Pool Party

Very quickly Clark began to thrust deep into Diana from behind, making the satyress pant and swoon as the **** gently pressed her against the edge of the pool, her buoyant breasts colliding with the tilework like four heavy weights and causing the water to become turbulent. She could feel his strong hands grip at her hips and ass, groping at her thighs as if admiring how broad and stout she had become. Closing her eyes and smiling at the rhythm of his thrusts, she could feel his bowling ball sized balls slap against her thighs, the waters around her splashing more intensely to their massive bodies. Even now she could feel her body swelling bigger, plumper, soaking up the spiked water and being further empowered by Buck’s corruption. Moaning out loud, her voice was deep and throaty, like the voice of a bovine in heat while being mounted by a bull.

At some point, Diana could feel Clark’s hands roam up her back and reach around to grope at her breasts, his ministrations making her nipples spurt trails of mother’s milk in the water before those hands roamed up to caress at her shoulders and neck, gently pulling her hair to the side where she felt him kiss at the back of her neck affectionately. Shaking her shoulders, Diana looked over her shoulder and smirked a dirty look back at the surprised Clark. “What are you doing?!”

“I was just…”

“Is this how you make love to your wife?!” She chuckled, squeezing her pussy muscles around his thick cock and making Clark groan. “Come ON!... FUCK ME!”

Gripping at her hips again, Clark winced and brayed out loud, increasing his tempo and intensity, just like she commanded. Moaning with each thrust, Diana’s eyes were closed, basking in the raw impacts of Clark’s cock breaching the entrance to her womb again and again. “S-stop trying to m-make love to m-me Clark! We’re animals… FUCK like… Animals!” Hearing him snort and growl behind her made Diana smile, gasping her mouth open to coo and moan again. Meeting his thrusts with her ass, Diana had abandoned discretion altogether to roar out her moans, her voice echoing out of the pool room for all to hear. She didn’t care, she WANTED them to hear her. She wanted them to be discovered by anyone attracted by her moans. Going rigid and groaning behind her, Diana’s eyes shot wide open when she felt Clark flood her insides with an explosive release, her own orgasm triggering a split second later when her belly surged round and heavy from the deluge.

Seeing stars and coming down from the overstimulation, Diana panted and looked over her shoulder, pursing her lips and clenching her pussy muscles again to milk Clark for all he had, playfully swatting her tail at his hairy chin. Looking up over Clark’s shoulder, Diana cooed and licked her lips at the sight of a few satyrs that had been curious of the noise and were now making their way into the pool room. Three burly satyrs made aroused by her brays of lust and were joining the pool one by one.

Catching his breath, Clark was caught off guard when Diana leaned back and gave him a sloppy kiss that licked at his lips and tongue, staring into Clark’s eyes with a smoldering look. “We’re not humans anymore Clark, we’re satyrs, animals, BEASTS!” She breathed, looking to the trio of newcomers as they stood back, watching. “This is my herd Clark, and YOU are my stud, my bull, I want you to unleash that inner animal of yours and help make my herd grow.”

“W-what do you want me to do?”

“I want you to FUCK me Clark, then I want you to fuck Lois, then Shayera, then Mera…”

“B-but Mera’s married to…”

“FUCK Mera! Then fuck my daughters, then Shayera’s daughters, them ME again, knock us all up! We need to have hundreds… THOUSANDS if we are to face Buck with any hope of success.” Giving the satyr of steel another lust filled smoldering look, Diana licked and playfully bit at his chin, squeezing her pussy muscles again to spur him. Shifting his eyes back and forth in thought, Clark closed his eyes and looked deep within himself. There, in the dark recesses of his psyche he could feel the Satyr within snort and stomp his hooves, like a stallion demanding to be set free from its enclosure and run free. He didn't know what would happen if he did, or whether he could coral it back. But deep down, Diana was right. Buck's herd numbered in the millions and they were not strong enough in number to face him let alone stop him. There was something about Superman he knew was true, he could never unleash his full power unless it was a truly world-ending threat, and even then the poor, pathetic humans would look down on him. They would be afraid of him even though all he wanted to do was help them. To save them. Well, now there were hardly any pitiful humans left! And he could be free to unleash all of his powers on the world for his queen and goddess Diana! Nodding, he undid the latch and in that moment the inner beast lunged forward and merged with him.

