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(My first transformation story
I'm fairly new to writing story's
so feedback comments, and constructive criticism are welcome)
(Summary)
Harley has had it up to here with Joker treating her like his own personal punching bag
and takes her revenge in a unexpected way.. but things take a unexpected funny turn.
It started out as just another night in Gotham city.
Harley was seeing Joker gazing
at a random citizen with murderous glee.
"Oh Harley would you be a dear and pass me the mini hand grenade launcher
I'm gonna blast this suckers head clean off of his shoulders heh".
Sure thing pudding, I could've sworn you said earlier that
you've killed enough people already tonight
remember you blew up the soccer stadium full of people just an hour ago? ".
Joker just glared at her.
" Harley.. You know better that one thousand citizen deaths isn't enough.
"But-"
"Hush it, now Just hand over my gun and make it snappy."
"Sure thing boss," Harley Quinn saluted, her hand trembling.
Unhooking her handbag from her shoulders
she rummaged through its contents before blindly handing over something to Joker.
The pale skinned maniac stepped in front of the man, blocking the
only escape route in the cold lonely alleyway.
"Tonight's your big night.. you get to go out with a big bang my friend,
with a very special goodbye from this lethal. deadly. hand grenade launcher!."
The young man was terrified at first, until
he actually saw what Joker was pointing at him.
" a banana?, that's not even remotely scary clown
Gee and to think that you were Gothams number one villain
I'm out of here.".
He sped off as fast as his legs could carry him
Just before Joker was about to kill him some other way.
Now with no victim to kill
Joker turned his full furious attention on his hench girl.
Harley grinned sheepishly at him
realising now her terrible mistake.
She found herself then being hauled back to the hideout
by the ears of her black and red jester cap.
"I am so in the doghouse now". She muttered to herself in spite of the pain of her
Blonde hair being yanked from under the fabric.
She wanted to slap herself silly for this third idiotic error
First she trips the fire alarm while in the middle of a bank heist.
Second, she cracks the the rear view mirror of the car after only trying to adjust it, which earns her a broken nose from Jokers fist
and finally third, she gives Joker
a frigging piece of fruit, thinking it was his most trusted weapon.
Harley was so deep into thought
she hadn't even seen yet that she was already back at the hideout.
Her flashbacks of guilt were abruptly interrupted
by the sounds of Jokers brazen shouting.
he just couldn't hold in his rage any longer.
"HARLEY!!",
hearing her name being screamed that way
always froze her cold with terror.
She spun around,
hearing deep heavy breathing.
Joker came right at her, his twisted face marked
with a scowl.
"Y-you gave a the banana, when I told you loud and clear
to give hand me the grenade launcher."
Harley whimpered in fear.
"You stupid thoughtless incompetent complete utter joke of a Hench girl!." He bellowed.
"I'm- I'm sorry it was a honest mistake please calm down pudding."
Harley Quinn begged with wide eyes and sweated profusely.
She could see that Joker's blazing green eyes were locking on to her
like a loaded up pistol about ready to fire a bullet of pure rage.
she squeaked in fear knowing he was more then capable of just giving her a
mere spanking he could very well murder her if he chose to
and there was even a chance it could happen today.
"Pudding please
it was just a little accident
there's no need to be angry about it".
Joker trembled and shook
grinding his clenched teeth together.
"Angry?.. I'll give you Angry!", he snarled, rearing back his arm.
Harley brought her hands up to her face
to protect herself, she knew what was coming.
Joker tightly clenched his fist
to do extra damage.
With terrifying speed a flash of a white fist smashed
into her vulnerable soft face, the force of the punch flung her to the ground.
Harley sobbed in the pain from her face and especially in her heart
she kept her eyes to the floor
refusing to look at Jokers cruel eyes.
Joker cracked his knuckles,
preparing to do it again.
And he did.
After 3 more painful rounds of being slugged in the face
by Joker, Harley collapsed to the floor, spitting up blood.
Joker stared down at her
his pale face lacking any kind of remorse.
Harley would've normally run off into her room, sobbing and crying loudly
or submitting to Joker and doing what ever he tells her to do.
Not this time she would.
She staggered and got to her feet
facing him.
Her now black bruised eyes
held a hint of slight bravery, despite them also
being filled with tears and painfully aching.
"I thought you cared for and loved me and didn't mean to hurt me
but now I see that its not true your nothing but the sick twisted monster
everyone says you are".
that manipulates, kills and tortures.. All just for his selfish needs,"
she said, her tone soft and calm.
