Title

The former heroes try to figure things out

by MinecraftMan
Storyline Justice Teens
Characters Justice League
Category DC Gender Switch
Previous Chapter The transformation begins

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Aquaman grabbed her nearly bare breasts, shocked at their sudden appearance.  The swift motion had an interesting reaction on the Atlantean.  Wonder Woman couldn't help but smile as her formerly male cohorts mirrored the motion, succumbing to the same biological reaction as Aquaman.  Diana smirked as she saw Bruce trying to resist, but even she began kneading at her newly acquired tits, her fingers instinctively finding her now obviously pierced nipples, twisting the metal in pleasure.  The ex-men were feeling themselves up, eyes closed, biting their lower lips as they lost themselves to the sensation of rubbing their own tits.  Diana squirmed in her chair as she felt herself grow damp.  Once she realized she was becoming aroused she snapped herself back into focus.

"Like, stop what you are doing!"

At her sharp tone, the former men dropped their hands and blushed fiercely as they realized what they had been doing.  Diana was pleased to see her words were heeded as she took in the new appearances of her comrades.  She had to admit, they all looked flat out gorgeous.  She felt an all-too-familiar itch in her pussy at the thought of her friend's and her own changes, but the gravity of the situation overrode her lust, for now. 

"We've like, all been turned into girls!"  Flash, who appeared to be the youngest of the group was trying and failing to not feel herelf up while he spoke.

"But some of us are more girlish than others."  Batman's comment made them all realize  that while the transformation had made them younger, some were younger than others.  Bruce, Clark and Diana looked nearly 18.  Aquaman looked like he may be 16 at the most while Flash looked not a day over 14.

Clark rubbed her thighs, ending just below the Daisy Duke shorts that barely hid her virgin pussy.  Her fingers danced at the fringes of the denim, threatening to dive and explore, but she pulled back. 

"We've, like, got to figure out, like, what happened!"  She lost focus again as she popped the button on her shorts.  Logic tried to reassert itself, but was weaker than before. Her voice was filled with rapidly rising lust as she asked a question to no one in particular.

"Don't we?"


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