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Benly
>> #75121
Posted on 2015-10-25 22:33:35
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I greatly appreciate your dedication to bringing obscure DC ladies into the harem.

Rotem_Dishon
>> #75173
Posted on 2015-10-26 09:32:43
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You're welcome. ^_^

frank
>> #75221
Posted on 2015-10-26 21:58:13
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*Starts praying to the old gods that Harley (Harleen?) is going to get Shinku'd in the next pic*

ETA on story?

Rotem_Dishon
>> #75222
Posted on 2015-10-26 22:02:42
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Now^^:

Queen Bee's Campaign: Interlude – Pigs From Guinea

Dear diary,

I'm pretty sure I lost a few days between now and the last time I wrote you... For one thing, it was Thursday. And June.

Oh, you don't have to look so worried! I wasn't in trouble, or stuck in the body of charbroiled gorilla, or anything (once is quite enough, thank you.). I was just caught up in stuff, and having lots of fun, and you know how the sense of time is the first thing that goes poof, right? Right.

So, how about I just tell you a bit about what I've been up to so you could see there's nothing wrong? Sounds good?

Well, I guess I'll start where I left off last time. Makes sense. I was tagging along with Kara so she could could show me around the office (or was it show me off around the office? I always get the two of those confused), or just in case she got bored going over the books, or some giant monster was attacking the city without permission and stuff. I'm very multi-purpose!

After checking out the new additions to Kara's collection of interesting knickknacks (I especially liked some of those new smartphone games a few of her people made for her. The kind that rots your brain while you stare at the screen for hours on end, though you feel like only seconds are passing? Fun stuff!) I guess I got kinda bored, 'cause I was yawning a lot and having a hard time keeping my eyes more than halfway open. I guess Kara noticed that too, so she suggested we should go visit he R&D department and introduce me to some of her new recruits, and I couldn't really think of any reason why it wouldn't be the most fun I had in ages, so I just trailed after her and tried hard not to yawn in public... because it's very important to be polite and respectful when Kara takes you places, that's why! Silly...

Anyway, we headed off to the lab, and Kara introduced me to her new girl, Dr. Paula Irving, who was really pretty and had this nice looking light green skin tone you don't usually see on the surface world, and hair a lovely deep shade of red, and to her friend Haley who was sitting inside a really big glass tube for some reason, but seemed happy enough not to mind, and said I should help them out until she came over to pick me up again.

I must have stood nodding there for a while before someone remembered how I usually was while doing what Kara tells me to and snapped their fingers next to my ear while saying one of my special words which made the world go all focused and interesting again (and that I'm not allowed to remember, which is a shame, 'cause I think being able to make myself unbored and unsleepy at will would have been real useful...).

That's when I noticed Diane was in there too. It probably hadn't occurred to me to notice her being there because Kara hasn't mentioned her... or maybe she was just out getting coffee... I don't know. I could tell just by looking at her that she's been hitting the books again, though. You could tell by the way her ears had gone all pointy, and she had a tan and a sharper figure again, kinda like she had back when Kara and I first met her, except she was wearing less green. Maybe she figured Dr. Irving had that covered.

She explained that she helping the doctor creating all kinds of new, useful types of plants for her experiments. She made it sound really interesting too, and by the Time Dr. Irving called us both over there was nothing in the world I wanted more than to help them out in any way I could.

I thought maybe they'd want me to help plant things, or move soil around and stuff, but instead they just wanted me to stand still for a bit while Diane listened very carefully to what the doctor wanted to try next, and then pulled out some vines covered with pretty purple flowers out of her book (don't ask me how, though. I never could figure out how she does that trick...) and showed them off to the doctor, who seemed to approve. They talked about it for a while, but since none of them was talking to me, I was just happy to stand there and be pretty and helpful, like I was told to be.

By the time they were done with that, the flowers on Diane's vine opened up and, in what I thought was a very nice and helpful way, tipped their pollen into Dr. Irving's proffered hand until she had a small pile of the stuff gathered. I think she was quite pleased with the results, because she smiled brightly and, in a way that reminded me more of characters from some old movies than any respectable scientist I've met, blew the stuff straight into my face.