For a moment Jokers face remained with the
same unremorseful expression then he flashed her a cruel smirk.
"Oh Harley don't you realize how incredibly gutless you just sounded
every time I slap you around you say that kind of rot
and yet despite all that what do you do?, you come crawling back to me begging for my love and forgiveness".
To Harley those words were like utensils being scraped on a ceramic plate.
scratchy and irritating.
She growled and ran into her room, slamming and locking the door behind her
to keep Joker out.
Now in the safety and comfort of the bedroom
she started thinking about every little word he just said to her and her miserable life with him.
she glanced over to her bedside table and spotted something that she forgot she had stolen that can replace Jokers abusive nature with something totally different.
"Oh yeah I forgot I had this". She said picking it up and blowing off the dust.
she thought for a moment then began smiling in a devious way.
"I know exactly who will be my first test subject."
Joker raised a brow when he saw the door
to the bedroom begin to open.
Harley Quinn stepped out from behind there holding something behind her back.
"I need to tell you something Mister J".
Joker crossed his arms,
he could not believe that Harley would recover so fast
from one of his punches.
"I really don't care Harley".
"But I need to tell you,".
"Still don't care".
"it's important".
He breathed in deeply from his nose in annoyance feeling he had no choice but to listen to her otherwise she would continue demanding.
Ever since our precious hyenas were taken from us I've been wanting to get a dog."
Joker rolled his eyes, he always found Bud and Lou her two hyenas to be really annoying especially when he got fleas from them or they slobbered over his face and had to give them walks, he knew having a dog around would be no different.
He put his hands on his hips.
"Well that's just too bad because were not getting a stupid dog, not even if you got down on your knees and begged like one, it ain't happening no no no zip zero zilch nada got it.
Harley stood her ground stroking her secret weapon behind her
she had a feeling that's what he would say.
"Oh ho-ho yes I am getting a dog Mister J and if I can't just buy one from the pet store or a decent breeder or the shelter I'll have to make one myself", she said confidently.
Joker couldn't believe that Harley would talk back to him like this
it was really starting to irk him.
And just how do you think your going to do that hmm".
"Oh I'll show you how," Harley Quinn then pulled out from behind her what looked like a grey and purple gun.
Joker didn't even flinch.
"Oh so that's what your gonna do put a bullet in my brain and then replace me with a flea bitten dog".
"Absolutely not Mister J it's a special different kind of gun to the lethal ones
I got it from a laboratory as I've heard it's useful
to use on men who don't respect their partners I'll demonstrate it right now.. on you". Harley replied back aiming the gun at him.
Joker fumed there was no way he was gonna let her use him as a test subject he stepped forward to take it from her. "Harley when I take that thing out of your hands your going to wish you never came out of that room".
He wanted to just about straight up kill her when he ripped it from her hands but he had no chance as Harley Quinn quickly pulled the trigger from between her fingers.
"No bad mister J!", She snapped as a dart from the gun was fired into the middle region of his neck.
"OW!," yelled out Joker stumbling backwards as he felt the sharp shooting pain.
he yanked out the pointy ended object from the flesh of his neck.
"You are so dead!", He screamed as he lunged forward to snatch the gun from her
Harley trembled for a moment then stood up tall
"Sit!".
Without any hesitation he obeyed and sat on the ground. "What the hell did I do that for?".
Harley Quinn smiled with delight as her abuser that she had put up with for many years was obeying her for once instead of the other way around.
"Uh oh look who's in the dog house now heh heh".
As much as he hated this
Jokers mind would not allow him to get out of his sitting position for the time being.
"Harley explain to me right now why you got me sitting on the floor like a dumb dog!."
"Of course I'll explain Mister J but only because your being such a good boy doing that for me".
He felt stunned then furious as he was looking at his legs still planted on the ground.
How dare she talk to him like that, like he was her pet or something
he wanted to strangle her for saying that.
"Don't call your boy I don't belong to you!", he yelled.
"You still want me to tell you what's going on ?".
"Yes!".
"Okay here's the thing Mister J for years I've always wanted you to be kind and caring to me but you never were therefore I'm now gonna make you kind and caring myself the only way I can".
"And just how do you think you are gonna accomplish that?", Joker shot back.
"By changing you into a dog".
Jokers eyes widened briefly as the word sweet and dog echoed in the crevices of his mind
it all made sense now to him
Harley was simply trying to get back at him for what he did.
