A Poisonous Appetite WIP Preview

Contains F/Multi samesize vore

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?

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.

Her outfit exposed her pale-green midriff, allowing everyone to see her stretched, spherical stomach. Poison Ivy rubbed it lovingly, savoring every one of her victim's pointless struggles.

"You humans are so delicious. I don't know why you don't just eat each other instead." she said, practically groaning as she continued stroking her gut. Her belly was rather noisy now, filling the restaurant with guttural gurgling and the muffled, panic screams of her prey.

Everyone was utterly horrified. It was difficult to shock a Gothamite, as they had to share the same city with people like The Joker, but watching Poison Ivy casually devour the other patrons whole was enough to rattle even the most jaded person in the restaurant.

"So, who's *UUUUUUUUUUUURP* next?" she said, lazily fingering her deep navel. "I'm nowhere near full yet."

Barbara Gordon didn't mean to answer Pamela's question as she came crashing through the rooftop. She knew that it was Poison Ivy she would be confronting, and her cowl had shown that there was some enormous organic mass within the building. She had assumed that it was one of Pamela's plant creatures, so she was entirely unprepared for what she was about to see. 

She caught the green-skinned villainess just as she finished devouring another civilian, causing her already massive green gut to swell and double in size, sagging somewhat under the weight of its twin prey as she belched once again. 

*BHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURPH!!!*

Batgirl was utterly horrified, as she watched Pamela's prey squirming from within, and heard their terrified cries for help as Ivy's mind-controlling spores wore off, and they were suddenly made aware that they were trapped in the villain's huge, groaning gut, awaiting immanent digestion. 

"This is sick, even for you, Pamela," Barbara said in disgust. She was furious, and wanted to do anything she could to help Pamela's prey escape her toxic, gurgling green gut, but for the first time in a while she was left utterly frozen in fear. Nothing in her training had prepared her for this.

Though, as a matter of fact, it wasn't the fear that had frozen her, but the inhalation of Ivy's new spores, which were especially potent and which her cowl wasn't designed to filter. 

"Poor bat," the bloated villainous said, gut heaving and bobbing with her prey trapped inside as she sauntered up to the helpless heroine, who was kept rooted in place by her mind-controlling spores. "Don't worry, I won't be eating you right away. Once you've watched me devour everyone else in this restaurant, then I'll devour you. I always like to save the best for last." 

Apparently Pamela's spores had left Barbara with control over everything above her shoulders, just so she could get some sadistic glee out of watching her scowl and cry out in horror as she was helpless to do anything about the green skinned glutton's eating spree. Indeed, she could only say "I won't...let you get away with this!" through gritted teeth as Pamela summoned another entranced restaurant patron to feed themselves to her. 

''It's a good thing I have you all under mind control," she said, as she opened her mouth wide enough to accommodate the full-grown woman before her. "A few more meals and I'll be too big to move."