“Now ladies… There’s no need for…” ‘SMACK’ backhanded with
enough force to knock her into a mailbox, Wonder Woman huffed and flipped her
hair out of her eyes.
Waving the stars and tweety birds out of her eyes, Diana
looked up to see the 9-foot-tall fox woman lock hands with the equally large
and stout timber wolf woman, the pair looking like sumo wrestlers trying to
shove the other one over in between tugging on clothes and hair. Vixen sneered
when Killer Frost grabbed a handful of her blond tipped black hair and yanked,
countering by punching the albino woman in the hip and ass. The two trading
insults as they grappled once again.
Getting up, she raised her hands up again and stepped closer
to the pair of large fighting animal women. Grimacing that it had also lead to
them tugging at each other’s clothes hard enough that they tore and left the
rest of the male police and heroes to look away or divert their eyes.
“BITCH! You tore my top!”
“Well YOU ruined my costume!”
“Your fat ASS ruined your costume you albino freak!”
“Grrr…”
Finally getting back in between the two, Diana stood with
her hands at her hips with a pose of confidence. “Alright you two, cut this out
right…” Slapped away with enough force to send her into a police cruiser,
Killer Frost sneered. “FUCK OFF tiny, when I’m done with this fat bitch, You’re
dessert!” Licking her lips without subtlety, the white wolfess chuckled glaring
back at Vixen. “And you Foxy are gonna chill!”
Suddenly feeling cold, Vixen looked at her hands and discovered
frost forming up her fingers and over her hands and arms. “I wonder what fox
flavour popsicles taste like, ha ha ha HA ha ha…” A sudden splash between her
legs made the wolfess stop in her tracks and make a look of shock, looking down
at the puddle between her wriggling toes in confusion before contractions cut
through her. Gripping her sides, Killer Frost rolled onto her back and tore at
what remained of her costume as her pussy began to crown and the street filled
with her cries of agony.
Wiping the frost off her hands and using the totem necklace
to use the essence of a cod to develop a natural anti-freeze, Vixen watched on
with a dark smirk as she watched the wolfess pant and wheeze before giving birth
to a crying wolf pup.
“Serves you right bitch!”
*
Sitting in a chair with a mother goose nursery rhyme book in
her hands, Super Girl smiled as she went over the story of Hanzel and Gretel,
putting emphasis on playing the witch as the scenes played out. More or less
she was REALLY trying to drown out the sensation of three of Vixen’s kids
trying to gnaw on her leg as she read the story out loud. Oh, they’d never be
able to pierce her skin, what with her being invulnerable and all… But it was
still annoying.
Feeling a tug at her short cape, Kara looked down to find
one of Vixen’s daughters open her mouth and point inside. “Daww… Are you hungry
sweetheart?” Getting a nod from the little fox girl, Kara stood up and limped
over to a small plastic container and popped the lid.
“Do you want some apple slices?”
To no surprise, the little fox girl jumped up and bit her
hand, dangling from Kara’s fingers like a chihuahua grabbing hold of a rope toy
and not letting go. Watching the little fox chew on her fingers and the other
three gnaw on her ankle, Super Girl blew a strand of blonde hair out of her
face. All around her, the other six of Vixen’s kids ran wild playing around in
the Watch Tower day care, wrecking everything in sight like a pack of gremlins.
“I wonder how the others are doing… And when they’ll get
back…”
*
Carted into the back of a flatbed truck, Killer Frost laid
on her back, exhausted and weak with four wolf pups sucking on her tits. Clean-up
was already working on the area as police helped haul away the giantess of a
wolf woman. Looking up with blurry vision to see Vixen stand with her hands at
her wide hips and shamelessly not covering up her six massive breasts, Killer
Frost sneered. “Just you wait bitch, I’ll be back! An when I do, your fat ass
isn’t going to save you…” Biting her lip, her toes curled when the sensation of
nursing her four kids made her go limp on the truck bed, squirming with
pleasure while trying to find the strength to curse out the fox woman.
“So… Do they work for the police or are they animal control?”
Asked Martian Manhunter, pointing at the blue truck where the driver signed
paperwork with police officer and carted the wolfess away.
“That’s a GOOD question!” Answered the Flash, scratching his
head.
Finally joining her friends and covering herself if only so
well, Vixen looked over to see a rather upset Wonder Woman glare up at her. “What?”
“Nothing… Let’s just get the hell out of here!” Calling the
watch Tower, the Justice League waited only a few seconds before they were
teleported back up.