This will be the Arkham City version of Harley
The night is young, and the moon is full. Tonight's a good night to go on patrol. Your speed, strength, and healing factor get a boost when the moon is full. The city's been unusually quiet tonight. Uknown to you, Harley has her eyes on you, the predator is about to become the prey. Your name is Kyore, a man that can transform into a werewolf at will, the urges are the thing you haven't mastered yet... When you transform, you can do it one of two ways. The more apelike bipedal form you use when you need a big strength boost, and the stealthier quadrapedal form that's alot quicker and looks kinda like a big wolf, you can pass for a Husky in this form, allowing for deep infiltration. That's why you're one of the best vigilantes in Gotham. You're alot less noticible in Husky- wolf form... So you decide to do your patrol on foot. You scan the horizon, nothing will distract your laser focus... A small red dot appears on the ground. You swat at it with your paw, but it's alot faster than it looks, it even got on top of your paw without you seeing it move. The dot moves and you follow it. After chasing it for a few feet it stops on top of a pair of mismatched boots, one red, one black. You look up and see none other than Harley Quinn, laser pointer in hand, smiling down on you. Well aren't you just the cutest little doggy! I could use a pet to keep me company. I've been awfully lonely lately... And of those damned goons try to flirt with me constantly... Harley snaps a collar on your neck and attaches a leash to it. Cmon, I got things to do and people to kill! Harley leads you around for a while before bringing you to the old church.
The Old Church
Alright. We're alone, go ahead and transform back into a human Kyore. What? How do you know who I am? How many Huskies do you think there are in Arkham City anyway? A place where only criminals live. Most of them psychotic and out of their right mind. Point taken. You transform back into your human form. Not as cute a Mista J. But, you'll do. And you can be my pet when I feel like it, so that's a plus. What makes you think that just cause you're hot I'll do everything you say? Harley only smiles at you. True as that may be, I had another way of controlling you... Harley begins to unzip her boots... After her boots are off, you can see that she has mismatched socks too, one red, one black. You wouldn't mind giving me a foot massage would you? But you're a villain... of course I will... you say as your fetish smacks your common sense in the face and tells it to go stand in the corner. You sit cross legged in front of Harley and pull her feet onto your lap. You begin to gently rub her left foot, while her right foot finds its way up to your face and pinches your nose with its toes. This causes you to involuntarily start to peel Harley's sock off. She responds by using your lips to get her other sock off. She proceeds to put both of her newly bare feet on your face and rub them around a bit...
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