"Oh I see what's going on here, your going to punish me for mistreating you by forcing me to behave like I'm your dog is that it", Joker said in a condescending tone getting up.
Harley grinned, "stay Mister J".
To his shock Joker again listened to her command due to the instincts of a dog running through his brain and stayed put and kept his feet glued to the floor.
Feeling something wrong with his skin
Joker started looking down at the surfaces of his hands.
He was so itchy there.
It felt as though millions of tiny insects were crawling
just beneath the surface of his tender flesh under the soft fabric of his gloves.
Tearing them off quickly he found the source of the itchiness, copious amounts of bristly white hairs protruding from the pores of his skin.
The Joker wasn't convinced though
he was quick to think that these hairs were phoney.
"This is a bad joke right
these hairs are fabric aren't they!", he said to himself picking them out and examining them, feeling the smoothness of the strands.
"It's not a joke pudding and the hairs aren't phoney", Harley said.
Bending down she glanced at his feet.
She knelt down to pull off his black dress shoes
and his white socks from his feet till were bare.
Like tossing away worthless garbage.
She threw them both to the side
Joker was rather annoyed at her doing that.
"How dare you
those shoes and socks of mine aren't trash!".
"They are now", Harley replied back.
He groaned with resentment.
His ears were picking up the sound of crackling bones
coming from his left foot, popping and crunching, changing
the shapes of his two feet.
Seeing what was happening down there
spoke more to him then words ever could.
Joker let out a piercing yell of shock
as realisation with the force of a course slap hit him hard.
"So Harley was right, I am indeed going to become a dumb dog",
he would never get out of this, it was now official.
Joker was going to
become a dog and be Harley's pet.
His life was about to change,
quite possibly forever.
No more causing mass chaos, destruction genocide or death
no more going head to toe with batman
which he would hate the most, considering how much he enjoyed tussling with him.
on the plus side though there would be no more stays at Arkham asylum
which would be at least one positive thing from being a dog.
He wouldn't be eating the proper way no more
and especially not using utensils, cups and glasses.
Instead of a fine tall glass of wine or a hot cup of coffee
he'd just be drinking plain old boring water
And as for eating food, Cold disgusting slop poured into a steel bowl
on the filthy ground would be the only thing on the menu with maybe the
occasional piece of steak or chicken if lucky.
Using his Joker toxin on people still?,
no way he'd be fetching Lichen covered sticks for Harley as a hobby instead.
Being forced to wear a lead
when out of the hideout was a given.
But the worst of all for him would be having to go to the bathroom in public
He shuddered at just the mere thought.
Black puffy looking blotches were soon materialising their way out through the soles of his pale feet merging themselves together to form one large heart shape then
under his toes little ones were forming too.
One shocking look left him with no doubt he was growing dog paw pads.
"Awww look at your little paws". Harley cooed as she prodded and poked them feeling their bumpy texture.
His dark green toe nails were darkening also and elongating to become dirty black claws.
Joker growled bitterly looking at what had become of his feet
he cursed Harley with dirty words under his breath for doing this to him.
"You won't effing hate me though when your fully a dog you'll love me and want to be with me all the time", she said holding his hand as it was shifting into a paw.
Joker smacked her hand away baring his teeth.
"I'll neverrrrraaarrrr love ARF! you!! you can grrrrrr burn in hell!".
Harley frowned.
"Bad dog no yelling". She snapped, hoisting up the newspaper she had in her hand over his head, ready to hit him with it.
Joker didn't see it coming.
Feeling the impact of its thick papery surface make hard contact with his scalp
Joker let out a pained yelp reminiscent of a injured dog.
Harley watched him with only the tiniest bit of pity
due to what he did to her earlier.
She rubbed his sore head as his more pointed ears gradually inched up higher sliding to the back of his head.
"Oh so I'm sorry my boy but I did it for your own good," she said as she continued stroking his soft green hair gently as his instincts were becoming more like that of a canine.
That feels so nice- wait what am I thinking?.
He certainly did not like this, not one bit.
Joker was now having difficulty fighting off the new dog urges losing a bit of self control when he let his tongue slide out from behind his yellow teeth.
creamy fur was all over his face, cheeks, and chin there was even some sprouting from his forehead.
"Oh my you look like a yeti".
'Shut ARF! up".
Joker began frantically scratching at his legs and face and cheeks as if that would remove all the hairs.
He was enormously itchy from all of it sticking out of his flesh
his eyes drifted down and got just the slightest glimpse of his tongue.
