So where does Diana's journey lead? Will we explore her time in Woman's World where she has to maneuver with such tiny anatomy? Maybe her life on Themyscira? Is she an anomaly? Are futas common and is she small or actually big back home?

It starts with Diana Prince at the musem!

Chapter 3 by Thunderwitch Thunderwitch

The newest exhibition at the Museum is planned to celebrate the powerful and beautiful women of Ancient Greece and Rome, so Diana Prince has to supervise everything. She's directing people carrying stuff around and indicating where huge vases and artifacts should be.

She stops at the statue of a Greek athlete. It's a muscular figure of a naked woman about to hurl a disc. Diana's eyes go down the statue, from its worn out face, down to its naked breast, down to its crotch and the 9-inch marble futanari cock and those big marble balls. She sighs. If only she had...

"Excuse me! Coming through! Excuse!"

Diana is a bit too focused on the statue's dick, and she doesn't notice the small blonde woman carrying a huge bouquet almost as big as her. The woman crashes into Diana, and sends the flowers flying all around them, as she has basically walked into an immovable pillar. Diana, however, is able to react quickly and catch the woman before she hits the ground.

And the woman is so pretty. She's petite, maybe 30 years old, and barely reaching 5'2". She has a soft, feminine figure, and long, wavy honey-blonde hair. Her eyes are sparkling blue, and they immediately charm Diana. She wears a pretty pastel pink floral sundress, and a delicate cream cardigan.

"Are you alright?"

"I... I'm perfect. Thank you." The blonde one says with barely any breath inside her, as it all has been taken by Diana.

"All these flowers... Were you going to give them to someone?" Diana asks, helping the woman stand straight again.

"Y-yes, to you! I-I mean..." She shyly points at Diana's ID hanging from her neck. "For someone from the musem. I was hired to... uh... decorate the exhibition. I'm sorry I messed up these..." She looks down at the flowers scattered on the floor, disappointed.

"No, don't worry. It was an accident, and it was my fault, mainly, so... We will still pay for those, but... Maybe I can still make it up for you. Maybe... at dinner, miss...?"

The woman opens her eyes so wide, and it takes her several seconds to realize she is being asked her name.

"Olivia! Olivia Parker! N-nice to meet you! A-and you don't need to, miss Prince, I... it was just..."

"I ruined what seemed to be a beautiful bouquet that definitely took lots of effort from you. Let me make it up for you. I mean, if you don't want, then... That's fine."

"N-no, no! I mean... It's... Fine. It's fine. Dinner is fine."

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