Epilogue: Wonderbreeder III: Making Wonder Girl A Wonder Woman

"I'm not an idiot, you know," Cassandra Sandsmark, the blonde-haired Wonder Girl said. "I'm 19. I've had sex ed in high school. I've had uncensored access to the internet since I hit puberty."

Lois Lane didn't say anything. They'd let her have a bath, a massage, a breakfast of oysters, bananas, and orange juice, and a quick nap beneath the purple ray. She felt totally refreshed...and had to hold her hands in her lap to keep the monster between her legs from bursting forth.

There were only the three of them in the throne room: Wonder Girl pacing about, the queen Hippolyta on her throne, and Lois Lane standing awkwardly trying to hide her erection. The queen had insisted that all three were to wear the exercise-outfits of the Amazons, simple cotton shifts that covered the breasts but left arms and shoulders bare, and short skirts which barely covered the buttocks, leaving the long toned legs naked to the sandals.

Every time Cassie whirled in her pacing, Lois caught a glimpse of the round, heart-shaped ass barely contained by the thin cotton loin-cloth, the small round breasts pressing against the front of the shift. Hippolyta on her high marble thrown was almost worse. Taller and darker than Cassie, she greatly resembled an older Wonder Woman, with a few silver strands in her hair, larger bust straining against the thin cotton cloth, thickly muscled thighs causing the skirt to ride up so that Lois could see the loin cloth starting to camel-toe the shaven twat.

"There is knowledge, and there is experience," Hippolyta said sternly. "You may train for years, but when the time comes to do battle, then and only then do you know war. You may be schooled in the arts of love, but you have not experienced them yet...have you?"

Wonder Girl paused. She looked down at her feet.

"I mean...I kissed Superboy." The blonde amazon's body tensed, hands closing into little fists by her side. "We...did some on-top-of-the-clothes stuff. Why does it matter if I'm a virgin?"

"My dear...it is not about your maidenhead." Hippolyta's voice turned kindly. "I do not expect you to live a desolate life without companionship. Many an Amazon has found sexual bliss in her lover's arms. But there is an opportunity here..."

"You want her to breed me," Cassie said, indignant. "Like I'm some...some rutting sow...!"

"I want you to experience the pleasure of being a mother," Hippolyta said. "No less than I have experienced. Than what Diana and Donna will experience."

And Batgirl, Batwoman, Black Bat, Spoiler... Lois started ticking off names. Her eyes fell down to Wonder Girl's ass again. The reporter did not often toss around the word "perfect," but the young woman's ass was like some mathematical definition of beauty. Lois wasn't sure she could keep from staring at it even if she didn't have a cock. The little tease was paused in front of her, blocking the reporter's view of the throne.

"I just...I don't know if I want to be pregnant. I'm just...I've got my whole life ahead of me..."

"You are young, fit, strong...the Amazons will help you in all things..you have no idea how fortunate you would be with such assistance..." The queen broke in.

"But I. Don't. Want. To!" Wonder Girl stamped her foot on the ground.

Hippolyta stood. Lois Lane had never been one for royalty, but for a moment she saw the queen's head rise over the blonde locks in front of her, the raven-hair limned by the sun like a halo until the silver strands shone like gold.

"And if I ordered it?"

Cassie raised her fists. "Make me."

The queen cracked her knuckles.

"No. You are correct, you are not a horse to be put out for the stud to mount. But tell me...would you settle this as amazons settle all their disputes?"

Lois saw the great muscles shift in Wonder Girl's back. She could almost feel the warring emotions there. Cassie trusted Hippolyta, maybe loved her like a mother-figure. The young Amazon didn't want to disobey...but neither did she want to get knocked up. The reporter could appreciate the dilemma.

"A wrestling match, here and now, between the two of us. If you win, you may do as you like; I will make no more demands for children on you, now or ever. If you lose...then you must surrender yourself to this project, at least once."

Cassie swallowed, but seemed to relax a little, alert but wary.

"Fine. Agreed."

The queen descended the steps from the throne. Wonder Girl began to circle to her left. The two women squared off, and Lois backed up, holding her aching cock down as well as she could. There was a tension in the air as the two women sized each other up.

How many times must they have gone through this before, mock combat in training for war? Lois wondered. But now, there's more at stake than just bragging rights...

