Continuing to Have Fun on the Watchtower

A trio of girls were walking ahead of me, my sister included along with Green Arrow. They hadn’t said anything at all about my bottomless, dick-swinging state.

I was enjoying the freedom and feasting my eyes on their delectable asses. The hispanic girl was a nudist because I’d made that normal for her, so I could see her cute butt wiggle without any pants or panties obscuring my view. Chloe’s had this most amazing swing to it and I honestly had no idea how to assimilate the fact I’d buried every last inch of Gargantuan Grayson inside that nice round black butt. I mean, I was a virgin, a poor perverted idiot not that long ago. Now I’d gotten a blowjob from my own sister! This was the young lady I’d grown up with! We’d been fast friends back before Lil Willy gained his superpower to change sizes by vast degrees. Maybe that had been my fault, the stealing of the panties and the jerking off into thereof, the learning of pick-locking solely to gain access to her naked showering body, the one time I’d added my sperm-cells to her shampoo in order to help her in growing long lustrous blonde hair…

Now, I was a Golden God who’d fucked THE Wonder Woman and THE Black Canary and some hot girl I didn’t even know! I could do whatever I wanted and I had no idea how to deal with that. I’d blown my load a lot lately so my perverted inclinations were currently lying exhausted, fat and happy between my legs so it wasn’t like I was this sexual beast who only lived to cum endless loads. That left the question as what I was going to do with my powers.

This… this… this was my origin story! I realized this with an epiphany like lightning! Magical earrings, pffff- there were metahumans with even stupider starts, I was sure. Swamp-Thing?! Huh? Huh? What did the sentient spirit of the swamp possess some dude or what? Of course, there wasn’t much doubt about my alignment. Chaotic Evil, right? Really though? I didn’t want to hurt anyone but I was totally a villain in my goals. I’d always played the villain in any game where it was possible. Maybe Chaotic Neutral? Man… I was totally going to get imprisoned in the Phantom Zone or whatever. But holy… I was going to have a whole fucking lot of fun before I got my just desserts!

I shook off my reverie as I listened to the girls go on and on about Wonder Woman. These were some starstruck sluts. I mean, it was damned titillating to hear Nichole sing the praises of having a horse-hung prick gouge out her pussy but it was getting kind of repetitive.

Green Arrow felt me. I could see him rubbing his head and muttering to himself.

I kept staring at their butts as we walked on our way to the rest of the tour group. Why had I left Dinah and Diana again? Cataloging the posteriors, I was happy to note they fell in a perfect Goldilocks spread. Nadjia’s was pretty small. Nichole’s was medium and a bit thick. Chloe’s was big for her relatively tight frame and round and awesome and basically like some black-girl stereotype. She even had the biggest tits!

I couldn’t help but notice Chloe’s swing again. I watched those sexy hips sway side to side like a goddamned pendulum. God, that was hot. She had to be doing that on purpose, right? The curly haired beauty looked back at me, her plump lips quirked upward. F--uuuu-uk, yea she was.

That was enough to jump Lil Willy to his next level and my brain was similarly shifted into a lower gear. I noted both my sister and Nadjia, that slippery chick who’d managed to evade doing any more than sucking on Huge Hector back in our little orgy, had walks that were much less exciting. This underlined my belief that Chloe had to be swinging her sexy hips on purpose and even as I appreciated her concern for my eyes, I decided resolutely to ensure that every man in existence could appreciate this eye-feast at all times.

“All hot women normally walk with a sexy shake in their hips all the time no matter the circumstances.”

Like clockwork, beautiful arousing, amazing and goddamned fucking awesome clockwork, Nichole and Nadjia’s walks shifted. In perfect time with each other, their asses started to sashay in front of me and my eyes bulged with happiness as I drank in their jaunty bottoms. I quickly took notice of Chloe as she actually increased the shimmy in those hips to an almost pornographic degree.

"If you would like to touch me, please do. I enjoy having my body played with." remarked an ever observant Wonder Woman as she drove her pelvis back and forth at a sedate yet constant pace, bouncing off of Black Canary's butt as the blonde lay atop the table on her side in the shape of an L.

