Hawkeye smirked as he walked Power Girl walk away. He was sure that she was just playing hard to get. One day, he'd totally bang her.
With a smile he turned around and headed back towards his quarters, a breeze on his bare ass- wait, what the hell?!?
He stared down in shock to find himself wearing nothing more than his mask, quiver of arrows, gloves . . . and a purple slingshot thong speedo that showed off every inch of his cock and balls - which were now fucking enormous. From the looks of the bulge between his legs, he was now hung like the goddamn Hulk!
"What. The. FUCK?"
"Hey, Cockeye!" purred Fire as she sauntered past him. "If you're gonna just stare at it, at least whip it out for us to enjoy!"
"Yeah, cutie! Stop being such a tease and let us see it already!" added a smirking Huntress as she slapped his ass.
"H-hey! Stop it!" Clint said, looking around for something to cover himself up with, noticing that neither woman bothered to look him in the eye. "Something weird is happening! Obviously! I could use some help or something!"
"Oh, c'mon, you know you LOVE the attention Cockeye!" Fire cooed.
Huntress laughed.
"You're such a fucking tease! Oh, don't look at my giant cock and balls that I keep putting on display!" the brunette snorted, rolling her eyes. "How about you just shut up and let a real woman show you a good time?"
"Yeah, man-slut, I bet you'd do both of us at the same time, right? A cock like that you'd have more than enough to share!" Fire sneered, smacking Hawkeye's bare ass again.
"Fuck yeah! He's practically asking for it, dressed like that." sneered Huntress. "How about it, hot buns? You wanna go back to my room and let a real woman show how it's done?"
"Wait, WHAT?!?" Clint Barton gasped. "Do both of you at the same time?!? I-"
Hawkeye stopped talking and thought about this. He now had the wardrobe of a male stripper, true, but now Fire and Huntress were both coming on to him like he was just a piece of meat designed for their pleasure. Oh, and a MASSIVE fucking tool. This had to have something to do with what Power Girl had just walked away muttering.
"I'm probably supposed to be taught a lesson by this or something." he muttered to himself before eying the lecherous stares of Huntress and Fire. "If that's the case, I think being just seen as a sex object IS FUCKING AWESOME!"
He grinned and thrust out his massive wang.
"Okay, I'll let you take me back to your room . . . but only if I get to do both of you at the same time."
"Such a fucking slut!" Fire said.
"Totally called it!" Huntress said, high-fiving Fire.
Each woman reached back and grabbed one of Clint's ass cheeks.
"Dibs on going first!" Fire said with a grin.
***
Glitzy blinked in surprise.
"Huh. Guess he's not learning his lesson. Or is he? Well, he might get tired of it when ever woman in the world treats him like just a dumb piece of meat. Eventually. Maybe?"
She shrugged.
"Let's take another tactic with the other guy."
***
Guy Gardner smirked as he smacked down the Wrecker with a giant green fist in front of a Chicago Star Labs facility.
"You Wrecking Crew losers messed with the wrong GL!"
All four of the musclebound robbers were on their last legs. One last blast from his ring would knock the bruisers out cold.
"Say goodnight, courtesy of Gigi Gardner!"
Wait, what did he just say? And why was his voice so high-pitched?
He looked down at his ring and saw a massive canyon of cleavage instead!
"Like, what the fuck?" he squeaked, raising a slim, feminine hand to cover up a truly gigantic set of tits, each only covered in a pair of green pasties with the Green Lantern symbol over their fat nipples. The tiny, girlish hand with long green fingernails couldn't even cover one of these new G-cup sized boobies.
He glanced over at a nearby unbroken window and saw a reflection that stunned him. He was a girl! In nothing but a green thong, garter belt and fishnet stockings! And the wet throbbing between his legs did NOT feel like a cock!
"Like, omigod!" he squeaked. "Wait, like, why am I talking like this? Like, what happened to me?"
A groaning Wrecker shoved himself out of a hole as the rest of the Wrecking Crew started to stand up again.
"I dunno, but I LIKE it!" sneered the superstrong thug.
What Guy Gardner wanted to say was "CRAM IT, ASSHOLE!"
What came out of his mouth was just a girlish giggle, followed by "Um, so, like, you like my big titties, Mister Wrecker?"
Inwardly Guy panicked, even as Gigi smiled and thrust out her huge boobs and smiled at the Wrecker like an idiot bimbo . . .
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