Wonder Girl closed in faster than Lois could see, bracelets on her arms flashing. Hippolyta seemed unperturbed, expecting the maneuver. She caught the young woman and twisted, sending her crashing past her. Fast as a panther, Cassie was back on her feet, facing her enemy—but Hippolyta was already on her, the base of her palm smacking the young woman in the forehead in a stiff-armed strike that snapped Wonder Girl's head back.

Hands dragged at clothes as the two amazons went down. Breasts pulled free of shifts as they squirmed and grasped at one another, the older, heavier woman on top. Cassie was the quicker of the two by a margin, and probably the stronger, but the queen of the amazons had more skill and experience. Long minutes of sweaty struggle followed as Hippolyta **** the young woman in one hold or another, only for Wonder Girl to slip out...and yet the queen seemed to expect this and be ready and waiting, never letting up, never giving the young woman the space to breathe, to think, to get away from those clasping hands.

It's like a chess match, Lois realized. And Hippolyta is a master, thinking three moves ahead...

It took an hour. Lois had known wrestling matches in the Olympics that were over in minutes, but these women were superhuman. By the time that Hippolyta had Wonder Girl in a full nelson, muscular arms bulging as they struggled with the strong young woman, Lois had stopped trying to hide her erection. The short skirt could only cover the first six inches of it. Precum dripped from the great swollen head, down the bottom of the shaft, to drip onto the floor of the throne room.

"Enough!" Cassie said, as her body slumped in exhaustion, unable to break the queen's hold. "I yield."

"Good. Now, Lois...if you would be so kind..." Hippolyta spread her legs. Her knees were inside the young woman's, and so she spread Cassie's too. Wonder Girl did not resist, her body limp, all the fight gone out of her. "...impregnate me, please."

"What?" Cassie said, suddenly confused. Her eyes were focused on Lois Lane's cock as the reporter knelt between their legs, shifting the queen's thin, sweat-stained loincloth aside.

"A queen never asks anything of her subjects that she is unwilling to do herself," Hippolyta told her.

Lois placed her hands on the older woman's hard, muscular thighs as she bent her face down to the pink pussy below her. It was different from Wonder Woman's...the labia were a little longer, a little darker; the clitoris a bit more prominent. Yet it was still tight, as the dickgirl reporter slid her finger into the hole, and it tasted salty-sweet as her tongue lapped at the pale pink insides.

"You...you don't have to do this!" Cassie said as she watched Lois Lane's head bob between their splayed legs. "Pregnancies are risky for older women, and you..."

"...I have not gone through menopause yet, my dear. I have made my offerings to the Great Mother, and I assure you, I am quite fertile. Now I am in the very middle of my cycle...and oh, how I wished to ride her last night, before you and Donna had your little adventure. Now...now you will see how an Amazon queen takes a cock!"

The dickgirl rose. The pussy before her was slick and ready. She could feel the shape of the word in her head, the last lingering traces of Lex Luthor's brainwashing. There was a cunt in front of her, and she wanted to fuck it.

Lois pressed the head against the pussy, and the queen relaxed her cunt muscles with a superhuman display of control. Hippolyta did not flinch a millimeter as the reporter fed her massive dick into the tight, hot hole. Wonder Girl's loincloth was soaked, her pussy weeping, the thin cotton plastered against her netherlips as Lois sank in to the hilt.

"By Hera..." Hippolyta groaned, for the first time.

The reporter slid her hands up, until they were trapped between the queen's hips and Cassie's perfect ass, and began to pull back. Slowly, slowly, an inch at a time, until only the head remained inside of the royal cunt, and then back, equally as slowly. It was a slow, grinding fuck, and the air in the empty throne room grew tense and still as the afternoon hour passed. Lois could feel the throb at the base of her cock, the pressure building inside of her like never before...because never before had she tried to hold back this long, to fuck this slowly...

Hippolyta began to tense. Her pussy muscles began to clamp rhythmically at the reporter's cock, her thighs began to quiver so that Wonder Girl could feel them quiver. The hands that held the young woman released her, sliding down to fondle the blonde's breasts, squeezing and groping.

She's a true lesbian, Lois realized as she quickened her pace, ever so slightly. She doesn't like dick. But she's doing this because...because she's a queen.

The queen moaned as she kissed Cassie's shoulder. Lois caught a glimpse of that royal face, finally flushing with heat, the hips rising to meet the steady thrusts. Lois felt at her limit, ready to explode, and it took everything within her not to simply unload her baby batter into the amazon's womb, but she knew the chances of conception were higher if Hippolyta came first...

