A “natural” visit

Due to Plastic Man’s mental machinations, Wonder Woman had been subconsciously altered to feel somewhat bad about laughing in his face and embarrassing him at the party, and so she sought him out to apologize. She found out where he lived through the JLA database, and used the Slideways teleporter to travel to NYC, where he lived.

Plastic Man used the Gauntlet to instantly transport him into his apartment, where after making himself sober and making it look good (he decided he’d get himself a mansion later,) he slipped into his new comfy bed. He decided not to take off the Gauntlet, it felt as if it weren’t even there, so why bother? Right as he was about to close his eyes, Plas heard a knocking on the door. Who could that be? He thought, and slid to the door. “Hello? Who is it? I’m not buying anything.”

“Eel, it’s me, Wonder Woman.”

The first thing Plas did was cringe at hearing his old criminal name. I’m going to have to use the Gauntlet to make everyone stop calling me tha-wait Wonder Woman? Here? Why? Did the Gauntlet do this? It must have! Hope it didn’t change anything else...

“Plastic Man? I’m here to talk.” Wonder Woman said. “I want to apologize for earlier. May I come in?” After a second, the door opened, and there stood Plastic Man.

“Cum in. Please, take a seat,” Plastic Man said, pointing to a very nice looking sofa chair. As Wonder Woman walked by, Plas leered at her, and noticed something. Is she wearing a smaller uniform, or is her ass bigger? Or both? In fact, I think her chest is bigger too... not that I’m complaining. I should probably take this thing off for now, I don’t want every little thought or want to immediately come true. And so while she sat down, Plastic Man put the Gauntlet onto a shelf. “So, Wonder Woman, what were you saying?”

When he opened the door, Wonder Woman was almost shocked at how different he seemed, to her at least. He looked, hot almost. When he let her in, Diana noticed how much better his apartment looked than what she imagined it to be. She thought, for some reason, that it’d be cramp and dingy, but this looked fantastic! And as her (now slightly bigger) ass sat into the nice leather seat, Wonder Woman started getting a bit hot under the collar, as they say.

“So, Wonder Woman, what were you saying?”

Okay, now he was definitely hot. His voice even sounded handsomer. “Well Plastic Man, I, er, felt bad about what happened at the party, and... *whew* wanted to say how sorry I was.”

“Really? Because it was super embarrassing at the party. How sorry are you, really?”

“Oh gods, sooo sorry,” Wonder Woman was deeply aroused, no doubt about it. Plastic Man was hot, and she wanted to fuck him so bad. “Like *moan* , I’d do anything to make it up to you!”

“Would you fuck me?”

“Oh yes, anything! You’re so hot, I’d do it anyways!”

“Then let’s go.” Plastic Man leaped up onto Wonder Woman, and started kissing her mouth. He then elongated his cock, and **** in into her very much wet pussy. In and out, in and out it went. Plas was fondling her all over, literally, with his powers. He picked up her Lasso Of Truth and tossed it away. “We won’t need this.” He said, and continued fucking her.