Flying back to the
Hall of Justice, the remaining heroes ran to Zatanna’s quarters and office to
find something, anything that could contain Buck. When they got inside, Hal
winced at the mess. Books were tossed off their shelves with some sporting bite
marks, a few vases were smashed and strewn all over the rug on the floor… which
was stained in thick goop the Green Lantern didn’t want to know where it all
came from. The place was a total disaster.
“So… What are we
looking for again?”
Bending at the
knee and shifted a few broken to identify what they were, Diana explained.
“Zatanna said Buck came from a clay idol that broke, if we find the pieces and
make the idol whole again I think we’ll have a prison to put him back into.”
Picking up a heavy tome that looked older than the building itself, Wonder
Woman winced when it sported a bite mark like some half-eaten cookie. “No
wonder she was furious after she woke up.
“Hey, I think I
found one of the pieces.” Lifting one half of the idol up for the others to
see, Superman looked back to the floor for anything else.
“Here’s a piece
too.”
“Got another over
here, I think that’s all of them.” Putting what they found on Zatanna’s desk,
the trio of heroes found the shattered remains of the diol. “Now… Does anyone
have any super glue?”
Padding their
pockets, Green Lantern and Superman came up empty. Looking to Wonder Woman, the
amazon merely raised her hands up. “Hey, don’t look at me, this costume doesn’t
have any pockets.”
“Tell me about it…”
Searching the
ruined room, they rummaged through the drawers of the desk until Hal found a
roll of scotch tape. Shrugging his shoulders, he pulled a length of tape off
the roll and wrapped it around the idol pieces. Five minutes later, the three
looked down at the now repaired idol… Completely wrapped in scotch tape and
looking almost NOTHING like the goat’s skull it originally looked like. “This
isn’t going to work.”
“It has to Clark, we’re
out of options and half of our friends are now braying out in some pasture by
now.”
“No, I mean, THAT
piece is supposed to go over there, it’s a goat not a rhino.”
“Well
EXCUUUUUUUUUUUUSE me farm boy! Maybe YOU should have put it back together.”
Picking the idol
up in her hand, Diana huffed. “Be quiet you two, we have the idol, all we need
now is to find Buck!”
Hearing a chirp
from their communicators, the three listened in on who was trying to contact
them. “Justice League, this is Batman. I have a situation here in Gotham that’s
a little out of my expertise…” Looking to each other, the trio of heroes nodded
before answering. “Let me guess, a satyr named Buck is in town?”
“Well if he is and
if that’s his name then he brought a LOT of friends with him!” Grimacing at the
response, Superman replied. “We’ll be there in just a minute Batman, hold
tight.”
“Will do.” Turning
off his communicator, Batman watched on from a high-rise 50 stories up. With
his binoculars, he could make out dozens if not hundreds of… goat people taking
up the entire rave, the one that was funded by Roman Sionis. The Black Mask
wasn’t there but Batman could see a large male Satyr sitting in his place, and
by the size of the cock he was beating off while half a dozen female satyrs
danced and made out in front of him, he was VERY male indeed! Sharing space on
the couch with him were four other female satyrs that were so curvaceous he
wondered if they could even stand. But apart from that there was no apparent
danger or violence except for maybe some head butting while the loud music
played. “So far nothing catastrophic, drunk and disorderly is a little below my
radar.” Focussing his binoculars, he spotted a woman practically drape herself
onto Buck and straddle his inhumanly massive erection, the look on her face
telling him she orgasmed WELL before he even slipped into her.
Riding him like a
mad woman, Batman noticed something disturbing when the two reached a shared
climax minutes later, one that caused a puddle of jizz to form between Buck’s
feet and make his harem laugh. The woman riding him suddenly began to change,
growing fuller bodied and curvaceous. So much so that the ruined dress she
wore, split and tore before she flung it off to free her new double pair of F
cup breasts, her red hair spread over her entire body and her feet turned to
hooves. A fluffy white tail popped out from above her apple bottom rear and a
pair of foot long horns grew out from her scalp. When her transformation
completed, they went right into round two.
“Now that IS
troublesome!”