The penthouse was filled with grunts, sighs and moans, the squelch of wet organs pressing together, and the scrape of claws on resin. By dawn, Karen's family were snuggled together like a pack of wolves, silent, save for their breath, bellies rising and falling, tendril-hair waving like anemones. Karen and Lyta each had two of the male babies suckling at their fat, swollen teats. They didn't remember who had birthed whom, and in the end, it didn't matter. They had abandoned the pretense of names for the spawn.
Karen awoke first and stretched in the morning sun, bathing in the glorious solar rays. She laid the grubs down and stood up, running her hands down her bountiful shape. She felt wonderful. So natural. So primal. Giving in to her instincts gave her a clarity of purpose she hadn't had since she became a superhero, and it felt so much more fulfilling.
A crack caught her ears, and she saw the cocoon Terra was in had developed a split, and she was beginning to rouse. With a sigh, Karen suppressed her form, returning to the humanlike flesh shape. She was beginning to find her old body tiresome and confining no matter how powerful and attractive it was, but she knew Atlee would be confused and scared when she emerged and Karen didn't want to stress her out.
Atlee fell, coughing and spluttering, from the split husk of the cocoon into Karen's arms. Karen wiped a glob of slime out of her friend's eyes as Terra began to breathe normally.
"Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey," Karen cooed. Terra looked up at her, blinking her now-golden, reptilian eyes. She'd gone from petite to statuesque, growing a head in height and filling out to have the proportions of Karen's old body. Her chitinous skin glistened with the birthing fluid and her snakelike hair writhed with confusion.
"Karen?" she gasped wetly. "What's going on? Last thing I remember was coming here, and then you... put your boob in my mouth." She blinked. "Was that milk? I thought you could only make milk if you had a baby."
"Actually, yeah," Karen smiled. "Did you want some more? I bet you're hungry, Atlee."
The young stratan's eyes lit up as Karen lifted her teat to Atlee's mouth, rivulets of creamy white trickling down the curve of her breast. Karen was glad that her friend had only the loosest idea about human social taboos, and let Atlee drink her fill, guiding her to stand. She wiped her mouth and stared at her arm, now translucent and chitinous, with barbs running down the edge and claws tipping her fingers.
"Oh wow, what happened?" Atlee gasped. "I'm a... what am I?"
"You're one of us now," Karen smiled and relaxed into her new form, weak pink flesh giving way to glossy carapace, blonde hair becoming writhing tendrils and blue eyes becoming golden slits. "And I want to welcome you to the family."
She brought Atlee over to one of the slumbering males and gently stroked her clawed fingers along the length of his bestial cock, coaxing it to full hardness as he slept. She gripped the thick shaft and aimed it towards Atlee's face, a clear droplet of precum beading at the tip. Terra's nostrils flared, finding the smell alluring. It was so musky and masculine and she wanted it inside her!
Instinctively, she took the shaft into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the length, sucking at it like the popsicles she and Karen would share on hot days. The male groaned and shifted, giving Terra a better angle to suck on him. He stiffened with a grunt, and his cock twitched, gushing spurts of thick cream into her mouth. The flavour was intoxicating, and Atlee gulped it down with zeal, greedily sucking at the throbbing organ like a straw.
A beeping sound distracted Karen and she glared at her discarded costume. "What now," she snarled, picking up her communicator.
"Power Girl, this is J'onn," the voice intoned casually. "We need you to come to the Hall of Justice immediately. There was an incident last night." Her stomach flip-flopped.
"I'll be right there," she said. She was beginning to hate that martian with his aloof attitude and probing mind. Reluctantly, Karen forced herself back into human shape and began pulling on her costume.
"Where are you going?" Atlee chirped curiously. She found she could get the cock in her hands to harden up again with a few strokes, and was busily pumping it back to full erection. The male was beginning to awaken groggily.
"I've got... something to take care of, Atlee," Karen grunted as she squeezed into her suit. "The others will make you feel welcome. If you're not sure about something, then just do what feels natural." She smiled at her and soared out the window.