I probably don't need to tell you that took me by surprise (so I won't. See?). The stuff got all into my eyes and nose and I was trying to sneeze, and cough, and blink, and tear up, all at the same time. It was pretty messy. Especially the way the room started spinning around and making me dizzy on top of it all, which kind made me wonder why Kara would install rotating floors in the building... I really didn't see much point to it, to be honest. It must have been good for something though, because a bit after it started, all the sneezing and coughing and stuff sort of stopped, even though I could still feel the stuff tingling slightly in my eyes and nose, and instead I felt very warm and heavy, and very ready to just curl into a ball on the floor and sleep until Kara came back to pick me (I think maybe they were trying to make something to help people keep warm at night? Nights on the surface can get pretty chilly, and I know not everyone have Kara to snuggle with when it gets colder...).

Then, when I was about to do just that, a strong and very pretty voice told me to stay standing. I didn't really know why it cared, but I figured it knew better than I did (Wasn't hard to figure out, since all I knew at the time was 'heavy', 'warm', and 'tingly'.) so I stayed standing while a very pretty green skinned woman with striking red hair and dressed in what looked like leaves and a lab coat came over, and held up my head in a way that felt too good for me to tell her I already had Kara to keep me warm, and that I was sure she would be here for me soon (especially since I was a bit fuzzy on the concepts of 'Kara', 'here', and 'soon' at the time), so instead I just let out a small happy moan so she'd know I was happy and warm.

She seemed to like that, which made me feel even happier and warmer, because she smiled and ran her fingers trough my hair in a way that was sort of familiar and made me feel really warm for some reason. I trying to find a way to tell her how nice it felt (moans were nice and all, but I thought my first effort pretty much covered all the bases on that front, and it's important to try and improve, right?), when I felt something slide itself into my ear. It was a really weird feeling. Part of me kept thinking it should be painful, but whenever it tried to remember what 'painful' was, all it could come up with was 'heavy', 'warm', and 'tingly', so all I felt was my head getting heavier, and warmer, and very, very tingly.

It almost started getting uncomfortable, standing there, staring at the woman through half lidded eyes with my head and body feeling so heavy I couldn't even imagine moving and the tingling in my head growing more and more insistent, when something something seemed to click in my head (well, not literally. Kara says it's sometime important to make the distinction... especially when dealing with things that go in your head and do, sometimes, click, which makes sense, I guess!) and I suddenly realized why she looked so familiar.

She was my mother. Sure, she didn't look at all like she had last time I saw her back in Strata, but I knew it was her (I'd have had to have been a really bad daughter not to, right?). I smiled and stared at her. She just looked so satisfied and caring for me to do anything else, and I thought green was definitely her color, now that she didn't have gray skin and black eyes and hair anymore, and then my head went 'click' again. Mom was wearing green! More than that, her body was wrapped tightly in large luscious leaves, just the kind a girl like me loved to nuzzle, and rub against, and roll around naked in, and my petals and vines were already quivering in excitement, and I felt my eyes trying to open wide (they couldn't. They were way too heavy for that), and then I was on my knees rubbing my face all over her thighs and making pleased mewling sounds (I thought purring might have been even better, but it turned out I didn't have the right throat for that).

I think she liked that (and really, why would she be wearing something like that if she didn't want my sort of attention? It's not like I could ever help myself, right?), because she was petting my head in that mind melting way she had, and saying stuff I was far too busy to pay any attention to. Besides, I'm pretty sure she wasn't talking to me, but to the golden haired girl who was holding the book my baby sisters were growing out of. Whatever they were talking about, they both seemed pretty pleased with it, but honestly, I didn't pay them much attention. I had important stuff to do, remember?

So, I was kinda busy taking care of all of that rubbing and moaning and mewling business, and trying to remember what I was supposed to do next (I was drawing a blank, really, but I didn't mind. Blank is good, right?) when mom put her hand over my head and tilted it so I was looking up at her (well, her breasts sort of got in the way of that, but I wasn't complaining, and not just because I couldn't remember how). That's when I saw she had one of my sisters tucked all nice and comfy between her breasts (Actually, she was kind of hard to see from my angle, but I could imagine her, her vines placid and her petals that wonderfully sleepy shade of purple... she was such a sweetie!).

"Well?” Mom was saying, “Aren't you going to kiss her goodnight?” and suddenly I realized I really, really wanted to! I had to get some help from mom to stand up, but it was definitely worth it once I could see my little baby sis nestled in mom's cleavage. She looked just like I imagined her! I didn't stare at her long though. I remembered what I wanted to do this time, so I leaned forward and buried my mouth and nose right on her center, kissing her gently, and the way she kissed me back made my mouth and nose all tingly and warm again.

And that's when Kara came back to check on us...

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