It was hanging right out of his mouth.
Having seen dogs panting up close he knew exactly what he was doing.
He slurped it back in with shock quickly as his face was flushing red with embarrassment.
Joker was still finding it hard to take in that this was his fate.
"This is RARF-really happening I'm gonna become a ARF!-dog what a joke on me".
"Yes you are Mister J" Harley nodded.
She then began to wonder what breed of dog her pudding would become as he was barking.
"come on pudding just let your tongue go out I don't see any point in fighting it when your gonna be a dog anyway."
"No, no don-don't, fight it fight it you idiot don't become a dog like she wants
keep your hideous new tongue in your mouth where it belongs,".
Joker grabbed a hold of the long floppy pink tongue and tried shoving it back into his mouth only for it to fall right out again.
He just couldn't believe it, him the clown of prince of crime with the gross looking tongue of a dog, an animal he loathed.
What next, the forked tongue of a snake or super long purple tongue of a giraffe?.
"I see your trying to resist the changes in your mind". Harley sighed as she took a dog biscuit out from her pocket, she let out a piercing whistle to get his attention.
Joker lifted his head up hearing the sound, he saw the tasty looking treat in Harley's hand and couldn't take his eyes off it.
Harley was smiling as she could see his nose widening and starting to turn black and leathery.
His tongue dropped down over his teeth and again he started panting, this time in anticipation of the dog biscuit.
"Aww you look so cute", Harley Quinn laughed in delight at the sight of her abuser panting dumbly.
In one side of his mind Joker was dying of humiliation while the other side which was the dog side just told him to accept panting as natural canine behaviour.
"You want the treat Mister J you want it?," Harley said waving it excitedly in front of his quivering black nose.
"RARF! pant-pant Yeah-Yeah I want it", Joker barked out as his flatter tongue grew inches longer till it hung down past his diminishing chin
he didn't seem to mind about the extra saliva building up inside his mouth.
Especially since it gave him relief from the warm fur enveloping every area of his body.
Harley tossed the treat to him.
He snapped it out of the air crunched it up with his teeth enjoying the flavor licking his lips moistening them.
Joker then gained control of himself again as he realized what he just did.
"Oh no did I just eat a revolting dog treat?".
Joker shut his eyes tight as he didn't want to see himself become more dog like.
His canines shifted in their gums growing long sharp and pointed.
his slicked back mop of deep green hair loosened strand by strand falling in clumps from his scalp, his nostrils were filled with the dank aroma of dust spiders and other things.
Harley could see Jokers face bulging as it began stretching itself out lengthening into a long Roman snout
she looked at his long round muzzle and head shape
it had finally clicked in her head what kind of dog he was transforming into.
"A bull terrier huh I Wasnt expecting that to be the breed of dog you'd become".
Joker opened his eyes and leered up at her, the green in his smaller still triangular eyes fading away now.
A thin white tail that was nothing more then a stretching lump before finally burst through the end of Jokers pants.
Harley Quinn watched with glee as his transformation was completed.
Joker was now no more
standing in his place now a white furred bull terrier wearing a purple suit that was. much too big for him.
"Aww you want me to take that off you?" Harley cooed bending down to his level.
The dog gave a little growl and started to rip the suit apart with his new sharp teeth to get it off himself.
"Okay never mind".
Harley backed away not wanting to get too close to his teeth.
Joker craned his thicker neck and bared his teeth at her
he wanted nothing more then to savage Harley and find a way to get back to his former human body.
Joker looked down at his paws then at Harley with resentment for turning him into a flea bitten mutt.
He hated Harley so very much- wait no he didn't what a silly thought, she was his owner and he was her pet and he was now completely dependent on her.
"Now my new pet you need a name".
The dog looked at Harley with his brown triangle shape doggie eyes and panted.
Harley thought for a moment then knew just the perfect name to give him.
"How about Joker?, does that sound good."
The dog wasn't sure why but he kinda liked the name his new owner gave him
it had a ring to it.
Harley gave him pats on the head and scratched his belly for a bit after that.
"Hey Joker wanna go for a walk boy?."
Joker raced out of the room barking excitedly.
Harley giggled, "welcome to the family Joker."
She took him for a half hour walk around the block
telling people who saw her that she had finally left Joker and got a dog so she wouldn't be lonely.
Later on that night when she had gone to bed
Joker hopped up there and slept with her
despite the common rule that dogs weren't really allowed to sleep with their masters.
Harley had wonderful dreams about her and Joker in his new form that night.
