Title

Diana reaches her home island, begging for help from her sisters.

by mercury01
Storyline Power Species
Characters Wonder Woman Hippolyta
Category DC Transformation Corruption Growth
Previous Chapter Diana's coccoon cracks open, and she feels confused and horny.

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"Hola! Pricess Diana has returned!" the guards cried as the invisible jet appeared, landing on the main causeway of Themyscira. Hippolyta appeared striding down the palace steps to greet her daughter.

"Mother! Sisters!" Diana said as she climbed from the cockpit. "It does my heart good to see you all in fine health... but I cannot celebrate."

"Why not, my daughter?"

"This is my hour of need," Diana said sorrowfully. "I had a terrible nightmare... And I have given birth to THIS!" She revealed herself, and the slimy creature latched to her breast. The Amazons recoiled. Many of them cried out and raised their spears as if to fend off the horror. "Please! Don't hurt him... My son is innocent."

"This is indeed grim news," Hippolyta said, her eyes dark. "Your dream may be a prophecy of terrible times, and that creature is but the first sign. Our ancient foe Circe may be at the heart of this matter." She looked over the gathered Amazons. "The Princess will be sequestered in her quarters until such time as we can determine the cause of this curse."

Diana was led to her quarters, bathed and given a fresh chiton. She never let her child free of her sight, feeling strangely attached to the inhuman creature. She also found herself feeling enormously ravenous. Servant girls delivered roast ox, pitas with hummus and tubs of yoghurt, all of which she devoured with gusto.

At night, when no one was around, she found herself exploring her body. She soon realized that she could transform into that nightmare creature she'd seen in the mirror. At first she found the form repulsive, terrified at the mix of insect and reptile in her reflection. Yet... there was an alien sensuality about the new shape, its curves and edges...

Her child seemed to mature quickly, becoming a humanoid after a day and walking around. She kept him close, worried that he'd escape and be slaughtered, but also terrified that he would attack her sisters out of some animal instinct. He didn't mind staying in her arms, suckling her milk, and she found the activity to be a sensuous and natural one. Her body seemed to reflect this, blossoming from a shape that any Olympian would be proud of, to a curvaceous beauty fit for a fresco in the temple of Venus.

One afternoon, though, she woke from a nap to see that he was gone from her bed. Looking around, she discovered a huge pulsing cocoon nestled between a pillar and the wall. She felt the surface and saw her child curled up inside.

It didn't seem like it was a problem, so she went about her day and curled up in bed after another heavy supper. She awoke from a sweaty dream of growing as large as a whale, allowing titanic male creatures to breed her as she lay on her side, and found...


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