Staggering out of the
women’s washroom and tugging her ruined suit to keep herself decent, Natasha
took a deep breath and headed towards the lower levels of the mansion where she
knew the others were either training or working. For now, her mental discipline
was keeping her in control but there were brief moments where she caught
herself slumping against the wall and fighting back powerful urges and images
flooding her mind.
Images of her in a
cave, bloated with child and wearing nothing but beaded jewelry and painted
tattoos all over her naked body while dozens of red haired men and women tended
to her every whim. Other images were of her tending to a group of red haired
children, a pair of her daughters in her arms being fed while several cried at
her feet. Her figure was soft and curvaceous, the result of being a seasoned
mother of at least a hundred children she wore her baby fat with pride. Some of
the images showed her dominating men, others where she was being taken, mounted
over a rock or log like some heifer and moaning just as loudly. The final image
made her shiver and fall to her knees, the city was tangled in thick cobwebs
with her at its center. Stark naked her skin was jet black, her six hands
busily rubbing circles around the round orb of her pregnant belly where a red
hourglass mark was clearly visible. Across the web her children occupied spots
looking down at the city below, ready to pounce on a lover to increase their
numbers.
Shaking her head and
wiping the sweat from her brow the Amazonian beauty picked herself up and
grimaced. “I… I am NOT some fat-assed harlot, must… Must keep it together…”
Finally reaching the meeting table she called for the others to meet her,
telling the Avengers that it was an emergency. Huffing in relief she tugged on
her cloths, squirming at the realization she came in her panties after that
last day dream.
*
“Mother! It is so good
to see you.” Elegantly walking down the hall of the Themysciran Embassy to
embrace Queen Hippolyta, Princess Diana smiled through the hug before moving
away to let her sister Donna of Troy to do the same. “Welcome to man’s world
Mother, I’m sure you are excited to see what their civilization has to offer.”
“Yes… It has been millennia.”
Smiled the Amazonian queen wistfully, guided by her two daughters back into the
building they shared news of what was happening in the country and their home
island. Catching up before the trio would go out to enjoy themselves. “Tell me
daughters have they improved at all? Have they shown progress of peace and
equality or have they still remained as brutish Neanderthals?” Asked the Queen
of the men outside the embassy walls.
Both princesses looked
to each other with careful looks before Donna answered. “They invented ice
cream.”
Just when they were
about to lead their mother to her quarters a trio of bright lights flew in from
the front door, circling the trio of women. “By Hera, what are those?”
“I don’t know.” At
that instant the lights shot towards the three amazon royalty, flying into
their mouths and entering their bodies. A sudden rush of heat flooded through
their bodies, reaching and spreading from their heads to their toes. Panting
and moaning they clutched at their cloths when they grew tight on their
burgeoning forms, their hips and shoulders growing wider while muscle packed
slowly onto their tall athletic frames. “Wha… What is this sensation?!” Tugging
at her gown Hippolyta panted when her breasts grew past D cup and filled out
larger and larger. Diana gasped, undoing the back of her breast plate to let to
drop to the floor, her own breasts overflowing her costume while her hips and
rear pulled her bottoms into a thong. Donna was forced to tear her costume open
to make room for her expanding chest, her boots bursting open when her feet
outgrew them.
The three amazons had
grown into giantesses, towering almost 7 feet tall and build solid and curvaceous,
catching their breaths they looked to each other in surprise before they gasped
from a new rush of feelings and moved towards each other to keep their balance,
holding each other close. Their minds were bombarded with vivid day dreams and
urges, visions of them heavily pregnant surrounded by children. The three of
them were on their hands and knees hip to hip with each other while they were
mounted from behind, each thrust making their massive breasts swing into their
chins, dripping milk while they moaned and roared out like lionesses. Looking
to each other while orgasms crashed through their bodies there was a mix of
looks shared between them; sympathy, pleasure… And playful rivalry. They wanted
to be bigger, fatter, to bear more than the other, and yet they shared
everything. The amazon way…
Holding each other
tightly the three amazons panted and moaned, with Donna nuzzling into her
mother’s neck to lick at her ear while Diana did the same, playfully nipping at
Hippolyta’s neck.
*
Heavy thumping echoed
out of the walls of the cheap hotel, the adjacent neighbours pounding against
the walls with their fists, demanding they either tone it down or play
something on the TV to drone out the noise.
Vixen ignored them,
why should she not moan out loud or scream or even roar out her pleasure while
she was straddling her prey. She found him in a bar, not bothering to hear his
name or his pickup line she grabbed his hand and pressed it against her full
rear, hinting she wasn’t wearing panties or a bra. It didn’t take much for him
to get a hotel room where even now she had him in her mercy. Gripping the man’s
shoulders tightly she rocked and rolled her wide hips while he bucked back into
her. Her large breasts swung heavily between thrust, occasionally leaning down
to mash them against his face, laughing at his struggles. She felt so free, so
alive. Her career as a supermodel meant nothing to her now, even her life as a
hero seemed far away. She was Vixen, goddess of the herd. She would roam these
lands to birth more and more of her kind until she would be lost in a sea of
her own children.
“Damn girl, I think I’m
gonna…”
“Rrrawr, YES! Do it!
Fuck me! FUCK MEeeeeeeaaaaaaahhhh!” Howling like a lioness, Vixen’s world
exploded when her lover finally came, filling her hungry womb with seed just
before she punched a dent into the wall and collapsed right on top of him, smothering
his face in the abyss of her cleavage.