Justice League; Satyr Silliness

[Gorel29]

This is a work of fiction. All characters and locations are the property of DC comics.

Justice League; Satyr Silliness
Chapter 1

In the quarters of Zatanna the Magician at the Hall of Justice, the woman sat at a table surrounded by trinkets and books that she had been collecting for some time, not for any dire situation really, just a hobby really. NONE of the items were dangerous, not by any stretch of the imagination but they were certainly powerful. One was a crystal ball that told her when she had forgotten something, she got that cheap at a shop in little china. One was a voodoo doll of Batman with over a dozen pins in its crotch… She checked, and it wasn’t Bruce, though it looked strangely like him if it weren’t for the weird owl motif. One item was a magic conch that played music, too bad it had lousy taste in 80’s retro. Each of the items was a treasure in one way or another, though really it was a good example of magic gone to waste. Except for what she had in her hands now.

When she did a tour in Greece she managed to find a small clay statue of a goat’s skull in a back-alley market, the proprietor claimed it was magical and being dirt cheap she bought it to find out. “Well, well…” Hummed the woman, examining the thing in her hands under a desk light. “It Seems he wasn’t kidding, you’re not just magical you’re REALLY magical!” Feeling out the energies it gave off the little clay statue gave off as much power as one of Jason Blood’s crystal ball prisons. “Wonder what you were used for?’ Setting the thing down she got up to pull a book off of one of her shelves to identify the clay skull, setting down the dusty old tome she peeled back page after page trying to find out what it was used for, blinking tiredly when after several hours she came up with nothing. Resting her head over her hand she blinked and yawned, pulling page another page when her elbow slipped off the table’s edge and accidently sent the clay skull crashing to the ground.

“Ooops.”

With the clay skull in pieces Zatanna blew a strand of hair out of her eyes, shrugging her tired shoulders. “Well, at least it didn’t cost me anything.”

Instantly she sobered up when the pieces began to glow, and a plume of smoke billowed out from the floor. Standing up, Zatanna backed away when the smoke reached the ceiling and began to take shape, taking on the form of a creature before the mist faded. Standing right in front of her was a tall muscular creature covered in shaggy brown fur, its feet were cloven with hooves and its head bore a pair of horns that stuck out at least a foot. But what really caught Zatanna’s attention was the erection bobbing from its waist! It was bigger than her forearm and just as thick, with a pair of balls that looked comparable to apple or oranges. Blinking back the woman instantly knew what it was but was still taken back by it.

It was a goat man, a satyr.

“FREE! Finally, free after… How many years has it been? Oh who cares, who’s up for some fun? Do people still eat, drink and fuck with wild abandon anymore or is that taboo again?”

“You’re a… A…”

Turning to look at Zatanna, the Satyr leered over her figure before brushing a strand of hair out of his eyes like a male model putting the moves on her. “Well hello beautiful! You in for a bit of ‘pole dancing or do you want to get a drink first?” There was a smell in the air that made Zatanna’s eyes flutter and her cheeks blush. It smelled like cinnamon and oats and it made her feel hot all over. Caught off guard she felt him wrap his arm around her waist and pull her close, the smell making her almost drool at its potency. “The name’s Buck… Rhymes with Fuck, you wanna?”

“Wha… Wait, YOU were in that little goat skull statue? That was a prison for you?!”

“Yeah, turns out I was a wee bit overindulgent for Demeter’s taste, so she slapped me in there when I wrecked a town… Too bad, that was fun. Drinking and eating none stop and having fun with the ladies got on her nerves, especially when I had a good herd going too after I changed a couple of them. But thanks to you I can go back to what’s fun… So, let’s have some fun.” Gesturing with his eyebrows the horny Satyr held Zatanna in his grip, and the magician found it getting more and more difficult to keep her composure with him so close.

Zatanna drowned in his deep, brown eyes; the flickering flame of evil delight that danced behind them drawing her in; like a moth to a flame.  The fingers of her right hand were already kneading themselves into his broad left shoulder hard enough to leave marks and it took nothing for her left hand to fly up and caress Buck behind his pointed right ear.
The young female magician moaned as her cum trickled down her fishnet clad thighs.  Buck’s long red pointy tongue flicked out from his crooked smile.
“I smell a virgin or I’m Hestia’s bastard son,” he chuckled.  “Don’t worry.  Old Buck’s monster will set you a right.  A fine first fuck from ol’ Buck to start you off on your way. That’s what you want, Beautiful.  Not some thimble fingered eunuch of a disappointing mortal.  Nothing but the best for my beauty.”
“Wo nemfof fost nap gnik cufy m’ra et dnasre dnepsu sotesohy t’nap!” Zatanna screamed as she vaulted onto Buck’s giant penis.
Zatanna wrapped her arms around the mighty Satyr’s neck and her booted legs around his waist and thrust down as fiercely as she could to impale herself as far as possible on that impossible organ. 
Her head snapped back, black tresses falling back along her back to her coat tails, and her eyes popped out as her scream of utter agony was dashed away in a sinful sea of sexual ecstasy. She grunted like a beast and thrust down again and again, grinding against Buck as he skipped around her temple to tranquillity matching thrust for thrust.  Her mascara streaked down her face from tears of pain and joy from eyes that shone with unnatural lust over the broad, shaggy shoulder of her seducer.  Zatanna bit down on her knuckles to stem her screams and drank her own hot passionate blood as it stained her lips.  It didn’t matter that this sex crazed stranger had torn apart her white silk blouse or covered her exposed pert breasts with his saliva.  It didn’t matter that her hips felt like they were splitting as if in child birth. It didn’t matter his long rough tongue had snaked into her mouth and found a soft willing partner or that he stank of stale sex and she could smell her own cum mingling with his.  She was bursting free of her constraining comfort zone, her cocoon, and she was going to be like a butterfly and soar!  All that mattered now was that Buck was fucking her as he’d promised, and she’d do anything to ensure he didn’t stop.
As the couple cavorted around Zatanna's private space, Buck suddenly started to sing, or ramble off, a series of outrageous doggerel which the raven-haired heroine didn’t pick up on at first but was soon laughing and singing merrily along with before two more circuits of her dishevelled quarters had been done. 
 
*

Waking up on the floor Zatanna held her head and groggily looked around her quarters, the whole place was a mess like it had been trashed. Slowly getting up she regretted the act when her hips gave out and she fell back to the floor, hearing a noticeable ‘squish’ when she landed on her bottom. “What the hell?” Looking down at herself her buttoned blouse was ripped open and her bloomers were gone, between her legs was a puddle of… something gooey that was as thick as house paint smeared all over her crotch and thighs, the stuff making up a large puddle where she sat. Getting a better look around she found her bra hanging from a lamp shade and her stuff scattered around the floor. “Geez Zatanna what did you do last night?” Slowly getting her bearings, the show magician finally started to remember; how she found a clay statue that broke and released a satyr of all things, named… Buck? And how she ended up riding his third leg for hours in this very room, practically wrapped around his body while he plumbed her inner depths with that log of his… And was there rock music in the background? The whole time it felt like she was drunk or stoned, his natural musk just sent her into a sexual frenzy, just like in those stupid axe body spray commercials.

The memories made her smile sleepily, her eyes fluttering before she snapped out of it and got to her feet after a few tries. When she got up and leaned against the desk for support, she took a better look around and frowned when she picked up one of her ancient tomes… To find a great big bite mark in it like it was a cookie.

“That son of a bitch!”

Apparently ‘Buck’ felt peckish after screwing her seven ways through Sunday and ATE some of her things! The book in her hand was priceless and he took a big bite out of it like it was a waffle!

“No wonder Demeter had him sealed away.” Fuming, she tried cleaning herself up and salvaged what she could of her costume. “When I get my hands on him, I’m gonna…”

*

Black Canary and Hawk girl were walking down the hallway of the Hall of Justice, chatting out new events on their way to the lounge.

“Sigh… Its been BORING the last few days, do you know who I ended up dealing with last week? The Condiment King, he’s just a guy with a ketchup gun.”

“Hey, look at the bright side at least it isn’t one of the BIG villains, I’ll take the Condiment King over Professor Zoom or Doctor Light any day of the week.”

Turning the corner to the lounge the two heroines paused when they noticed a strong scent in the air, like spices and oats it made them blink and shake their heads before stepping inside. What they found made the pair gawk. Taking up space on the couch was what looked like a shaggy haired goat man who was skipping through television channels while beating off to an erection the size of his own arm. The entire lounge was a wreck, with the refrigerator pried wide open and picked clean… Along with the trash bin.

“THERE we go, now we’re talking!” Cheered the smiling goat man when he finally got to a porn channel and tossed the remote over his shoulder. Sneering at the stranger, Hawk girl stormed up behind him at the couch with Black Canary in tow, they didn’t know who or what this creature was, but THIS was way out of line.

“Alright pal just what the hell do you think you’re doing?!” Glaring down at the creature Shayera flared her nostrils, finding the source of the spicy smell came right from him, breathing in again she found herself getting moist.

“Oh, hey ladies, wanna party?”

“Party? You trashed our lounge!”

Shrugging his shoulders Buck got up and looked sheepish at the two women. “What can I say? I party hard, I’m Buck by the way and WHO are you?” Looking over Hawk Girl and focusing on her tits he eventually turned his attention to Dinah, licking his lips at her long legs and strapless top. “Boy what I wouldn’t do to get a drink from THAT tall glass.”

Getting up had given the two the full attention of Buck’s waving erection, with the smell of his musk filling the air and influencing them, Dinah and Shayera found themselves squirming and biting their lower lips. Before Black Canary could protest she ended up being pulled forward into a passionate kiss, her legs almost giving out from the hairy man’s tongue invading her mouth when he finally pulled away, making her swoon. “I didn’t hear a nooooooo.” Bending her over the couch Buck grabbed a handful of her bottoms and ripped them clean off her, exposing her ass and pussy to his raging cock. Looking over her shoulder and whimpering Dinah found Shayera pulled into a kiss herself while the Satyr lined himself up with the blonde’s gushing nethers.

When he sunk into her, Black Canary moaned at his size, her eyes nearly rolling back at being so full and stretched before he started bucking his hips and thrust madly into her.

“OH yeah, not one hour passes being free and already I’m in a threesome. You girls are gonna get wrecked!”

*

Staggering out of her quarters and wiping a strand of black hair out of her eyes, Zatanna slowly regained her composure and stormed down the hallway towards the intercom, she had to warn the others of Buck before he made a serious mess in the Hall of Justice. Finding a wall speaker, she practically collapsed against the wall and clicked the talk button for the entire building to hear her. “Zatanna to Justice League, we’ve… We’ve got a trouble maker in the Hall, try to contain him as best as you can and beware of his… Smell.” Leaning against the wall the dark-haired woman fluttered her eyes and unbuttoned the top of her collar for her to breath before she regained her composure and ran off to find Buck.

“Better pray the others find you before I do Bucko because you are gonna PAY for eating my books.” Storming her way down the lobby where the doors and windows clamped shut with the security lockdown, the magician looked around until she heard something from the lounge. The moans of what sounded like a woman in pain… If it weren’t for the cries for “More” followed seconds after by a goat nickering. Running as fast as she could she turned the corner into the large room and stopped in her tracks when she found what she was looking for.

Plowing into Hawk Girl from behind, Buck had the winged woman pinned behind the couch, her pants pulled down to her ankles and her toes barely touching the wooden floor. Dinah was slumped down on the floor next to them, a look of drunken stupor on her flushed cheeks riding out the long buzz of her explosive orgasms with Buck’s ‘baloney pony’. Inhaling sharply in her anger, Zatanna caught the honey oat scent of the Satyr’s pheromones flooding the room, already making her flushed with arousal, yet in her current state she still had the strength of will to call out.

