It took 20 minutes for any of them to be able to have a
rational conversation. The first few minutes had been filled with shock and embarrassment,
mostly on Barry’s part. The ladies were more self-conscious; while Barry was
both alarmed at his nudity and what he had done to his three friends Caitlin,
Iris, and Felicity were still a bit buzzed from their epic orgasms and could
only muster up token embarrassment over what they had done. In fact, though
none of the three would admit it, each of them at various moments flashed back
to the wondrous feeling of Barry splitting them in half and get a little weak
in the knees.
The rest of the time was spent trying to find some way to
cover their nakedness. That proved to be a very hard endeavor but in the end
they managed thanks to, of all things, Cisco’s preplanning. Iris had just
ripped the last of the Star Labs gift shop t-shirts when Barry superspeeded in
with a bundle of clothing. Inspiration had struck during his own search and he’d
headed down to Cisco’s lab and found bolts of cloth that Cisco used to make the
various trial costumes he’d come up with for the Flash before replicating the
actual costume in the special friction-resistant polymer. Some superspeed
sewing and Barry was able to hand each of the ladies a set of gray pants and a
t-shirt to help cover up.
Of course Barry wasn’t an expert seamstress and he didn’t
exactly want to get the girls measurements so he’d been forced to guess. This
had led the ladies into altering the garments themselves to make them passable.
For Iris the first thing to go had been the pants, which
she simply couldn’t pull up past her thick thighs and massive butt. Barry had
handed her another section of cloth which she tied around her waist like a
skirt but that only meant she had to be careful sitting down, as she’d already
flashed Felicity when they’d gathered in the main control room.
Speaking of Felicity, she’d encountered the opposite
problem, with her breasts simply too big to handle the shirt and her shoulders
made the seams split if she tried to move. In frustration she’d finally hacked
the garment appear and turned it into a tube
top; even then everyone could see the very edges of her areolas but didn’t say
a word, lest they fluster the poor woman.
Caitlin, seeing the struggles Iris and Felicity were
going through, didn’t even attempt to try on her shirt and instead used a knife
from the kitchen to cut away the sleeves of her shirt and make careful slits in her pants to give
her wide hips some breathing room. The result was that it looked like she was
wearing a sleeveless babydoll tee that exposed her toned stomach and rockhard
abs.
The scientist ran her hand along her stomach, making a mental note to add that
to the topic of discussion.
“Everyone settled?” Barry asked, trying and failing to
hide his awkwardness with a smile. He’d clearly made his shirt first and feared
using too much material so his was already tearing apart whenever he breathed.
Iris nudged Felicity, who had been pulling her top back up, and nodded towards
the flashes of Barry’s strong hairy chest; Felicity quickly looked away and
wiped the drool from her mouth.
“I think so,” Caitlin said as Barry sat down on the
ground. Caitlin scowled at Felicity and Iris when the moved to sit on either
side of him, part of her annoyed they were snuggling up to him and the other
part annoyed it wasn’t her. She shook those thoughts away and continued,
tapping her bare foot against the ground.
“Before we begin, I want to say something I know Felicity and Iris are
also feeling: none of us blame you, Barry.”
The hero ducked his head, clearly not wanting to hear those words. “But… but
you should! I mean, I raped you-“
“You did NO such thing, Barry Allen!” Iris declared. “You weren’t in your right
mind… none of us were!”
“And hey, if we are honest, we kinda started all of it and egged you on, what
with the whole ‘take me now’ thing and stripping naked and wiggling our asses
at you and I am rambling and I will stop.” Felicity blushed, rubbing her thighs
together.
Caitilin nodded, swallowing as she remembered just how
much fun it had felt to be so wanton only a half hour ago. “The point is that
we are all in this together and if we want to figure it out we can’t blame each
other. Understood?” Caitlin put her hand on her hip. “Understood, Barry?”
“Y-yes,” he squeaked.
“Good,” Iris said, taking hold of his hand. “This changes
nothing between us.”
“Oh, it changes things,” Felicity snarked playfully.
“And that leads to my next point.” Caitlin grabbed one of
Dr. Welles’ clearboards over and grabbed a marker, fumbling with it for a
moment; in her hands it felt like a child’s crayon. “We need to get down the
facts. Assuming no one lied about their height and measurements, this morning Barry
was 6’2”, I was 5’6”, and Felicity and Iris were 5’4”-“
“And .75 inches! That is very important!” Felicity looked down at her long
legs. “Though… not anymore.”
Caitlin stomped her bare foot on the ground. “Focus! Iris was a 34B cup,
Felicity and I were 32B. Barry’s penis was 7 inches long when erect-“
“Wait a minute,” Barry held up his hand. “You know how big my… you know… is… I
mean was?”
