Hours
later back at Diana’s apartment…
“Uhm…
Girls?” asked Steve Trevor, sitting on the couch clutching a pillow in his
hands and sitting crouched in the far corner. “Aren’t yawl moving a bit fast? I
mean we only knew each other for a couple hours… And last I checked you were
still kids!”
Indeed,
they were, a couple hours ago. But NOW Steve found himself the center of
attention to a group of satyresses that had rapidly grown up into near carbon
copies of their mother. The five goat women leered at the human like a pride of
lionesses would looking down at a timid deer. “Aww, come on Stevie, think of
all the fun we could all have together.” Pouted one dark furred satyress, her
hair in a braid that swung over her shoulder and disappeared down the abyssal
cleavage of her four J cup tits.
“Yeah!”
Chirped another, her hair cropped short with a tiny butterfly clip hanging from
one of her bangs. She even had glitter sprinkled in her hair and on her chest
fur. “We can play cards, or board games, or watch a movie…” She listed off with
her fingers, all the while her eyes never left the man’s crotch.
“You
could read us a story, maybe a harlequin novel? Mom’s got like a dozen hidden
under her bed.” Giggled the satyress with long flowing hair and gold bracelets in
her now foot long horns, during her ‘growth’ she had rummaged through her
mother’s jewelry box, decorating her horns and putting gold earrings on her
long twitching ears.
Another
satyress stood up from the group, eyeing Steve a little too eagerly. Her hair
was in pig tails with pink bows on their ends, and what remained of her sweater
and coveralls (indeed for all of them really) had been stretched and strained
into a barely fitting tube top and daisy dukes. “How about something to drink?
I bet we’re old enough for the wine in the fridge now.”
“Or
we can just skip the middle man and fuck already.” Snorted the satyress with
red highlights in her hair, licking her lips and peeling off what was left of
her tattered cloths. The rest of the sisters nodded and hummed in agreement,
closing in on the overwhelmed pilot made babysitter.
“N-now
now girls, let’s not get too hasty, your mother left me in charge.”
“Oh,
you can take charge alright, I think some of us are up for some spanking.”
Shivering
in fear, Steve closed his eyes and held up the side pillow like it was a shield.
“STAY BACK! I HAVE A PILLOW!” Feeling the thing snatched out of his hands,
Steve looked up only to be smothered into the chest of one of Diana’s daughters.
“Tell me how you like THEM pillows handsome.” Unable to speak… Or breath
really, Steve mumbled and muffled out a cry of protest, his vision obscured by
a face full of cleavage that threatened to swallow up his face.
He
thought he would pass out, or WORSE become the plaything to a group of
oversexed satyr women, until the click of a doorlatch caught the attention of
all five goat women and Steve was freed from his soft pliable prison to gasp
for air. “GIRLS… I’m home.”
Hearing
their mother from the front door, the five satyr women sat up, giving Steve
enough room to leap out of his corner and run for the door, desperate for Diana’s
help. When he got there though, he was so stunned he fell back on his ass,
looking up at the amazon princess wince as she tried to guide her horns through
the door frame and squeeze herself pass the door to get in. As big as she was
when she left for the Hall of Justice, now she was huge. Her skirt had torn wide
open, partly from being torn open and becoming too snug for her growing rear. Her
buttoned blouse and jacket were hanging loose on her, their buttons popped off
after her breasts had surged larger and now sat on the curve of her swollen
belly. “Diana! What happened to you?”
Huffing
from exhaustion and waddling inside her apartment with the grace of a bloated
cow, Diana fanned herself and tried and failed to hold her jacket together to
keep her modesty. “The Flash had a relapse and started screwing everything with
horns… Me included. Right now, Superman is on a warpath chasing him and… Well,
I’m in no condition for a chase.”
“AWWWWWwwwww…
And we missed that!” Cried out Diana’s daughters, a shared look of regret on
their faces. Darting his attention back at the quintets and their mother, Steve
got up and ran to hide behind Wonder Woman, not even caring that she was three
times his size. Gasping briefly, Diana brought a hand to her belly to calm a
stir of kicks that brought a blush to her cheeks. “And now… Looks like you
girls are getting some new siblings. Looking over to her now adult children and
the timid man holding onto her leg like a scared child, Wonder Woman narrowed
her eyes and put her hands to her broad hips. “Girls, what have you been doing
while I was gone? Why are you all grown up…? And WHERE is your top young lady?!”
Standing
to her full height with her own hands at her wide hips, the satyress with red
highlights blew a strand of hair out of her eyes. “Where’s yours?”
Looking
down at her massive chest and how even now her jacket could never hope to
contain her four breasts, Diana huffed and crossed her arms to at least try. “OK…
You got me there.”
“Please
don’t leave me with them.” Whispered Steve, catching Diana’s attention.
