Harley's Fun
by Fart Sniffer

Kyle nervously walked down the streets of Gotham, looking from left to right. In order to get back to his apartment, he had to go through some of the rougher areas of the city. Add to that the recent surge in the number of attacks that had been happening. In the distance he could see Gotham Academy, the pale lights that illuminated it at night making it look particularly eerie. As he looked right again, he saw the bat signal taking over the night sky.

“Batman’s busy tonight,” he muttered to himself, putting his hands in his pockets. His head jerked to his left in the direction of an alleyway. He swore he had seen a shadow but all was silent and the shadow he thought he had seen was nowhere to be seen. He began to speed up, his eyes on the alleyway as he passed it. Nobody was down the alleyway and he sighed in relief.

“Surprise sugar,” a voice said before a large bang to the back of the head knocked him out cold.

Kyle slowly came to and instantly knew something was wrong. He was in an apartment building similar to his own and tied to a bed. On the bright side, he was warm and the apartment seemed well decorated. If it weren’t for the ropes binding him, he would think that he had been saved.

“Oh, you’re awake,” the voice from before said. A familiar face entered the room.

“Harley Quinn,” Kyle whispered. She winked.

“Bingo sugar.” Kyle had heard of the torturous things Harley had done to people in the past and was scared that he was her latest victim. As Kyle realised that he was unable to get away, he sighed and stopped.

“What do you want with me?” He asked, his voice trembling.

“It’s been so lonely since Mistah J left,” she said, leaning forward so he could see her breasts. Red spread across his face and he looked away quickly. A giggle escaped her lips. “Don’t you wanna keep me company sugar?” She asked. He remained silent. “I’ll take that as a yes,” she giggled, “you’ll learn to enjoy it.” Kyle looked back at her, his face still red with embarrassment. She swung her leg over his body and sat down on his crotch. She began to move her butt around, winking at him. His response was to bite his lip.

“Ooh, I can feel something,” she said with lust in her voice, “Sounds like you like my butt. Am I right?” He said nothing but nodded, knowing there was no escape from his situation. A large grin spread across her pale face. “That’s good,” she said, standing up. She turned around so that her butt was facing him before removing her shorts, making sure to lean over as far as possible while she did. “You’re going to get very well acquainted with my butt,” she said, walking over to him. Before he knew what was going on, she had turned around and was sitting on his face. Instantly, the smell hit him. The smell suggested that Harley hadn’t wiped her butt in a long time and it caused him to gag a little.

“Whut’s guhin un,” Kyle struggled to say, his face crushed by Harley’s ass.

“Shush now sugar,” Harley said, “The fun’s about to begin.” A large growl erupted from her stomach. “Sounds like that last meal is kicking in,” she said. He suddenly realised what was about to happen and desperately tried to pull away. Unfortunately, he was unable to move even a little.

BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nothing could have prepared Kyle for Harley’s ass. The force of the fart blew his hair back and the smell that followed smelt was worse than a thousand regular farts. His efforts doubled to no avail.

“That tickles,” Harley said, another giggle escaping her lips. He began to cough violently and wanted to throw up but didn’t. Just as Kyle let out a cough, Harley placed her butthole right over his mouth. His eyes went wide as he realised what was going to happen. “That’s much more comfortable,” Harley said, placing her entire weight onto his face, forcing his mouth to open even more.

PPPPPPPPPSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!! PPPPSSSTTTTT!!!!! PPSSTT!!!

Harley let out three long and wet sounding farts directly in his mouth. Tears began to form in Kyle’s eyes. The taste was disgusting, worse than anything he had ever tasted before. Luckily for Kyle, Harley stood up at that point. “That was a nice starter,” she said, winking at him. “From now on, you’re going to do things willingly,” she continued. Kyle scoffed.

“You expect me to willingly do this kind of thing?” He exclaimed. Harley placed her hand on the handle of her hammer and began to stroke it.
“I imagine that this big ol’ hammer of mine might convince you,” she said, pressing her body against it. He gulped and nodded, causing her to squeal in excitement. She ran over to him and began to undo his ropes. The first thing he did was stretch, not having realised how stiff his muscles were.

“Thank goodness that’s over,” he whispered.

“Ahem.” He looked over to Harley who was bent over and pointing to her butt enthusiastically. Kyle gulped and looked around for a way of escaped. Unfortunately, his gaze fell upon the hammer and he realised the consequences of running. Slowly he got onto his hands and knees and crawled over to where Harley was stood. He took a deep breath before pressing his face between Harley’s cheeks. A moment later a strong smell hit him. He had to resist the urge to pull away as the smell burnt his nose. Harley began to waft her hand in front of her face. “That was a strong one sugar,” she laughed, “Maybe you should take a stronger whiff.” Kyle knew what she was demanding and knew he couldn’t say no. He took a deep sniff and a tear rolled down his face.

“Oh my God,” he whispered in a pained voice, closing his eyes. A snap made him open them again quickly. Harley had removed her underwear and her naked ass was now in front of him.

“I want you to lick it up,” she said, a more demanding tone clear in her voice. He slowly poked his tongue out and moved towards her butt. As he made contact, he once again had to prevent himself from throwing up. He began to lick. “That feels so good,” she said. She pulled away and he sighed in relief.

“It’s getting late,” she said, “You can continue in the morning.” The last thing Kyle saw before complete darkness was Harley picking up her hammer and bringing it swinging down towards him.