One of my party tried something like that once.
The rest of the party is getting savagely mauled by a pack of large Cerberus (Cerberii?) and this Cleric decides to "wander off & smell the roses".
We're screaming for help, he's off getting high on nectar & talking to bees!
So we manage to *barely* excape with our lives, and bum-rush the Cleric.
Pick him up, haul him to the nearest wasp nest, and *cram him into it*.
Our Barbarian rips it down from the tree, gives it a mighty heave, and lobs it into a bear cave for good measure.
We met up with the Cleric a few days later, looking MUCH worse for wear & instead of his normal studded leather armor & knee-high leather boots, he's wearing what amounts to a *kilt* & sandals...
"Wow Carl, what happened to YOU, Man?"
Oh, ummm, nothing... ahhh... yeah, nothing.
"Well, sit down & have a beer with us. We're glad you're still alive!"
Ummm, I'll take the beer, but I can't sit down...
Well, uhhh... let's just say it was the wrong time of year to be waking up a sleeping bear.
"Carl, are you trying to tell us you got violated by a grizzly?"
"BAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAhahhahahahahaa.... "
Moral of the story:
"Don't put yourself above the Party. Chances are the DM *WILL* decide to violate your butt one way or another!"
'Nuff said. =)P