Epilogue: Lois Lane, Minotaur

"We're too late," Wonder Woman said, as she looked around at the empty club. "Blaze is gone."

"Not long ago," Batman said. He motioned at the drinks littering the tables.

Zatanna touched a glass of something white and milky. "Still warm."

A blur of red and gold zipped around the room, causing tablecloths to flutter. The Flash paused at a door. "Over here! We've got...um...you need to see this!"

The cows were still in their harnesses. Empty eyes stared ahead as they suckled. The containers that should have caught their cum were gone, the hoses dangling, jizz dripping onto the floor.

"By Hera!" Wonder Woman said. "It smells like a porn set?"

"How would you know, princess?" Hawkgirl muttered. She held her spiked mace at the ready. "You hear that?"

Everyone grew quiet. There was a sound...a large animal sound. Grunting. A dull thud against a very ominous-looking metal door. There were dents in that door. Batman examined it carefully.

"Hinges are on the outside. This wasn't designed to keep us out...it was to keep whatever is in there from getting out."

"What is it?" Flash asked.

"Only one way to find out." Batman said. "Zatanna, Flash, get the...women...unhooked and out of here. They need medical attention."

Wonder Woman stepped up and grabbed the lever of the door. Her arm tensed.

"Locked."

"Then open it," Hawkwoman said, spreading her wings behind her, mace raised.

Batman stood out of direct line, three small batarangs in his hand, ready to throw.

The Amazon took a deep breath and spread her arms wide. Her fingers could just grip the sides of the door. She let it out...and drove her hands in through the mild steel. The sound as she squeezed was like an aluminum can the size of a bus being crushed. The metal dimpled, bent, and the hinges popped.

Faster than it seemed possible, the door slammed shut, knocking Wonder Woman over and trapping her beneath it. For a moment, Hawkgirl and Batman caught sight of a figure...naked, less than six feet tall, but bristling with muscle, heavy horns hanging off her head like a Texas bull. There were breasts, small as they were, nearly lost amid the overdeveloped pectoral muscles, and a wide nose. Cum was crusted around the mouth...and the source was not hard to see.

The cock was monstrous. Almost as long as a baseball bat, thick at the base and with a swollen, rounded tip. The hanging scrotum was the size of a soccer ball, hanging down to the creature's knees. Violet eyes settled immediately on Hawkgirl...and launched itself for her.

"Oh fuck no," Hawkgirl flapped her wings and jumped back. The ceilings in here were too low for her to fly, but the extra lift helped carry her out of the thing's reach. The creature was ungainly, the cock so stiff and the testicles so large it couldn't even run properly. Hawkgirl backed away, and the moment the creature stepped off the door, Wonder Woman tossed it away...

Batman studied the features. They were twisted, but familiar.

"Lois Lane?" he asked.

The minotaur turned her head. The violet eyes turned to Batman. She was shaking, he saw...ribs prominent, waist ridiculously small. There were ugly red track marks on the arms and legs. Injections of some sort. Steroids, maybe other ****. The Dark Knight wasn't sure what could cause some of the physiological changes he was seeing, but he knew steroid **** when he saw it.

He held up his hands, waving the women off.

"It is you, isn't it Lois? That's your name."

"Lo-lo-" The minotaur's eyes teared up. She grabbed her head, next to the horns and shook it. "Hurts. Think. Need. Breed."

The bestial dickgirl sat down heavily, still holding her head. The cock slapped her chin, and automatically the woman's mouth opened and she began to suckle. A distant, glassy look came across those violet eyes.

"Diana..." Batman said. "Your lasso."

The golden thread settled over the unresisting creature.

"Are you Lois Lane?" Wonder Woman asked, as she drew the Lasso of Truth tight.

"Urgh...urgh..." The eyes rolled, and she let the drooling cock fall from her mouth. "I...was."

Hawkgirl lowered her mace, wings folding up behind her.

"So...what do we do?"

"Tell Superman to stop searching. We've found her," his mouth was set in a grim line. "I wouldn't want to be Blaze when he finds out."