Demonic Great Sage (Impregnation Edition)

Gotham City is the type of place that people needed to be careful about walking the streets, as they could stumble upon a number of unsavory individuals which includes The Joker, a mentally insane man who resembles a clown; Catwoman, a cat-themed burglar who uses a collapsible whip; The Riddler, a criminal mastermind who leaves riddles behind at his crime scenes; and Bane, a supervillain who is known for his incredible strength and intelligence thanks to a super steroid drug known as Venom. And there's Killer Croc, a man with reptilian features who possesses superhuman strength and agility; Scarecrow, a master of fear who uses hallucinogenic chemicals to terrorize his victims; and Two-Face, a former district attorney who was disfigured in an accident and now struggles with his split personality.

But one of the most dangerous of all is Poison Ivy, who is known as Pamela Isley, a botanist-turned-misanthropic ecoterrorist with the ability to control all plant life. Empowered by an elemental force known as the Green, she lashes out against humanity, which brings her into conflict with Batman. Her appearance is striking, with green skin, long red hair, and a seductive demeanor that belies her lethal intentions. She has been seen operating in various parts of the city, using her control over plants to manipulate situations to her advantage.

Within a greenhouse that was covered in so much plants that if someone fell asleep and woke up, they think it was a jungle of sorts. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm glow onto the various flowers and foliage. The air was thick with humidity, and the scent of damp soil and growing things filled the air. Pamela Isley, better known as Poison Ivy, was sitting on a large rock, her long legs crossed, her green skin glistening in the dim light. She was wearing a loose fitting white tank top and a pair of tight fitting dark green shorts, the fabric of which was woven from a plant fiber. Her long red hair cascaded down her back, and she absently played with it as she looked around.

That's when she caught an odd smell. It was a mixture of peaches and something akin to a monkey's stench yet it didn't came from any of her plants. Her green eyes narrowed as she sniffed the air once more, trying to pinpoint the source of the scent. That's when she noticed that she was getting aroused, her heart racing and her breath quickening. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

Was this Batman's invention? No..Batman would use tranquilizer grenades to make her pass out, or a knock out gas to make her lose consciousness. This smell was different, more alluring, more arousing. This smell seemed to affect her on a primal level, triggering deep desires within her that she had never experienced before. Her heart raced, her breath quickened, and she felt a heat building up inside her core.

"What is this?" Pamela thought to herself, her confusion only heightening her arousal. The smell was intoxicating, driving her body to respond in ways she never thought possible. Her heart raced, her breath came in short, shallow gasps, and her skin tingled all over. She felt like she was on the brink of something incredible, something primal and animalistic.

Suddenly, she heard a loud crashing sound above her. The greenhouse had been invaded. Her heart raced even faster as she realized that it was not Batman, but someone else. She quickly used her control over plants to create a wall of thorns to block the entrance. As she waited for the intruder to reveal themselves, her arousal only increased. Her breath came in short, ragged gasps, and her skin tingled with anticipation.

That's when she bumped backwards into someone. Turning around, she saw a full grown man yet he had the features of a monkey yet his face resembles a human handsome man. His hair and fur was a golden blond color and his skin was smooth and flawless. His eyes were a piercing amber and his muscles bulged beneath his fur. His monkey-like tail swished back and forth behind him. He was standing there, his broad chest heaving as he looked at her with an intense gaze.

Pamela felt a surge of heat course through her veins as she looked at him. Her heart raced, her breath caught in her throat, and her body tingled with desire. "Who are you?" she managed to whisper, her voice thick with arousal. She hoped that if she kissed him with her poisonous lips, he would be under her control or at the very least, knocked out.

Leaning forward to kiss him, the strange monkey humanoid man seems unaffected by her poison lips. Instead, his golden fur brushes against her skin, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body. He looks deep into her eyes, his amber gaze intense and unyielding. "Poisoned kiss? That didn't do anything," he spoke, Poison Ivy realizing that he is immune to her usual tactics. "I dealt with much far worse since I am a sex demon known as Sun Wukong.. Guess you heard about my 'misadventures', Pamela."

