
“Can we move this along?” asked Dick. “I’m getting tired hearing about your triumphs, Harley”
Harley glared at Dick. “That’s Empress Harley to you”
“You’re not an empress “ said Dick. He paused and added, “empress of what, exactly? “
Harley gave Dick a wicked little grin and spun the scepter in her hand. When she spoke Harley's voice had gone rich and deep that made the surrounding stale air vibrate around the pair, “Empress of the multiverse. That’s right, Dick. You’re standing in the presence of a goddess”
Four beats of silence. Dick blinked and said, “Your jokes are getting worse, Harl”
“A joke?” said Harley. “Oh no, this isn’t a joke at all; I’m the genuine article. I’m invincible and omnipotent….and all that other godly jazz”
“Godly jazz….?” asked Dick faintly. He shook his head to clear it. “okay, let’s say I believe you. Just because you can grow really tall doesn’t make you a god. Giganta can grow and she certainly isn’t a god”
“You’re ignoring something I said a minute ago, mister Doubting Nightwig” said Harley.
“Oh?”
“I said I digested you” said Harley. “you even saw your old digesting body over there”
“So…you relieved me?”
Harley nodded. “I wiped your memory from being digested. Didn’t think you would want to remember that “
“Didn’t think you were so considerate “ said Dick dryly. “so…I'm inside your gut?”
“Yep” said Harley. “you’re one of the lucky ones that I resurrected. I have big plans for you mister”
“What kind of plans, dare I ask”
Harley smiled. “I’m an empress. And like every self-respecting empress out there I’m gonna need a royal court and you’re going to be a member. Perhaps you’ll be my stud-in-waiting…wouldn't that be nice?”
Before Dick could even think about on what to say to that Harley rushed up to him. There was no way to avoid Harley in the confined space. Harley grabbed Dick around the middle in a tight embrace. Within moments of embracing her boyfriend, Harley reached up with a hand and began to tickle Dick on the side close to his ribs. It was at that moment that Dick noticed that he was suddenly naked from the waist up. Dick might’ve noticed that Harley dropped her scepter as soon as she embraced him but he didn’t notice anything else due to him laughing as Harley tickled him.
Harley was infamous for her merciless tickling; it was a fetish for her. She just loved making people laughing uncontrollably much like The Joker. Unlike the Joker, Harley hadn't killed anybody with Joker venom.
"Stop it!" pleaded Dick, tears rolling down from his eyes. He was laughing almost hysterically.
"Did ya say something? Can't hear anything with all your laughing" teased Harley as she kept up with her tickling.
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