“WHAT THE FLYING HELL ARE YOU DOING?!”

Braying out with their shared release Buck let loose in Shayera, causing some of his spunk to overflow and spill out onto the floor under his hooves and make Hawk Girl slump down next to Black Canary. Despite having finished screwing both women the goat man was still hard as steel and aiming straight at the flustered magician at the door.

“Oh, hey babe, I wondered when you’d wake up for a second round.”

Blinking and shaking the arousal out of her senses Zatanna clenched her gloved hands and tried DESPERATELY to keep her wits about her… And not stare at the battle cannon aimed straight at her with its two cannonballs reloading. Barging in behind her the rest of the league finally arrived and stopped dead in their tracks at the sight.

“Is that guy a goat?”

“Holy SHIT look at this place!”

“Ugh… That’s never cleaning off.”

“OH, MY GODS! What happened to Hawk Girl and Black Canary?”

The Flash, Booster Gold, Green Lantern, Wonder Woman and Superman stormed and surrounded the exits along with Zatanna at the door, ready to stop the Satyr from escaping. That is until the goat man grabbed his own erection and ‘cocked’ it like a shot gun, aiming his weapon at the heroes blocking his exit.

“ALRIGHT! BACK OFF BEFORE SOMEONE GETS A FACE FULL OF GREEK YOGURT… AND SHAME!”

Booster Gold stepped forward to tackle the goat man before Buck turned and fired at the gold and blue time traveler, blasting him like he was hit with a fire hose and sent him back across the lounge, knocking him out. Backing away the rest of the heroes gave the Satyr some space when Buck turned around, firing off at the window with enough force to destroy the glass frame and jump out the window.

Running up to catch him, the Flash looked out to see the Satyr jump into the trees outside and literally disappear out of thin air.

“Uhm… What the hell was that?”

Diana knelt to check on Hawk Girl and Black Canary, seeing if the satyr had harmed them in any way. What she found were two exhausted women, sticky with sweat and… Other fluids with a dumb look of satisfaction on their blushing faces. “Dinah, Shayera, are the two of you alright?”

“Hmm?... Oh, hey Diana, did a truck drive by? Because I can still feel it…” Still giving a dopey smile and blinking one eye at a time, the winged woman giggled before passing out.

“Is she hurt?”

“No, I think she just had the best sex of her life.” Wiping her hands clean Diana looked to Booster Gold who was still passed out and dripping with Satyr spouge, breathing in the scent Wonder Woman pinched her nose.

Zatanna shook her head at how badly the man was clonked out. “Wow looks like he got hit with a baseball bat.” Breathing in the cinnamon scent of Buck’s fluids on the unconscious man she slurred off. “A big, HARD, so-olid wood bat.” Helping the man up Diana took a deep breath and found her heart beating harder in her chest, the smell making her feel anxious. Slowly Booster Gold regained his senses and shook his head to clear it. “What the hell was that thing? Wha… What the hell am I covered in?

“His name is Buck, he’s a satyr I accidently released from a prison the Goddess Demeter made for him.”

Sitting Booster down, Diana looked worried at that. “Oh my, Demeter can hold some fierce grudges, any idea WHY he was imprisoned?”

Looking around the lounge, Zatanna waved around the area; pointing towards the empty food packaging, pornography on the television and of course the cum stains splashed over Booster and the window Buck made his escape through. “I’ll give you three guesses…”

“What does he want?” Wondered the Flash, accidently stepping on a puddle of spouge and grimacing at how thick it was.

“To… Party it seems, doesn’t look like anything else is on his mind.”

Wringing his hands and shuddering with uneasiness, Booster Gold tried to wipe off the gunk on his costume and grimaced “Ugh jeez, I smell like a spice rack… Lathered in jizz! I need a shower…” Getting up and slowly stepping out of the lounge his steps squished with the fluids he was drenched in, slowly walking out of the lounge and out of sight.

“We’ve got to find Buck and contain him, if he can do this much damage here, I dread to imagine what he could do to a city.” Even though she said that with determination, Diana’s eyes wandered towards the lounge doors where Booster stepped out of, the smell still filling her nostrils.

“I’ll go and find him, he shouldn’t be too difficult for me to spot.” Waving the others off, the Flash zipped out of the lounge with a red blur.

Scratching her head Zatanna felt a headache throb in her skull, surrounded by Buck’s smell made her uncomfortable and she needed some time and space to deal with the growing itch it was causing. “I’ll… I’ll stay here and find something to contain Buck.”

“I too will stay.” Wonder Woman proclaimed. “After all, someone should watch over Dina and Shayera.”

The rest of the heroes scattered and flew out into the city, all in the hopes of catching the delinquent satyr before he caused any damage.

*

Meanwhile in the showers…

“Bleh… Three washes later and I still smell like spunk.” Dunking his face in the shower head, Booster Gold continued to scrub away at his skin under the hot water. Even after he managed to wash it off him and the smell diminished, it still permeated the showers. “And what the hell is THIS about?!” Looking down he gripped at his throbbing erection, the thing had started up after he pulled off his cloths but by now it stood almost a foot in length and was hard as steel. Gripping his length, he tried pushing it down, but it wouldn’t yield.

“I just got shot by a satyr dick, how the hell do I have an erection from that?” He was just about to switch to cold water when he felt a hand gently grip his shoulder and turn him around, just in time to find himself being kissed and pinned against the tiled wall. Wide eyed with shock Booster Gold finds himself face to face with a glass eyed Wonder Woman, breathing hard and pressing her naked chest against his. “Mmmm, you smell good.” Purred the amazon princess just as Booster’s face was turned to the side and claimed into another kiss by Zatanna, the magician just as naked as Diana and massaging the man’s erection at his waist. “Ooh that looks painful…” Bending down to her knees Zatanna took Booster’s cock in hand and began to massage the length of it, licking up his shaft and heft his swelling balls.

He was about to protest when Diana kissed him again and Zatanna took his length into her mouth. With his pleas dying down the two drunkenly aroused women ‘devoured’ him on the spot. Sucking on his cock with all her might Zatanna worked away at his member before pulling him free of her lips with a pop. Scrunching her face in discomfort the dark-haired woman scratched at her scalp, unaware that her breasts and hips began to swell a bit larger. “Damn this headache is getting worse…” Wincing her eyes shut she finally sighed in relief when a pair of horns jutted out of her scalp, growing out almost a foot long before stopping.

“Aaaaaah… That’s better!”

*

At the opposite side of the city in the sleaziest parts of town the double doors to a well-known strip bar “The Titty Twister’ flung open where Buck trotted inside, wringing his hands with a smirk. Behind him was the bouncer, clonked out and leaning against the wall while in front of him with heavy bass and rock music going off so loud his pointed ears thrummed, Buck watched on as a crowd surrounded the stage throwing bills at the dancing women overhead. “Now THIS is what I call a party!”

Making his way over to an empty table Buck lounged back and watched as the latest dancer picked up her tips and blew a kiss back at her audience before moving past the curtain. Cheering from his table and hollering when a gorgeous blonde sashayed into view Buck smirked up at the woman when her eyes went glassy and her cheeks flushed, his pheromones already kicking in. The sight of the half-naked dancer straddling and spinning around the brass pole made his cock thump the table, practically making the thing jump off its feet.

Minutes later a waitress in a black corset approached and giggled, fanning herself when Buck’s scent filled her nostrils. “Oh, hey handsome… You know it’s the ladies that are supposed to be naked in here, right?” She giggled.

“Hey if I had pants that fit they’d have three legs babe, whatcha got to drink around here?”

“Drink?” For a moment the woman blinked hazily, looking more aroused by the minute and unable to concentrate on anything except the honey oat scent filling her senses and the peak of the massive shlong thumping under the table.

“How’s about this doll? Bring me the best you got and you and me could do a little pole dancing of a DIFFERENT kind.” Nudging his eyes brows Buck looked up to see the lust drunk woman instantly got the idea and licked her lips before sauntering away, adding an extra wiggle to her hips. Looking back up at the stage Buck chuckled at how all the dancers were getting more and more lurid with their shows, each one of them leering at him like a bunch of starving cats at a caged tweety bird.

“Yep, this is gonna be a WILD party!”

*

Meanwhile back at the Hall of Justice…

Dinah and Shayera sat alone in the sickbay, a blush on their cheeks that refused to go away even an hour after Buck had made his escape. Having been royally plowed six ways through Sunday the two women sat and shivered, their sensitivity was so heightened from their experience with the horny satyr that they could feel traffic drive by.

“Ooh, that’s a fire truck.” Whimpered Black Canary, wriggling in her seat and trying to calm her booming heart.

“Yeah… A firetruck filled with big hunky fire MEN… Damn how can I still be so damn horny? That… Whatever he was, RUINED me for other men.”

“You tell it sister.” Shivered the blonde bombshell, noticing that Hawk Girl’s top seemed to be getting tighter, like her breast were getting bigger somehow. Or maybe it was a trick of the eye. “He was like a vibrater, sausage and stun gun all in one!”

“Speaking of stunners…” Husked Shayera, shuffling over to meet shoulder to shoulder with Black Canary. “But I think your tits are slipping out of that top.” Looking down Dinah giggled when she noticed her full C-cups had expanded to proud DD’s and her nipples were threatening to pop free of the upper rim of her strapless top.

“Oops, guess I’m getting a bit too big for this.” Prying up her top to keep it from slipping completely she noticed Hawk Girl staring at her, licking her lips and giggling to herself. “Say, when did you get THOSE sweater puppies, huh?” Husked Dinah, looking down at Shayera’s painted on top and her erect nipples threatening to pierce the fabric containing them. Out of character she even groped the full round orbs in her hands and smiled when the winged woman moaned and fluttered her feathers. “Wow… They’re so… Soft.”

Giggling the two looked up and their noses bumped into each other, hazy with lust and breathing hard there was no hesitation when they both leaned forward and collided into a passionate kiss, their hands roaming over their tits and hips while trying to suck out each other’s tongues.

Had they been aware of it they would have noticed brand new horns jutting out of their scalps and goat tails trying to wriggle free from the backs of their costumes, instead they continued to make out, becoming more hot and heavy by the second until Hawk Girl pulled back and ripped open her top.

*

Back in the showers Diana slumped down against the tiled wall, a tired grin on her lips while her hands continued to work at her full breasts. Booster Gold had just finished loud and hard into the amazon princess and now had Zatanna bent down and mounting her from behind, the water still drizzling down their naked bodies.

Moaning and swooning Wonder Woman looked up at the two going at it. Booster was panting and grunting, trying to thrust his now massive cock into the magician woman’s folds bent over in front of him. Foot long horns now stood out from his scalp and his pointed ears swiveled every time he managed to make Zatanna scream, which was often. Hearing a creak, the woman noticed his hips and shoulders get wider, making room for the baseball sized testicles swelling up under that baseball bat plowing hard into Zatanna, his tail snapping every time he ground into her.

Booster Gold’s chest hair had spread to about… Well… Everywhere! At first it gathered at his shoulders and back, but it had spread out to the rest of his body until it looked like he was covered in a sheen of blonde hair, or fur. Lazily looking towards Zatanna, she was no different. Crying out and gyrating her now wider hips and ass, the magician was now covered head to toe with a smooth sheen of black fur, the only thing left bare was her face and stomach. Her breasts had swollen steadily and now swung at her chin as hefty E cups. A pair of horns jutted out above her own scalp and in between cries of passion the woman even nickered.

“Ah fuck, I think I’m gonna blow…”

“Yes! Do it! Fuck meeeee… Agh, I’m so hot, HOT… Cold, cold, cold, cold, COLD, cold!”

