Pamela Isley, aka the infamous Poison Ivy, was not used to being surprised or caught off guard, especially when it came to plant life. In fact, the eco-terrorist was used to being the one who caught people by surprise… especially when it came to planet life. And so, when she first caught wind of random plants growing in strange parts of Gotham, Ivy had to admit, she was a little confused.

After all, one would assume such plants were her doing. They were not. More than that, when Ivy finally got a chance to examine some of this mysterious plant life, she discovered something truly remarkable… it was pure. By this point, even the plant life that Ivy cultivated could not be said to be truly pure. Every inch of the Earth had been touched by man-made pollution in some way by now.
 
Not this though. Not this new plant life. Instead, they were growing unpolluted, and most importantly of all, were proving to be incredibly resistant to the pollutants that saturated every inch of Gotham City. It was insane. It was impossible. It was… amazing.
 
So yes, Ivy had followed the path of the strange new plants like they were a trail of breadcrumbs. Until finally, she found herself in an abandoned warehouse down by the docks. And inside…
 
“Ooooh yeah Mistah B! Give it to me! Fuck your Harley nice and deep!”
 
“Bweh!”
 
Poison Ivy finds herself flushing at what she’s now witnessing. Her and Harley Quinn had a… strange sort of friendship. She’d basically taken the other villainess in once or twice while the Joker was in Arkham. However, no matter how Ivy tried to convince Harley otherwise, it felt like the female clown always went running back to that bastard.
 
So then why had Ivy stumbled upon Harley bouncing up and down on a red-skinned monster’s cock like there was no tomorrow, while he pulled on her pigtails like a pair of handlebars? Blushing, Ivy bites her lower lip, a little… confused by what she’s seeing and how it’s making her feel.
 
If it were a human man, she would be disgusted of course. She hated men with a burning passion. But while the creature is definitely male, it’s also decidedly not human. But more than that… Ivy’s eyes slide around the warehouse and after a moment she blinks.
 
The place is plants starting to sprout up everywhere. And as the red monster lets out another inhuman cry and Harley squeals while he cums inside of her, droplets of his seed wind up spraying all over the ground. Ivy watches, her own powers allowing her to sense how that strange monster cum is seeping through the concrete floor of the warehouse and finding a place to put down roots anyways.
 
He’s the source. He’s the one making all of that unpolluted plant life. Harley… has stumbled across quite a treasure.
 
“Oh! Hey Ivy, whatcha doin’ here?”
 
Ivy is the one who stumbles at that, having been caught peeping. The villainess quickly gets herself under control however, managing to appear cool, calm, and collected as she saunters forward.
 
“Harley. Care to introduce me to your friend?”
 
“Oh! Yeah, this is Boko! Hey, don’t hurt him though okay? He’s a good one!”
 
Yes, she wouldn’t hurt him. Even still, she needed to study him, to figure out where his strange powers were coming from. In truth, Hylia’s blessings had made Boko the Bokoblin an unwitting conduit for purification and life magic. But Ivy had no way of knowing that.
 
“I won’t hurt your new friend Harley… but I do need run some tests on him. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but his seed… it seems capable of creating new life, specifically new plant life that’s completely untouched by man-made pollution.”
 
Harley blinks. She might be crazy, but she’s still very smart. Her eyes flicker around them, noticing all of the places where Boko’s cum has made plants sprout up even in these inhospitable conditions. Then, her eyes dart to Boko’s massive throbbing cock, still leaking precum even though he just came. Finally, she looks to Ivy… and beams.
 
“Of course! Come on over and milk him to your heart’s delight, Ivy~”
 
What? Ivy flushes at the offer, hesitating for a moment.
 
“That’s not… s-surely he wouldn’t just let me do that.”
 
But Boko just tilts his head to the side.
 
“Bweh?”
 
Like he’s saying ‘why wouldn’t he let her do that’ or something. Blushing hard, Ivy finds herself slowly walking over, her nostrils flaring as she takes in more of his scent.
 
“W-Well… if it’s alright then…”
 
With a proper sample of Boko’s cum, she might be able to reverse engineer it’s magnificent properties. And then she would be able to recreate the same pure plant life that his seed could create.
 
Dropping to her knees, one of the most domineering and abrasive villainesses in all of Gotham… proceeds to wrap her lips around Boko’s cock and begin sucking him off without a word of complaint. Harley watches this with a wide grin for a moment, before leaning down to kiss Boko on his wide mouth, their tongues swapping spit as Ivy bobs up and down on the monstrous dick in front of her.
 
Every ounce of precum that hits Ivy’s tongue drives the villainess a little wilder. She can feel it now… all of the nature energy and life energy contained within him. She doesn’t think that Boko himself is the source though. It’s almost like he’s a conduit for the power or something. Just as Ivy herself has sometimes felt like she’s a conduit for the Nature of Planet Earth.
 
Getting more and more aroused, Ivy can’t hold herself back much longer. Her plant-based outfit peels off of her body with a single thought, revealing her beautiful, voluptuous, green form. Pulling her lips off of Boko’s cock with a pop, the plant controller plops back onto her ass and spreads her legs wide, before using her fingers to pull open her pussy lips in an eager invitation.
 
“Fuck me! Fuck me Boko! I need it! I need your cock inside of me!”
 
Harley giggles, while Boko just blinks his big inhuman eyes for a moment. And then…
 
“Gwah!”
 
Surging forward, he proceeds to plant his spit-polished monster cock right inside of Ivy’s sopping wet cunt. It had been years since any man had had their way with the beautiful red head without it being a ploy to poison and kill them. She used her body like a weapon just as she used her plants and most men had learned that she was as deadly as she was beautiful.
 