Zatanna shook her head and **** herself to stop staring at Huge Hector's gorgeous body, "Believe me. Nothing would please me more. But I can't. Hector, from what you've told me, I'm pretty sure that those earrings do in fact have a powerful magical effect and we need to secure them as soon as possible."

"Really? Please enlighten me then because everything I just told you seems perfectly innocuous."

"Well, my intuition is telling me that that is part of their properties. They clearly have some sort of ability to control minds. Wait- just hold on and listen to me for a second. You told me you had sex with this boy in a bathroom after he put them on. That's completely out of character for you!"

"Forgive me but.... I disagree quite firmly. I think it is quite clear that I am a very.... sex-positive person. Also that I am very generous with my affections as you can see. I love to make love..."

"Yea, with women! You're an Amazon from an island of lesbians with some holy mandate from the Goddess of Love. You let this random guy stick his dick in your asshole!"

Zatanna was honestly offended, the only things that should come in contact with Wonder Woman's beautiful anus was a tongue and a properly reverent pair of lips.

Wonder Woman sighed and leaned over Dinah, taking her face in her hands and turning her head so that she could softly kiss her lips as she ground her groin against hers. When finished and straightened once more she said, "Perhaps I should have elaborated but Huge Hector is abundantly deserving of that name. I had never experienced the fabled 'assgasm' as I've heard it called, So I was quite willing to take him up my backside and it was... quite pleasurable, let me tell you, oh yes..."

Zatanna bit her lip and tried very hard to ignore how wet and tingly her lower body was at the moment, "God, that's hot. Fuck. I need to focus! Okay, fine. But let's talk about the fact that you were going to masturbate in the bathroom. How does that make sense?"

"That's perfectly normal for me. The genitals Aphrodite blessed me with have a superhuman virility. If I don't climax often, I would be unable to focus on anything other than lovemaking."

"Okay, but we want your cock! I mean- you know any woman is going to be happy to help you relieve yourself of your arousal. In fact, we are going to demand it because we all think you are the sexiest most beautiful woman on the planet and we know you'll always say yes! So why the hell would you think it necessary to jerk off in a fucking bathroom sink?! That's crazy!!"

"Well, from your perspective, perhaps. However there are two parties involved. I can generally expect that most women will desire me and ask for sex. But for the sake of actually getting anything done other than the pleasuring, I at least need to have a clear head. If I am just as obsessed with lovemaking as those I encounter, then truly I will never be able to tend to my responsibilities as member of the Justice League!"

It was quickly becoming clear that there would be no way to convince Wonder Woman that anything untoward was going on, thanks to the powers of those earrings. Clearly, Huge Hector's own mind would work furiously to rationalize everything no matter how ridiculous. Zatanna had half a dozen other things she wanted to bring up but she had precisely zero confidence it would convince Wonder Woman. The explanation for this other Huge Hector having sex with a couple of other tourists and even Black Canary could be easily explained away. He apparently had a really big dick and Wonder Woman's presence alone made it socially acceptable to have sex in public to a certain degree.

Zatanna found the culprit in the station's natatorium. The majority of the tourists were gathered around the pool's edge where Aquaman was trying to describe how one swam 'like an Atlantean'. Magic was the agreed upon conclusion much to Arthur's chagrin as he was finding it difficult to specify exactly how he was shooting through the water like a torpedo at incredible speeds despite having the same number and arrangement of limbs as the average human.

Zatanna was far more interested in her quarry. He was easy to spot, lounging on one of the deck chairs surrounding the pool and wearing only a t-shirt and socks and shoes, just as Oliver had told her. She'd ran into Green Arrow in the corridors in a rush to get back to his wife, he'd asked her if Wonder Woman was still drilling her and had basically jumped with joy when she'd told him yes.

She'd had a plan to cast a spell that would retrieve the earrings instantly but she held off. In person, she found Huge Hector to be much less of a threat than she'd imagined and she was **** to recognize that Wonder Woman might have had a point.