Cassie shifted, turning her head, and her mouth met the queen's. Hot lips locked together, the older woman and the younger, tongues wrestling together, and Lois felt as well as heard the ecstatic tremor that signaled the royal orgasm.

With a terrible cry of relief, Lois plunged her cock in deep, bottoming out inside of the tightest cunt she had yet known, and unleashed the full pent-up fury of her load right inside the hot gates. It felt like pissing pudding, the seed so thick it packed the amazon's cunt, and Lois mentally saluted the little soldiers off on their mission. She pulled out, sweat dripping from her body, cock half-hard and red from the constant friction of their fucking.

The two Amazons broke their kiss. Cassie rose up carefully, and then unexpectedly turned around, laying on top of the panting, fucked-out queen, their breasts touching. Reaching back, the young Amazon pulled her soaked-through loin cloth aside, exposing her tiny unshaven pussy.

"Lois...make me a woman," she said, simply.

Lois Lane thought, after an ejaculation like that, she would have no more to give. The almost immediate stiffness of her girlcock told her otherwise.

"Are you sure?" The reporter said, swallowing. "I mean, it can hurt...and I'm not shooting blanks."

Cassie stared down into her queen's eyes.

"I'm sure." she said. "I'm not scared anymore. I see...it is the amazon way."

The cock parted the thin slit. So wet that Lois didn't even need to bother with lube; the young blonde was gushing as though she pissed herself, juices dribbling down into the queen's own gaping cunt. The reporter gripped that perfect ass, hands sinking slightly into the globes before feeling the high, hard lumps of toned muscle beneath. It was a struggle to even fit the head of her cock into that pussy, and a part of Lois knew what the barrier to entry was.

Hippolyta's hands came up to the young woman's shoulders.

"For Themyscira," she whispered.

The queen pressed hard, suddenly. Lois felt the tight little cunt envelop the head of her cock. There was a moment of tense agony...and then with a rush and a cry from the young amazon's lips, the dickgirl's mighty spear broke through her hymen, plunging deep into virgin territory.

Lois paused, not trying to fit her whole cock into the young woman, but letting her get used to the size. She remembered her own first time, and it wasn't with a foot-long monster. There was no reason why her first time should be traumatic...and the queen seemed determined to make sure it was memorable.

Beneath her, the two Amazons began kissing and exploring one another, hands roaming freely, tongues slipping in and out of each other's mouths, sweaty bellies sliding against one another. Lois Lane's hands roamed over that perfect, heart-shaped ass and slowly began to ease her dick in and out. The smear of blood on her cock made her strangely harder, and the reporter felt the hint of eagerness and anticipation building inside of her again, her body crying out with need to impregnate this unspoiled amazon...

Hippolyta slid down, shifting her body to kiss Cassie's breasts, her stomach...and then Lois had to bring up her legs as the queen placed herself directly beneath where they coupled, drops of blood splattering the older woman's face as she raised her lips. The dickgirl could not see what the queen was doing, but she could feel the eager lips and tongue play between her cock and the young amazon's cunt.

Against the double ****, whatever final defense that Cassie Sandsmark once had crumbled. She moaned long and loud, her hips pressing back to meet the reporter's thrusts, her pussy grinding against the queen's face as the royal lips sucked on the former Wonder Girl's clit. They bucked and fucked together, the three of them, as the afternoon slowly died, the hall echoing with their moans and grunts, and Cassie shook in climax three times before Lois Lane's internal damn finally burst, the hard, hot fresh seed speeding forth to meet their destined egg.

They collapsed then, the three of them. Lois was not entirely spent, her priapic cock still standing at three-quarter's mast. Yet she looked at the two fresh-fucked amazons and felt some tender emotion as they kissed, fingering each other's sperm-sloppy slits. The reporter wondered what they would look like, pregnant together, bellies and breasts swelling, and it wasn't long until her cock was pointed at the ceiling once again.

"Of course," Hippolyta said. "Once may not be enough to ensure that the seed has taken hold."

"As my queen commands," the new Wonder Woman said.

As the sun died and the first stars shown in the darkening sky, the lusty moans filled the throne room. Before the sun rose the next morning, though they knew it not, new Amazons were already on their way within the women's wombs.