Sam finally figuring shit out

So you'd probably assume that sleeping between two bouncy mounds would be a soft, pleasant, relaxing experience. Well, it was definitely pleasant. But I'm confident I wouldn't have fallen asleep if I hadn't just busted a nut. Nichole's tits weren't massive enough, they're relatively big, but they could've been bigger! What I'm trying to say is. Next time I'll use a pillow, It's just more logical.

Anyway, I did end up blanking out. And I had a nice simple dream. If you consider me being in charge of a team consisting of super-powered babes, whose sole purpose in life is to protect me and satisfy my every need, a simple dream. Ah yes. I was sitting on Wonderwoman's exposed lap while Super Girl was on the floor, giving me a superprime blow job. That magician lady I never got the name of and the chick that was sparing with Green Arrow were on both sides of me. Gently caressing my arms, kissing me up and down their saliva made my-

Heh, I'm just joking. I honestly have no idea what I was dreaming about; I can't remember for shit. My memory is more unreliable than my grandfather's sex life! I was probably dreaming about dancing piles of cow phat, that's something I'd do. But it really doesn't matter what I was dreaming about, because I was rudely awakened by something soft and gooey landing on my shirt.

"Oh, my bad dude."

My eyes shot open faster than it takes me to close my laptop when Mom busts in the room without warning.

"Ugh" I leaned forward and sat up. "Wah?" My head hurt, I looked behind me and "What the fuck, where did Nichole go?" I looked around. "Where did everyone go?" The cafeteria was completely empty!

"You're upset everyone's gone? I thought you'd be more pissed that I spilled my lasagna on you."

I got a good look at the guy; he was the chump from before who was stuffing his face on all that lasagna. I looked down at my shirt to see that, yes, he did drop his lasagna on me. I guess I deserved that after what I did to Nichole's shirt. I was more afraid that the group left me than my shirt. I had a spare top in my bag anyway. Finding myself lost in a vast space station isn't something on my to-do list.

*Sigh* "It's fine dude, I was- SHIT!" I was flabbergasted! I can't believe it took me this long to notice that I was butt fucking naked. Then it hit me, everything I've done in the last hour came back to me at once. Oh god.. I actually came in my sister's mouth. My sister! I should apologize to her, what was I thinking!? What type of brother am I? How does one simple apologize to their sister about shooting a load down her throat? What do I say "Hey sis, sorry about before, ya know, it was a joke right? April Fools! Heh, Heh." And then She'll be like "Ahh you got me!" And we'll hug, makeup, and laugh it off.

I could certainly try, but back to me being pantsless. There were 20 plus people in here. I was fucking my sister's mouth so aggressively they got tuned out in the endless slapping. There's no way those people didn't notice me; I know the room was loud with their talking but Jesus Christ. You'd have to be blind, ****, and mentally challenged not to notice what I did to Nichole. I could ask this man about it to help me figure out why not one person said anything, but I'm pretty sure he's actually mentally challenged, no normal man eats that much lasagna. All that grease goes straight to his brain.

"So.. dude?"

"Sorry, I'm taken."

"I mean uh.. good for you, I wasn't going to ask that though."

"I was thinking the same thing."

This man, I'm now legitimately worried. Why would the Justice League invite someone so retarded?

"Look, I just want to know what you saw before. Did anyone notice... what I was doing over here?"

"I'm not that hungry, so I'll pass man."

"Yeah okay, I'm done talking to yo-"

"But I did see you raming yourself into that girl's mouth; you were in your own world. Like me, when I'm eating lasagna."

"You saw that? And you didn-"

"I don't blame you, that girl's hot if I were into girls I'd do the same. But I only have sex with lasagna, that's why I won't go out with you, I'm already taken."

"You somehow made me even more confused and told me what I wanted to know at the same time. Thanks" I said as I lifted my self off the ground.

