“Uuuuuugh…
By the GODS, my aching head…” Sitting up and rubbing her temples, Diana looked
around to find her daughters sitting around the couch and loveseat watching
television, along with four little satyr children she didn’t recognize. “What
happened last night?”
Hestia,
giggling with a ginger furred satyr child bouncing in her lap, leaned down towards
her mother and brushed her pigtails out of the way. “You came back home after
nearly drowning in a ‘boning’ accident with the Flash.” Lifting the smiling
toddler up in her arms, Hestia made the baby wave his hand back at his mother.
“Say hello to your new kids Mom.”
Blinking
back at the laughing little horned bundle of joy, Diana slowly picked herself
up and nearly lost her balance when she looked down at her naked self. Trying
and failing to cover over her four massive breasts and between her legs, Wonder
Woman looked around and found the kitchen picked clean. At that moment the
entire night’s events played out in Diana’s mind. How she completely lost
herself to pregnancy cravings and picked her pantry of every bite… Even eating
a cupboard door! “By Hera… BURP!” Belching out the crumbled metal handle of the
cupboard, Wonder Woman’s cheeks turned bright pink before she ran for her
bedroom and slammed the door shut.
“Mom
doesn’t take these things very well, does she?” Asked Persephone out loud,
getting a collection of shaking heads from her sisters and new brothers.
Several
minutes of grunting and light swearing from their mother’s bedroom later, the
group of satyrs finally spotted their mother step out wearing a full body blue
dress. A dress that yesterday would have fit, but now looked uncomfortably
tight on Diana. Nearly eating half her body weight in whatever food she could
devour, had put a number on the amazon princess’s figure. Her hips were now
wider, her breasts larger and fuller and a softness now protruded between the
hem of her blue skirt and the buttoned-down blouse that just barely contained
her chest.
“My
goodness, how long must I endure this indignity?” Tugging at her top to keep it
straight, Diana wasn’t oblivious to the fact that she had grow taller to boot,
she had to duck out of her bedroom door frame just to get out and even now she
felt her horns scrape the ceiling. Not only that but her family had expanded.
Looking down at one of her new sons waving his arms up to her, Diana on
reaction picked the toddler up and held her son close. “If this gets any worse
we’ll have to move.”
“Well
you can look at the bright side.” Chirped Gaea, playing with her pony tail
between her fingers to distract her baby brother. “You could be having the day
HE’s having.” Pointing towards the television, the extended family of goat
people watched on as a reporter interviewed a fuming Superman. His face was red
with anger and heavy bags could be seen under his eyes from chasing the Flash
throughout the city… And possibly across the world. Blinking back at the image,
Diana was forced to agree.
“I’m
here with the legendary Man of Steel, who for over 9 hours has been trying to
catch the fastest man alive; the Flash!” Turning her attention to the exhausted
Superman, the reporter continued her interview. “Tell me Superman, are the two
of you in another race? Has the Scarlet Speedster under mind control? Tell us
please.”
“Well,
its been a hard chase but don’t worry… When I get my hands on that horn-headed
jackass I’m going to shove that third leg of his and shove it where the sun
don’t shine.”
Lowering
the microphone slightly and blinking in disbelief, the reporter had to look
back to the camera to check that she heard that right. “Uhm… What did he do,
what did he do to YOU?”
“THAT’S
NOT IMPORTANT!” Catching himself and the scene he was making on live
television, Superman straightened himself. “This interview is over, SUPERMAN
AWAY!” Flying off into the sky with the speed and force of a cannonball, the
reporter had to shield her eyes from the turbulence before turning her
attention back to the camera. “Well… There you have it folks, looks like there
some friction among the Justice League. Back to you Ga-“
Turning
the television off and getting a collective ‘Awww…” from her children, Diana
shook her head at the news. “So, the Flash is still running around like a
maddened stud horse, I wonder how the others have coped with last night.”
*
In
the shared loft of Oliver Queen and Dinah Lance; the Green Arrow and Black
Canary respectively, the pair sat in the living room where Dinah dotted over
her newborn triplets. Three daughters with strawberry blonde hair and fur that
giggled and laughed as their mother tickled them.
“So…
Honey.” Coughed the Green Arrow, slumped against a chair watching his wife
affectionately play with her children. “Did they catch the Flash yet? I hear
Superman’s still pretty mad at him.”
Standing
up to her full height and wincing when her horns got caught on the ceiling fan,
Dinah moved towards her husband and leaned down to see him eye to eye, giving
him a full view of her cleavage from her half open night gown. “No, the rest of
the League is still looking, poor guy, I wonder what made him crack like that.”
“Too
bad I’m not as fast, I’d have socked him one for even trying to touch you
Dinah.”
Giving
the man a coy smile, Black Canary leaned forward to kiss her husband… and
nearly smothering him with her four massive breasts. “You’re such a gentleman
sweetie, maybe you can show me WHY I married you later… Like when the kids are
asleep?” Giving her husband a wink, Dinah turned to continue giving her
triplets attention. But Oliver looked towards the night’s affair with a tint of
dread. Ever since his wife had been turned into a satyress, her… Appetites had
been hard to keep up with. Never mind the grocery bill every week, her sex
drive nearly kills the man every night. And it showed. Oliver swore he had lost
15 pounds in the last month alone, not to mention their ever-growing size difference.
Just yesterday Oliver had to check for bruises when he was in the shower.
“S-sure
honey, just let me get a drink.”
Getting
up from his seat, Oliver went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of
water from the sink. “Hey sweetie, is there a reason the water smells like
cinnamon?”
“What
was that Oliver?”
Shrugging
his shoulders, the Green Arrow took a sip. Then another, and another. Finding
himself thirstier than he thought, Oliver poured himself another glass,
oblivious to the sudden bout of chest hair creeping up his shirt. Drinking full
on from the glass, Green Arrow felt his cloths get tighter. He finally stopped
drinking when the pressure in his pants got too tight to ignore. Staggering
from the sink, Oliver’s shoes burst open, revealing cloven hooves that clopped
against the tile floor. His head itched briefly when horns jutted out of his
scalp, growing along with his ears which ended in points. But what had occupied
his attention the most was when his fly finally burst open to make way for a
pair of orange sized testicles and a throbbing erection as big as his forearm.
Huffing
and struggling with the throbbing veiny erection both his hands, it was almost
like he was fighting with the thing. All while erotic images washed through his
mind. “Hrrrrngh… Hard to think… Hard to… So HARD! I’m so fucking HARD! Need to…
Need to…” Images of him having sex with his wife in almost every position he
could think of filled his mind, images of Hawk Girl, Power Girl, Zatanna,
Wonder Woman, a sea of women Oliver wanted to drown in. “Need to… NEED to… Aww,
FUCK!” Braying out in frustration, Oliver’s shirt and pants continued to burst
at the seams, snorting and clopping his hooves like a bull in heat.
Hey
honey, I hear something, you OK…” Instantly pressed against the wall with her
hands pinned over her head, Dinah melted into the kiss from her husband, who
was trying his hardest to explore her mouth with his tongue. Her eyes went wide
when she finally witnessed what the Green Arrow had turned into, but instead of
being shocked, she could only feel aroused excitement, ESPECIALLY while feeling
what felt like a red-hot baseball bat throb between her legs.
“Hey good
lookin, you liked the fastest man alive? How about the man that never misses?”
Giggling with arousal, Dinah wrapped her legs
around her husband while he had her pinned to the wall, the hungry cries of her
triplets in the living room w