Montoya gasped as she awoke to find herself stripped down to her bra and scanty thong underwear. The Joker and Harely laughed as she awoke. Two former police turned clowns held her tightly at each arm. The Joker and Harely were both working at some kind a machine. "May I introduce . . .the Plumper!" Montoya found herself looking at a seemingly ordinary vaccumm sweeper. "Availble from Acme for only Your soul." the Joker laughed. Montoya struggled as the goons slipped over the her mouth. She tried to speak, but found she was somehow gagged by the tube. Her eyes widened with terror as she found the device held a trigger, which was slid around Joker's finger. "Don't worry, Miss Montoya. The more you fill, the more you like it." The Joker pulled the trigger, and several pies shot foreward, into Montoya's mouth. Fat slowly began to materialize on her once slim torso. "Now for second servings." the Joker pulled the trigger agian. Montoya began to moan orgasmically as the fat began to seep slowly over her panties. Her once firm buttocks now overwhelmed even the thong. Her thighs tore through her underwear, as her breast slopped down, forcing the bra to undo. She ripped free of the mask, and revealed a fatty double chin hanging off. She smiled, now her intelligence had fell into her fat, and she was no longer the slim figure intelligent Dectective Montoya, but Montoya, the Joker's Fat Slut. "Now my dear, my plan is simple. Spread your fat like plague in Gotham City, and the world, sparring only the superheroes. Leave them to me." The near-naked Montoya grinned, and silent strode off, her fatty buttocks shaking with every stride.
Thu Sep 21 07:42:04 2000