Opening his eyes and snorting his nostrils, Clark brayed and thrust into Diana hard, gripping her hips tightly and slapping her fat rear with a smirk. "Heh, hmm... Ugh... NOW we're talking!" Moaned Diana, his thrusts were more intense than ever, growling and braying like some monster as he fucked her anew. Everything was so clear to him now. He was a satyr, a BULL satyr, his only priorities were to eat and mate with as many satyresses as possible. Biting down on one of Diana's horns, the satyress laughed in between moans as she was being taken so rough by the satyr of steel. Letting go, Clark roared out in orgasm, flooding her womb a second time but didn't stop. He wanted to fatten her up, to fill her with litters of his children. And not just her. Lois, Mera, Shayera, Diana, they were just broodmares waiting to sire MORE of his progeny, he could picture them all now, bloated with child and still begging him for more, and not just them, their daughters, their granddaughters. A veritable sea of female rumps, their tails up flagging him to spear into their pussies and fill them with young. Shaking his head, Clark bent down and bit Diana's shoulder, making her cry out as they shared a third and final orgasm that sent water splashing and her belly to swell.

Breathing hard and letting go of her shoulder, Clark smiled and nickered when he felt Diana nuzzle and lick at his face. The two sharing a knowing look that this was not love, it was instinct, pure fornication. "Hnnngh, finally set loose, set free! Free to graze and fuck as much as I want! Thank you Diana..." Smiling darkly, Diana's eyes fluttered. "Hmm, your welcome my Bull, how do you feel about Lois now?" Clark raised his horned head and sniffed the air, his girth surging inside of her when he shivered in arousal. "I can smell her, another heifer in heat waiting to be filled by my cock! I WANT her!"

"But Clark," Diana gasped out, and flashed a wicked grin, "But she's your wife. You must be so kind and gentle towards her and never cheat!"

"Hrr... Marriage is for humans, we're SATYRS, animals! I can smell their lust a mile away, they've ALL wanted me, and now they're going to get me, 'nicker', I'm going to make this place CRAWL with my sons and daughters!"

Pulling him in, she kissed him languidly, the two moaning into each other's mouths before she separated with a drooling grin. “Go then, go to Lois. Mount her, claim her Clark, fuck her until she sees the truth like WE have... Then we can have fun again later. Do as I command... My Bull.”

Nodding sluggishly, Clark winced as he gently pulled out of her vice grip of a pussy and separated with a splash of fluids, turning sharply to almost bump into the male Harpy breathing hard and waiting for his turn when Clark swam his way out of the pool and climbed out. Staggering towards the door, his horns caught on the door frame when he ducked, making him grunt in annoyance before smashing it to give him room. Smiling and laughing to herself, Diana rolled onto her back to float in the water, her belly swollen round and firm. Looking to the three in the pool with her, Diana gestured for the nearest one to approach her. “Well? What are you waiting for?”

*

Going through the remains of the Halls of Justice, the tri of human heroes looked around and winced at what was left, or more likely what was not. All the furniture was missing, the walls battered and broken or simply overgrown with plant life, lights were flickers or just missing from the ceiling… And the less said of the noises in the background the better. “Just how much damage did they cause here?”

“These satyrs are more destructive then we gave them credit for.”

Making her way down the hall with Batman and Martian Manhunter, Vixen rubbed the bridge of her nose with her fingers and leaned against the wall, feeling woozy.

“Feeling alright Mari?”

“Yeah, just… Just felt a little light…” Gasping from a sudden pressure in her scalp, a pair of horns sprouted from her brow and grew up and out from her skull. Blinking and looking over to the other two men in surprise, she did not know what to say, other than... “Light headed?”