Suddenly sobering up, the trio separated and shuddered when the hot water instantly turned cold. Looking to each other like they just came out of being drunk or high.

“Wha… What the fuck did we do?!

“Forget that! You’ve got horns!”

“Me? Look at you, you could beat a person to death with that thing.”

“I think he pretty much did, with us.” Covering herself up and looking for a towel, Diana staggered from being so sore, yet satisfied. Finally wrapping one around herself, the amazon tossed a couple towards the two still trying to cover their new additions, looking at themselves with confusion and embarrassment.

“Just what the hell happened anyway?”

“Buck!” Gritting her teeth Zatanna fumed while tying the towel around her large chest. “When I get my hands on him I’m going to use his horns for shoe hangers!”

“Wait… You’re telling me his spunk turned you and me into…” Going cross-eyed, Booster Gold’s erection finally went limp and swung at his knees before he spun around and threw up. “Ewww…” Leaning back, the two women gave the man a moment before he stood up and gasped. “Hawk Girl and Black Canary!”

“Oh shit!” Looking for their cloths the trio quickly tried to get dressed and ran to the sickbay.

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Justice League; Satyr Silliness
Chapter 2

“Ah… This is the life…”

Buck sighed and leaned his horned head back, his legs splayed out to give the three dancers more room to suck at his cock while reaching to the side for another bottle of booze he helped himself to. Not too long after he arrived at the strip bar, his natural musk had affected everyone inside, and one by one the ladies became a little MORE interested in the goat man at the back of the bar than usual. Now they were all in a frenzy, apart from the three trying to lick their way to the center of his tootsie roll, two others mashed their breasts in his face and offered to either feed him or pour his drinks. “Can’t ask for anything else than this.”

“HEY ASSHOLE!”

Looking up from all the attention, Buck found he also gathered the attention of a few thugs sneering down at his ‘private party’. “Your hogging all the ladies’ man, this place ain’t for freeloaders.” Seeing them crack their knuckles, the goat man chuckled a bit nervously.

“Hey guys, just sampling what this place has to offer is all.”

The owner stood along with the goons staring down at the goat man. “You drank 6 bottles of scotch and 3 bottles of tequila by yourself! I’d be surprised if it all wasn’t so damn expensive, time to pay.”

“Maybe I… hnggh… I should make the party BIGGER, huh?” Arching his back the ladies at his crotch continued to work him over until he gripped at his massive cock and aimed it up.

“Dafuq you doing freak?!”

Giving his meat a tense beat off his balls gurgled like a pair of grenades ready to go off.

Make… it… RAIN!”

Everyone gasped and covered themselves when a gout of spouge blasted up like a volcano, smearing everywhere and everyone.

*

Flying over the city in the middle of the night, Power Girl continued to scour the city, hoping to find the… Goat man the League had informed her about. She wasn’t there when it all happened but from what she was told it was ridiculous to say the least.

“A satyr runs amok and they need us to find him, heh, from what I heard he should be given a medal.” Stopping in mid-air the blonde bombshell smirked before stretching, feeling tired. “The only man I can think of who could give three Justice League heroines a good dicking and survive.” Hovering over the city a breeze blew through her and a strange scent filled her nose, making the blonde blink and sniff the air.

“Ooh, what’s that?” Sniffing the air again she looked down to where it looked like it was coming from. “Smells like ‘sniff sniff’ apples and ‘sniff’ oatmeal.” Floating lower and lower towards the streets Power Girl made her way down to the sleazy end of the city, where she followed the scent to the booming bass of a strip bar at the edge of town. Landing on her feet she looked around and found the line empty with no security at the door.

“This is fishy… But that SMELL, I’ve got to know the source of it.” Had she noticed she would have found her nipples tenting the fabric of her top and her face looking more and more flush by the time she got to the door and shoved it wide open. The instant she did the smell hit her like a slap in the face! Blinking at the sights and sounds she wandered into the dark lit club to find the entire place in ruins. Tables and chairs were broken over the tiled floor along with the rolling bottles and glasses of spilt drinks. The DJ center was left unattended and the bar was drained dry of every drop of booze whether it was from the bottles or the tap. But what caught the woman’s attention and kept her from looking away was the rough and wild orgy going on at the center of the stage.

Dozens of men and women went at it like they were on super powerful aphrodisiac! The strippers and waitresses wailed and cried out while they were being mounted and plowed by every man there. Some being pig roasted from mouth to pussy while others were tangled up in each other, kissing each other so hard they might very well be trying to suck the air out of each other’s lungs. Breathing hard and wiping the sweat off of her forehead, Karen staggered towards the mass of writhing men and women towards the source of the spicy scent that had drawn her here and now enraptured her completely. Leading towards the far corner of the strip club where she found a woman bent over and being fucked hard by… A satyr!

“Hnnngh! That’s right babe take it! Take it all…” Nickering out like a Billy goat the satyr tensed and as Power Girl watched he released a torrent into the buxom red head so hard it was like a fire hose had gone off, making the woman cry out while her eyes rolled back in mind blowing orgasm. Pulling out with a messy slurp the Satyr separated from the unconscious stripper and turned his direction to the blonde heroine standing mere feet from him.

“Well Helloooooo beautiful! Did you come for the party or are you here for me?”

“I… I’m here to take you in…” Panting and flushed Power Girl moaned, squirming on the spot when she felt a trickle of moisture drip down between her legs. Raising his arms up Buck chuckled a bit before answering. “Whoa, hey now, I’m just here looking for a good time, aren’t you?”

Pulled in too quickly for her to react, Karen gasped when she was pressed up against the Satyr’s hairy chest and into a deep kiss, the two-foot cock at his waist bobbed and thumped between her squirming legs. Spun around and pressed against the wall, she found herself wrapping her legs around his waist when he pulled back to grope at her breasts. Something she would have pummeled him for but now every pleasure center in her brain was going off like fireworks.

“Damn girl you’ve got some tits on you!” Feeling the goat man lick his way down her cleavage hole Karen squirmed and moaned, arching her back to give him better access. She didn’t even notice or care that he was thumbing aside the bottom of her costume until she felt him drive his cock deep into her folds. When THAT happened her world exploded, wrapping her arms around him she nearly drooled. Penetrated deep by something comparable to a bowling pin she cried out and moaned, begging for more.

When she looked over his shoulder in between thrusts she looked over to the red-haired stripper passed out over the table, too busy to care when she witnesses a fluffy tail pop out above the woman’s ass cheeks and a pair of horns sprout from her scalp.

*

Meanwhile back at the Hall of Justice Zatanna, Booster Gold and Wonder Woman had gotten dressed and rushed towards the sickbay, where they had left Black Canary and Hawk Girl. Turning a corner in the hall Zatanna had to shift her buttoned blouse again, apart from being covered in black fur which made her itch all over, her bust had ballooned to full E cups that threatened to pop the middle buttons off her top. She already had to toss her bra after it failed to clasp behind her. Not only that but her bloomers and stockings were tight on her, her hips and ass had grown into a full booty with a fluffy tail pointing out between her coat tails. Booster Gold fared no better since his own coat of fur made him occasionally scratch his arm and neck, but the real problem was the massive bulge in his pants, he looked like he had stuffed a cat down his pants!

“There, there’s the lab.” Turning the last corner, the three stopped at the door frame right behind Wonder Woman, crashing into her back and forced to look over her shoulders at what had stunned her still.

“OH FOR FUCKS SAKE!!!”

Cloths were scattered all over the floor where a pair of… Creatures ground into each other, scissoring between their legs and alternating between kissing, groping and trying to get even more tangled up in each other. Dinah had grown a smooth coat of blonde fur all over her body save her face, chest and stomach. A blonde and white fluffy goat’s tail poked out from her now larger ass cheeks and a pair of horns stuck out from her long flowing blonde hair. Shay’era was no better with red fur covering her entire body and horns on her head sticking out through her curly red locks. Her wings fluttered when Dinah managed to lick her way up her chin, coaxing Hawk Girl to reach back and tuck at the woman’s tail playfully, making Black Canary moan and scream.

“S-stop that you two!” commanded Wonder Woman, her only response was brief eye contact with the two satyress’s before they went right back at it. Finally squeezing passed Diana, Zatanna gestured over her head and chanted out a small spell. “Knud ruoy sdaeh ni eci retaw.”

Instantly two buckets of ice water appeared above the grinding pair and dumped freezing cold water on the both. Cold wet and instantly sobered up from whatever they were on the two satyress women separated and shivered, crying out in protest until they took stock in what they had been doing for the last half hour. “What the hell… Wha… What’s on my head?” Feeling over the two horns jutting almost a foot from her scalp Shay’era blinked looking down at her now E cup breasts and fur covered body. “I’m… I’m… “She never had a chance to finish her attempt at a sentence when Black Canary screamed at the top of her lungs, causing all the glass in the room to shatter and everyone present to shut their ears. “WHAT THE FLYING FUCK HAPPENED TO ME?!”

“Buck!” Answered Zatanna, sticking a finger in her pointed ear to stop the ringing. “Buck screwed us and as a lovely result we got turned into satyrs.”

Picking themselves up and trying their best to cover up the two looked to Booster Gold and back at Zatanna. “What about him?”

“Please… Don’t ask!”

Looking around the floor the pair of satyress’s gathered their clothing and got dressed, squinting and huffing in effort trying to get their now ill-fitting cloths onto their now curvier frames. All the while Booster Gold leered at their wider hips and busts and tried to hold down the bulge thumping in his pants. “Wait a minute, if… The three of us were going at it in the shower why didn’t Diana turn?”

Getting a death glare from the Amazon princess for bringing that up, it did leave a valid question in the air, one that Zatanna found the answer to very quickly. “Maybe HE’s the only one that can turn other people, if that’s the case we need to find him quickly.”

“Otherwise this city is going to be a great big orgy of goat people, following the tail of the biggest DICK in town!”

Finally dressed and tugging uncomfortably in their now ill-fitting costumes the five League members still at the hall worried if they could reverse Buck’s influence. “This… This sucks!” Looking over her shoulder Dinah frowned at her new apple bottom and fluffy white tail poking out above her black bloomers, her stocking showing holes from being overstretched. In front her strapless top overflowed with E cup breasts that threatened to burst her top wide open. “I can at least get bigger cloths but what the hell am I going to do about these horns?”

“Buy a file, or an angle grinder.” Shifting her top, Hawk Girl squirmed in her one piece, her front left half open to give her bust room to breathe.

“This better be reversible, the last thing I want is to be called the Black Doe.”

Chuckling a bit, Booster Gold shifted his gold tinted sunglass, his smirk finally returning. “Pff… If it fits.”

“Ass!”

“Well look at the bright side ladies.” Offered Diana, the only human left unchanged among the four. “At least it can’t get any worse right?”

Suddenly feeling hot, Zatanna rubbed at her chest just when her blouse began to go taut, the buttons creaking from the pressure they were trying to keep at bay. “Wha… What the heck?” Her shoes burst off her feet, her heels breaking when her bare feet began to change, her toes merging to become a pair of hooves. Scratching her head her horns grew longer, making her top hat useless to hide them after she took it off to scratch her scalp. By the time it all ended her top finally burst open, sending buttons flying everywhere when a second pair of breasts ballooned out from under her original ones. Hawk Girl and Black Canary soon followed, gasping and moaning while their bodies swelled and grew. Canary’s top finally split open, falling to the ground after it lost the battle against four E cup breasts, standing full and proud from her chest. Shay’era’s top looked almost painted on her, her own four tits taking up the contours of the spandex material. Both women had to shift their stance when their boots burst open to reveal hooves of their own. Booster Gold gasped when the erection that had been forming down his pant leg began to throb and rage, his boots cracking open to make room for hooved feet and his shirt rolling up when muscle mass piled on his entire frame, making his shirt ride up and his pants button pop off and unzip.

