Pre-Flight Check

“You clean up nicely then,” Tina said, smoothing out the lapel of your jacket with her hand. You were standing a little stiffly as she adjusted your bowtie. The guardian robots had done quick work in taking all your measurements and then a sort of fabrication machine had produced a suit to your exact size. You weren’t sure of the materials but the fabric was quite comfortable against your skin.

Spotting your reflection in the windows into space you had to agree that you looked rather dapper. “Stick close to Diana and don’t talk to anyone you don’t need to,” the doctor went on, almost in a mothering way. The closeness between you as she fussed with your ‘cover’ made you warm under the clean pressed collar. “What’s this?” Tina asked, now holding your hand up, spotting a silver bracelet with a purple crystal dangling around your wrist. You had forgotten about the magic tracking crystal Zatanna had given you. For some reason you didn’t want to explain that this tasteful accessory was from the lovely magician, but Tina let go of your hand before you could answer. “I didn’t know you were into jewelry,” she said, not sounding like she was passing judgement on your choice of accoutrement either way.

There came a beep and Sister Eye noted the approach of a ship to the docking bay.The crystalline jet passed through an energy field that separated the vacuum of space to the Watchtower atmosphere and it touched down on the pad with a firm metal clank.

“There’s my ride,” you said, still awed by the alien technology of the invisible plane. It was almost magical. “What’s my curfew?”

Doctor McGee elbowed your ribs playfully, catching you off guard again but enjoying her chumminess.

“I’m not your mom,” she said pointedly. “Just be there for Diana and try not to break anything.” You would have made another comment to Tina if your mind didn’t suddenly go blank.

As Wonder Woman stepped off the plane, her dress had both of you stunned into silence. Gone was the armor and leather skirt, which was sexy but highlighted her power at the same time, here instead she wore a flowing, royal blue dress. Regal but modern, the silk was tied at the waist and as she stepped forward the long slits at her sides revealed her beautiful legs. Its neckline plunged almost to her navel, her unadorned neck highlighting her simple and elegant look. The tiara was missing too, her hair tied up into a refined bun at the back of her head. She wore no jewelry at all, her only real accessories were her silver bracers. Even with those on, Wonder Woman didn’t resemble a fierce amazon warrior right now, she was just simply a wonder.

“You are looking very handsome, John,” the goddess told you and you knew you were blushing now. Compared to her you felt like an utter slob.

“And you’re… striking,” you replied, fortunate not to drool or slur your words. The tall woman nodded, her smile breathtaking.

“Thank you.”

After a few more seconds of silence (of you and Tina staring at Wonder Woman), Tina got a hold of herself and gave Diana her marching orders.

“Three doses tonight, minimum,” she told the Amazon. “And… you probably should take your first one now. You’ve already cut things a little close.”

“Well… doctor’s orders,” Wonder Woman turned to you with barely contained excitement. She closed the distance between you with a step and her hand was on your groin. “We should hurry. I don’t want to be late. Let me suck your cock right here, Doctor.”

The princess’s forwardness had you swelling and you gave a quick glance to measure Tina’s reaction. Even though she was in the company of good friends, it was obvious that one of the main presenting symptoms of Diana’s addiction was her increased libido and willingness to display it as such. Her horniness and burgeoning slutty behaviour. She was already falling to her knees in front of you, McGee only able to take mental notes for now so she could log her friend’s treatment progress. And of course, she had to observe the extraction to ensure a proper assessment.

Your buckle was undone, pressed trousers dropped to the floor. Wonder Woman fished your already throbbing erection out of your underwear, barely even pulling them down she was so eager to taste you. And then some. There wasn’t any preamble or teasing. The superhero needed your cum and she needed you in her mouth. It was warm and wet and she was so enthusiastic you were almost lifted off your feet.

“Fuck...ohh fuck…” you groaned as Wonder Woman stuffed you down her throat. Your eyes bulged at her gagging on you, at the unashamed slurps and moans coming from the Amazon. She was the physical embodiment of beauty and strength and she was on her knees throating your cock with slutty abandon. For a moment you wondered if she had noticed your marginally larger cock but any thoughts were soon melted away by the silky sensations of her lathering tongue. It was a mesmerising few minutes, and as she shook her bun loose, tt was too much too fast and your flimsy dam burst. Tina recognized that grunt you made, the trained expression.

“Already?” she blurted, herself surprised. You would have been embarrassed if you weren’t a pro doner, and Wonder Woman’s gurgly squeal of delight was almost better than the feeling of spurting down her throat. She swallowed it all, thirsty for every drop. Spurt. Gulp. Spurt. Gulp.

You popped out of her mouth and there was a look on Diana’s face, different to her usual satisfied one she would have after a dose. Still fixed on your hard cock she latched onto the tip of it, sucking desperately for the last dregs, for more. As you came down from that strong but hurried climax you could take stock, noticing that your load probably hadn’t been as large as usual. If you cared to count there were maybe four good spurts that she received right down her gullet, and while she seemed keen to extract more for you the princess settled after a few seconds and let out a happy sigh. She tucked you back into your underwear, even helping pull your pants up.

You wondered about the dosage, which seemed to have the calming effects as expected, but the doubts on the volume had your brow creased with a frown. Your fears were quelled somewhat by Wonder Woman’s continued sunny disposition.

“Thank you very much, John,” she said, performing half a curtsy.

“Alright have fun you kids,” Tina chimed in, waving the both of you off from the launch pad. “No funny business on the plane… unless she needs it.” Only Wonder Woman chuckled at that, while you strapped yourself into the seat next to her in the cockpit.

The jet launched into space and you watched the Earth grow bigger.