“Sorry
Steve, if I knew this would happen I’d have asked Red Tornado to watch over
them, here, take this as cab fare, I’ll call you tomorrow.” Offering the man a
few bills from her pocket, Steve Trevor plucked the money from her fingers and
ran for the door, making the five satyresses pout and protest.
“Oh,
come on! We we’re just having fun!”
“No back-talk
Demy, it’s late and I want you along with your sisters Eris, Hestia, Gaia and Persephone
in bed, NOW!” Pointing towards their rooms, Diana remained stern until all five
of her daughters slumped their shoulders and went to their rooms.
“And we
were just getting to the good stuff too.”
Shaking
her head, Diana went to her own bedroom, waddling through the door and hearing
wood creak in the process. Rolling her eyes, she didn’t care about that right
now. She was sore, tired, bloated… But especially tired. Peeling off her jacket
and what was left of her skirt, Diana collapsed back first into her bed and
passed out almost immediately.
*
The
streets were crammed with the screaming horde of panicking people, scrambling
for their lives fleeing from a monstrosity that was rampaging through the city.
Over the screams and cries of thousands of terrified pedestrians running like
mice, the mob could still hear the heavy thumping footsteps of what stomped
behind them. In the background smoke billowed from the damage caused by the
beast, its roars heard even over the alarms and explosions nearby.
“HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRNY….”
Pausing
briefly, the mob looked back to see the monster stand to her full height and
loom over a 20-story building like it were a trash bin. Well beyond being
simply described as curvaceous or soft, Diana was now a full bodied and
pregnant 50-story tall monster of a satyress. Had she still been human size she
would have looked over 300 pounds. At her current size and bulk, she had to
have weighed more than a cruise ship. Each of her four breasts were the size of
tanker trucks, dripping thick milk that dribbled down her round furry belly
like syrup. Her ass took up 8 traffic lanes and her hooves easily crushed
whatever car she stepped on by accident. Not that she could have seen them, her
round, almost spherical belly took up her entire front, its surface riddled
with bumps and jolts that made the monster woman giggle and rub at the spots
that were the most active.
Wild
eyed and wiping drool from her plump lips, the gigantic goat woman straddled
the apartment building, squeezing the building between her thighs and
straddling the crumbling structure in an attempt to get off.
“HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRNY!”
Tossing
her long thick strands of hair with both hands, the she-beast moaned and roared
out in passion, feeling up the length of her 3 sets of horns that stood dozens
of feet from her scalp like a black boney crown. With a final bellow of
passion, Diana reached her climax and crushed the building between her legs,
slumping down to her knees and feeling up her tits in post-orgasm. Looking down
at the debris and stone, Diana licked her lips and started eating what was
left. Tonnes of stone and metal fell down the open maw of her mouth. When she
had her fill, she looked to the stunned crowd and licked her lips again.
“HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNGGGGRRRRRRY…”
Suddenly
more alarmed than ever, the mob of fleeing people ran for their lives even
harder. “RUN! IT’S BITCH-ZILLA!” Screamed an Asian man, pointing back at the
she beast stomping her way towards them. “SHE WILL CRUSH US ALL!”
With
an almost child-like grin, Diana stomped around scooping up bits and chunks of
the nearby buildings like they were gingerbread houses, munching away on stone
and metal, and each bite only making her bigger. It had all started simple in
the beginning, Pregnancy cravings had led her to each out her entire fridge, then
her furniture, then her apartment, then her apartment building, then the
parking lot. She couldn’t get enough, she was like a bottomless pit that
demanded to be filled more and more with every bite. Now, too hungry to reason
with and too horny to think, Diana’s mind had been crushed under a tidal wave
of pregnancy hormones and cravings.
Grabbing
hold of a water tower, she pried the roof off and drank from it like a mug of
coffee, when it had run out, she opened her mouth wide and gobbled the thing
up. “MOOOOOOOAAAARRRRR!” Looking around for anything else to drink, Diana
turned her attention to the shore and licked her lips again. Stomping her way
towards the city beach, the gigantic satyress slowly lowered herself down to
her side and dunked her head into the water. Like a whirlpool she started
guzzling hundreds of gallons of sea water. Ships were pulled in from her
powerful slurps, only top pass between her waiting lips, the rest of the
dockyard joining in as each heavy gulp made Diana swell bigger and bigger. In
no time at all, her ass alone was pushing building down to make room for her
growing mass, still pulling in more and more and showing no sign of slowing any
time soon.
*
“Hnnnnnnngh…”
Waking up with a stir and a chunk of her pillow in her mouth, Diana sat up to
find herself in bed. Shaking her hair loose, Wonder Woman pulled the chunk of
cotton and silk free from her mouth and looked down to find her belly even
bigger. “Hmm, not again…” Suddenly feeling the cravings kick in, Diana mused
whether to fall back to sleep or head to the kitchen to eat something. The
flurry of kicks from her womb eventually made the amazon satyress sit up and
head to the refrigerator, scratching her thigh before opening the door to fill
her empty stomach.