“You just had to jinx it didn’t you princess…”

*

Moving like a red blur through the city, the Flash ran from one street through the next faster than the eye could see. Going over every detail he came across he still couldn’t find Buck anywhere… Which was pretty impressive to say the least.

Stopping instantly with a rush of air catching up to him Barry had his fingers to his chin in deep thought. “Hmm, where would a horny party animal go to in the middle of the night?” Looking around he witnessed a sports car drive by, a convertible with half a dozen teenagers cheering with the music on while driving top speed down town. “Heh, guess I have to think like a party animal if I have to catch one…”

Closing his eyes Barry Allen pictured it all in his head. “Dhur… I’m a big dumb jock that thinks with his dick. It’s Friday night and the big game is on, so I’m gonna call some ladies over and get some…” Opening his eyes wide he snapped his fingers and pointed directly to where he knew where to go. “TO THE LIQUER STORE!” With a spark of static lightning and a rush of air the Flash disappeared from the spot and ran towards the biggest store he knew was in town.

Within a second, he stood in front of the ruined entrance of the city beer store… Or what was left of it! The automatic doors had been shoved off their hinges and the windows pulverized into glass chips. All around his feet were the empty bottles and cans of various beers and booze. Inside he spotted the owner, on his knees and crying, surrounded by enough empty cans to make a fort with. “What the heck happened here?”

Looking up at the Flash, the shop owner gripped at his costume, tears still falling from his face. “They came out of nowhere!!! One minute I’m serving a twelve pack, the next a bunch of… Goats storm in and drank everything, EVERYTHING!” Letting go the man stepped back and looked around, his face marred with disbelief. “How could they drink everything? Even an Irishman would have passed out before he finished the shelf, THESE things drank every drop of beer I had, they even drank the turpentine I keep in the back for cleaning!” Rolling onto his back the store owner cried on. “I’m ruined, all because of a bunch of goat people.”

“Yeah… Happen to know where they went?”

At that moment the pair heard a belch that echoed out into the distance, one where the Flash noticed came from the alley way across the street. “Never mind.” Like a blur the Flash zipped towards the alley and found who he was finally after.

“Alright Buck, time to OH MY GOD!” Covering his eyes and looking away, the Flash had run straight into an orgy in the middle of the alley. What used to be the bouncers, dancers and patrons at the strip bar had now become fully formed satyrs tangled into a wild orgy. Without any discretion or shame the herd of goat people ground, gyrated and thrust into each other like wild animals. One of the former dancers, now a plump, four titted satyress was being spit-roasted by two of the former bouncers. Braying out loud when they finally flooded her mouth and pussy. One other satyress was being double penetrated front and back, practically cross-eyed from the sensation of her pussy over stuffed with a pair of cocks that were the size of bowling pins trying to reach her center. Chancing to look, Barry found Buck at the far back, sitting on a pile of garbage he was eating from while three satyress’s knelt hip to hip sucking him off and giving him titty fucks with their quartette of mummeries.

“Justice League, this is Flash, I found Buck… Ugh… I think we’re going to need a fire hose to deal with this.”

Just as he was about to try and apprehend the rogue satyr, the Flash felt a shadow loom over him. “Hey handsome!” Turning around he was tackled to the ground and found his face buried in four basketball sized breasts, their weight alone keeping him from being able to breath until he managed to pull himself loose and gasp for air. Looking up his eyes bugged out of his mask with who he found himself face to cleavage with.

“POWER GIRL?!”

“Hi Barry, fancy seeing you here.” Chirped the blonde satyress laying on top of the prone and stunned Flash on the ground, his eyes bugging out of his face mask over the mountains of cleavage between the two. “I met this guy and we’ve been partying ever since… Wanna fuck?” Feeling her deft fingers trace their way down to his crotch, Barry stuttered a response.

“K-Karen! Look at you, look at what’s going on, you’ve got to snap out of hmmmph mmhmph!” Cut off when Power girl mashed her massive breasts into his face, the satyress smirked at his struggles. Pulling back, she giggled when he gasped for air. “Oh, Barry come ON, it’s just a party, live a little…” Getting up off the red suited hero Barry realized just how far changed the woman was.

Covered in blonde fur and sporting horns the size of beer bottles, she was completely naked. Her feet had become a pair of hooves that forced her to walk like she was wearing heels, giving her rear a swivel with every step when she started walking away from him. She was bigger too, all around it seemed. Her four soccerball sized breasts stood full and proud from her chest and her hips and ass were wide and round, showing off a fluffy tail that wagged happily when she sauntered up to Buck, the satyr having finished satisfying the trio at his raging boner and smiled when Karen approached.

“Hey babe, you like leaping tall buildings in a single bound? Cuz I’ve got an erection.”

“Sure do, hot stuff, hope it’s as powerful as a locomotive.” Swinging a leg around his waist Karen aimed his massive cock at her folds and sunk down hard and fast.

Rolling over onto his hands and knees and getting back up, the Flash could not believe what Karen had become or what she was doing, at times he had to divert his eyes and plug his ears, a blush of embarrassment on his face the entire time.

Power Girl was a screamer!

Wanton and shameless she moaned and howled out every thrust into her moist folds, twerking her hips and mashing her breasts against his chest and chin. When she wasn’t trying to let the entire alleyway know she was having an explosive orgasm she leaned forward and kissed the satyr hard, the two making out briefly before grinding away again.

“I LOVE it when you babes turn full satyr.” Grunted Buck with a stupid grin on his face, gripping at Karen’s ass like safety handles while thrusting even harder. “You go from prudes to cockacidal maniacs!”

“BUCK! Shut up and FUCK MEEEEEAAAHHHHH…” Screaming and trailing out into a goat bray, Power Girl and Buck erupted like a bad water gasket. Whatever didn’t flood Karen’s insides splashed out all around, creating puddles of goat goop everywhere… Even spraying on Barry’s leg.

“Ah jeez!” Trying to wipe the thick viscous cum off his red costume it was as thick as syrup, sticking to his fingers even when he tried to contact the League again. “Guys! Get the hell over here, and please, PLEASE bring soap!” Keeping an eye on the other satyrs in the alley going at it, Barry stepped back to make sure he could keep an eye on them. Looking up at Karen he thought his eyes were playing tricks on him when he noticed her hips and ass swell larger, her thighs and arms getting thicker and her tits ballooned even rounder. Was she getting fatter? Larger?

Wiping her sweat slick hair out of her eyes and noticing her horns were longer Power Girl smiled down at Buck and squeezed her pussy muscles to get his attention. “Hey STUD, got any more to give or are you filled with just puns now?”

Thrusting his hips Buck smiled back when he gripped at her wider ass. “Cock joke babe… Cock joke.”

*

Flying down from the sky and landing on the pavement of the low end of the city Superman and Green Lantern looked around, finding a liquor store practically emptied out where the shop keeper swept up broken glass and ruined beer cans in silence. In a flash of light Zatanna had teleported the rest of the League to the co-ordinates the Flash had given them, making the two blink when they found Wonder Woman with a now ‘satirical’ Zatanna, Black Canary, Hawk Girl and Booster Gold.

“Uhm…” Looking away, Green Lantern grimaced while Superman turned his attention to the hydrant across the street, rocking his heels back and forth to avoid the elephant in the street.

“What?!”

“Your… Everything is showing.”

Tugging at her black dress coat and trying again to cover her four massive tits Zatanna frowned at the two. “Yeah well looks like Buck left us a little present after making his escape.”

“You gone goat girl.”

“HAL!” Storming over and knocking him against the shoulder, Wonder Woman tapped her foot. “Grow up! We’ve got to get this satyr before he causes more trouble.” Rubbing the sore spot to his shoulder Hal looked the amazon princess over and made a confused face. “Hey why don’t you have horns and four tits?”

“Because she didn’t get spunked by that prick!” Grimaced Booster, shifting his belt line to give his now larger package some space.

“What? So, you got turned because… Eww!”

Grouping up the League stepped into the alleyway, ready to bring Buck in to be contained. What they WEREN’T ready for was a group of naked satyrs grinding into each other right in the middle of the alley. Moaning and braying out loud the band of satyrs fucked shamelessly, the smell of it made them all dizzy. Looking around Zatanna found herself blushing at the sight of a curvaceous satyress with her back to the brick wall while a brute of a satyr plowed into her deep and hard, across the alley another satyr was pinned against the wall while a full bodied satyress sucked him off. Some of them ate out of the nearby trash cans and waste bins like feeding troughs while others relieved themselves around the corner.

Taken back the League were left dumb-struck, covering their noses or shaking off the cloud of pheromones filling up the area. A single voice cut through the noise of grunts and moans, one that Zatanna instantly recognized.

“NOW IS THIS A PARTY OR WHAT?” A drunken chorus of woots and cheers called out from the herd of satyrs to Buck’s question, the larger Satyr sitting on a dumpster while a blonde satyress sucked him off.

“BUCK! You are coming with us!” Pointing at the goat man accusingly, Superman’s eyes slowly lowered to the satyress between Buck’s legs, recognizing her face when she pulled away with a pop of her lips.

“POWER GIRL?!”

“Oh hi Clark…” Giggled the curvaceous goat woman, still pumping Buck’s shaft in her hands. “Welcome to the party, we’ve been having a blast.” Hearing Buck chuckle, she looked up at the goat man who smirked back. “Yeah, keep that up babe and I’ll show you a REAL blast.” Hinted the satyr by jerking his hips up.

“Promises, promises.”

“Get away from him Karen, YOU Buck are going back into that clay idol, party’s over!”

Standing up and looking offended, Buck and the rest of the satyrs stopped dead what they were doing, finally taking notice of the Justice League blocking the end of the alley way. “Party’s over? PARTY’S OVER?! No way José, we’re gonna party til the sun comes up.”

“Yeah!” Piped in one of the satyrs, a former bouncer at the strip bar Buck had barged into before. “What makes you think this party is over?” Accused the buff goat man sticking a finger at Superman’s chest, nonplus Clark flicked a finger at the satyr’s forehead… Making the goat man smile stupidly before his eyes rolled back and he passed out unconscious.

Seeing that Buck did the only thing that came to mind. Blowing a whistle with his fingers in his mouth, Buck called out in the alley way “Hey RED, looks like your friends are here to stop the party.”

Hesitant for only a mere second the rest of the League looked around confused, wondering who Buck was talking to… That was until a red blur zoomed through the narrow space and began running around everyone faster than the speed of sound, looking like some red Tasmanian devil whirling up a storm before stopping between the satyrs and the League.

“FLASH?!”

Chugging a beer bubba in his hand like it was a bottle the ginger furred satyr let out a belch before wiping his lips, grinning drunkenly at his friends and scratching his furry chest.

“Hey geysssh… ‘BELCH’… Whatsssh all this about ending the party? Itch just started getting good.” Crushing the bubba over his horned head and tossing it behind him, the transformed Flash staggered before going into a spin, running around his friends and keeping them from escaping. Surrounded by the red blurring after effect of Barry’s presence, the Justice League kept their guard up, ready for anything. Gasping in shock Diana felt the Flash slap her on the ass, moving too fast to get a fist across the face when she swung out to hit him. Booster Gold felt a hooved foot kick him in the ass, too fast for him to react to and blast with energy. Worse was Black Canary, who suddenly went still and moaned, drooling slightly when the red blur focused on her. Collapsing to her knees, her friends found her blushing and the fur at her thighs damp with her moisture. “He… Vibrates…”

Keeping an eye on the Flash, Superman tried to reason with the goat speedster, keeping his hands out peacefully. “Barry, Buck did something to you… Plus you’re drunk, just listen to me for a second and…” Feeling something punch him in the face, Superman eyes glared red. “DID YOU JUST SLAP ME ACROSS THE FACE WITH YOUR DICK?!”