I'm fairly new to writing story's
so feedback comments, and constructive criticism are welcome)
(Summary)
Harley has had it up to here with Joker treating her like his own personal punching bag
and takes her revenge in a unexpected way.. but things take a unexpected funny turn.
It started out as just another night in Gotham city.
Harley was seeing Joker gazing
at a random citizen with murderous glee.
"Oh Harley would you be a dear and pass me the mini hand grenade launcher
I'm gonna blast this suckers head clean off of his shoulders heh".
Sure thing pudding, I could've sworn you said earlier that
you've killed enough people already tonight
remember you blew up the soccer stadium full of people just an hour ago? ".
Joker just glared at her.
" Harley.. You know better that one thousand citizen deaths isn't enough.
"But-"
"Hush it, now Just hand over my gun and make it snappy."
"Sure thing boss," Harley Quinn saluted, her hand trembling.
Unhooking her handbag from her shoulders
she rummaged through its contents before blindly handing over something to Joker.
The pale skinned maniac stepped in front of the man, blocking the
only escape route in the cold lonely alleyway.
"Tonight's your big night.. you get to go out with a big bang my friend,
with a very special goodbye from this lethal. deadly. hand grenade launcher!."
The young man was terrified at first, until
he actually saw what Joker was pointing at him.
" a banana?, that's not even remotely scary clown
Gee and to think that you were Gothams number one villain
I'm out of here.".
He sped off as fast as his legs could carry him
Just before Joker was about to kill him some other way.
Now with no victim to kill
Joker turned his full furious attention on his hench girl.
Harley grinned sheepishly at him
realising now her terrible mistake.
She found herself then being hauled back to the hideout
by the ears of her black and red jester cap.
"I am so in the doghouse now". She muttered to herself in spite of the pain of her
Blonde hair being yanked from under the fabric.
She wanted to slap herself silly for this third idiotic error
First she trips the fire alarm while in the middle of a bank heist.
Second, she cracks the the rear view mirror of the car after only trying to adjust it, which earns her a broken nose from Jokers fist
and finally third, she gives Joker
a frigging piece of fruit, thinking it was his most trusted weapon.
Harley was so deep into thought
she hadn't even seen yet that she was already back at the hideout.
Her flashbacks of guilt were abruptly interrupted
by the sounds of Jokers brazen shouting.
he just couldn't hold in his rage any longer.
"HARLEY!!",
hearing her name being screamed that way
always froze her cold with terror.
She spun around,
hearing deep heavy breathing.
Joker came right at her, his twisted face marked
with a scowl.
"Y-you gave a the banana, when I told you loud and clear
to give hand me the grenade launcher."
Harley whimpered in fear.
"You stupid thoughtless incompetent complete utter joke of a Hench girl!." He bellowed.
"I'm- I'm sorry it was a honest mistake please calm down pudding."
Harley Quinn begged with wide eyes and sweated profusely.
She could see that Joker's blazing green eyes were locking on to her
like a loaded up pistol about ready to fire a bullet of pure rage.
she squeaked in fear knowing he was more then capable of just giving her a
mere spanking he could very well murder her if he chose to
and there was even a chance it could happen today.
"Pudding please
it was just a little accident
there's no need to be angry about it".
Joker trembled and shook
grinding his clenched teeth together.
"Angry?.. I'll give you Angry!", he snarled, rearing back his arm.
Harley brought her hands up to her face
to protect herself, she knew what was coming.
Joker tightly clenched his fist
to do extra damage.
With terrifying speed a flash of a white fist smashed
into her vulnerable soft face, the force of the punch flung her to the ground.
Harley sobbed in the pain from her face and especially in her heart
she kept her eyes to the floor
refusing to look at Jokers cruel eyes.
Joker cracked his knuckles,
preparing to do it again.
And he did.
After 3 more painful rounds of being slugged in the face
by Joker, Harley collapsed to the floor, spitting up blood.
Joker stared down at her
his pale face lacking any kind of remorse.
Harley would've normally run off into her room, sobbing and crying loudly
or submitting to Joker and doing what ever he tells her to do.
Not this time she would.
She staggered and got to her feet
facing him.
Her now black bruised eyes
held a hint of slight bravery, despite them also
being filled with tears and painfully aching.
"I thought you cared for and loved me and didn't mean to hurt me
but now I see that its not true your nothing but the sick twisted monster
everyone says you are".
that manipulates, kills and tortures.. All just for his selfish needs,"
she said, her tone soft and calm.
