Getting a lot of cock!

Wonder Woman stood over me.

I was half trapped under the stall-wall she'd just kicked over. The Amazon was mostly nude, she'd only gotten her iconic red, white, and blue outfit up to the tops of her thighs. My eyes were drawn from her incredible huge perfectly round and firm breasts, down her admirably muscled abdomen to her shapely lightly furred mons which was currently home to a thick dangling penis-

"Holy shit! Why do you have a giant cock?"

"Oh this?" Wonder Woman's beautiful face was generally unconcerned as she shifted slightly, causing both her shaft and sizeable balls to sway, "The penis I currently bear is Aphrodite's blessing. It is my duty to spread the seed of Themyscira and give rise to a new generation of Amazons."

Well, I supposed that made sense. It wasn't like I knew all that much about the magical island of all women where Wonder Woman came from, "Uh... so all of you are uh... half and half?"

She reached down and picked up the stall wall, easily setting it aside before she took my hand and pulled me to my feet, chuckling, "No, not at all. Each Spring there is only one Amazon so blessed. The rest of my people are quite fully feminine anatomically. My own womanhood will return quite naturally."

I wasn't sure what to think of this but I was fully aware of the fact that a fully nude huge-breasted perfect bodied super-heroine was standing right in front of me. Huge Hector was making his presence known, Wonder Woman's out of place penis be damned! "That's fucking hot." I muttered, ogling her body.

One dark eyebrow raised, an amused expression on her beautiful face as she towered over me, "I'm glad you find my form erotically pleasing, indeed. Now, I think it's time we get back to the tour." She bent to pull up her outfit and there was the tinkle of the other earring falling to the floor.

I snatched it up without thinking. It occurred to me that Wonder Woman was acting really strange, "Uh, you know we're in the women's bathroom, right?"

Her big breasts bobbled distractingly before they were damningly covered and compressed by her star-spangled leotard, "Of course."

"And I'm a dude." I told her as I put on the other earring.

"Yes, I'm aware."

"You don't mind me being here? Peeking on you? I mean- why'd you kick the stall down on me then?"

"Hmm. I'm not sure what I was thinking honestly." she said with a slight frown as she turned and picked up the discarded door. She placed it on the far wall, out of the way while I tried to figure out what the hell was going on.

I didn't know Wonder Woman personally and maybe she was cool with casual nudity and men sharing women-only spaces but she'd definitely been instantly outraged there for a second. But now here she was cool as cucumber and there really was only one thing that had changed in that exact moment. Those earrings she'd been so concerned about she'd stripped down in that stall to deal with. Magic earrings? Why not? She was the patron goddess of diplomacy or something like that with a magic lasso that made you tell the truth. Earrings that could keep people calm seemed like right up her alley. But wouldn't she be immune to them? And why hadn't she been wearing them rather than stuffing them down her top?

Hmmm. Time to experiment, test things out...

Having finished setting the door aside, the tall Amazonian beauty was walking back this way. She was clearly heading for the exit and not paying me much attention at all.

I got in front of her, "Hey! Aren't you going to wash your hands? Don't be sick!" -like me, I never washed my hands if I could help it. But she didn't know that.

She cocked her head slightly with a bemused expression, "I didn't actually use the restroom and the station has technological ways of combatting bacteria, so the touching of the door shouldn't be a problem." She made to move around me.

"What? Then why are there sinks even in here. Just wash your hands everytime you're in a bathroom, that's just normal!" I was mostly just messing with her, pushing the boundaries of this calmness while keeping some plausable deniability in case I was imagining things.

Wonder Woman actually stopped and nodded. Turning to one of the sinks she started to wash her hands, "That's true. It is a good habit. Thank you for reminding me. What was your name?"

I couldn't tell if she was just humoring me, but I still enjoyed this feeling that a powerful superhero's will had just bent to mine even in this small way. It made me grow hard, that and her big muscular butt stretching out those tights. Maybe that's why I blurted, "Huge Hector."

What?! Damn you, Huge Hector, taking over my mouth! Fuck it. "Yes, my name is Huge Hector. That's a totally normal name when you're well-hung!"

"Ah. How amusing. That's my name too. At least for the time being."

Was that a joke? Or was she being serious, what?

"So wait, once you've grown a big dick, you normally just tell everyone to call you that name?"

She nodded calmly as she finished drying her hands, "That's right. Please call me Huge Hector."

What. The . Fuck. I think she was serious.

"What? Your name is Huge Hector? You pulling my leg or what?"

"No, I'm not pulling your leg, Hector." she said as she moved to leave the restroom.

"Then why the hell are you going along with this? I know your name is Diana, everyone does!"

"Yes, but as you've seen I've grown a large member so my name is Hector for now."

I hustled to get in front of her with my hands outstretched. I pushed them out too far on purpose and got two big handfulls of Wonder Woman's tits. As expected this stopped her forward motion and just as I'd hoped she took my groping of her big soft gazongas quite calmly, merely looking down at my jiggling hands with an unperturbed expression. "Once you're finished, we really should get back to the tour..."

"Forget about that! Wonder Woman, I'm grabbing your fat tits and you don't care!" I plunged my fingers deeply into her left jug while I wandered my thumb around on the right in search of her nipple.

"Of course not. I think it's quite normal for you to fondle my bosom in the restroom."

I barked out a laugh, "Hah, yea right! And I can also bend you to my will! Kiss me!"

The tall dark haired goddess shook her head gently, "I think, no. That wouldn't be appropriate considering you're an eighteen-year old student in my charge. The permission slip your parents signed definitely didn't cover that." She gave me a small smile.

Nineteen, actually!

I frowned even as I felt like giggling madly at the way she drew the line there but had no issues with me juggling her huge boobs to my hearts content. Cocking my head, I asked, "Your name still Huge Hector?"

"Of course."

I didn't think she was joking. I totally manipulated her brain somehow. Why wasn't it working now? "Show me your boobs!"

"No."

"Bend over and let me slap that ass until my hand gets tired."

"I think not."

"Suck my cock!"

"No thank you."

What was going on? How had I said it before that made her change her freaking name? I'd just been spouting off. I hadn't just commanded her though. One had been a question, right?

"Don't you want to strip naked, get down on all fours, and let me ride you around like a pony?"

There was no doubting that these earrings had magical powers because Wonder Woman didn't throw me in the brig or whatever. Instead she just had this bored expression on her divine features as she told me, "No, I can't say I've ever had even the slightest inclination for that sort of thing."

"Okay, fine. But normally you'd whip out that monster dick of yours and jerk it off into the sink before leaving a restroom, right?"