“Uh oh!”

“COME HERE YOU SON OF A…” Joining in on the tempest, Superman chased the Flash throughout the space of the alleyway, the red and blue blurs forcing everyone to grab onto whatever they could to stay on the ground while they chased each other. The Green Lantern tried to step in but got hit hard by something that felt like a baseball bat across the chin, knocking him out. “Hal.” Running over to help him Hawk Girl stopped when the red blur of the Flash ran around her, making her cross-eyed when he screwed her to multiple orgasm faster than she could blink. “FLASH, CUT IT OUT OR I’M GOING TO CUT IT OFF!!!” Grabbing at the golden lasso at her belt, Diana swung it out and found purchase, only to end up being pulled along for the ride and being caught in the chase between the Flash and Superman.

Buck watched on and winced, backing up until he moved to Power girl’s side and hugged her close, squeezing at her rear. “Looks like this party’s got some drama going on. Wanna head out someplace more fun?”

“Sure DO, hot stuff.” Giggled the blonde satyress, giving his erection a playful squeeze. “And I know a GREAT hot spot to party too.”

“Heh, I knew there was a reason I liked you… Besides the wild fucking.” Giving the satyr woman a kiss, he slapped her playfully on the ass, making her giggle again. “How about we take the rest of the party with us? The more the merrier.”

“Righteo!”

Moving with the same speed as her cousin and the Flash, Power Girl zipped through the crowd and picked up every satyr cheering on the red and blue fight going on in the alley. Taking them all out of the alley and somewhere else to live it up. After several seconds the storm of air died down and Superman finally had the Flash in his grip.

“Hey supssss… No hard feelingssh right?”

Flicking him across the forehead like he did the other satyr, Barry smiled drunkenly before passing out. “Nap nap…” When the others leaned in to see if he was OK, Flash disappeared in a blonde blur and escaped, leaving a rush of wind behind him.

[Gorel29]

Justice League; Satyr Silliness
Chapter 3

With the last of the satyrs pulled out of the fight, Power Girl giggled and pressed up against Buck’s side, her four breasts mashing over his arm and shoulder. “There we go handsome, the gang’s all here.” The crowd of satyrs that used to be the dancers and patrons at the strip bar he visited, shook off whatever whiplash they got and looked around, obvious to everyone that they weren’t in the city… Actually, it looked like they were in another city altogether.

“Hey… This looks like…”

“Yup, its Gotham City.” Chirped the blonde furred satyress stroking Buck’s lengthening cock eagerly. Dark out and foggy the city was quiet except for the sound of police sirens off in the distance and the occasional gun shot. “It’s a bit rough here but the night life is awesome!”

“Oh yeah?” Smirked the satyr being caressed by the former kryptonian. “Well Buck likes it rough!” Spinning Power Girl around to see him face to face he shared in her laugh before kissing her, giving her rear and tits a squeezing and lifting her leg up to enter her. “Tell me babe, ever done it ROUGH and WILD out in the open?”

“Nope but something tells me I’m gonna love it!”

Before the two could begin a sonic wave passed through the entire herd, forcing everyone to cover their ears and fall to the ground. Buck continued to stand, his eyes going blurry before he stood up and rubbed a finger into his pointed ear.

“Wow… Someone’s a screamer.”

“Yeah? Well your gonna be a crier soon!” Standing ready Black Canary, Zatanna, Hawk Girl and Booster Gold were surrounded by Buck’s herd, unlike them they still wore what remained of their tightening clothes over their transformed bodies. “You’re going back in your idol Buck, right after I kick you in the ass so hard my boot flies out of your damn mouth!” Sneering at the satyr that caused all of this, Zatanna fumed. Even the sweet oat smell coming off the creature wasn’t enough to die down her anger.

“Oops, looks like I picked up the others too, HEY Booster, looking good.” Winked Karen, blowing a kiss towards the time travelling hero.

“Oh hey, I remember you.” Said Buck, moving away from a now pouting Power Girl to look at the dark furred satyress staring daggers at him. “You’re the one that let me out, hey four tits look good on you.”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Glaring back at him her eyes darted between staring at his smug face and the foot and a half long sausage aiming right at her. Keeping back and licking her lips, Zatanna looked to her friends and found them leering at him too, while Booster tried keeping his own erection down with both hands and avoided looking at his companions or the other satyresses swooning all around him.

“You know if you wanted another ride on my baloney pony all you had to do was ask, heck it even comes with a pair of reigns.” Taping a finger at his long horns Buck chuckled while the rest of his heard laughed.

“Just… Just keep talking ass-hole!”

Breathing in deeply out of anger, Zatanna’s nostrils filled with the sweet honey oat scent of Buck’s natural musk, her cheeks going red from arousal the longer she was glaring at him. Blinking from the haze of it, she didn’t even realize he was standing right in front of her until she felt his cock poke at her stomach.

“Y’know I’m surprised you didn’t go hog wild girl, being a satyress has its benefits.” Pulled in close until her crowded chest mashed against his, Zatanna moaned being so close to the source, and when he kissed her deep and hard, her mind exploded. “I mean think about it doll, you can eat whatever you want, drink whatever you want and best of all rutt and FUCK as much as you want. Feeling his hand roam down to her tight bloomers, she whimpered in lust when he ripped them off and positioned himself to plunge into her drooling pussy. Moaning louder she barely resisted when he pried the rest of her costume off in one pull, freeing her four E cup tits and making her naked like the other satyrs.

Stuffed completely and drunk on the scent of pheromones in the air, Zatanna only moaned and cried out with every thrust, wrapping her arms around his strong back and pecking his chest and shoulders with kisses. “Heh, finally getting in the mood? Let’s get you really turned on!” Pulling out briefly, Buck smirked at the magician’s whimpering before he spun her around and forced her to all fours. Mounting her from behind, he laughed when Zatanna brayed from the intrusion and moaned even louder with his thrusts. Turned around as she was, she could see what had happened with the rest of her friends. They too had fallen to mad arousal and were tangled up in Buck’s herd.

Booster Gold was balls deep into one of the satyresses, wincing from the effort of thrusting as hard as he could into her. Black Canary was crying out when two large satyrs took her front and behind, sawing into her crowded pussy to the point of making her cross eyed. Hawk Girl was in the same position as Zatanna was, bent over a car and being plowed from behind, her wings fluttering with each thrust.

“You guys should join my herd, we can… Hurrgk… Party all night…  LONG, and enjoy the night life as much as… We… WANT!” Grunting out a harsh bray, Buck fired off into Zatanna’s pussy like a fire hose, making her belly bulge slightly before the other effects kicked in. Her breasts swung heavily when they began to bloat another cup size larger, her hips creaking wider along with her ass swelling out even rounder. Giving her a loving slap across her round booty and making her gasp, Buck continued. “Just think of it babe, indulge as much as you want and you’ll have tits the size of your head and ass for days, heck even if you get HUGE then all the merrier, whatcha say babe?”

Her mind overblown from multiple orgasms, pheromones… And an odd desire to eat grass, Zatanna’s eyes fluttered open. “I…” She had to fight it all, if she didn’t then Buck would be like some frat party doomsday, there wouldn’t be a city left after it. “Want… To… PARTY!!!!!!!”

Leaning back over her shoulder and pulling Buck into a languid kiss, Zatanna clenched her inner muscles to keep Buck’s throbbing erection locked inside her starving pussy, wriggling her hips and grinding back against him to keep the satyr hard. Having Buck cum hard in her was the last straw that broke the camel’s back for Zatanna. Fully transformed into a plump female satyr, she felt like she had been liberated from her old concerns. All she wanted to do now was eat and drink as much as she wanted, her figure be damned, her new sense of smell made everything around her more appealing and she couldn’t wait to sink her teeth into it everything. But that wasn’t all…

“Come ON, Buck!” Huffed Zatanna, licking his goatee and smacking her own thigh for good measure. “you just going to admire this ass or are you going to make your future baby mamma beg for more?”

Snorting with a grin at the challenge, Buck grabbed hold of her flanks and began thrusting hard again, making Zatanna moan out loud. Ha! Just you wait girl, I’m gonna stuff you good.” Laughing at the boast, she smiled, panting out in laughter. “Promises… Promises…”

She was totally uninhibited now, shed of her shame and self-restraint, she only wanted to screw until sun up. Looking out to the others, Zatanna licked her lips sizing up Booster Gold plowing a satyress, eyeing his man-meat sliding in and out of her pussy. Or the Flash, pinned to the ground while Black Canary and Hawkgirl took turns riding him. Even Power Girl made Zatanna hot and flushed, seeing the blonde turned into a plump oversexed satyress like herself surrounded by three males who she sucked off hungrily.  Zatanna wanted to be bent over and taken, to be fucked continuously until she couldn’t remember her own name. But most of all she wanted to get knocked up! She wanted Bucks kid’s, flash’s kids, Booster Gold’s kids. She wanted to birth dozens of little satyrs, LITTERS of satyrs. She wanted to be the Eve to a race of goat people that would screw and eat until all that was left were trees and grass.

“Hnnnnng! Ah bitch, I’m gonna…”

“Do it Buck! Nickered Zatanna, thrusting out her four H cup breasts when her nipples went stiff and her areolas darkened. “Bust a nut in me!”

Grunting out a hoarse nicker, Buck unloaded into the dark furred satyress, his excess cum spilling out and dripping between their outstretched legs, while her belly bloated out from the payload and her breasts shot out four arcs of warm milk that dribbled down the slope of her stomach. Catching their breaths, Zatanna nuzzled into Buck’s chest and winked up at him.

“Hey, you want a REAL party? I’ve got an idea….”

*

Back in the alley where Super Man, Green Lantern and Wonder Woman picked themselves back up after the escape, the man of steel fumed! Wringing his red cape, he could already make out hard spots left behind by Flash’s… Turbulence.

“When I get my hands on Barry, I’m going to take that baseball bat he’s got between his legs and shove it down his throat!” Wincing back at the usually calm Superman, Hal and Diana totally understood his anger. “Can’t believe he swung that thing into my face like a damn Billy-club, was he drunk or stoned?”

“I think it’s both really…” Answered Diana, looking over the cleaned-out alleyway and finding every bit of trash gone and licked clean, even the graffiti was gone! Picking up a stray empty soup can she noticed a bite mark around its rim. If anything DID remain it was the rugged smell of sex and Buck’s personal scent still in the air, breathing sharply Diana blushed when she felt her nipples tent in her breastplate. “Buck seems to have an inebriating effect on everyone he effects. As far as those people that are turned, they think they’re in a party right now.”

Rolling his green eyes, Green Lantern shook his head. “Great… A herd of rampaging goat people who think they’re on a pub crawl. Who’s gonna pick up the tab on that?”

“I’m just worried about where they might be, ANYONE exposed to that drunken horse’s ass will end up turned into a satyr themselves.”

“Let’s hope they took their ‘party’ somewhere private…”

*

Meanwhile back in Gotham Park… During the Saturday night outdoor rave party hosted by Roman Sionis, hundreds gathered and danced to the DJ at the center of the stage, where some of the more gorgeous of the city’s ladies danced to the neon lights and cheers from the crowd. Roman himself sat at the VIP lounge with three high class escorts offering him champagne and olives while half a dozen guards kept any of the dancers from getting too close.

“Hey Boss…”

Rolling his eyes and glaring at the one guard trying to get his attention, Black Mask sneered. “The FUCK is it Louie?!”

“Did you hire a bunch of Krampus impersonators to crash the rave? Cuz we got a LOT of them headin our way.”