For a moment Jokers face remained with the
same unremorseful expression then he flashed her a cruel smirk.
"Oh Harley don't you realize how incredibly gutless you just sounded
every time I slap you around you say that kind of rot
and yet despite all that what do you do?, you come crawling back to me begging for my love and forgiveness".
To Harley those words were like utensils being scraped on a ceramic plate.
scratchy and irritating.
She growled and ran into her room, slamming and locking the door behind her
to keep Joker out.
Now in the safety and comfort of the bedroom
she started thinking about every little word he just said to her and her miserable life with him.
she glanced over to her bedside table and spotted something that she forgot she had stolen that can replace Jokers abusive nature with something totally different.
"Oh yeah I forgot I had this". She said picking it up and blowing off the dust.
she thought for a moment then began smiling in a devious way.
"I know exactly who will be my first test subject."
Joker raised a brow when he saw the door
to the bedroom begin to open.
Harley Quinn stepped out from behind there holding something behind her back.
"I need to tell you something Mister J".
Joker crossed his arms,
he could not believe that Harley would recover so fast
from one of his punches.
"I really don't care Harley".
"But I need to tell you,".
"Still don't care".
"it's important".
He breathed in deeply from his nose in annoyance feeling he had no choice but to listen to her otherwise she would continue demanding.
Ever since our precious hyenas were taken from us I've been wanting to get a dog."
Joker rolled his eyes, he always found Bud and Lou her two hyenas to be really annoying especially when he got fleas from them or they slobbered over his face and had to give them walks, he knew having a dog around would be no different.
He put his hands on his hips.
"Well that's just too bad because were not getting a stupid dog, not even if you got down on your knees and begged like one, it ain't happening no no no zip zero zilch nada got it.
Harley stood her ground stroking her secret weapon behind her
she had a feeling that's what he would say.
"Oh ho-ho yes I am getting a dog Mister J and if I can't just buy one from the pet store or a decent breeder or the shelter I'll have to make one myself", she said confidently.
Joker couldn't believe that Harley would talk back to him like this
it was really starting to irk him.
And just how do you think your going to do that hmm".
"Oh I'll show you how," Harley Quinn then pulled out from behind her what looked like a grey and purple gun.
Joker didn't even flinch.
"Oh so that's what your gonna do put a bullet in my brain and then replace me with a flea bitten dog".
"Absolutely not Mister J it's a special different kind of gun to the lethal ones
I got it from a laboratory as I've heard it's useful
to use on men who don't respect their partners I'll demonstrate it right now.. on you". Harley replied back aiming the gun at him.
Joker fumed there was no way he was gonna let her use him as a test subject he stepped forward to take it from her. "Harley when I take that thing out of your hands your going to wish you never came out of that room".
He wanted to just about straight up kill her when he ripped it from her hands but he had no chance as Harley Quinn quickly pulled the trigger from between her fingers.
"No bad mister J!", She snapped as a dart from the gun was fired into the middle region of his neck.
"OW!," yelled out Joker stumbling backwards as he felt the sharp shooting pain.
he yanked out the pointy ended object from the flesh of his neck.
"You are so dead!", He screamed as he lunged forward to snatch the gun from her
Harley trembled for a moment then stood up tall
"Sit!".
Without any hesitation he obeyed and sat on the ground. "What the hell did I do that for?".
Harley Quinn smiled with delight as her abuser that she had put up with for many years was obeying her for once instead of the other way around.
"Uh oh look who's in the dog house now heh heh".
As much as he hated this
Jokers mind would not allow him to get out of his sitting position for the time being.
"Harley explain to me right now why you got me sitting on the floor like a dumb dog!."
"Of course I'll explain Mister J but only because your being such a good boy doing that for me".
He felt stunned then furious as he was looking at his legs still planted on the ground.
How dare she talk to him like that, like he was her pet or something
he wanted to strangle her for saying that.
"Don't call your boy I don't belong to you!", he yelled.
"You still want me to tell you what's going on ?".
"Yes!".
"Okay here's the thing Mister J for years I've always wanted you to be kind and caring to me but you never were therefore I'm now gonna make you kind and caring myself the only way I can".
"And just how do you think you are gonna accomplish that?", Joker shot back.
"By changing you into a dog".
Jokers eyes widened briefly as the word sweet and dog echoed in the crevices of his mind
it all made sense now to him
Harley was simply trying to get back at him for what he did.