He was just laying there, relaxing, the earrings perfectly safe, innocently dangling from his ears. She approached him casually feeling her hips swing. As a performer and a hot woman she was very used to walking with a sexy shimmy at all times but aroused as she still was from being around Wonder Woman and very aware of the big dick this boy was packing, she knew her big round butt was undulating fiercely, her heels only adding to the effect.

And my... he was a big boy, wasn't he? Stepping up to the foot of his chair, she took a long look at his massive dick and balls. “Hello there, Huge Hector.”

He looked her up and down, his eyes lingering all over her breasts. He smiled at her, “Well hello sexy magic lady, what can I do-” he abruptly became alarmed, “Wait, why are you even paying attention to me!? Oh shit! You're immune aren't you! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! It just happened!”

Hands on her hips she cocked her head, giving him a frank look, "Oh please. It just happened? How'd you just happen to convince a few women to let you fuck them, including a woman, I know is fiercely loyal to her husband and would never cheat on him ever and certainly not right in front of the guy!?"

"My winning personality? Charm? Animal magnetism? My huge cock? I mean, is that all you're mad about, really?"

Zatanna rolled her eyes but then took the opportunity to ogle his lengthy penis, "Your big dick is just a lot of extra flesh. Don't kid yourself, kid. No, those earrings are dangerous. They have magic. I should know. I'm a magician, a real one. Honestly, you should hand them on over for your own safety as much as everyone else."

He blinked and stared at her as if some epiphany was passing through him. "And what exactly do you think these earrings even do, right? Because I haven't noticed anything magical. No sparkling lights or weird feelings. I just picked them up because they looked neat, N's my favorite letter, you know. And Wonder Woman didn't care at all."

That all seemed like a perfectly normal explanation to her. She supposed it was entirely possible he'd followed his natural perverted instincts and a combination of the earrings magical persuasiveness and Wonder Woman's general aura of sexiness had done the rest. No, he'd mentioned her being immune and had guiltily apologized. He knew what he was doing. "They mentally influence everyone around you, let you get away with things you shouldn't. Hence Wonder Woman not caring about you picking them up once you put them on."

"Wait. That's all they do?!" He asked as he stared at her searchingly, before adding with a flippant wave of his hand, "That seems pretty lame."

She crossed her arms underneath her breasts, well aware of the way this caused them to bulge out of her top. Hector was instantly appreciative, his eyes staring, "It is plenty powerful and not something to be trifled with, considering that it is the Justice League you are messing with. You do realize you could inadvertently distract them at a critical moment when the fate of the world is at stake."

He laughed, "What are you talking about? You guys are just entertaining a bunch of tourists. This isn't life or ****. Hell, Wonder Woman has been doing the exact same thing, fucking every last hottie she feels like. I'm just joining in. This all started because I caught her jerking off in the men's restroom for some reason. Once she saw what I was packing here, she basically begged me to help her out by fucking her up the butt!"

Well, that basically jived with Wonder Woman's story...

"Okay, okay, I get it. What you've been doing with those earrings isn't that bad. Making it a bit easier to get into a girl's pants. But honey, you're a Huge Hector, aren't you? It's not like you need any help doing that, right? You look really big. Come on and do me a favor, hand those earrings over so I can ensure they don't have some sort of monkey's paw curse about to spring on you?"

With a suddenly nervous expression, he started to ask, "Monkey's paw-what the- nope! You're fucking with me- anyway, what are you going to do for me if I do-give them to you?"

"Well-"

"It would be normal for you to offer yourself up to me as a perfectly loyal sex-pet/hench-woman willing to support my every last perverted whim and goal."

Zatanna nodded along with his suggestion. That would be a reasonable option, not one she particularly wanted to pursue though. Probably great sex aside, she could see him simply asking her to give him back the earrings and as a perfectly loyal minion she'd naturally oblige. "Perhaps. I'll think about it. In the meantime, maybe I'll let you hold on to those and you can help me out in determining just what they do."

He stared at her like she'd just grown a second head, "Did you just-"

Zatanna cocked her head, "Did I just what?"