“Dafuq are you talkin about?” Getting up from the couch and making the ladies pout, Roman stormed over to his guard and stopped dead in his tracks when he spotted Buck head his way, with Zatanna and Power girl flanking either side of him. Blinking back at the three satyrs and the group of them just a few steps behind, he was a little distracted by the two ladies’ double sets of H cup tits but looked down to see what HAD to have been a black furry traffic pylon with two fuzzy dice behind them! “Please tell me that’s a prosthetic…”

“No way Jose, I’m the real deal.” Looking over the disgusted man wearing a black mask and white business suit, Buck winked at the trio of ladies at the couch. “Hey hot stuffs, wanna have a ride on Buck’s play time pony?”

“GET THIS ASS-HOLE OUTTA HERE!!!”

Surrounded by armed guards, Buck went into a cold sweat before Zatanna whispered into his ear and gave his cock a loving squeeze. “Let me handle this love.” The plump, over endowed goat woman waved her hands with a flourish and chanted out a spell. “!HTUOS NWOD PIRT A EKAT” A flash of light zipped over Roman Sionis and his men, and a split second later they disappeared. “All better.” Chirped the black furred woman, going back to her side of Buck as they approached the couch and the three women, looking flustered and hot in Buck’s presence. “So… New in town handsome?” Asked one of the strawberry blonde women, her nipples tenting her cocktail dress and her eyes glassy from arousal.

“Sure am babe, wanna show the new guy a night he won’t forget?” sitting down where Black Mask was sitting, immediately the three escorts pressed close to the lead satyr while Zatanna and Power Girl pulled his legs apart to get at his throbbing erection. The two satyr women already went to work licking up his length and fondling his massive balls, giggling every now and then when their broad hips bumped against each other or when their foot-long horns got tangled up. “Hnnngh… Your tits are massive Kara, and I’m SO jealous of that ass!” Husked Zatanna, wrapping an arm around her friend to hug her close while her other stroked Buck’s length. “Looks to me your playing catch up, but hey at least you pulled that stick outta your ass.” Pulling the dark haired satyress into a kiss, she wasn’t surprised when Zatanna shot her tongue out to tangle with hers, or that the woman would squeeze at her rump playfully. Her other free hand beating off Buck as well.

“Hey, wanna know a secret?” whispered Kara in Zatanna’s ear, giving it a playful lick. “I’m carrying three little Bucks inside my belly, growing fast and eager to join the party.” Zatanna gasped and smiled impishly at the blonde, her eyes darting down to the pot belly she sported. “but that’s nothing compared to the four YOU’RE carrying.” Pecking and licking each other affectionately, the two goat women lost each other in the moment until they heard Buck grunt and go stiff, giving each other a knowing look, the two satyress’s aimed Buck’s cock out into the crowd and stroked him fast and rough until he brayed out loud, firing a torrent of cum like a garden hose out into the dancing rave.

*

Collapsing in a heap in the middle of a dusty landscape, Black Mask shoved one of the guards off him to get up and look around. “WHERE THE FUCK ARE WE?!” Looking around it was early dawn… Where ever he was. Seeing what looked like a cheap van drive down the dirt path he and his men found themselves, Black Mask waved the driver to stop and the vehicle slowed to park right in front of him. The driver wore a tanned hide hat and thick mustache, putting out his cigarette when he rolled his window down to get a better look at Black Mask and his men.

¿de dónde son ustedes? El día de los muertos no es por otros cinco meses.

Blinking back at the man, Roman looked down to the front of the van and gasped when he read Belize license plates.

*

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!”

*

Minutes after the call, the three League members flew to Gotham, finding the Dark Knight at his perch overlooking the rave. “It’s about time you’ve gotten here, it’s getting… Messy down there.”

“you’re telling us, I can smell them all from here.” Grimaced Superman, smelling a hint of wild flowers in the air from all the satyress’s dancing and screwing like rabbits in heat down in the park. He had to readjust his pants a bit and pinch his nose to block out the cocktail of pheromones flooding the area. “So, where’s Buck in that mess down there?”

Pointing towards the far corner of the crowd, near the stage where the band, now sporting horns and fur themselves played. There the team found Buck lounging and drinking while the rest of his new herd indulged.

Creating a solid light construct of a platform, Green Lantern gestured that everyone stand on it, bringing them all down to the heart of the Rave to face Buck while they still could. When they landed feet first on the grass and dirt, the smell hit them like a brick wall. Half of it smelled like a stable, reeking of spunk and BO, but the other half was male and female pheromones amplified by the Satyr’s magic. Super Man, Green Lantern and Batman already found themselves getting hard beyond their control, and Diana blushed bright red, squirming on the spot.

“Here!” Reaching into his belt, Batman took out a handful of nose plugs for the others to wear while he took his and positioned it under the point of his mask’s nose. “THAT should keep out any unwanted odours when getting through.” Looking around, the four shuddered at how uninhibited the crowd were, if they weren’t dancing then they were flat out screwing each other hard out in the open. The group spotted more than one orgy in the crowd; three satyress’s were sucking off a satyr they had pinned to a tree, while two satyrs spit roasted a satyress mere feet away, giving each other a high five when they both climaxed into her. One Satyress thrust out her chest with her hands at her ample hips while four satyrs suckled on her J cup breasts, her pot belly jolting with activity and making her nicker. Others ate whatever they could reach. Several had already picked the nearby trash cans clean and the outdoor bar was toppled over. One satyr stood just a few feet from the heroes, eating a handful of grass. Looking between the four stunned heroes, the grass in his hand and back at them. The satyr shrugged and walked off.

“We got to stop this now before it spreads to the rest of the city!”

Smirking and brushing his gloves together, Green Lantern pointed towards the spot where Buck was sitting. “Don’t worry, all we have to do is wave that idol thingy at Buck and ALL of this will blow over… Heh, what could go wrong?” As if to answer, a hand reached out from the crowd and yanked Hal away from the others, only to land face first into four H cup breasts. “Hmmmphmmmfphmmmhmm!” Held tightly into a bear hug, Green Lantern could barely breath until the satyress finally loosened her grip to look down at his face. “Ooh, you’re a handsome one, are you a Virgo? Because I’m DEFINITELY a Capricorn!” Clutching the Green Lantern like a prize, the satyress ran off back into the crowd, where the three heroes could hear their friend scream and cry out for help before fading away.

“HAL!” Preparing to storm the crowd to save him, Batman stopped Wonder Woman in her tracks. “No! Buck takes priority, we stop him here, now!” Moving deeper into the rave, closer to Buck. Seeing the laughing jack-ass drinking another bottle of vodka straight, Batman readied a handful of Batarangs when a mass twice his size collided with him out of nowhere. Looking up, the Dark Knight found Hawk Girl, oversized and oversexed, the voluptuous satyress with wings licked the entire side of Batman’s face before picking him up, a glazed hungry look in her eyes. “IMMA BREAK YOUR DICK OFF!” with a gust of wind, Hawk Girl took to the air with a screaming Batman in her arms trying desperately to break free.

“MOVE! We’re almost there!” Pushing their way through, Superman stopped when he felt several hands tug at his cape. Turning around he found three satyresses pressing up against him and nuzzle at his chest.

“Mmm, we like a guy that can take charge, you wanna have some fun with us hot stuff?” Blushing hotly and pulling away, Superman gently tried to pull away the hands trying to grope and size him up. “Sorry ladies I’m ma-“

“NO SUPERMAN!!!”

“Married…”

Immediately the crowd of satyresses stopped dancing and leered at Superman like a prized steak, some even licking their lips at the man of steel. Looking around the sudden attention with confusion, his super hearing made out the whisper of two words. “Forbidden fruit!” At that moment dozens of satyresses and even a couple satyrs barreled towards the man of steel, all of them wanting a piece of him.

“Go Diana, stop this before its too laaaaaaate…”

Refusing to look behind her, Diana pushed through the crowd, their attention on trying to get passed each other and reach Superman behind her. Collapsing on her knees when she cleared the crowd, Wonder Woman looked up to find Buck sitting with a smirk on his face, a large and curvaceous Power Girl taking up one side stroking her round belly on his left side while an equally voluptuous and knocked up Zatanna took up his right.

“Hey gorgeous! Like the party?”

*

Looking over and around the couch Buck sat at, Diana’s temper grew. Her friends who had been exposed to the satyr earlier had fully transformed into satyrs themselves and were acting completely indulgent and uninhibited. Power Girl sat to his right, stroking up and down his leg with her hand while her other tweaked and groped at her four bowling-ball sized tits, biting her lip when a thick nipple spurted thick cream that dripped down onto her bloated belly. The blonde furred satyress eyed Diana lustfully, licking her lips. “Hey Diana, still mad about the alley way?” She asked in an almost sing-song tone, not even caring that she was now a four breasted, naked goat woman OBVIOUSLY pregnant and twice her weight.  Black Canary and two other satyresses Diana didn’t recognize crouched between Buck’s legs and licked his massive balls and cock clean with their tongues. One of the satyresses sat back and shivered, her curves swelling larger and her horns growing longer before she dove back in.

Zatanna, the one woman in the group that should be hating Buck the most was pressed up tightly against his left side, giggling like a horny teenager at Diana’s shocked face. Her figure had grown since the alleyway incident, giving her four breasts that rivalled the size of her head and stood proudly from her chest, her hips and ass were comparable to a car tire in width, with a fluffy white tail that flicked when her roaming hands traced over a sensitive nipple or to calm one of the many kicks from her pregnant belly.

“HI Diana! Buck and I made up tee hee…” tittered the black furred Satyress, whispering into Buck’s ear and making his erection jolt.

Standing her ground and fuming at the smirking satyr, Wonder Woman gripped at the idol at her belt and presented it to the horny creature, brandishing its tape wrapped surface like it was a doomsday weapon.

“What’s that? An ashtray?” Asked Buck with a raised eyebrow.

“IT IS YOUR PRISON YOU DEGENERATE FIEND!”

Squinting his eyes to see it better, all he saw was a bundle of stones taped together like a big ball, but he did notice a feint glow he remembered. “Uh oh…”

[Gorel29]

Justice League; Satyr Silliness
Chapter 4

“Yes! Your prison has been restored, and YOU shall return to…” A gust of wind blew by Wonder Woman, almost too fast for her to react. When she looked back at Buck she found Karen missing from the couch. “Over here honey.” Turning around, Diana found Power Girl holding the clay idol in her hand, tossing it lightly up in the air and catching it like a ball. “Karen! You must give me that idol, otherwise…” Very quickly she found herself going flushed with arousal, blinking back at the voluptuous satyress who raised her other hand to reveal the nose guard she plucked off Diana as well. “Got your nose!” The effects of hundreds of satyrs flooding the entire area with pheromones was too much for Diana to shrug off, staggering back, she spun around only to collide right into Buck. Pulling the amazon close and keeping her from falling onto the ground, Buck chuckled when Wonder Woman practically nuzzled his hairy chest and moaned.

“Heh, gotta love Amazons, so repressed they’d explode!”

Pulling her face up for a kiss, Diana moaned into his mouth and practically jumped on top of Buck, wrapping her legs around his waist. Keeping her up, Buck pulled aside her costume’s bottoms and lined himself into her, thrusting hard and going all the way to the hilt deep inside her pussy. The intrusion was so sudden, Diana broke the kiss and moaned out loud, completely overwhelmed with desire, she ground her hips against his thrusts, lolling her head back and forth while holding on for dear life.

