Watching
his wife and Zatanna walk off and join the rest of the crowd of massive satyrs,
Green Arrow panted and grunted with increased effort, thrusting hard into Power
Girl who he had on all fours. “So HARD… Can’t stop…” Grunted Oliver,
practically drooling as he continued to rutt into Kara from behind, his bowling
ball sized testicles bouncing off her thighs as he gripped her wide hips.
Before, he was horny but after being fed milk from the Kryptonian satyress, his
body swelled and expanded into a massive hulk of a goat man, and his erection
was throbbing like it was going to explode. “So fucking HARD! Feels like I’m
gonna… Gonna…” Over ten feet tall and most likely a metric ton of muscle, bone
and fat, the bull satyr winced and panted, lost in the drive to thrust into
anything he could get his cock stuck in.
“Aww,
is the widdle goat gonna blow his cheese?” Mocked Power Girl, looking over her
shoulder and licking her lips back at her friend. “Stop trying to fight it and
just REVEL in this will you?!” With a devilish smirk, Kara swatted her tail
against his face playfully while twerking her ass with each thrust to coax him
further. “Come on and knock me up already, I’ve got other studs lined up to cum
hard into me and you’re holding them up.”
Growling
under his breath and thrusting harder, Oliver finally tensed up and fired off a
torrent of seed into Kara’s womb. The pair crying out as a pool of warm milk
formed under Power Girl’s four massive tits. “Hmm, about time stud, all that
fucking gave me an appeti…” Gasping when she felt Oliver pull her back to the
hilt of his cock, Power Girl moaned when Green Arrow began to renew his fervor
trying to fuck her again. “Still got a taste for cock Kara? Cuz I still got a
load to blow!” Wrapping his leg around hers, Oliver nearly drooled rutting like
a maddened animal. “Hrnnnk… Gonna knock you up so bad you’ll barely walk.”
“THAT’S
RIGHT HOT STUFF, HARDER!” Kara laughed out loud, his thrusts becomes so intense,
her massive breasts wobbled and sprayed milk everywhere, the pools of white
nectar instantly causing plant life to grow under her. Rearing back and
nickering out loud, the two satyrs cried out again with a second shared orgasm.
Kara’s belly swelled noticeably when Oliver emptied his balls a second time
into her starving womb. Growling out in lust, Oliver looked to the other
satyresses in the herd and went hard all over again. Over a dozen satyresses
swooned and whispered to each other watching him plow into Power Girl like two
animals in heat. He wanted them, he wanted ALL of them. To claim each and every
satyress in Buck’s herd and make them all fat with his kids. His wife among
them, but now he had eyes for Zatanna, Power Girl and a few others too. A pair
of red furred satyresses made out close by but kept an eye on him, almost
waiting for him to finish so they could have a turn with him. Another satyress
that might as well have been a clone of Zatanna with pig-tails had her lips
wrapped around a blonde satyr bull but kept her eyes on him too.
Oliver
brayed out when a third orgasm triggered, and he flooded Kara’s insides again.
He wasn’t the Green Arrow anymore, he was a bull in Buck’s herd; he didn’t care
about stopping crime, he just wanted to sow his wild oats until he couldn’t
count his kids anymore. When his fourth orgasm over took him and his thick cum
overflowed Power Girl’s pussy, Oliver finally pulled himself free and snorted,
scratching the underside of his gut before stomping over to the rest of the
herd and practically colliding with a blonde satyress that beckoned him over.
Getting up from the now tall grass that surrounded her and tossing her wild
hair out of her eyes, Kara stomped over to Buck who had been watching the
entire time with three satyresses licking and sucking off his massive length while
he sat on a pile of stones… The only thing left of the mansion Zatanna’s kids
had torn and devoured down.
“So gorgeous,
was he as good as me?”
Pressing
her slowly swelling belly against his shoulder and hefting one of her milk
swollen breasts to his lips, Buck needed no other invitation as he drank the
offered drink and heard the satyress moan. “Not as good as you are handsome, so…
What’s the plan?”
“Well,
this place is dump now, got nothing to eat but shrubs and grass now… Normally I’m
for that but I want some REAL food, and a keg of beer to wash it down.”
Smirking
down at the king of Satyrs, Kara pointed out of the woods towards the city. “Well
maybe we should wander around and get this party out to the streets, have
ourselves a jamboree out in the city, so this herd can REALLY grow.”
“Ooh,
I like how you think sugar tits, guess that’s why I keep you around... Well,
that and the sex.” Blowing a whistle with his fingers in his mouth, the Satyr
god gestured to the herd to follow him towards the city, where the party can
REALLY get started.