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…”