“Hnngk, Huuurnnnk, g-get ready babe, hrnnk hrrrrrrr!” Tensing up, Buck fired a torrent of hot seed deep inside Diana’s womb, making her go slack and shudder while orgasm after explosive orgasm rocked through her core. Already she could feel Buck’s influence effecting her, her cloths feeling tight and confining as they creaked and groaned. Slowly turning her around and holding her gently by her wrists, Buck thrust against her from behind and went for a second round. Still reeling from her previous orgasms, Diana barely reacted when Power Girl and Zatanna flanked her sides and began nuzzling and kissing the amazon princess’s neck and shoulders.

“You’ll love being a satyress Diana.” Purred Karen, eyeing Diana’s growing bust almost hungrily. “You can eat whatever you want and drink whatever you want and NEVER get sick, you can have tits the size of prized watermelons and ass for days and we’d STILL get fucked like crazy!”

Zatanna looked down to find Diana’s bloomers were stretching thin to the point of becoming a thong. Her ass and hips expanding until a white and black tail popped out above her cheeks. “Even better? You could go wild and party all day and night, fuck every guy you see, get knocked up and grind out a crop of kids and do it all over again.” Pulling Wonder Woman up close for a kiss, she smirked when Diana moaned making out with her. Pulling away Diana gasped when her breast plate finally gave up the ghost and snapped off her chest, eliciting a cheer from her two friends. “Satyrs are beings of indulgence and free love Diana, don’t tell me there isn’t a guy on the League you hadn’t thought of rolling in the hay with.”

“HRRRRRUGH!... SECOND VOLLEY!” Grunted Buck, going stiff and cumming hard into Wonder Woman a second time and making her wail and moan like a wild woman. Her bloomers burst at the seems and fell with a wet splat on the grass between her feet, while the rest of her costume snapped and burst open, leaving her naked save her bracelet, boots and tiara. “More! MORE!!!”

“That’s my girl!” Cheered Dinah, joining the others and pressing up against Diana’s chest. “To think I was jealous of your sweater puppies, now mine are bigger than basket balls AND I’ve got two sets!” Kissing the amazon hard and groping her rear from behind, she wasn’t surprised to feel the space between them grow. Second by second, Wonder Woman’s breasts grew past F, then G, then going over H cup in size. Then she thrust out her chest and groaned when a second pair bloomed between her original pair of breasts and her softening belly. Rapidly swelling fuller and rounder until they matched Dinah’s in size and then surpassed them. “Heh, still not jealous!”

“HHHRRRRRRRUNGH! TAKE IT! TAKE IT ALL!” Roared Buck, firing off a third time into the amazon woman and sparking more growth and changes. With a feminine roar of her own. Diana’s boots burst open, her new hooves clomping on the ground after shifting her new sense of balance. Lolling her head, she sprouted a pair of horns that shot out of her scalp and grew to over a foot in length, her body rapidly being covered in smooth black fur that covered her entire body save for her tits and swollen belly. By the time her changes had finished, Wonder Woman had transformed into a heavily voluptuous satyress, standing head to shoulder taller than the other women present and cradling a full-term belly of quints that rocked and jolted in her cradled hands.

Slowly turning around to face a now exhausted but recovering Buck, Diana’s mind was a chaotic swirl of emotions. The warrior in her wanted to pummel him into the dirt, to punish him for violating her body and humanity for kicks… But now she had another part of her that was rapidly taking hold of her. A carnal, uninhibited she beast that wanted to indulge and go wild. Zatanna was right, deep down she wanted to bed EVERY single one of her team mates, to ride them to exhaustion and birth litters of their children. Wiping drool from her pouting lips, Diana stared back at the smirking Satyr.

“Phew… Gotta admit babe, THAT was fun!” Chuckled Buck, watching Diana pant and try to calm the storm of kicking in her crowded womb, the amazon princess was overwhelmed by her new curves and status as a mother-to-be, making Buck chuckle. “Yeah that’s what happens when you’re a satyress, you end up becoming ‘nature’s bounty’ personified, buuuuuuut good news is birth isn’t painful anymore… Heck I’ve seen a few satyresses back in the day having mind-blowing orgasms during labour AND get knocked up again a few hours later.”

Fuming with a hot blush on her cheeks, Diana moaned, squirming on the spot. Her resolve was dissipating bit by bit, if she didn’t do something right now, she’d be reduced to a giggling pregnant bimbo of a goat woman for the rest of her life. Suddenly feeling a pair of hands grope at her sensitive breasts, Diana looked down to find Buck hefting and massaging her four breasts, causing her stiff cork sized nipples to spurt milk from the attention. “Ooh! Speaking of bounty, you got some BIG ones on ya, hey after you pop out your first litter, wanna have another go? Maybe make these jugs a little bigger?”

Finally, more angry than aroused, Diana managed to find the strength to shove Buck off of her, rear back one of her cloven feet… And kick him in the balls, HARD!!!

*

Meanwhile in Metropolis…

Lex Luthor was at his desk, signing paperwork and memos for the latest shipments and deliveries for his company. Placing a bundle into the out pile of his desk, a cold shiver travelled up his spine. Looking to his phone, Lex called for his secretary.

“Mercy, when is my next prostate examination?” A few seconds of time and the sound of papers being flipped on the other end of the line later and Mercy answered. “About 2 weeks from now Mr. Luthor, do you want me to post pone?”

“No, actually can you bump it up to tomorrow?”

“Right away Mr. Luthor.”

Hanging up, Lex went back to his paperwork with the same zeal as before. “Well, SOMEONE just got testicular cancer and let’s hope it wasn’t me!”

*

The rave back in Gotham had suddenly gone dead after a shockwave passed through everyone in the vicinity, whatever it was, it created a sonic boom that echoed over the city, making every dog howl and children to wake up crying! The crowd of satyrs snapped out of their reverie like they had just woken up to a bad hangover. Zatanna, Black Canary and Power Girl too had found themselves suddenly regaining their senses, blinking with blurred vision and trying to regain their composure.

“Owww… My head hurts, where am… WHAT THE FUCK IS ON MY HEAD?!” Feeling up the pair of foot long horns jutted from her scalp, Karen looked down to an even bigger surprise, being completely naked and covered in blonde fur, along with having four H cup breasts resting on a pregnant belly. “Holy SHIT girl, you’re huge!” Gasped Dinah, looking down to see she was in the same state. “Holly shit I’M huge!” Looking over to the confused crowd of goat people, Green Lantern had just managed to shove his way past the crowd to collapse in front of the two satyresses, his cloths in ruins and looking both sore and bruised. “Oh my god, Hal, what happened to you?” Gasping when Black Canary put a hand on his shoulder, Hal slowly sat back up, holding himself tightly. “It was horrible, they did everything to me! Forward, backward, up, down… If they hadn’t stopped then and there they would have eaten me alive!”

“Who?” Looking over to where Hal pointed back to, Karen spotted a group of Satyresses just getting their bearings back, each looked confused but satisfied with themselves at the same time. “Oh… HEY! There’s my cousin!” As roughed up as Green Lantern was, Superman was even worse. His costume was in ruins and he stumbled towards the heroes like he had just crawled out of a warzone. “So many… TOO many… They ALL wanted a piece of me, all because… Because…” Blinking back at the traumatized look on Superman’s face, Power Girl rested a hand on his shoulder only to be surprised when he jumped in shock. “AAACK! BAD TOUCH, STRANGER DANGER!”

“Kal its me!” Still shaken, Superman nodded, wringing his cape like a comfort blanket.

Moving their way through the confused crowd, the other League members found their friends just coming back to their senses. Booster Gold and the Flash staggered into view, looking like they were in discomfort holding their stomachs. “I don’t feel too good.” Groaned Barry, not sure what was causing his stomach ache, at least it took attention away from the fact he was now an overendowed red furred goat man. “Yeah… feels like someone punched me in the stomach.”

“More like kicked you in the nuts…”

Looking towards the source of the smug voice, the Justice League found Wonder Woman, now a tall curvaceous and knocked up satyress with her hands at her wide hips looking down at the source of all this trouble. Buck was face down in the dirt with his hands at his crotch, cross-eyed and drooling from the intense pain of a crotch kick that packed the power of a speeding freight train. “Hey… What’s this in my hand?” Asked Power girl, just now spotting the taped-up pile of rocks she was holding the entire time. Diana despite her matronly condition gracefully stepped towards her friend and took the idol. “Thank you, I’ll take that.” Moving back to where Buck moaned and whimpered, Wonder Woman rested a cloven foot on his rear to get his attention.

“Okay Buck, listen well.” Commanded Wonder Woman, trying to see Buck’s screwed face over the slopes of her breasts and belly. “YOU are going back in this idol and you are going to return everyone back to normal.”

“Innnnndunnnnnnwannnaaaaa….” Slurred Buck with barely a whisper, the pain in his balls still too fresh to even think let alone answer. Spinning him around with just a flick of her hoof, Diana rolled him on his back and drove her hoof into his crotch, causing everyone around her to cringe when they heard bones creak. “Aw jeez Diana, even I can feel that!” Slack-jawed with his eyes rolled to the back of his head, Buck desperately reached for the stone idol Wonder Woman dangled in front of him, all in the hopes of getting away from the woman driving the points of her cloven feet into his balls. “Sssssssphhssssorry… Wundooooitagnnnnnn…” when his fingers touched the glowing stone, the light intensified.

*

3 weeks later…

Standing up with her hands crossed in front of her, Diana Prince patted down her custom-made sundress and spoke to a circle of goat horned people looking back at her. “Hello, my name is Diana… And I’m a satyress.”

“Hello Diana.” Chirped the dozen or so satyrs and satyresses sitting around her, many of them fidgeting in their chair or fanning themselves slightly with their hands. “It’s been twenty days since I was turned, and even though I’m… HUGE now and a mother of five, I haven’t had sex since it all happened.” A friendly applause broke out before Diana sat down, fidgeting in her seat which was FAR too small for her broad hips and rear. Huge would have been an apt word to describe Wonder Woman now, though stupidly curvaceous or just plain THICC would have been as accurate. Well over 7 feet tall (8 if you’d included her horns) Diana sported a figure that would have made a porn queen envious! With long legs supported by cloven feet that acted like high heels, her new stance showed off her muscular thighs and the dimples to her pert apple bottom rear… Which was as wide as a car tire. A small hole above her skirt gave room for her fluffy white tail. After the birth of her five daughters, her belly had shrunken significantly except for maybe a slight bit of softness, which was overshadowed figuratively and LITERALLY by her four J cup breasts. Full and proud they stood from her chest like a quartet of melons stuffed in the front of her dress, the V cut just barely containing her upper pair and showing off an abyss of cleavage you could get lost in. She had wondered if she should have gone with a form fitting dress before coming to the meeting or have it been baggy so as not to show off her figure. But the way her tits stood out, her dress would have hung off them and made her look fat. Eventually she decided on form fitting since despite having horns, a tail and four breasts, she didn’t want to look more like a cow than she already did!

Despite that and having smooth black fur that covered most if not her entire body and wavy black hair that went all the way down to her back, her face was still as beautiful as ever; with sharp blue eyes, soft lips, a youthful complexion and a warm smile, it was obvious what everyone at the circle was staring at.

The only human in the group, a sunny looking therapist with a tied back bun of blonde hair and buttoned up uniform scribbled on a clip board before speaking with a calm voice. “Thank you, Diana, and congratulations on your achievement.” Setting her board down, the woman gestured to the entire group of satyrs trying desperately to be as civil as possible. “I know its been difficult for all of you after what happened back in Gotham, but I want you all to know that its only difficult to reclaim your old lives if its hard.” Everyone nodded and murmured in agreement.

“Carl, when the police found you, you were humping a mailbox and couldn’t even remember your own name.” Pointed the woman to a barrel-chested Satyr idly scratching at his ill-fitting sweater, his jeans were custom made at the front to fit his now orange sized balls and semi-erection, which always threatened to burst the front. “But now you got your old bouncing job back at the… ‘Titty Twister’ was it?”

