A Magic Demonstration

The trio sat comfortably, with Zack sandwiched between the two superheroes: Power Girl on the right and Zatanna on the left. Being in such a privileged position, he could easily see either of them, allowing his pheromones to reach the witch more easily.

"So, Z, did you want to talk about Giganta and the other villains?" Karen asked, leaning on her boyfriend.

"Uh... Is it okay for me to be here? I mean, this is an important conversation for heroes," Zack commented, feigning shyness. "It would be better if I went somewhere else so you two could talk," he added before pretending to stand up.

"That won't be necessary."

With that, Zatanna placed a hand on her knee and brought her face closer to his to continue talking.

“Come on, Henry, your presence doesn't bother me. Besides, you're now part of Karen's life... and I hope you're part of mine... of course, as a friend.”

“Hmm... okay.”

It was further proof that she was captivated by him; she just had to keep at it. Zatanna and Power Girl talked seriously about how to fight the trio of villains, although the witch couldn't take her eyes off Zack.

Hearing such an exclusive conversation showed her the enormous scope of their power. It was ironic to hear how they would catch the criminals when he already had other plans for those three.

“I'm sure with this strategy they won't escape again,” Z said confidently.

“So, as soon as Batwoman locates them, we'll have them,” Karen emphasized, bumping her fist against her other hand, creating a sound wave.

“I love that enthusiasm of yours, darling. I'm sure you'll have them in your hands,” Zack praised her, running his hand over his girlfriend's cheek.

The woman of steel did the same, and the two exchanged caresses.

"Hey, lovebirds, I'm still here... hehe," Zatanna said, biting her lip.

"We're so sorry."

By this point, the sorceress's expression had undergone several subtle but obvious changes for our protagonist. Her face was somewhat flushed; she was breathing heavily, her legs kept moving, and she insistently tried to make contact with him.

Zack imagined how her aphrodisiac scent reduced his inhibitions at an accelerated pace while his libido increased the more time he spent by her side.

The conversation continued, now focusing on Poison Ivy, and Zack had to hold back the urge to laugh out loud. If Zatanna knew Pamela was right there, then he'd have to move on to the next step.

“Wow, girls, your job is really difficult. Fighting dangerous villains day after day must be exhausting,” he said, sinking into the couch.

That comment was Karen's cue for her move.

“How about something to relax, Z? Wine maybe?” the blonde asked.

“You know me, Karen. I'd never say no to a few drinks,” Zatanna replied before turning toward Zack for the hundredth time. “And you, Henry?”

“I'd love to.”

With that said, the Kryptonian showed off her super speed, bringing a bottle and three drinks in less than a second. They sat sipping for a while, lowering the seriousness of their conversation.

Our protagonist watched intently as the witch drank with complete confidence, not realizing that her drink was previously impregnated with a special compound from her pheromones. Created by Pam, this compound would accelerate the effects of ****, which would combine with its usual aphrodisiac properties.

Zack took Zatanna's tip idea and put his own spin on it. Thanks to Power Girl, he learned of her fondness for wine, so he used it against her.

"Ha ha ha ha... oh... everyone present was speechless... seeing my head floating around them and... and the rest of me dancing... ha ha ha ha," Z told one of his onstage anecdotes while on his third glass.

"Ha ha ha... that must have been quite a spectacle, I wish I had been there," Zack said.

Zatanna, with only three glasses, was in an advanced state of intoxication. She spoke with long pauses, her hands shaking so much that she dropped part of her drink.

In addition, she showed clear signs of being quite aroused, rubbing her legs together furiously, constantly fanning herself, and constantly playing with her hair.

But what confirmed her state the most was when the witch's hand began to wander down the protagonist's chest and rose to his face. With a light touch, she turned his face to make better eye contact, and Zack saw how the hero's gaze took on a glow that was impossible to hide.

"Hey Henry... Sniff... you... you liked my entrance, right?" she whispered to him in a melodious voice.

He nodded shyly, feeling the overwhelming heat emanating from his guest.

"Mmm... oh great... yes yes... Sniff... And would you like to see a little more of me?" She moved even closer, brushing her lips against Zack's ear.

"Yes"

"DONE!"

With that harangue from her sleeve, Zatanna pulled a classic magician's wand. Then, with some difficulty due to her intoxication, she made strokes in the air with it and said:

"Uh...mmh...uh...Mroftalp Tnatsni"

POOF!!

A few feet in front of them, an explosion of purple smoke filled the room. When it completely dissipated, it revealed a colorful stage with magic spotlights flying in various directions.

Zatanna waved her wand again, above Zack, smoothly reaching the stage. Immediately, the room darkened, and the spotlights focused on the witch, who was stumbling somewhat comically.

"Ladies and gentlemen...especially the gentlemen, welcome to THE MAGIC SHOW!" spoke a voice out of nowhere.

Both Zack and Karen clapped, accompanied by a torrent of applause resembling a football stadium, coming from all around as if a crowd of ghosts were with them.

Regaining some composure, the sorceress began to dance slowly but sensually, making tiny balls of fire spring from her hands.

"Thank you so much for coming..." she began, agitated, without stopping her dancing. "Oh...but I'm afraid I'll need an assistant for my show... will there be any handsome young men volunteering?"

Zatanna pulled something out of her sleeve again. This time it was a long, multi-colored chain of scarves that stretched out endlessly, and before Zack could react, the chain shot toward him.

"Ooh!"

Like an anaconda, the chain of scarves wrapped around a good part of his body, immobilizing him. With a small movement from Zatanna, she pulled our protagonist to the center of the stage.

"Mmm...yes...that's perfect. Thank you so much for offering!" With that, the witch received renewed applause.

Zack was about to say something when Zatanna leaned close to his ear.

"Relax and enjoy, Henry...Sniff...I promise you'll enjoy it like never before."