Harley approaches her mark in an alley while he wanders through, scrounging for valuables. She saunters up, her huge ass wobbling in her tights, acting friendly and circling the white haired teen with her hands on his shoulders. She flirts, and teases him, ‘subtly’ focusing his attention on her backside as she draws closer to him. Embracing Wolf, she allows him to place his hands around her ass, squeezing the plush fat while she breathes hotly into his face and gives him a view of the wet tunnel behind her black lipstick.

Slowly, she licks around his face, before pressing her lips forward over his head-achingly slow in her advances, he almost doesn’t realize what’s happening when his head pops into her throat. From there, his shoulders follow suit, and the rest of his body slides into her belly in under a minute-clearly practiced in bolting down meals by this point. Harley’s belly sags off her middle, but her costume holds-the sloping weight immediately producing a deafening BUUUUWOOOOOOO-ORLP!

She rubs over her distended belly, feeling the form inside wriggle in confusion at his surrounding before going about her day; mugging random strangers with her usual buoyancy, sitting on some of them with her enormous backside, burping into other’s faces from the same wet blackness Wolf descended into-before finally, her guts had worked enough of Wolf into her bowels that he needed to be taken care of.

By this point, another struggling victim had taken Wolf’s place in her stomach-the forth today, two others having joined Wolf in Harley’s intestines already-so while the bottom of her belly bulged with digested remains, the top was still a flurry of movement begging for release. Admittedly, both ends were begging for release-just of a different sort; the pressure in her rear end insistent now, as she crouched low and removed her tights from the mountainous globes they covered.

The thrashing in her stomach took on a different nature once it’s inhabitant realized what exactly their host had hunkered down for; Harley herself paid no mind to the extra movement, certain in her knowledge that it would only lead to the very event she was in the midst of enjoying, regardless. From between her immense pale cheeks, dark logs of refuse were evicted from their residence-contrasting against her light skin, waves of smooth debris poured from her backside onto the pavement. Blepping her tongue from between her lips, Harley smiled at the pleasant sensation of dumping the three of them; their bodies broken down and rendered into amusing toys for the plus-sized jester to dispose of-bones an’ all, just boulders in an ever flowing river.

The three skulls that exited had her squeezing her belly in pleasure at the stretched feeling. The tide of shit vacating her insides had reduced the size of her gut so that it no longer pressed against the ground, only now hugging her thighs as she squated above the growling pile that tumbled forth from her tract.

A dry gust flew from her backside with a cheeky toot when she finished up, the remains of three citizens stacked behind her, with a fourth well on their way to joining them. Harley spared a moment of consideration for her final passenger,

‘Just you an’ me now, cutie!’ A lurid gurgle issued from her, now soft, midsection; the occupant having long since liquified, early into her disposal of her earlier meals.

‘Oh! Well, I guess just me then~’ she remarked, before shrugging and sauntering off-humungous ass cheeks wobbling every which way...

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This image of my favorite DC character (I would have said ‘comic book’, but she’s actually from the cartoon show) was done up as a Patreon reward by  FallenArt It’s pretty interesting to see a traditionally cartoon character depicted in a more detailed and realistic style, and I think it came out pretty well! And, of course-I’m always a fan of an enormous backside like hers~

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