“Heh, yeah.” Chuckled the Satyr, scratching his head. “It’s all good so long as I don’t step in during a show.”

“And YOU, Henrietta.” The therapist pointed to a red haired satyress with freckles wearing an oversized sweater and long skirt. “When you turned, you had screwed half a dozen college football players to exhaustion, you even dislocated the hips of TWO of them before security found you.”

Blushing hotly and trying to cover her embarrassment, the satyress squirmed in her tiny chair. “They thought I was a bear attack when they found me, one of them even said ‘death by snus snu…”

One of the satyrs in the group leaned towards the satyr next to him in a whisper. “The hell is that a reference to?” Getting a whisper back, the burly goat man blinked. “Oh, right! The show with the crab doctor.”

“What I’m trying to say is that even though you are now personifications of free love, fertility and nature’s bounty DOESN’T mean you can’t still live like normal people; you put your pants on one leg at a time, drink coffee and enjoy sports like everyone else.”

Another round of murmurs from the crowd of satyrs came after the speech, nodding in agreement before one chirped up in response. “Yeah… Unless you’re one of THOSE satyrs!” Surprisingly quite a few people who were turned DIDN’T want to go back in any way, completely losing themselves to the changes, they ran off and went into hiding. “Now Ryan, we don’t mention them in this group, it’s the whole point of these meetings.” Nodding in agreement, the group members shared mixed looks of embarrassment and shame. “Otherwise you’d be living out in the woods somewhere, eating garbage out of trash bins and being hunted down by child services for dozens of unfiled child support claims. NOW, onto the oath.”

Linking hands and making a shared oath of self control, the satyrs in the anonymous meeting shook hands and left the auditorium. Putting on a coat and stepping out to call a cab, Diana had to wonder about the people turned that DIDN’T try to reclaim their lives.

*

Moaning and wailing out into the night sky, Zatanna was on her back, gritting her teeth while the drive to push gripped her again. Digging her fingers into the grass underneath her gravid form, she moaned again when her third daughter crowned at her pussy and was slowly being pushed out of her, joining the pair of crying babes between her outstretched legs. Breathing hard and smiling, drunk on intense pleasure that rivalled sex itself, this was Zatanna’s fifth pregnancy already. After Buck had been imprisoned, everyone was surprised that they didn’t change back. At first it was hard to deal with the new appetites and the explosive sex drive, but most them tried to cope as best they could, after all they were heroes and had to show an image of self control. Then she went into labour and her mind nearly shattered. An hour and 15 orgasms later, Zatanna had given birth to three healthy sons and a daughter. The sensation was… Empowering to say the least, but most of all it was addicting, so much so she didn’t really think twice when a fan of her magic shows stopped by for an autograph after her latest performance and she lured him into her change room. Then there was that agent who tried to renew her contract, the mugger she stopped on her way back to the Hall, even the mailman… Who’s litter she was grinding out right now in the woods outside her home in the middle of the night. “Hrnnnng… More, MORE!” Wailing out and tossing her sweaty black hair, Zatanna bit her lip when her fourth and final child popped out of her, crying with his siblings on the ground after taking his first breath. Panting hard and rolling onto her side, Zatanna gathered up her four children and brought them to her dark and puffy nipples, moaning in bliss when they calmed down and drank her mother’s milk.

Slowly regaining her strength, she cradled her newborns in her arms and hoisted herself up, not a shred of cloths was on her naked frame, but then again what could fit her? Even after giving birth to four satyr children she was well over twice her original weight, though granted most of that mass was in her four-bowling ball sized tits and car tire wide ass. She’d magically conjure her suit when she did shows or returned to the League, but at home she felt so restricted and confined, it just felt more natural for her to go around in the buff.

After her third pregnancy she did just that after she slammed the door shut behind her and tore her cloths off to eat them. Abandoning her self restraint, she ate whenever she was hungry, which was all the time now, and it showed on her new figure. Especially after crossing the threshold of her backdoor, she giggled when her broad hips brushed against the door frame. Her house wasn’t her home anymore, she had spent more time out in the woods out back than her own bed, but at least it served another purpose. A play pen for her children.

“KIDS! Say hello to your new siblings!”

A chorus of cheers rang out through the entire house after she placed her four newborns on what remained of the couch. Five pregnancies and twenty children later, her house looked like a bomb had gone off in it. Like gremlins, her children ate, broke and ruined just about everything they got their hands on. Not that she didn’t do the same, in a heat of passion and pregnancy cravings, Zatanna ate all her cloths and house plants after she scoured the fridge clean. She just couldn’t get enough! If anything, the idea of becoming a plump MILF of a woman excited her just as much as the thought of getting knocked up again.

Smiling back at her children having fun, she walked pass her full-length mirror and admired her reflection. Seven feet tall and more curvaceous than a Cadillac, she placed a hand at her broad hip and her other through her sweat slick mane of black hair to strike a pose. Zatanna’s four breasts stood full and round from her naked chest, still dripping milk from her cork thick nipples. Her hips and thighs were wider than her shoulders, her apple bottom rear standing out like a shelf behind her. Despite her horns, her fur, her hooves and the fluffy white tail atop her round ass cheeks, Zatanna felt more gorgeous, more feminine, and more ALIVE than she ever felt in her life! In her eyes, she was a goddess, and she knew who to thank for that.

“Mmm, Buck, like what you see?” Turning around to look over her shoulder and slap her meaty ass to her reflection, Zatanna licked her pert lips with a sultry coy look. “Is that a pool cue Bucky Boy or are you here to play games?”

It was like a drug now, the more she let go and indulged, the more alive she felt. She wanted to go wild, go FERAL. Go… Party! “It’s a shame you’re still in that prison Buck, EVERYONE should experience how good this feels…” Looking back at the group of kids wrecking her house, Zatanna purred with delight. “Yes… That’s the plan then.” She was addicted now, if she could release Buck, he could make her bigger, make her feel pleasure like never before and share that pleasure with the rest of the League, the WORLD, make more of their kind and start a party that would make Woodstock look like a school dance.

“Just you wait Bucky Boy, Mamma Zatanna’s got a plan to get you out.” Hugging herself tightly, her eyes fluttered at the image of her and Buck grinding against each other, his massive length crowding her tight pussy and plumbing her depths repeatedly. Lost in her musings, she almost didn’t respond to the little hand that tugged at her tail. Turning to look down, she found one of her eldest sons, tip toeing in front of her and rubbing his stomach. “MOM, I’m itchy inside again.”

“Did you go through the kitchen cupboard and ate all the spices again? Sigh…” Rubbing the bridge of her nose, Zatanna huffed. “Fine, I’ll get the cranberry juice.”

*

Stepping through the threshold of her apartment door and silently grumbling when her broad hips grazed the doorframe, Diana Prince closed the door behind her and leaned against it, her massive breasts jostling when she let out a deep sigh.

“MOMMY’S HOME, MOMMY’S HOME!” cheered five little satyr girls flocking towards their mother at the door, each one very different from the other yet the quintuplets looked just like what Diana did when she was five… Except for the cloven feet and stubby horns coming out of their scalps. “Mommy, I made this for you!” Chirped the one little satyress, waving a macaroni picture in the shape of Wonder Woman’s emblem to her mother.

“Daw, that’s sweet Hestia.” Smiled Diana warmly, making her way towards the kitchen and placing it on the fridge with a magnet. “MOM! Eris keeps pulling on my pig-tails!”

“Eris, stop picking on your sister Hecate.”

It kind of surprised Diana really. But then again, she was met with MANY surprises after Buck was imprisoned. The first being she was still a satyress, the second being she went into labour the following morning. The third was when the nurses and doctors at the maternity ward found out she was a screamer when each birth resulted in mind crashing orgasms. And the forth was how quickly her five little girls grew up! They were only three weeks old, they should still be little bundles of joy, wrapped in blankets in a crib in her apartment. Instead they were like preschoolers watching cartoons and fighting over who could get a glass of orange juice. In some way she DREADED the day when they’d grow up into teenagers in… What? 2-3 months? Still at the very least, her five daughters were well behaved and adorable… For the most part.

“DEMETER! What did I tell you? Don’t eat the house plants.”

Chewing on one of the last leaves on a potted plant on the coffee table, the little satyress in coveralls and a purple bow, swallowed with a gulp. “Sooooooorry.”

Pinching the bridge between her nose and eye brows, Diana wondered if she were such a handful when she was young. After a little while she cooked up dinner, fed her children and sent them off to bed before crashing down face first into her own bed, her sleep wear practically painted on her curvaceous frame and threatening to burst at the button after rolling on her side. The wall her bed faced was marked with grooves and scars from her horns while the side of the bedframe was stained from the occasional dripping from her four mammoth breasts, a pump stood nearly to drain them if need be, just so she could have a good night’s sleep. Fluttering her eyes closed, the day’s events finally caught up with the amazon princess, and sleep claimed her.

*

Steve Trevor was running for his life! Sweat beading down his face, his cloths damp from running, he shoved a tree branch out of his way while scrambling through the Themysciran forests. Leaning against a tree, he paused to catch his breath, thinking he had lost his pursuer.

“Where aaaaaaaare you Trevor? I can smellllll you.”

He was wrong! looking back in terror, he could hear whole trees being pushed aside, whatever chasing him was heading straight for him. With an ‘Eeep’ of terror, the man ran for his life, darting past trees and shrubs that smacked him with one branch after the other.

“We SEE you!”

Screaming in a panic, Trevor tumbled after losing his footing, rolling into the mud and scrambling back to his feet, all the while looking over his shoulder at what was stomping his way.

“Join us Trevor!”

Wiping mud and sweat off his face, Steve made it to a clearing, the beach leading out of the island already within sight AND a boat he could use to escape. He was almost there, just a few more steps and he’d be able to…
‘SLAM!’ Crushing the boat into splinters after landing like a ton of bricks, Diana turned around and leered down at the shivering man who tried to escape her. “THERE you are Trevor! I FOUND you!” Stomping out of the debris, the giant, furry goat woman loomed over Steve Trevor like a cat to a scared mouse. Diana Prince was Huge! Well over ten feet tall and almost half that around, the naked goat-horned giantess was oversized, overfed and oversexed. Licking her lips lustfully, she pawed at her four ZZ cup tits, kneading at her pie plate wide areolas and shot glass nipples. Her belly dominated her entire front, and it was difficult to see if it was either fat or another of her latest pregnancies, the rest of her exaggerated curves did NOTHING to help determine either or. Backing up slowly, Steve found his head bump into the furry belly of another amazon satyress behind him. Slowly turning around and forced to look up he found himself staring face to tits with Donna Troy.

“Awww, no fair sister!” Pouted the massive satyress, stomping one of her cloven feet and causing her four breasts to wobble endlessly. “I wanted to catch him first.” Heavy footsteps nearby forced the man to look back at the forest outcrop to find Diana’s mother stomp into view, shoving a tree out of her way like an elephant to join her daughters, surrounding Steve Trevor between the three of them. “Now, now my daughter, first come first serve… But Diana, I DO expect you to share with your sister, and when you’re done with him, toss him MY way will you?” Answered the monstrous woman, giving Steve a wink before hoisted him up to see him better.

“Finally! My little treat of a man is all mine… I hope you’re CREAM filled!”
*
“HNNNNNNNGH!” Waking up with a bite of her pillow still in her mouth, Diana looked around sleepily and realised it was all a dream. “Not again…” Rolling over and reaching for the bottom drawer of her bedrest, Wonder Woman pulled out a two-foot-long solid black vibrator, staring at the thing in her hand like it was the only weapon that could slay a terrible beast. “Well my trusty friend, its up to you if I want a good night’s sleep…”

The End?!