Hot water!

“So does that go… There?” Asked the Capricorn, holding up a chunk of the wall and trying to see if it matched the gaping hole there.

“Maybe?” Shrugged Eris, scratching at her swelling belly as she looked to her sisters. “Hestia, what do you think?”

“Why are you asking me?” Huffed the satyress, tossing her braided hair over her shoulder and cradling her swelling belly.

“Because YOU were the one taking a bite out of this, so you’d know where it came from.”

“THAT wasn’t me!” Scoffed the satyress, pointing back at her sister accusingly, the act making her quadruple tits wobble from the gesture. “Why don’t you ask THEM?!”

“Because they’re hours old and don’t know a damned thing!”

“Hey!” Complained the group of Capricorns and Harpies, dropping the moss-covered rubble they had in their hands at the declaration. One of Diana and Barry’s sons stood forward with a poised stance and his chin up. “I will have you know we are highly intelligent for minutes old, magically accelerated, anthropomorphic animal people…”

The majority of satyrs there nodded in agreement, leading the speaking Capricorn to rest his hands at his side and nod triumphantly. His flipper tail flicking back and forth behind him.

“Plus, she’s right, we saw you eating it.”

“Yeah BITCH!”

“Hey fuck you!”

“Heh, I would but… Something tells me anymore buns in that oven and the bakery might bust.”

Stomping towards the Capricorn, Hestia pressed up against him and pointed a finger at his chest. “You saying I can’t take you? I fucked Superman, and believe me, YOU are no goat of Steel.”

“Still packing a steel pipe I know you can’t bend, sugar tits.” Smirked the single horned gnarl whaleman pressing his own gut against her belly and chest. “Or is it you just don’t want a crop of kids with flippers and gills?”

Locking her horns with his single horn, the two began to breath hard.

“Do I look like I’m afraid of fish? I bet I can hold my breath longer than you… Especially with that big, fat cock in my…”

“Has anyone seen Hecate? Asked Diana, looking to the other satyrs and satyresses in the great Hall of Justice, all of them suddenly snapping to sobriety and separating from each other out of embarrassment. Looking shrugging or shaking their heads as they went about trying to fix the damage to the building around them.

“Nope.”

Haven’t seen her.”

“No… We’ve been trying to put this place back together.” Explained Demeter, hoisting up a chunk of stone and making a face when breast milk dripped over it from her bust and caused moss and plant life to spread over it. “Sorry…”

“Hadn’t seen her since the blow out earlier, she’s probably out to clear her head somewhere.”

“Hmm… Alright.” Still worried, Diana went back to her friends, finding they were still talking about Barry’s predicament. When she joined the group, the others looked to her, finding the amazon princess perturbed.

“Don’t worry, she’s probably okay.”

“You might be right, this… Ailment, it plagues us all in subtle ways.” Sighed Diana, still shaken how she nearly lost herself to her new nature. “She’s my daughter, I can’t help but worry.”

“Well, I don’t have anything to worry about.” Chirped Lois, rubbing circles around the sphere of her womb. “I’m a city girl, dealing with change is what I’m good at. If I can’t be a reporter, then maybe a farmgirl will be a good change of…” (SPLASH!) “Pace…”

Looking down at the puddle between her cloven feet, everyone took a step back when Lois clutched at her belly and groaned.

“Lois?”

“The babies are coming Clark… Ooooh, they’re coming NOW!” Staggering back, Lois fell to the floor while her friends gathered around her, Clark holding her hand as she panted and tried to control her breathing.

“Should I do anything? Get some warm water or…?”

Grabbing Clark by the chin, Lois pulled him in for a hungry kiss before pressing her horned forehead against his. “I want you to WATCH!”

Hearing her bray out as she began to go into labour, the Flash winced as he caught all the noise going on in her head and brought both his hands down to cover his erection, looking to the others as he gestured a thumb behind him. “I… I think I need to give you guys some air, congratulations you two.”

Shuffling off to get some space between himself and Lois Lane’s hormone frenzied mind as she went into labour, the others gave him space to exit. But none of them notice Vixen when she shuffled off after him.

*

Making his way over to the swimming pool room of the halls, Barry sighed, now that he was a fair distance from Lois and her daydreaming while she ground out a litter of kids. The first of many she was planning to have. Her mind kept racing to her future, one where she would give Superman an entire herd of kids living on a ranch in Kansas putting the dairy industry to shame. Her most treasured of that daydream was her in coveralls and nothing else holding up a steel milk container over her shoulder in one arm and hefting one of her tits in the other with her extended family behind her.

“Geez Lois, you have NO chill at all.” Sighed the red-haired satyr, trying to calm himself down. “Clark’s going to have his hands full if THAT’s what she got planned.

“I know what I have planned.”

Going stone stiff and spinning on his hoof, Barry winced when he found that he wasn’t alone in the pool. There, locking the double doors behind her and panting like she was feverish, Vixen eyed the hulking goat man lustfully as she slowly approached him. “Mari?!”

“Do you have any idea how GOOD you smell?” She purred, stroking a gloved hand down her neck to the v-cut of her top, visibly sweating. “It’s enough to drive a girl crazy.”

Bringing up his hands cautiously, Barry looked around for an exit, realising the entire pool area looked like some natural grotto with all the plant life that grew up and around the walls and tiled flooring. “Mari, you’re just smelling satyr pheromones, if you just hold your breath and think unsexy thoughts, we can take you back to the others, and Jon can help steel your mind to it.”

“I’d rather have my mind blown by that lightning rod you got down there.” Mari purred, licking her lips as her eyes never left the sight of his erection tenting his loin cloth. Touching the pendant around her neck, the spirit of a jaguar surrounded her just as she gave a feline roar. “Mamma Mari wants some mutton!”

Scrambling towards him, Mari was already trying to untie his loincloth, with Barry grabbing her arms to stop her and help her reclaim some sanity.

“Mari STOP! You’re acting like one of those ladies in an axe commercial… It’s very hot and confusing right now.”

“Ooooh, you think I’m hot?”

“THAT’S NOT THE POINT!”

“You’re right, THAT’s the point.” She slurred, pulling his loincloth free and getting hit in the face with his 2-foot-long cock, making her stumble back, and fall into the shallow end of the corrupted waters of the pool.

“Uh oh…”