Batman chased down the jewel thief, a fat bastard who was running out of breath as they reached an ally. Eventually Batman was able to glide through the air and land in front of the man, scaring the masked fatman half to death.
"It's over, punk," Batman said in that dark, mysterious low voice. "Hand over the jewels and no one gets hurt."
The thief's terrified expression suddenly turned into a cocky grin as he removed his black mask and revealed his bearded face. "No one but you, Batbitch."
Before Batman could react, he was pushed top the ground as he felt something, or someone, instantly crush his back. A 350 pound thug seemed to be defeating the batman's strength, but soon he was able to lift himself up slightly. Before he could push the fat thug off his back, the one holding the jewels removed his shoes - which began to reek after all the running he did - and kicked Batman in the face. He rested his toes against Batman's exposed mouth and smiled.
"Good job," the 350 pound man on Batman's back said. "The boss'll be glad we caught us a bat, but we should break his new toy in a bit." The man whistled, and instantly Batman was surrounded by 15 fat thugs, wearing nothing but sweatpants and tank tops for the occasion.
"Alright guys, show no mercy," said the thug. "He never showed you any."
It was all a trick. There was no jewel theft, at least that wasn't what the thugs were after. They were after the Batman. They wanted to squash him beneath their butts and take him down as revenge. They wanted to humiliate him, and prove that all it took to bring this weakling to his knees was some farting, burping, and a good old-fashioned beatdown.
Batman retaliated, and was strong enough to break free. He stood up after knocking the 350 thug to the ground, and found himself in the middle of a ring of fat thugs. Batman grunted and ran to a thug, punching him in the face. He perfected this move once more with another thug, but he was immediately bashed by another fist. Soon he was punched again and again until he was back on the floor, spit flying from his mouth with each punch.
The thug who was knocked to the ground smiled at this opportunity. Batman tried to get up, but as his strong arms pushed him up from the ground, he saw two enormous, round, fat globes before him, and he soon saw the hole between them expanding as a powerful gas was released.
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTT!!
Batman's ears were filled with booming laughter along with ripping gas, then with his senses weakened by the manly ass stench, the thug used his bare ass to bash Batman's face, beating him senseless with his fat, smelly ass, while the rest of the thugs prepared to squash the bat with their fat bellies.
"Oh the boss is gonna have fun with you weakling," the man laughed as he belched in batman's face and got ready to . . .
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