Joker's Girls

BY : NightCreeper
Category: DC Verse Comics > Batgirl
Dragon prints: 14571
Disclaimer: I do not own Batgirl,nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Joker’s Girls - V1

By: Night Creeper

Disclaimer: All of the characters created by DC Comics are owned and created by DC Comics. And even though I have tampered with some of the storylines and backgrounds established by DC Comics, they are still owned by DC Comics. Any resemblances to actual people are coincidental and unintentional. And remember, this story is used for entertainment and not profit. If it is illegal for you to read something that only ADULTS should read, then go away!

Notes from the author: I would like to take the time to thank the female requester for her input in this story. She supplied a few pictures to inspire some of the scenes.

Feel free to e-mail me at <mbison_76@yahoo.com> with comments, criticisms, ideas, etc. Thanks and happy reading.


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Joker’s Girls - V1

By: Night Creeper



    Batgirl and Supergirl turned to each other and pressed their bodies together.  They began to grind against each other while they wrapped their arms around each other.  Their hands began to caress and fondle each other much to the woman’s chagrin as Joker watched with Batmite inside a birdcage covered by a glass dome.  Both women tried to capture Joker in an abandoned apartment building, but the man had turned the tables on them.
    Things only got worse for the two women as Joker waved his hand and they released each other.  The man then placed his hand on the glass and closed his eyes.  The two women’s bodies were engulfed in light as they saw their outfits change.  The change only took a few seconds and once it was complete, the women were no longer shocked.  Supergirl’s costume had totally disappeared.  Instead, she had two silver slave-bands on her wrists and her Supergirl insignia on a golden necklace around her neck.  Batgirl on the other hand wore a little more.  Just like Supergirl, she too had slave-bands, but hers were golden and they adorned her wrists and arms.  She also had her Batgirl insignia on a golden necklace.  The woman also wore a slinky silver belt across her hips that had a light blue cloth on the front with her yellow Batgirl insignia.  Other than that, the woman was completely nude like Supergirl.  But unlike Supergirl, Joker immediately recognized her
as Barbara Gordon.
    The two heroines thought nothing of their new costumes.  Instead, they pressed their bodies against each other and began to kiss.  Their tongues darted back and forth, wrestling with each other while their hands fondled each other’s bodies.  Suddenly, an bottle of oil appeared out of thin air next to Batgirl.  The redhead grabbed the bottle and poured oil all over Supergirl’s breasts.  Batgirl then released the bottle and began to spread the oil all over Supergirl’s breasts. The redhead made sure to pinch the woman’s nipples and to slap her breasts from time to time. Once the blonde woman’s breasts were covered in oil, Batgirl placed her hands over them, leaned forward, and kissed Supergirl fresh on the mouth.  Supergirl kissed back and moaned.
    Without saying anything, both women knew what Joker wanted.  Supergirl laid down on the bed and spread her legs.  Supergirl fondled her own breasts as Batgirl slid her fingers up and down against the woman’s bald pussy.  Supergirl moaned as her pussy began to drip.  The blonde soon spread her legs further apart as Batgirl buried her face between her legs.  Batgirl’s tongue darted in and out of Supergirl’s pussy while Batgirl’s fingers spread Supergirl’s pussy lips.
    After a few minutes, Batgirl joined Supergirl on the bed.  The two women kissed as Supergirl continued to grope her own breasts.  Meanwhile, Batgirl had her right hand slapping Supergirl’s pussy.  Then within seconds, she had her fingers pumping in and out of the woman’s holes.
    Joker watched in anticipation as he stripped all his clothing off.  He then walked to the edge of the bed and both women stopped what they were doing.  They quickly got off the bed and knelt in front of Joker.  Both women kissed the sides of Joker’s dick.  Supergirl was on the right and Batgirl on the left.  They slobbered all over the head of Joker’s cock.  Their tongues often hitting each others.
    Once Joker was as stiff as a board, Supergirl laid down on the bed.  Joker leapt onto the bed and rammed his dick into the woman’s wet pussy.  He placed her legs on top of his arms as he pumped savagely in and out of her.  Supergirl moaned as her eyes slammed shut.  The woman balled up her fists and pressed them against her rolling breasts.  Meanwhile, Batgirl was dancing behind the pair, smearing oil all over her tits, preparing herself for Joker.
    Once Batgirl had enough oil, she shimmies over to the bed.  Joker is now laid on top of Supergirl, fucking her while his body crushes her breasts.  Batgirl then lays on top of Joker and presses her oiled breasts against him, rubbing the oil all over his back while she gripped his ribs for support.  The woman also planted little gentle kisses on his back as she worked.
    Joker enjoyed every second of his time his time inside Supergirl, but he didn’t want to blow his load inside her.  However, he knew that he was just seconds away thanks to the fact that the woman’s pussy walls were clutching his dick and squeezing for she was worth.  Sensing his body tightening, the man pulled out of Supergirl.  He got to his knees as his dick squirted some of his seed onto her breasts.  Supergirl released an animalistic growl as she scooped up his spunk and placed it in her mouth, licking her fingers clean.  Joker’s hand shook as he loved the sight in front of him.  His hand gripped his dick and jerked himself a few times before releasing a loud grunt as he shot his load into Supergirl’s opened mouth, splashing some on her lips and face.  The man couldn’t contain his glee as he saw what he had done.
    As Supergirl continued to swallow his spunk while her hands smeared the rest over her body, Batgirl pressed herself against Joker’s right side and kissed him passionately, wrapping her arms around and pulling his towards hers.  They kissed for a few seconds, but that wasn’t what Joker wanted.  Instead, he quickly pulled away and pushed her onto the bed.  He then pounced on top of her and drove his dick into her wet snatch.  The man pressed against her left knee and pumped in and out of the woman while clutching her right breast.  Batgirl moaned as she spread her legs and held his right hand.  She loved the way his hand was groping her breast, but she loved it even more when he grinded her erect nipple with his thumb. 
    Joker couldn’t believe his luck as he fucked Commissioner Gordon’s daughter.  In fact, he couldn’t believe that Barbara Gordon was Batgirl.  He should have known.  But the fact that he knew her identity, fueled his lust even more since he was the only villain who knew the truth.  Thus, the man rammed faster and harder as he laughed wildy.
    As Joker was engrossed with fucking Barbara Gordon, Batmite caused the dome to glow.  This caught Supergirl’s attention.  Batmite then held up a picture of Joker.  Still heavily in love with Joker, Supergirl smashed the dome and snatched the picture out of Batmite’s hand.  Joker was still grunting wildly with his eyes closed as Batmite escaped from the dome and began to disappear.  Supergirl laid back onto the bed and masturbated to the picture.
    Joker grunted as he pulled out of Barbara’s snatch.  He yanked her hair and forced her to kneel in front of him.  Without asking, Barbara dove onto his dick and wrapped her lips tight as she bobbed her head on his dick.  Joker was in heaven, totally unaware that Batmite was gone.
    Suddenly, Supergirl’s eyes snapped open.  She saw Joker and what he was doing to Barbara.  She then looked down and saw the condition of her body.  With a loud growl, she ripped Joker’s picture apart.  She then saw Joker pull his dick out of Barbara’s mouth and squirt all over her face.  The woman’s rage shot through the roof as she dashed toward Joker.  And before Joker knew what was happening, he flew across the room and crashed into the wall.
    “WHAT THE?!” Barbara exclaimed as the enchantment faded.
    “He . . . HE!!” Supergirl growled as she balled her fists and stared angrily at Joker.
    Barbara Gordon gasped as she saw her clothes just a few feet away from her.  By now, the harem outfits had disappeared and Joker had regained enough of his senses to know that he was in deep trouble.  And even though Joker wore white paint, his face would have been white without it due to the fear that gripped him.  But before the women could strike him, the door to the apartment flew open and police officers with their guns drawn barged into the room.  They were shocked to see two naked women in front of them.  Barbara leapt to her outfit and quickly threw her cape over her.  Supergirl then took the rest of the clothes and helped Barbara into the adjoining bathroom.
    The two women cleaned themselves as best as they could inside the bathroom, but they couldn’t get rid of the fact that Joker had used them.  However, they knew they couldn’t take too long inside due to the cops outside.  So they quickly got dressed and exited the bathroom to see the cops leading a handcuffed Joker out of the room.
    “Are you two alright?” one of the officers asked.
    “Yes . . . we . . . are . . .” Supergirl tried to speak as she felt in an intense pain in her stomach.  Batgirl didn’t have time to say anything either as the too experienced the same pain.  Within seconds, both their stomachs grew.  Eventually, their stomachs were the size of a pregnant woman with just a few days before giving birth.  Both women gasped as did the cops.  However, Joker laughed gleefully knowing what he had done.  And worse of all, both women quickly went into labor as Joker laughed even louder.