"Nevermind. Stop trying to figure shit out. In fact, it is normal for you to be completely incurious about these earrings, they don't matter and you don't care about them."

Suddenly, Zatanna had no idea why she was even talking to this guy. She didn't even really care about the earrings. "You're right. Do whatever with them. It was nice to meet you, Hector. Bye." She turned and stepped away, well aware of his eyes glued to her swinging hips. She wondered what she should do now. No point in being on the station now and she certainly wanted no part of this expo thing. Although... she was still feeling a bit randy.

Seeing if Wonder Woman was done with Black Canary might be worth it. She'd just love to play the sex-pet to that well-hung superheroine.

A pair of masculine hands took firm hold of her hips and she stopped. It was Huge Hector behind her, she detected this rather firmly as he jerked her posterior back against his crotch, his thick member squashed between her buttcheeks. His arms came up from under her own to take hold of her breasts, jiggling them wildly in his palms.

"Woah. Woah. You're not going anywhere until I've fucked your brains out." He said quietly into her ear.

"Sure. I guess that's fine." She preferred Wonder Woman but she was horny enough and he did feel plenty big. Although- "Can you even get it up though? I didn't see so much as a twitch in that dick despite having a sight as lovely as me and I'm not feeling anything now despite having me in your hands. Are you sure your interests don't lie elsewhere?"

"Oh no you didn't!" He exclaimed while pulling one of her breasts out and lightly slapping it. "Whatever. I'm sure there's something you can do about it, isn't there?"

She was sure he had something like a blowjob in mind, but she'd rather not suck him off mere meters from a bunch of people, a few had taken notice by now and were watching with interest, nudging each other and talking much to her chagrin. So instead she cast a spell.

"Egrahcer odibil, ecin dna drah, lluf fo muc!"

"Uhnggh!" The effect was instant as Hector let out a guttural groan and his dick swiftly became a steel-like bar sliding over the curve of her butt to press insistently in the middle of her back. Damn, that thing felt big!

"What's taking Clark so long?" asked the Flash as he lounged on top of the map console, eating from the bowl of Lucky Charms atop his chest.

"I'm here!" Superman said as he gently lowered to the metal floor of the Bat Cave. He set Circe down and the villainous spell-caster quickly stepped away, her unwieldy high heels clacking as she swung her hips side to side. "I had to carry our wonderful new ally here. Did you forget?

"Nah, I just assumed she'd appreciate your slower speed, wait- Did she hear your name?"

"Thankfully not, I-"

"Your hidden identities are wholly irrelevant and unimportant to me." Circe interrupted and began to stroke her long luxuriantly purple tresses as she gazed with interest at the screen directly above Bruce's head.

Batman started speaking, gesturing at the screen, "This is Sam Dean, one of those selected to tour the Watchtower. There is nothing special about him save for the fact that he is currently wearing earrings with the ability to alter the minds of those around him."

Flash was quick to ask, "Dude, why are you showing us a picture of this pantsless kid and damn he is hung like a donkey, yea?"

"He's not a kid. He's legally an adult and I'm showing you this image because he's currently half naked, in the midst of the tour group with Aquaman and no one is reacting to it."

Clark was staring and rubbing his lantern-like jaw, "I honestly had no idea penises could get that big. Impressive. Wait, what do you mean no one is reacting? Why is he naked?"

Batman grimaced behind his dark mask, "You'll see." He tapped at his keyboard and the image on the screen changed. It was a view from one of the Watch Tower's camera's in the cafeteria.

Circe scoffed at what she saw, "Of course, she's having sex. Does she have no honor? That divine member is supposed to be used for seeding Amazons not pointless little whores from Man's world."

"Is money changing hands here? Because I don't think those are strictly prostitutes unless it is." remarked Flash and Circe scowled at him.

Batman broke in lowly, "Ignore Wonder Woman having sex. That is normal. Focus on Sam Dean."

They all watched him have sex with an african-american girl alongside Diana.

"Wait." remarked Clark, his brow furrowed, "Since when does Diana have a penis. That's not normal, right?"

Circe rolled her eyes, "That magnificent phallus that has each of you feeling unmanned between the legs is a gift from holy Aphrodite in order to create the next generation of Amazons."