Poison Ivy was surprised about that name, she heard stories from Harley Quinn about a sex demon that look like a humanoid monkey hybrid man who has supernatural strength, agility, and the ability to shape shift, and the fact that he probably impregnated women with his seed, giving birth to a new race of demonic monkey human hybrid. If she recalls correctly, she remembers seeing a strange baby bump on Harley Quinn's stomach one time and she made a remark about it. Maybe he impregnated Harley Quinn, if he did, the baby will be a handful for sure.

Poison Ivy looked down at his crotch, she froze. His cock was lot bigger than she had ever see on any man she had seduced or encountered. It was thick and long, like a tree trunk, and it was standing at full attention, the foreskin receding like a veil revealing the swollen head. Pamela felt her own body responding to the sight, her nipples hardening and her sex growing wet with desire. "I... I see," she managed to stammer. "So, you're immune to my poison."

The strange man chuckled, deep and throaty. "Yes, dear. I'm immune. But that doesn't mean I can't enjoy your company. In fact, I think I'm going to take you somewhere very special." He reached out and grabbed her by the waist, lifting her off the ground. Her body pressed against his, his hard length pressing against her stomach. "Come with me, my sweet, and I'll show you wonders beyond your wildest dreams."

Pamela felt nervous, wondering how his cock could possibly fit inside her, but at the same time she was beyond aroused. She let out a shiver of anticipation as he carried her out of the greenhouse and into the night. The stars twinkled above them, and the wind rustled through the trees. He took her to an abandoned building, once an old asylum before it was shutdown for budget reasons and the patients are moved to a different facility. The place was dark and foreboding, but somehow it only added to the erotic tension between them.

Entering a room that once served as an operating room for the asylum, Pamela was surprised to see Harley Quinn. "Oh, you're back, Mr King." Sun Wukong carefully placed Poison Ivy on an operating table, meant for patients to be strapped down and restrained. "And look who you brought with you, Pamela. This could be interesting... for all of us."

Wukong slowly stripped Poison Ivy out of her clothes, exposing her breast and cunt to the cool air of the room. Her body shuddered with desire as she felt his golden fur brush against her skin.

Poison Ivy could feel Wukong's cock thrust into her wet folds roughly. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced; he filled her completely, stretching her in ways she hadn't known were possible. She arched her back, moaning as he began to move inside her. Harley Quinn watched, her eyes wide with lust and curiosity.

"Oh yea, I did impregnate your friend." Wukong spoke, "Guess that Joker guy will get a surprise when she pops that little demonic monkey out of her. But it's a shame since she chose me." Wukong smiled at Harley gently before looking back at Pamela, who was in clear ecstasy from the feeling of his cock inside her.

He continued thrusting, his hips slapping against her ass as he held her down on the table. Poison Ivy felt herself losing control, her body writhing in response to his powerful movements. She looked over at Harley, who was now kneeling beside the operating table, her hands gripping the cold metal. Her eyes were glazed over with lust, and she moaned softly, watching the primal display before her. The movement of the infant in Harley's stomach was oddly alien, yet strangely arousing.

"O….oh…p…please…" Pamela moaned out, "Don't stop... don't ever stop... oh... god... it feels so... good... so right..." Her body trembled as she felt the strange man's massive cock thrust inside her, filling her up in a way she never thought possible. She arched her back, offering herself up to his relentless pace.

Wukong smirked, his white fangs glinting in the dim light. He could feel his release building inside of her, her tight walls gripping him with each thrust. He slowed his pace, savoring the feel of her body beneath him, her soft moans of pleasure filling the room. He reached down and roughly gripped her breast, pinching her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, causing her to arch her back even further.

Harley could feel her child kicking softly in the womb, its tiny limbs twitching and writhing against her own flesh. The sensation was both unsettling and arousing, a physical reminder of the power she held over her former lover. She closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of Wukong's rough hands on her body, the sounds of his grunts and Poison Ivy's moans filling the air around her.