"Oh I see what's going on here, your going to punish me for mistreating you by forcing me to behave like I'm your dog is that it", Joker said in a condescending tone getting up.
Harley grinned, "stay Mister J".
To his shock Joker again listened to her command due to the instincts of a dog running through his brain and stayed put and kept his feet glued to the floor.
Feeling something wrong with his skin
Joker started looking down at the surfaces of his hands.
He was so itchy there.
It felt as though millions of tiny insects were crawling
just beneath the surface of his tender flesh under the soft fabric of his gloves.
Tearing them off quickly he found the source of the itchiness, copious amounts of bristly white hairs protruding from the pores of his skin.
The Joker wasn't convinced though
he was quick to think that these hairs were phoney.
"This is a bad joke right
these hairs are fabric aren't they!", he said to himself picking them out and examining them, feeling the smoothness of the strands.
"It's not a joke pudding and the hairs aren't phoney", Harley said.
Bending down she glanced at his feet.
She knelt down to pull off his black dress shoes
and his white socks from his feet till were bare.
Like tossing away worthless garbage.
She threw them both to the side
Joker was rather annoyed at her doing that.
"How dare you
those shoes and socks of mine aren't trash!".
"They are now", Harley replied back.
He groaned with resentment.
His ears were picking up the sound of crackling bones
coming from his left foot, popping and crunching, changing
the shapes of his two feet.
Seeing what was happening down there
spoke more to him then words ever could.
Joker let out a piercing yell of shock
as realisation with the force of a course slap hit him hard.
"So Harley was right, I am indeed going to become a dumb dog",
he would never get out of this, it was now official.
Joker was going to
become a dog and be Harley's pet.
His life was about to change,
quite possibly forever.
No more causing mass chaos, destruction genocide or death
no more going head to toe with batman
which he would hate the most, considering how much he enjoyed tussling with him.
on the plus side though there would be no more stays at Arkham asylum
which would be at least one positive thing from being a dog.
He wouldn't be eating the proper way no more
and especially not using utensils, cups and glasses.
Instead of a fine tall glass of wine or a hot cup of coffee
he'd just be drinking plain old boring water
And as for eating food, Cold disgusting slop poured into a steel bowl
on the filthy ground would be the only thing on the menu with maybe the
occasional piece of steak or chicken if lucky.
Using his Joker toxin on people still?,
no way he'd be fetching Lichen covered sticks for Harley as a hobby instead.
Being forced to wear a lead
when out of the hideout was a given.
But the worst of all for him would be having to go to the bathroom in public
He shuddered at just the mere thought.
Black puffy looking blotches were soon materialising their way out through the soles of his pale feet merging themselves together to form one large heart shape then
under his toes little ones were forming too.
One shocking look left him with no doubt he was growing dog paw pads.
"Awww look at your little paws". Harley cooed as she prodded and poked them feeling their bumpy texture.
His dark green toe nails were darkening also and elongating to become dirty black claws.
Joker growled bitterly looking at what had become of his feet
he cursed Harley with dirty words under his breath for doing this to him.
"You won't effing hate me though when your fully a dog you'll love me and want to be with me all the time", she said holding his hand as it was shifting into a paw.
Joker smacked her hand away baring his teeth.
"I'll neverrrrraaarrrr love ARF! you!! you can grrrrrr burn in hell!".
Harley frowned.
"Bad dog no yelling". She snapped, hoisting up the newspaper she had in her hand over his head, ready to hit him with it.
Joker didn't see it coming.
Feeling the impact of its thick papery surface make hard contact with his scalp
Joker let out a pained yelp reminiscent of a injured dog.
Harley watched him with only the tiniest bit of pity
due to what he did to her earlier.
She rubbed his sore head as his more pointed ears gradually inched up higher sliding to the back of his head.
"Oh so I'm sorry my boy but I did it for your own good," she said as she continued stroking his soft green hair gently as his instincts were becoming more like that of a canine.
That feels so nice- wait what am I thinking?.
He certainly did not like this, not one bit.
Joker was now having difficulty fighting off the new dog urges losing a bit of self control when he let his tongue slide out from behind his yellow teeth.
creamy fur was all over his face, cheeks, and chin there was even some sprouting from his forehead.
"Oh my you look like a yeti".
'Shut ARF! up".
Joker began frantically scratching at his legs and face and cheeks as if that would remove all the hairs.
He was enormously itchy from all of it sticking out of his flesh
his eyes drifted down and got just the slightest glimpse of his tongue.
It was hanging right out of his mouth.