"Who's feeling unmanned?" asked Flash, "I'm not feeling unmanned. In fact, seeing Diana fuck that poor girl’s brains out has me feeling more manned than I ever remember being. Seriously."

"Just keep watching." said Batman.

And so they did.

Superman asked, "You said those earring alter reality? I assumed he was just sort of going along with Diana's- excuse me- Huge Hector's um... _activities..."

Flash leaned in, “Wait is that GreenBlackCanaryArrow? Is he just sticking his dong in their faces? Oh god, this is going to be good. She's going to...huh?”

“-do absolutely nothing?” finished Superman frowning. They all watched as Sam Dean pulled Dinah out of her chair and started stripping her as both she and Oliver remained passive, apparently unconcerned with his outrageous behavior.

“I'm convinced.” said Superman quietly furious as he stepped into the air, hovering, “Let's go take care of this before it goes any further!”

“No. Don't. This is a recording. It has already happened and going to the station is not a good idea. Once you enter the vicinity of the earrings, you are under their influence.”

“So what do you suggest, Bruce?” asked Superman, “I know you have a plan. We can't just let him do whatever he wants to our friends and comrades, not to mention the civilians on board. The ones we invited to the station. We're responsible for their safety.”

"Yea, and come on? You're saying these magical earrings work on everybody? What if you know about it going in and you're looking out for the slightest thing being out of whack? What if you're a magic-type and you've got shield spells or charms or whatever, hint-hint-" Flash appeared next to Circe and nudged her side repeatedly.

"Our 'magic-type', Zatanna, was the one who originally found the earrings and delivered them to Wonder Woman on the station. She knew about the earrings' power and confronted Sam Dean. This is what she is doing right now." intoned Batman emotionlessly before he tapped a button on his console, switching the main screen.

Superman gasped as Flash and Circe leaned in past the sitting Batman.

From the angle of the camera out over the pool, it was difficult to see Zatanna but it was perfectly clear what was going on. The only thing she was wearing were her black stilettos and they were flinging around in the air wildly over her head as the pantsless guy on top of her pounded away at her, his ass moving rapidly atop her spread buttocks with his distractingly large testicles swinging back and forth. They were rutting on the floor beside the pool and all around them stood those invited to the expo, including Aquaman.

"Arthur's just standing there grinning..." murmured Superman, soft disbelief in his voice.

Flash snorted, his own eyebrows permanently glued to the ceiling, "I think he's just happy he doesn't have to entertain all the fans anymore. Though I don't know...maybe Mera's a size-queen and he's looking to keep the marriage spicey, huh?"

"Oh do shut up." hissed Circe walking away from the console, swinging her hips a bit more due to the arousing scene and quite thankful that none of the men were able to tear their eyes away from the lewd view on the screen to notice. "I think we are all quite aware of the full extent of the earrings power now, yes?"

"No. We are not." commented Batman mildly as he switched the screen to a new view causing Flash to let out a small, "No..."

"Lois..." whispered Superman as he saw his girlfriend's broadcast on the screen, "Don't tell me she's somehow caught up in this."

"No. At least not directly."

"That didn't make me feel any better."

"It wasn't meant to. Keep watching. Notice anything strange about this broadcast?"

They all silently watched as Lois Lane reported on the scene of a recent heist at one of Metropolis's museums.

"This is last Tuesday's broadcast." said Superman, frowning as he tried to discern Batman's intent in showing them this. "I don't..."

"OOh! Ooh!" Flash thrust his hand in the air and sprinted past visibility from point to point around the Bat Computer, "She's not stripping!"

Superman was silent for a moment before he realized it too. His girlfriend wasn't taking off her clothes to keep the viewers' eyes on the screen. "Wait. He has some sort of power to change the past? But why would this kind of person change reality to make things less sexual?"

"That is a very good question. And the answer is.... I don't know." remarked Batman casually, "But we now also definitively know that the power of those earrings are not limited to his immediate vicinity. That somehow Sam Dean has the power to change all of our perceptions."