Poison Ivy climaxed with a loud wail, her body shuddering violently as she was overcome with pleasure. Wukong followed suit, his powerful body tensing as he let out a growl of release, filling her with his hot seed. He collapsed onto her, his weight pinning her down to the cold operating table. She could feel his cock twitch inside her as it began to soften, but he didn't move. Harley could tell that he was savoring the moment, relishing the feeling of his flesh pressed against hers.

Wukong slowly regained his breath, still pressed against Poison Ivy. His chest rose and fell with each labored breath, the warmth of his body enveloping her. He lifted his head to look down at Harley, their eyes meeting in the dim light. There was a raw, primal desire in his gaze that made her heart race. She could feel the weight of his stare on her skin, as if he was branding her with his possessiveness.

Weeks had passed as both Harley and Poison Ivy were fucked by Wukong, both begged for Wukong's cock. They hoped Batman doesn't try to find them, as Wukong had assured them that no one would. Not even The Joker would try to find them, as Wukong had his ways to hide their presence.

Just like Harley Quinn, Pamela had became pregnant with Wukong's child. As the weeks went by, her body had changed drastically. Her stomach had swelled, her breasts had grown larger, and her hips had widened. She looked a poster girl for a pregnancy fetish magazine along with Harley. There's times that Harley will help Pamela with her breast, suckling on it to relieve the pressure. Pamela was moaning softly, feeling a twinge deep inside her.

There's some time that Wukong will fuck them, either Pamela or Harley, being gentle and careful. He would thrust slowly, feeling the warmth and tightness of their body as he plunged deeper and deeper inside them. He would bite their nipples, leaving a mark on their skin as a reminder of his possession. When he was inside Harley, he could feel the movement of the baby inside her, and it drove him even wilder. He would groan and moan, his hips thrusting harder, faster, his cock stretching her open as he filled her completely.

As the days turned into weeks and then into months, their lives settled into a twisted sort of routine. They would wake up to find Wukong already hard, his cock leaking pre-cum on their bodies. He would take them in turn, fucking them until they could no longer stand, their bodies spent and aching. And then he would roll off of them, letting them catch their breath as he went about his day, hunting for food or exploring the strange, dark city they had been brought to.

One night, Pamela could feel her cervix dilating, and she knew her time was near. She woke Harley, who had been sleeping soundly, her body still sore from their latest encounter with Wukong. "Harley, I think my water just broke," she whispered, her voice trembling with fear and anticipation. Harley sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes, and followed Pamela's gaze to the wet spot on the bed. She nodded, understanding.

They waited for Wukong, knowing that he would be there to help them through this. They listened to the sounds of the city outside, the distant roar of engines and the faint laughter of people enjoying their night. Finally, they heard the familiar click of Wukong's claws on the metal floor as he approached their room. He paused in the doorway, his eyes raking over their naked forms before focusing on Pamela who felt the infant's head emerging from the birth canal.

Pamela gritted her teeth hard like she's trying to hold something in. The pain was intense, but she knew she could do this. She glanced at Harley, who was watching her with a mixture of fear and admiration. Wukong stepped closer, his eyes never leaving them as he began to speak softly in his native tongue. It was a language they had yet to learn, but they could sense the intensity of his emotions as he spoke.

With a loud wail, Pamela felt the baby exit her birth canal with a wet, slippery ease. She collapsed back onto the bed, panting from the exertion, her body exhausted but triumphant. Harley moved forward, her hands trembling as she reached out to touch the small, wriggling form. She looked up at Wukong, tears welling in her eyes. "It's a boy," she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion.

Pamela felt the baby pressed on her breast, its tiny mouth finding purchase on her nipple. She looked down, marveling at the tiny fingers and toes, so delicate and perfect. Harley leaned forward, kissing the baby's forehead and cheeks, tears streaming down her face. "Oh, Wukong, he's so beautiful," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "You're going to be the best father." She reached to her belly, feeling the baby kick and move within her.