Having seen dogs panting up close he knew exactly what he was doing.
He slurped it back in with shock quickly as his face was flushing red with embarrassment.
Joker was still finding it hard to take in that this was his fate.
"This is RARF-really happening I'm gonna become a ARF!-dog what a joke on me".
"Yes you are Mister J" Harley nodded.
She then began to wonder what breed of dog her pudding would become as he was barking.
"come on pudding just let your tongue go out I don't see any point in fighting it when your gonna be a dog anyway."
"No, no don-don't, fight it fight it you idiot don't become a dog like she wants
keep your hideous new tongue in your mouth where it belongs,".
Joker grabbed a hold of the long floppy pink tongue and tried shoving it back into his mouth only for it to fall right out again.
He just couldn't believe it, him the clown of prince of crime with the gross looking tongue of a dog, an animal he loathed.
What next, the forked tongue of a snake or super long purple tongue of a giraffe?.
"I see your trying to resist the changes in your mind". Harley sighed as she took a dog biscuit out from her pocket, she let out a piercing whistle to get his attention.
Joker lifted his head up hearing the sound, he saw the tasty looking treat in Harley's hand and couldn't take his eyes off it.
Harley was smiling as she could see his nose widening and starting to turn black and leathery.
His tongue dropped down over his teeth and again he started panting, this time in anticipation of the dog biscuit.
"Aww you look so cute", Harley Quinn laughed in delight at the sight of her abuser panting dumbly.
In one side of his mind Joker was dying of humiliation while the other side which was the dog side just told him to accept panting as natural canine behaviour.
"You want the treat Mister J you want it?," Harley said waving it excitedly in front of his quivering black nose.
"RARF! pant-pant Yeah-Yeah I want it", Joker barked out as his flatter tongue grew inches longer till it hung down past his diminishing chin
he didn't seem to mind about the extra saliva building up inside his mouth.
Especially since it gave him relief from the warm fur enveloping every area of his body.
Harley tossed the treat to him.
He snapped it out of the air crunched it up with his teeth enjoying the flavor licking his lips moistening them.
Joker then gained control of himself again as he realized what he just did.
"Oh no did I just eat a revolting dog treat?".
Joker shut his eyes tight as he didn't want to see himself become more dog like.
His canines shifted in their gums growing long sharp and pointed.
his slicked back mop of deep green hair loosened strand by strand falling in clumps from his scalp, his nostrils were filled with the dank aroma of dust spiders and other things.
Harley could see Jokers face bulging as it began stretching itself out lengthening into a long Roman snout
she looked at his long round muzzle and head shape
it had finally clicked in her head what kind of dog he was transforming into.
"A bull terrier huh I Wasnt expecting that to be the breed of dog you'd become".
Joker opened his eyes and leered up at her, the green in his smaller still triangular eyes fading away now.
A thin white tail that was nothing more then a stretching lump before finally burst through the end of Jokers pants.
Harley Quinn watched with glee as his transformation was completed.
Joker was now no more
standing in his place now a white furred bull terrier wearing a purple suit that was. much too big for him.
"Aww you want me to take that off you?" Harley cooed bending down to his level.
The dog gave a little growl and started to rip the suit apart with his new sharp teeth to get it off himself.
"Okay never mind".
Harley backed away not wanting to get too close to his teeth.
Joker craned his thicker neck and bared his teeth at her
he wanted nothing more then to savage Harley and find a way to get back to his former human body.
Joker looked down at his paws then at Harley with resentment for turning him into a flea bitten mutt.
He hated Harley so very much- wait no he didn't what a silly thought, she was his owner and he was her pet and he was now completely dependent on her.
"Now my new pet you need a name".
The dog looked at Harley with his brown triangle shape doggie eyes and panted.
Harley thought for a moment then knew just the perfect name to give him.
"How about Joker?, does that sound good."
The dog wasn't sure why but he kinda liked the name his new owner gave him
it had a ring to it.
Harley gave him pats on the head and scratched his belly for a bit after that.
"Hey Joker wanna go for a walk boy?."
Joker raced out of the room barking excitedly.
Harley giggled, "welcome to the family Joker."
She took him for a half hour walk around the block
telling people who saw her that she had finally left Joker and got a dog so she wouldn't be lonely.
Later on that night when she had gone to bed
Joker hopped up there and slept with her
despite the common rule that dogs weren't really allowed to sleep with their masters.
Harley had wonderful dreams about her and Joker in his new form that night.
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