Lost and found.

With his back against the wall of his secure safehouse, Lex Luthor had managed to get away from his transformed secretary in time, fleeing into his safehouse before she could get him. Panted with fright, he looked over his shoulder to the reinforced door making clunking and banging noises from his former secretary trying to smash her way inside. And thankfully failing to do so.

“COME ON! Let me in…” He could hear Mercy whine and pout from the other side, pounding her fists against the foot thick titanium wall. “All I want to do is shove your bald head between my tits and do a motorboat rev up!”

Quickly getting to his feet and smoothing down his dress clothes, the man wiped a hand over his smooth, bald head and made his way to a computer console in front of him. Turning it on, it shows several camera feeds of Metropolis, most of which were offline for various reasons, but the ones that were still operating explained very quickly why his network was down. Everywhere he looked, all he found were a mob of massive, fat, and furry beings with horns eating everything they could get their hands on… Even things that weren’t edible. Like the camera that focussed on his company’s docks when he spotted an open mouth swallow the camera whole and leave nothing but static.

Changing the camera feed to something more global. The man’s eyebrows narrowed furiously when he found the crisis had spread well over the entire east coast and almost the entire country. If not the world.

Titan Tower was gone. And in its place was a picked clean skeleton of girders and concrete while a crowd of grey, green, and orange furred animal creatures grazed away at the remains, some of them flitting about around the air like chubby fireflies.

Bel Rev prison was a crater. Not because it had been destroyed by some great explosive, but because the inmates had devoured their way down and back up again through its deep structure to freedom. Now spreading across the countryside like an unruly herd of cattle. Arkham Asylum… Made the man nearly lose his lunch, especially what became of Gotham in the horizon. Mishappen monstrous horned creatures ate and fornicated through the streets. Some he recognised as some of the Dark Knight’s rogues gallery. Others he didn’t want to guess their identity.

West City, Bludhaven, Metropolis, Gotham, Washington. Everywhere the man looked, he found civilization scoured and in its place a lush forest or jungle preceded by the march of millions upon millions of these animal people spreading across the Earth.

“Goodness me… If this plague continues, there will be nothing left on the planet Earth to ever hint of the human race save for its satellites!”

Panning out to space, Lex’s eyes narrowed out of spite to find several blonde furred satyrs flitting around the planet’s upper atmosphere gobbling up said satellites, cutting communications for the rest of the globe.

“How can this get any worse than it already is?”

***

Looking up and staggering back in surprise, Hecate was almost delirious in the presence of the massive satyress towering over her. The giant anthropomorphic goat woman smiling down at the smaller daughter of Diana with smug delight as she watched her fumble with her cloven feet and tried to leave, only for Hecate to bump into another massive feral satyress’ s stomach and nearly get bounced back onto the ground.

‘Well, well, well… Look at YOU!’ Hecate heard a voice in her head. ‘You’re right, she’s just skin and bones.’

‘Damn, she’s so puny.’ Chuckled a male voice, gaining Hecate’s attention to a pair of satyrs, with the satyress of the couple giggling and hanging off the male’s arm like a love-struck teenager.

‘I KNOW right? Was I that small?’

‘Girl I can’t even remember my NAME half the time… It’s Ozzy, right?’ Asked the confused Green Arrow, chuckling as he scratched at his beard and smirked dimly while Dinah giggled and thought on that too.

‘Really? I’ve been calling you cock rocket this whole time.’

“Heh, which works too… Who are you again?’

‘I thought I was cock rocket…’ Complained a brown furred satyr bull, as big as the others but trying to catch a small football sized flying robot buzzing around his horned head like a fly. But his arms were to heavy and sluggish to catch the whizzing little drone. ‘Come here you little…’

“Warning! WARNING! The communications infrastructure is no longer present. Human civilization is currently imminent of collapse!” The gold-plated drone Skeets practically screamed out while avoiding its owner’s grabby hands. “Continued progress of damage will permanently effect future recorded hist…”

Snatched at the brief second the drone stopped to give its warning, the former Booster Gold chuckled out loud as he looked down at his prize and wriggled his index finger at the red optic of his artificial hype man. ‘Heh… GOT YOU!’ “NOM” Shoving the drone into his mouth, the massive, bloated goat man chewed on the contraption like it was an apple before swallowing.

“Who… Who ARE you all? Why are you in my head?” Hecate slurred, her vision made blurry from their presence as thousands of other’s minds swarmed and drowned out her mind.

‘Welcome to the herd little one. THIS is how we communicate.’ Husked an approaching satyress, her hand resting at her thigh as she casually approached the group, eyeing the smaller one lustfully. ‘Like this, we can commune our desires, and the herd listens.’

Breathing in heavily and falling to her knees, Hecate could finally hear it all. A maddening, deafening chorus of voices, whispers, moans and cries of lust, gluttony and passion flowing through her like she would drown in a tide. It was like hearing every porno flick and rave track going off all at once.

‘WOOOOOOT!’ A loud and boisterous voice called out in Hecate’s mind, one that had her turn on her cloven heel when she heard tremors with the coming of a massive satyr approaching. As big as the ones around her were, this one was practically the size of a house! ‘GUESS WHOSE GOT TWO THUMBS AND THE LAST BARREL OF BEER IN TOWN. THIS GUY RIGHT HERE!’

“BUCK!” The entire herd called out with their own voices, cheering, and hooting for the massive satyr as he raised the barrel over his head like it was a trophy before breaking the cap off like a beer can and chugging it down. The entire herd around him chanting empathically, pumping their fists as they called out ‘chug, chug, chug, chug, CHUG!’

Crushing the barrel over his horned head and folding it into burrito with the same ease as folding flat bread, Buck devoured the barrel whole, getting an exuberant cheer from the satyrs around him when he gave off a fiery belch that made Hecate clutch at her ears and squint her eyes shut.

‘Woot! This has been fun I… Oh, who’s this girl?’ Buck thought out loud, crouching down to smile at the young satyress who looked like she would feint. ‘Bit of a light weight huh? Eh, you’ll get used to it. Believe me toots, once you get into the motion of the ocean you’ll be riding waves in no time… and by waves I mean the angora a’whora.’ Buck winked, giving the satyress a playful elbow bump which finally set her on her back to squirm and writhe.

‘So your prodigal daughter found you at last.’ Purred Circe’s voice in Buck’s mind, the purple furred satyress sashaying in to press up against his side just as Zee did the same on the other. The horned goat woman tickling his chin in her fingers as she looked down at the girl. ‘SHE is your daughter… From Diana.’

‘Diana… Diana…’ Buck mused, his eyes shifting back and forth. ‘WHY does that name ring a bell?’

‘She’s the one who kicked you in the balls.’ Called out a random voice in the herd, making Buck pause and shudder.

‘Oh yeah… THERE’S the bell ringing.’

‘SHE might know where she hides.’ Zee’s lip curled into a naughty smile.

‘And when we find her, then we can REALLY start to party.’ Circe whispered into Buck’s ear, making him giggle at her attention. ‘Imagine it Buck, banging the daughter of Zeus and overturning all of Earth and Olympus once and for all… Then we can fuck for all eternity.’

‘Cuz, I just LOVE the way you make things sound fun.’ Buck chuckled, leaning down to hoist Hecate back up onto her feet and pat her head. ‘Alright baby girl, show us where we can find mommy. Daddy Buck wants to catch up on the good old days.’

Too far gone to offer any kind of resistance, Hecate giggled and turned around, pointing over to where she wandered from. “Okay!”