So apparently, the effects of this earring are more potent than I thought. It works on more than one person at a time, it worked on Nichole and let me fuck her mouth hole. But it also worked on everyone else in this room. Otherwise, they'd most certainly put a stop to the public sex that was going on. They didn't care about what I did just like Nichole. That also must be why they all left a naked man lying on the floor. They just didn't care enough to wake me up.

So I can do.. whatever I want, to whoever I want...... whenever I want. Wherever I want! I'm not the smartest man in town, but by now I'm confident that if someone were going to stop me, they would've done so by now. Heck, I'm fucking invincible! And this entire Watchtower is my playground. With a bit a forethought I probably shouldn't let this power get to my head-

Nah, fuck it, "Yo, Willy! You ready for some shenanigans?!"

"Are you talking to your dick? You're a fucking tard."

"You have sex with lasagna."

"Fair point."

Unbeknownst to Sam, a certain bat was watching him through the hidden cameras splayed around the Watchtower. Studying him, and more importantly, that item on his ear. Figuring out the best plan of action...

Here we are, two superheroes, one villainess. Sounds like a good title to a band, I'd pay to see that.

We're standing in the middle of the street in Metropolis, waiting for Wonderwoman to respond to our transmission. "Well, this is awkward," I said to break the silence. Circe narrowed her eyes at me while staring directly into my soul. Oh, so she wants to ignore my attempt at breaking the ice eh? Well, she's not the only one who can play this game. I stared right back at her, giving her the same spiteful look she's giving me. But this actually made things even more awkward...

I swear she's using some spell to remove her urge to blink, that's cheating! This is too much for me, and staring at her face for so long was harder than you'd think. Especially cause just a small glance down would reveal a bucket of cleavage. Look I'm not some pervert. I'm simply an observant male. I would be lying if I said I didn't take a peek at her form.

When I sped off multiple times to grab more grub, I may or may not have bent the speed **** a bit too *Achem* take a few peaks at her busum. One of the perks to being able to turn the world into your own slow-motion video game, it's like being able to pause the game and zoom in on whatever you want for as long as you want. Well, I can't stare as long as I want, I do have to keep moving. But I've gotten quite good at- Hey don't look at me like that! I have a girlfriend okay? But I'm still a guy. And this chick is standing around half naked. Kind of like half of the women in the Justice League now that I think about it.... what's up with that? Anyway.

"Supes, did she pick up yet? I'm getting cold in this spandex."

"At least you have something covering your body," Circe said while gesturing down to her own unrealistic attire.

"Well, that's not my problem."

"She's not picking up; this isn't good," Clark said looking worried. "We have to go up there and-"

"No!" Circe shouted abruptly "I respect that you would like to make sure your men are safe, though It's most certainly too late."

"I won't risk anything Circe, I'm going up to se-"

"Hello? Clark? Sorry, I didn't respond before, I've been busy.

"Wonderwoman! Are you okay?" I could see him visibly relax a bit.

"Yes I'm well, but Hal has been adamant that something weird's going on. And now Zatanna's here. There's this strange magical artifact we have and we- Oh I have to go."

"Wait, don't!"

"Ahh, did she hang up on you? Sorry man, there's more fish in the sea." I ran up to him and patted his back. He looked up at me and gave me the classic Circe stare. "This is serious; something's going on."

"So boys," Circe spoke up, we both turned and looked towards her. "Do you believe me now?"

Clark flew right up to her face and grabbed both of her shoulders, his eyes started glowing red with Kryptonian energy. Christ, he's serious. "If this is part of some plan of yours, I swear to god Circe; I'll burn a hole through your chest and pull your heart out in one swift motion.

"Chill Man! You when from 3 to 19 in a couple of seconds."

"Berry."

"Clark."

"You hear that?" I said to him. His eyes turned back to normal, as he looked back at me.

"Yeah, it sounds like-"

"Come to the Batcave now; we need to talk. And bring the witch."

"Batman! Yes! I love the Batcave," Was the last thing I said before I zoomed off into the distance.