Barbara Gordon decides to make the best of her situation while Inara keeps herself entertained.

Barbara Gordon had always been proud of her intellect. A rational, well-ordered mind that could always think three steps ahead. With that said, there was something to be said for just letting go and living in the moment.

"Oh, fuck, BARBARA! You're so TIGHT! So HOT! Nggn! So PERFECT!"

Later, she would know the exact moment that tiny voice in the back of her head stopped trying to warn her, to watch out for any sign of or tricks from that damned ifrit. It was when Superman looked at her with those perfect blue eyes of hers, his frankly incredible cock ramming deeper inside her than any man ever had, making her her cum for the fourth time as he called her perfect. His perfect woman.

And she knew it was the truth.

Of course, she knew he valued her intellect, her personality and her heroism but . . . her entire body was Superman's wet dream now and addictive to boot. She could have him to herself for the rest of her life if she wanted to steal him away from Lois or hell, even Wonder Woman. He was hers now, forever, if she just wanted it. She could have the strongest man in the world with a sway of her hips and a snap of her fingers. The darkest parts of her soul reveled in it and her whole body shuddered but not just from shame.

She'd always been flexible and quick, even before this, and without even thinking, she let out a low sound of utter satisfaction and whipped her long, muscular legs off his shoulders to wrap around his waist instead. One hand grabbed onto one of his amazing broad shoulders and another sunk into his dark hair as she changed positions effortlessly and kissed him hard, closing her eyes. Her sensitive chest mashed against his, nips like red hot bullets, adding yet more pleasure to the experience. She distantly realized they were now in fact, flying, hovering in mid air above the bed as she rode him. They broke the kiss as her fingernails started clawing into his back, his mouth finding one of her tits and sucking hard.

All the kegels she'd practiced on long rooftop stakeouts came in handy as she flexed her womanhood and squeezed around his thick cock, then felt his whole body stiffen in response, moaning into her mouth with delight. His strong arms wrapped around her in response and she melted into them, reveling in the feel of his big strong hands exploring her body in a superspeed frenzy of lust and delight.

She came yet again at all the sensations, screaming his name.

"SUPERMAN! SUPERMAAAAAAAAAAN!"

Suddenly, the world was nothing but heat, sweat and pure pleasure and, for better or worse, Barbara Gordon was hopelessly, happily lost.

***
Meanwhile, Inara guffawed as she sat on a nearby bench and watched the entertainment she'd created unfold.

Much to her delight, the two HIVE agents didn't even need any prompting to suck on the transformed Power Girl's lactating tits, making the transformed heroine loudly moan and moo in delight. More than a few people were recording the whole things with their cameras meaning the whole world would get to see her humiliation! Still, as one of her six siblings once told her, there was no such thing as going too far and some titsucking was hardly enough humiliation for this insufferable butch cocktease.

"Good boys! Let's make sure milk does a body good, shall we?"

Each of the men's eyes briefly glazed over as they sucked the milk out of Karen Star's swollen fat tits and they began to suddenly grow, exploding out of their uniforms. In a matter of seconds, they became massive overly muscled versions of themselves with cow horns of their own and bull-sized genitalia between their meaty thighs. They stopped sucking with twin audible pops as they grew gigantic, their massive cocks up and hard.

"Oh. My. GOD!" shouted one bystander.

"Jesus, look at the SIZE of those things!" another said in an awed tone.

"Are they gonna-"

One of the two bull men who used to be nameless HIVE agents reached up and tore at Power Girl's already distressed white uniform, tearing all of it off below the neck, eager to get at her pussy. The second tore off her red cape and squeezed her ass roughly.

And the woman who had, until a few minutes ago, been one of the world's most respected superheroines just . . . let it happen, her vacant blue eyes only displaying a mindless want, her jaw agape and face covered in drool, pink pussy lips obviously swollen and wet with need.

"Moo? More suck?" she grunted, hefting up her huge milkers clumsily with both hands, obviously aching and eager for more.

"NO!" the first bull man let out in a loud rumble before striding behind her and roughly bending her over. "FUCK!"

He rammed his huge cock into her pussy without another word or any foreplay from behind and she let out an earsplitting moo of pleasure as she was pushed to her knees and fucked, her massive new nips rubbing against the street as she fell on all fours and just took the stranger's cock for all she was worth.

"Fuck! Moo! FUCK! MOO! FUUUUUUUUUUCK!" she added in eager agreement, new longer tongue lolling out of her mouth and eyes rolling up in her head.

The second bull man grunted unhappily as his cock wasn't being taken care off. Luckily, he was still smart enough to spot an opportunity.

"SUCK!" he grunted, grabbing her head by her new horns and ramming his cock into her open mouth.

Power Girl's big, dull blue eyes widened but she didn't object as he started fucking her face as eagerly as the first bull man had begun fucking her pussy. She just moaned her pleasure around the thick unit and sucked as much as she could, her new longer tongue doing its best. Distantly, she realized she should be doing something else and, after a moment, she did it.

She started pulling at her fat nips to milk herself as she got double stuffed, eyes full of mindless animal bliss.

Inara laughed until she cried at the show she'd created.

"Oh, you're NEVER gonna live this down Cow-er Tits!" she cackled. "I only hope that Barbie the Buttslut's having half as much fun as I am right now!"