Circe brushed past her mewling and snorting menagerie of slaves, barring every door she past with a blast of her arcane power until she was sealed in nice and tight. Because what Diana was now would take every ounce of her magical power to defeat. Even then, doubt gripped Circe, the kind that had not filled her since she tried to turn Odysseus into a pig all those millennia ago. Could she defeat an avatar of the Sergal Goddess?
She didn't want to find out and set about tripling her island's security from prying eyes both magical and mortal. She was certain she was now proof against the Lord of Order in the League and that stageshow mage. But then her eyes widened as she thought about Diana changing them, enhancing their power with her savage, bestial nature and then, oh then they'd come for her!
Turning herself into a mouse, she dashed under her luxurious bed, shaking and trembling as she thought about what Diana would do to her. The unbridled rage, the devastation of her fangs ripping into her body, the hot breath searing into her, the long tongue slobbering all over her body, the furry breasts she-Circe shook her mousy head at that and crawled out from under her bed, turning back to normal. Where had that thought come from? Diana was loathsome to her and now totally fearsome. She should not be thinking about those claws in any lustful way.
Casting her magic again, Circe had her strongest beast men and women tear up the path to the palace. No way would Diana be getting into here, no way!
Meanwhile, at the Watchtower....
Zatanna and Dr. Fate were consulting with Superman in another room. Diana could hear their conversation but paid it no mind. She knew they all only had their best in mind for her. She idly rubbed at her furred stomach and looked at Vixen.
"Mari, would you mind aiding me in getting used to this form for combat? I only ask because out of all the League you are the one who deals with animal urges and fighting like one."
Vixen blinked a bit at that before nodding. "Of course. Though I don't know how much help I can be. Green Arrow, run a simulation for us in the training room," Mari called out to the Emerald Archer.
"On my way, just let me know what one you want when we get there."
"Urban number twenty two."
"Got it."
Diana got to her feet then, motioning for Vixen to go ahead and watching as Mari's butt wagged from side to side like her own tail was doing. "Dog or wolf?" Diana asked.
"Dog, thought I'd get started adjusting to it myself. I'm just glad you're not in heat or something like that. Those urges are tough to deal with."
"I can only imagine," Diana replied, biting her lip at the sight of Mari's amazing ass wagging to and fro.
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