Not Boko though. For the first time in forever, Ivy finds herself shouting with joy and glee as she’s fucked by Harley’s new pet monster. She cries out, moaning happily as he thrusts into her pussy again and again. Harley, meanwhile, hugs Boko for a moment longer before finally leaving his side so she can lay down beside Ivy. She leans in close, cuddling up against the other villainess and giggling as she watches Boko fuck Ivy silly.
 
“Liking that, Ivy? Do you like Mistah B’s big fat cock busting up your insides like that?”
 
“F-Fuck… nnngh, why is it so GOOD?!”
 
“Hehe, that’s a Boko Special! He drives all da girls wild! Even made Batgirl go gaga over his cock!”
 
Ivy’s eyes widen at that knowledge. Even that bitch of a vigilante had dropped to her hands and knees for an Alpha Chad like Boko. It made sense though. The amount of life energy coursing through Boko was off the charts. Any woman would fall for his ‘charm’, in the end. Just like Ivy herself had.
 
Tossing her head back, Poison Ivy cries out in ecstasy as she explosively climaxes all over Boko’s cock. She moans up a storm, even as he groans in pleasure from her pussy walls tightening along his shaft.
 
“Gweh!”
 
He’s getting close, she can feel it. And in that moment, Ivy knows better than most what’s going to happen if he cums inside of her.
 
“D-Do it! Fill me up, Boko! Breed me like the big, fat dicked stallion you are!”
 
Even Harley’s mouth drops open when she hears those words pass from Ivy’s lips. But Ivy doesn’t care… and neither does Boko. With one last growl, he proceeds to cum inside of her, filling her womb with his seed. In that moment, Poison Ivy knows two things beyond a shadow of a doubt. Number One, she’s got a good feel for Boko’s special brand of life and nature energy at this point, and she CAN duplicate it from now on.
 
And Number Two… he for sure just knocked her up. Her fertile fields have been sowed by Boko’s virile seed. She doesn’t have to wait to miss her period or for a positive pregnancy test. She’s going to give birth to… to something that comes from Boko’s loins.
 
One would expect Ivy to be enraged by this thought given her history. But she’s not. She’s immensely turned on instead, panting heavily as Boko slowly draws his cock out of her cunt.
 
Without missing a beat, Harley crawls over to begin sucking her monster lover’s cock clean… and that, unfortunately, proves to be Boko the Bokoblin’s undoing.
 
Unbeknownst to either villainess, Ivy had been followed here… by an angry Joker, who had escaped from Arkham only to find that he couldn’t locate his pet harlequin. Using Ivy as an unwitting hunting hound, he’d followed the plant controller to this warehouse and watched with a quiet snigger as the infamous man-hater let herself be fucked silly by a monster of some sort.
 
But then… seeing his Harley, his woman, so gleefully sucking Boko off… that prompted Joker to act. Pulling up his deadliest weapon, the Clown Prince of Gotham lines up the shot… and hits Boko the Bokoblin with a Phantom Zone Gun, causing the red-skinned monster to disappear in a single instant.
 
On Boko’s end, this isn’t too bad because he’s immediately scooped up by Hylia before he can even make it to the Phantom Zone, filled as it is with all sorts of nasty bad guys. The Goddess sends Boko on to another world with a happy pet of his big bulbous head and a few cooed words.
 
However, back in Gotham, in that abandoned warehouse… both Harley and Ivy are frozen in place, eyes wide as Boko is taken from them right before their eyes. Harley immediately jumps to her feet, staring at the Joker as he steps out of the shadows with a sneering grin.
 
“NO! What did ya do, Mistah J?!”
 
The Joker just cackles, preparing to launch into some sort of misogynistic speech about how Harley was his and his alone. But before he can say a word, Poison Ivy is on her feet, the plant controller apoplectic with rage.
 
“YOU UTTER FOOL!”
 
Hopped up on life and nature magic from the Goddess Hylia, Poison Ivy acts purely on instinct. She wants to hurt Joker, and normally you would say that such things aren’t made for hurting. But there is one way in which all of her power will let her hurt Joker… some might even argue it’s the worst thing she can do to him, in fact.
 
Poison Ivy turns the Joker sane. She hits him with a wave of magic, not even knowing what she’s doing until his rictus of a grin drops off his face and he suddenly looks horrified by his own actions. The phantom zone gun falls from his hands as he begins to cradle his face, all of his crimes catching up with him. He was a monster and now he has to actually accept that he was a-
 
CRACK! CRACK!
 
The man previously known as the Joker screams in agony and pain suddenly as Harley goes for a more direct route of punishment… and breaks both of his kneecaps with her hammer. Leaving him sobbing on the floor of the warehouse, his legs twisted at odd angles and his now sane mind beset by everything he’s ever done and all the people he’s hurt, Harley and Ivy come together, with Harley scooping up the Phantom Zone Gun.
 
“Think we can get him back, Ivy?”
 
Tilting her head to the side, Ivy grunts for a moment before shrugging.
 
“No clue. But I doubt we can do it in Gotham. And besides… I want to explore this connection to nature more.”
 
Harley perks up at that, her eyes alight with glee as the woman shows how mentally unstable she is by going from grief stricken, to enraged, to suddenly excited in basically three minutes flat.
 
“Oooh! Road Trip! I love a good road trip!”
 
Ivy hums before shrugging her shoulders.
 
“Sure. Road Trip.”
 
And so the two villainesses walk off together, leaving the man who was once the Joker to his suffering. They haven’t given up on getting Boko back… but it certainly won’t be happening anytime soon.
 
Meanwhile, as for Boko himself… well, his story is far from over. In fact, some would say it’s just getting started.