Hearing an angry grumble from her stomach Black Canary looked down, placing her hands on the surface of her gold scaled belly. It didn’t feel like she was hungry, heck she still felt full from last night, almost painfully so. Vixen’s belly did the same soon after, followed swiftly by Zatanna and Hawkgirl’s. Dinah gasped when she felt a pressure built in her pussy, her tail elevating about her soft round rear, almost in preparation for something. "What now?" Bringing a hand out to steady herself against the wall Dinah gasped again when the pressure built enough that it caused what was left of her bottoms to snap off her hips, leaving her totally nude. Spreading her feet she began to wince when… ‘Pop’. Rolling out of her pussy was a brown smooth egg the size of a basketball, the thing rolled in a semi-circle behind her before coming to a stop. "Dinah! You just laid an egg!" Blinked Kendra, looking at the large object and the panting Chimera woman that laid it. "Yeah… Felt kinda good to ooh oh OH!" Facing the wall Black Canary lifted her tail again, biting her lip from the rush of pleasure spiking through her. ‘Pop’ "Oh my-" ‘Pop, pop’ "Oh Fu-" ‘P-Pop’ "uuuuck" ‘Poppiddy pop pop’. Zatanna fell to her back, tearing her top and bottoms off with a rough pull when she too started laying eggs, the basketball sized things coming out of her in quick succession and making the chimera woman keen with each release. Hawkgirl was forced to squat down, ripping her bottoms off just in time for her own eggs to roll away under her feet, ripping her top off her two lower hands rubbed at her drooling pussy while her upper pair groped her bare breasts and aimed one of her stiff nipples into her mouth.
Vixen had fallen to all sixes, her tail up while giant eggs fired out of her stretched opening like she was a baseball launcher, each egg passing through her sent an explosive rush of pleasure through her system. Looking over to the others she had no doubt they were having multiple orgasms while they fired off one egg after the other. Dinah looked like she was twerking with each egg and Zatanna bucked her hips when she popped out two at once. Mari wailed when one egg set her breasts to fire off milk out of her stiff nipples, forming a pool under her hands and feet. When it was over the four chimera woman slumped down, panting with heaving milk stained breasts to look over to the thirty or so eggs taking up room on the floor. Still in a haze of pleasure Vixen rolled onto her back and wrapped her arms under her massive breasts, watching how milk dribbled out of her nipples with mild curiosity.
"Guess… Guess it isn’t…" So bad…"
***
Stepping through the front doors of the buffet with an eager eye Karen waited patiently at the line up before picking a table to sit at, all the while her eye was on the table where the food was served. Not even waiting for the waiter to ask what she wanted to drink she served herself a plate and began to dig in. Starting off with a roast beef diner she dug in like she was starving, surprisingly in the case of her potatoes not even chewing before gulping them down whole. Finishing her plate in less than a few minutes she rushed back to the buffet table to fill it up again, going for the chicken this time.
For hours Power Girl ate and ate, all the while everyone there watched on, more specifically her stomach which continued to grow bigger and rounder with all the food she was packing away inside. "Mommy? Is that lady OK?"
"No sweetheart I think she’s been dumped, poor girl’s filling that hole in her heart with food."
Ignoring the stares and whispers Karen never felt so hungry in her life, and regardless of how much she ate she didn’t feel full at all, it was almost like she was a bottomless pit! Wiping off her twentieth plate she went back up for more, her hip sand rear looking decidedly wider, even her top looked strained and not only around her round stomach, her breasts had swelled larger also, going from a generous G cup to a proud J. Returning to her chair and licking her lips she squinted with discomfort, rolling her shoulder at something. "Damn bra is cutting into me, if I could only…" Reaching back with one hand and still trying to bring food to her mouth with the other Karen winced briefly before her shirt ripped at the sides to make room for an extra pair of arms. "Ah… Much better." Wriggling in her seat she went back to eating, oblivious that she now had four hands shoving food in her mouth instead of two.
"OK… She wasn’t dumped after all… Should we call someone?"
Finishing off her plate Karen looked over to a neighbouring table and shot out a long blue tongue at a chicken drumstick on another table, gulping it down like a frog and getting up for another plate. Her skin was starting to get scaly, and blonde fur began creeping down her back and in her cleavage. When she lifted the entire pot full of soup and brought it with her to her table she scratched at her rear, only to sigh with relief again when a thick tail burst through her jeans. Sitting heavily in her chair she went back to eating, the seams of her cloths creaking from all the growth they were trying to contain.
"Maybe the police… After her tab."