“Of course,” Caitlin said. “Dr. Welles asked us to be detailed.”
“But… I was in a coma! How did you… wait… that time you had me take a shower
next to that mirror… were you spying on me?”
“…the point is that currently Barry is exactly 8 feet
tall. I am a little over 7’1”, while you two,” she snapped her fingers at Iris
and Felicity, how had stopped paying attention or a moment and laid their heads
on Barry’s shoulder, “are just under 7 feet tall.” She wrote the measurements
down on the board. “That means we have increased by around 1.77-“
“But that isn’t the only change,” Barry pointed out. “I
mean, my… you know…”
“Your penis Barry,” Caitlin said. “Also known as your cock, your dick, your
hard on! Trust me, I know it very well, my pussy and it are good friends- that
came out wrong.”
“But he does have a point,” Felicity said, gesturing towards Barry’s cock,
which was visible for them all to see in his pants. “I mean, to us it looks to
be a foot and a half long in comparison to our bodies but it should have only
bee…” Felicity did the math, “about 9 inches from our perspective. Why does his
dick look like it’s a foot and a half long.”
“Probably the same reason it looks like all of us have DDs,” Iris said, giving
her new rack a shake. “And why our asses ballooned up.”
“That’s not all,” Caitlin said, motioning for Barry to stand up. He did so,
padding over to her, and Caitlin began to point to different parts of their
bodies. “Our entire body structure has greatly changed. Barry’s shoulders are
much broader and his arms and legs, from our perspective, have nearly doubled
in dimension. While my, and yours as well, shoulders are only a little bigger
our hips have definitely increased in width and all three of us have developed
a much more developed muscular system.”
“So the blast gave you abs?” Barry joked, echoing his own comment when he woke
up from his coma.
“Exactly,” Caitlin said, reaching up and lifting up his
shirt. “Now, there are some other odd changes.” She began to rub Barry’s hairy
chest. “We have all experienced hair growth… Barry, I’d say your hair is at
least, again from our perspective, an inch longer and you also have quite a lot
of hair on your chest.”
“My hair is longer too,” Iris said before gesturing at
her legs. “And I shaved this morning…”
“I also found something a bit stranger,” Caitlin said, lifting up her bare
foot. “I am pretty such my feet have grown a shoe size from my perspective and
my hands are a bit bigger too. The same is true for Barry.”
Felicity shrugged. “Well, it’s not like we were going to be able to put on
shoes anytime soon and the hand thing, while odd, isn’t that noticeable.”
“But the problem is that when you add it to how we behaved and the other
physical traits we’ve developed. All of it, when added together, has caused me
to come to a hypothisis-“
“Caitlin, you can stop rubbing his chest now,” Iris said. “Though, at this
point…” She nodded at Caitlin’s hand, which had begun to inch down Barry’s
stomach.
“Ahem… right. That is part of my point. I believe that
when we were caught in the dwarf star explosion the radiation did more than
enlarge us. I believe that it has altered our dna and triggered something from
our ancient anscestry.”
“Uh, mind explaining it to the only tall girl here who isn’t a science major?” Iris
asked.
It was Felicity who spoke. “Caitlin thinks that the
radiation is making us… devolve.”
Iris blinked. “Like… into cavepeople?”
“A crude term but yes,” Caitlin said. “Mankind still possesses the same traits
as their primitive ancestors we’ve just evolved beyond them. But I believe the
radiation has caused those instincts and physical traits to return.” Caitlin
had the decency to blush. “While Barry and I…”
“Fucked?” Felicity asked.
“Mated,” Caitlin corrected, “I felt a biological drive to
do so. I know personally I felt… dumber… than I am now and my sexual needs were
greater.”
“So what? We are going to turn into sex-obsessed cavepeople?” Barry demanded.
“As long as we control ourselves I think we shall be
alright,” Caitlin stated. “We’ve seemed to stop growing so I think the worst is
over. At best we’ll work on a cure and return to normal. At worst…”
“At worst we are stuck like this,” Iris said. The black woman stopped when her
stomach growled. “Ugh, seriously? We just cleared out all the food in Star
Labs!!!”
“Well, we did work a lot of it off,” Felicity said, trying to lighten the mood.
“So, what should we do? I am starving!”
What none of them realized, as they continued to discuss
their current situation, was that they hadn’t stopped growing. The growth, just
like the wild savages they had briefly become, were merely rested, sated from
the spectacular sex they’d had. This was not a stop… this was only a minor wait
period, a chance to rest off what they had done before their bodies would begin
swelling again… and with it the primal desire to let go of their intelligence and
inhibitions.
It was only a matter of time.