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A Poisonous Appetite

Summary:

Poison Ivy mind-controls the patrons of a vegan resteraunt into allowing her to devour them one by one, as revenge for them making a meal out of her precious plants. Barbara Gordon, aka Batgirl swings in to stop her, but will she be able to thwart her gluttonous schemes, or will she be turned into fertilizer herself?

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Poison Ivy delighted in giving humans who harmed her precious plants a taste of their own medicine. The humans who poisoned plants with pollution would be given a dose of Ivy's venomous chemicals, for example. When it came to a fitting punishment for the humans who cruelly devoured plants for their own sustenance, Poison Ivy could only see one option. She would consume humans themselves, digesting them into nutrients for her, churning them up into fertilizer for her beloved babies.

Poison Ivy had no difficulty swallowing humans whole. Her body was mutated, so the limits of human physiology barely applied to her.

Her first target was a vegetarian restaurant in Gotham. Ironically for an environmentalist, she found meat-eaters far less distasteful than their vegan counterparts. At least they had the decency to consume other animals. Vegetarians, on the other hand, sustained themselves exclusively through beloved vegetation.

The doors to the restaurant exploded from their hinges, and went flying across the room, as Poison Ivy's vines smashed into them. As she entered, the vines formed a barrier around the doorway, preventing anyone from escaping. Everyone froze in fear almost immediately. The average Gothamite was familiar with the supervillains that tormented their city, so they all had a good idea of why Pamela was here, and what she was capable of.

Pamela scowled at the half-eaten meals that remained on the tables. "Humans are so cruel, eating my beautiful plants. I'll show you what it's like to be violently consumed."

Poison Ivy turned to her first would-be victim, a rather skinny young man in a knitted cap. She blew into her hand, sending a cloud of yellow-green pollen directly into his nose. This pollen had a hypnotic effect, and immediately made the man subservient to her.

"Come closer," the redhead said seductively. The rest of the restaurant was still paralyzed. They knew that there was nothing they could do.

The dazed man walked up to her, until he was inches away from her face.

"Perfect. Now, stand still. And when I open my mouth...you come inside."

She unhinged her jaw, and the man immediately leaned forward, shoving his head into her elongated mouth. She ran her tongue over his face. She had never gotten a chance to taste a human before, and his flavor was rather intriguing. Poison Ivy began to swallow, letting the man travel gently gradually down her throat. His enthrallment made everything much easier. He didn't resist, in fact, he assisted with the swallowing process, using his hands to push against her throat, driving him closer to his destination of her stomach. Her throat bulged, her green flesh outlining the man's form as he slid down her gullet. Her chest expanded to accommodate him, as he made his way into his final destination. Finally, she let out a loud, and unladylike belch, her open mouth sending a green cloud of gas into the air.

*BUUUUUUUUrrrrrrrrpppp*

She patted her gurgling gut, which was now swollen and rigid, jutting out several feet in front of her with the now-squirming body of her victim. Her stomach acids caused the hypnotic pollen to wear off. Her prey instantly panicked, punching and kicking against the walls of her gut. This only resulted in more burps, and several barely-noticeable bulges along the surface of her ballooning belly.