Oliver took a step back, his hands falling away from his
body as the ladies began to approach him. He glared his friends and sister, not
liking at all the way they were sizing him up. Steeling his voice he squared
his shoulders and stared down the three even as they began to slowly stroll
towards him. “That is enough! I don’t know what is going on but you three need
to back off.”
“And why is that, Oliver?” Laurel asked as she slowly padded
towards him, Thea and Helena separating from her as she began to make a slow
circle towards Oliver’s right side. Helena did the same from the left while
Thea went straight dead ahead. “We’re a team, aren’t we? We need to work
together, figure this out.”
“You’re right, we do… but I don’t think you three are
thinking clearly!” Oliver said, trying to keep an eye on each of them.
“I don’t know…” Helena said, slowly reaching up and tearing
away the remains of her shirt, leaving her topless, her swollen heavy breasts
bobbing up and down as she walked. “I personally feel like I’m thinking clearer
than I have in ages.” She reached out, her fingers brushing against Oliver’s
bare shoulder, and the archer shifted away.
“Why so shy?” Laurel asked. “You act like…mmmmm.” Laurel
flexed and the seams of her dress pants burst, the fabric falling away to
reveal her little pink panties… that looked VERY little on her massive hips and
ass. The fabric utterly failed at hiding her pussy, the soft honey-blonde hair
visible to Oliver as Laurel purred. The fact that said panties were dripping
wet didn’t help things either. “Mmm… you act like you’ve never seen us naked
before.”
“I know you’ve seen me,” Helena said with a saucy grin; when
Oliver turned towards her he saw that her pants had also shredded, revealing a
lacy pair of panties just as damp as Laurel’s. “And I know you liked it.”
“Well, he only saw me when I was little,” Thea purred.
Oliver turned towards his sister and his eyes went wide in shock. She was also
topless, her massive DD breasts capped with thick pink nipples that begged to
be sucked. Her pants were long gone and the red thong she’d been wearing had
been swallowed by her puffy pussy and juicy ass. Reaching down Thea caught the
panties between her fingers and tugged, tearing them off her body and leaving
her gloriously naked. “But I’m not little anymore, am I Ollie? Little Thea’s
grown up… she’s…” she paused, her eyes flickering as a predatory smile formed
on her lips. “Me BIG Thea now.”
Like raptors the attack came not from the front but from the
sides. Laurel and Helena launched themselves at Oliver, grabbing his arms and
roughly restraining him. The man known as Green Arrow fought back, managing to
free his right arm and punch Laurel in the stomach but the Black Canary merely
laughed, her muscles so dense and strong that she was able to take the hit with
ease. The two ladies forced Oliver to the ground after a few moments, Laurel
moving to grab both his wrists while Helena went and snagged his ankles. Oliver
bucked hard against them, cursing and shouting but the two merely laughed as he
tried to break free.
“As much as I’d like to have you right now, I think Thea
needs you the most,” Helena said, playfully pressing his left foot against her
red-hot pussy.
Laurel nodded in agreement. “We’ve already tasted you… I
think it fair she go first.” She leaned in close and whispered. “But when Big
Thea’s done…” Just like Thea Laurel shuddered as the word fell off her tongue, “Big
Laurel next.”
Thea slowly stood over her brother, mauling her breasts as
she slowly sank down. Oliver stared at his little sister and pleaded, “Thea,
stop… this isn’t you! You don’t want this!”
She merely stared at him and Oliver saw, to his horror, that
she honestly didn’t comprehend what he was saying. While Helena and Laurel were
at least somewhat rational Thea had completely changed.
“Big Thea… WANT COCK!”
With that she violently slammed herself down on her brother’s
dick, throwing her had back and screaming in pleasure as she began to ride him
like a cowgirl, Laurel and Helena rubbing their pussies against his hands and
feet as they waited their turns.
~BIG~BIG~BIG~
“Come on… stop,” Barry begged as the three women took turns
slowly and torturously rubbing their fingers along his cock. “I’ll… I’ll go
wild again…”
“No you won’t,” Felicity purred, licked her pouty lips. “Caitlin
figured it out.”
The former scientist turned sexed up giantess nodded. “We go
wild when we try to fight the urges and let them build up. But…” she leaned
down and gave Barry’s shaft a lick, “…if we embrace what is happening we can
control ourselves more.”
“But…” Barry began before Iris pressed a finger to his lips.
“Barry, we’re never going to change back.” She didn’t say it
with any sadness, any remorse. In fact, she sounded almost giddy. “I’ll never
be a reporter, Felicity will never touch another computer, Caitlin won’t see
the inside of a lab again. This is our lives now and we accept it… and you need
to too. We are together… you are ours and we are yours. We’re lovers, mates…
giantess brides to our giant husband.” She began to stroke his face even as
Felicity worked his shaft and Caitlin moved around to massage his shoulders. “You
can fit this and be unhappy or you can join us and accept that you are fated to
spend the rest of your life making love to three giant women who love you.”
“And we do love you,” Caitlin said, leaning down and
nibbling on his ear. “Our protector.”
“Our lover,” Felicity said as she gently teased the head of
his cock. “Now… say it Barry… please.”
Barry shuddered, his eyes half closed. “We’re… we’re never
changing back.” The ladies murmured in agreement and Barry continued, his voice
growing stronger as he admitted the truth. “This is our new lives. We are
together… you are my mates… and this…. This is out tribe.” With those last
words he reached over and grabbed Felicity. But rather than be rough and
violent, as their last few couplings had been, Barry eased her onto his cock,
lifting her up in slow, sensual strokes. Iris and Caitlin curled up against
him, rubbing his chest and muscles as Felicity rode him. “Welcome to the tribe
girls.”