Going green
Comic Vore, GTS/GT, Shrinking, Unbirth
chapter 21
by
copier
· original author:
erik
The gardening magazine that Poison Ivy was reading was a month old. Not that she minded all that much since she was reading an article about the discovery of a new type of mulch. The article wasted nearly two paragraphs all about how revolutionary the new mulch was instead about just how (or when) it was discovered in the first place. The botanist who discovered this new mulch was Robert Eugene Dickinson III, a name that meant nothing to Poison Ivy. She had a vague memory of running into someone named Dickinson back in her university days but his name had been...Cecil maybe?
Ivy spent a few moments back in memory lane when she heard footsteps approaching. She also heard two voices speaking. The voices were heavily muffled so that Ivy couldn't identify who was talking to who. Ivy went back to reading the magazine until the approaching footsteps stopped right in front of her room. There came the sound of the door unlocking a moment later. There was a pause before the door opened up and someone entered the twenty by twenty room.
The first thing that Poison Ivy noticed about Harley as she entered the room was the royal attire she wore. The next thing that Ivy noticed about Harley was her hourglass figure. Harley was always the looker but now the former girlfriend of the Joker looked like a long-forgotten sex goddess. The last thing that Ivy noticed about Harley was the smile plastered on her face.
"Hiya Red!" proclaimed Harley in a cheerful tone as she sat down onto the bed that was the only furniture in the room next to Ivy. Harley hugged Ivy in a tight embrace immediately after she sat down. Ivy felt Harley's enlarged breasts pressing into her and felt oddly jealous over breast size of all things. The hug lasted nearly a full minute before Ivy broke away.
"Harl?" asked Ivy looking Harley up and down. "what happened to you? What's with that outfit and....did you have surgery to get those curves?"
Harley giggled before answering, "You could say that I've had a divine makeover, Red. Is it too much? I rather like my royal outfit. Comes with an extra-dimensional storage device in both pockets....and I'm pretty sure I have one in my cleavage but I haven't tested that out just yet. I'm afraid that if I do I'm gonna pull out an oceanliner...although that would be all kinds of hilarious. Hmm. Perhaps I'll have to experiment in pulling things out of there....or placing someone into there. Just imagine being stuck in --"
"Harley, quit your babbling and tell me why you're here" interrupted Ivy, totally nonplussed She Harley's little speech.
"I'm here to see my bestie bestest friend in all of the universe!" said Harley embracing Ivy in anothmist, ug that threatened to crack ribs. It was during this tighter embrace that Ivy looked, albeit briefly, directly into the eyes of Harley Quinn. Ivy was simply pulled into the eyes of her long-time friend....except no. The word yanked would be more accurate to say. For a few minutes Ivy completely lost her sense of time and nearly lost her sense of self. Ivy had found herself in a dark area, almost like outer space, floating without a thought or concern. Her mind went blissfully blank.
Harley, realizing what was happening to Ivy, broke the gaze. Just like that Ivy snapped out of it. Harley also broke off the tight embrace she had on Ivy.
"Sorry about that, Red. I have that effect on people now. I guess ordinary people just can't deal with looking into the eyes of god"
"Harl? What the hell was that?" asked Ivy once she realized that she had snapped out of the spell. She was more confused than anything else.
"Thanks to a good deed I did, I'm god" said Harley.
"Um, excuse me?" asked Ivy.
Harley smiled, and said "And I'm here to share the wealth, Red"
Before Ivy could even think of what to say Harley leaned forward and kissed Ivy full on the lips. Forty seconds slipped by with nothing at all happening and then Ivy felt it. A tremendous amount of energy was flowing into her. No. It was far beyond tremendous. It was out right bottomless. Boundless! Infinite! A part of Ivy wanted to break from the kiss, to reject whatever was doing to her, but that small voice of reason was diminishing by the second. With the overwhelming energy flowing into Ivy there came power. Ivy thought she was powerful before but nothing could compare the amount of power she was feeling now. The power was infinite. One thing became clear to Ivy as the kiss lingered on and on for a delicious long time; she was becoming a god.
Harley broke off the kiss after what felt like several days. During the kiss Ivy and Harley had made eye contact and never looked away from each other. Ivy had become lost in the lovely eyes of her best friend. When the kiss ended, Harley looked around the room and gasped. This made Ivy also look around the room and gasped as well.
Before, the room had been rather drab and ordinary for an asylum. The only real furniture in the room was a long cot along with a chair. There was a small window high above with bars on it.
Now the room looked radically different. All four walls of the room were covered in plants. There now was grass on the floor along with a few small flowers. The two walls were covered in a combination of vines, moss and large flowers. The ceiling was a jungle of oversized ferns and ivy. Each of the walls were so thick in greenery that you couldn't even tell what color the walls used to be. It looked absolutely beautiful.
"Whoa" said Harley.
"I didn't even realize I was doing this" said Ivy as she examined the wall that had a large red rose in the exact middle. The rose was much larger than any natural rose. The rose seemed to emit a reddish mist.
"Uh, guys?" asked Nightwing who stuck his head into the room. He took a moment examining the transformed room before his gaze fell on the rose that was the source of the reddish mist that was slowly filling the room.
"What is it, stud-in-waiting?" asked Harley.
Ivy looked at Nightwing. "Well, well. Look who it is; little Robin all grown up"
Nightwing answered with making a "follow me" gesture as he removed his head from the room. Harley and Ivy both climbed to their feet and exited the room to see that the hallway had undergone a similar transformation as the room had. The floor of the hallway was a forest of flowers, grass and what looked like several saplings. The greenery extended as far as the hallway itself extended. Spaced about sixty feet apart from each other on the walls were the same variety of large rose that had been in the room. Each rose was emitting that same reddish mist.
"Looks like the old Arkham Asylum has turned into the Arkham Gardens" joked Harley.
"How are you feeling there, Ivy?" asked Nightwing as the latter walked passed him in the hallway with a far away look on her face. Ivy walked a little down the hall to examine one of the roses on the wall. Harley soon followed Ivy, as did Nightwing along with the orderly that had opened Ivy's room.
"I'm feeling....invincible" mumbled Ivy.
"What's up with these roses, Red?" asked Harley. "what's with the....mist....or is that fog coming out from them?"
"I think roses are emitting my pheromone" replied Ivy coming next to the large rose.
"That mist, whatever it is, isn't spreading that far" observed Nightwing. Indeed, the mist didn't extend much further than two or three feet from the rose itself. There was nothing really remarkable about the rose save for its large size. The rose, like any rose, grew on a thorny vine. The reddish mist was almost pink and acted just like smoke.
"If these roses are growing everywhere in the asylum...." mumbled the orderly whose name was Parker Jones who once went on a blind date with Harley shortly before even meeting the Joker.
"Everyone here will be useful to us" said Ivy, finishing Parker's sentence.
Harley threw an arm around Ivy as she looked over at Nightwing who was still examining the rose. "What did I tell ya, my stud-in-waiting? This is where the real fun begins. We're gonna paint the town red"
Ivy's eyes flashed green as she glanced over at Harley and smiled as she said, "I can think of a better color to paint it"
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