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Twenty-Five Years Later




    The streets of Gotham City were ablaze.  Shattered police cruisers lay on top of each other, exploding and burning.  The officers themselves had fled for their lives.  Their melted guns left in puddle on the ground.  Burning papers littered the road as well as flaming debris.  There were no fire engines or ambulances coming to the rescue.  Instead, everyone stayed out of the area, which now resembled a war zone.
    Standing on top of the debris was a statuesque blonde.  She wore purple leather thigh-high boots with six inched stiletto heels.  She also wore a short purple skirt, a matching purple thong under the skirt, and a red black mesh top that covered her purple latex bra underneath.  The woman had a long flowing purple cape with was immune to the fires.  Her long blonde hair as well as her skin were also immune to the fires.  In fact, she was the cause of it.  Her eyes would turn red as a beam of light would set things on fire.  Her strength was unparallel as she tossed anything that got in her way onto the fires that she had set.  She had destroyed an entire block all by herself.
    A few feet away, another woman with long fiery red hair stood watching the fire.  The woman wore knee-high purple latex boots with a six inched stiletto heel.  She also wore lacy purple thigh-high stockings.  The tops of the stockings were covered by her skin tight pair of purple bicycle shorts.  Her top was nothing more than a tight purple corset that pushed her breasts up.  She wore a short sleeved purple jacket with a yellow flower sticking out of the left hand pocket over her breast.  She wore purple latex gloves with three small spikes like what Batgirl use to have.  The woman smoked her cigarette and then flung it into the fire.
    “Did you clean out the bank?” the blonde asked.
    “Sure.  I have everything loaded in the van.  If you don’t mind.  Keep the demolition to a minimum.  It’s a van, not a tank,” the redhead spoke as kicked an unconscious man beside her boot.  Then she walked toward the van.
    The blonde leapt from the pile and slowly descended to the ground.  She blew a small gust of air that flung the man up into the air where she quickly caught him.  “Gotcha,” she laughed.
    “You’re not bringing him along are you?” the redhead asked as she felt the breeze, but never turning back to look.
    “Hey!  You captured the New Robin last week and have been playing with him.  I want my own toy” the blonde pouted.
    “Fine.  Put him in the back,” the redhead shrugged as she entered the van and started it.
    The blonde woman happily carried the unconscious Nightwing into the back of the van.  She then closed the door.  The van pulled away and passed a two large billboards.  Each one was a Wanted posted.  One had the redhead while the other had the blonde.  And under each one, it identified them as incredibly dangerous.  But not only that, each one identified them as Joker’s daughters.  They were Joker’s Girls.


The End



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