The other two tribes get moving...

"What is it?" Iris asked the eldest of Caitlin's daughters, running her fingers through her hair. Ever since the day before, when she and the eldest of the giants had decides to give up any pretense they were puny little humans and not strong powerful giants she had felt a strange maternal instinct overcome her. She had been kind to the others ladies' children before but now even if she hadn't birthed them she felt the desire to mother and nurture them. She, Felicity, and Caitlin would think nothing of grabbing a baby and letting it suckle at their breast, be they birthed from their womb or not. In their minds it didn't matter because all the children were theirs and Barry's. The second generation helped, as Iris could see Dawn currently nursing her own sister while the child she had born was taken care of by Felicity's daughter, but the three eldest were the true matrons.

As a result of this new mindset her and the other two ladies, along with Barry, had undergone a new transformation, one that still made Iris squirm as she thought about it. Her breasts, already massive, had begun to grow rapidly, becoming so large that on any small human they would have broken their back. But for Iris her muscles had grown stronger so that she could easily support the weight of her forever leaking breasts and their huge nearly hand-size nipples. Her hips had grown almost wider than her shoulders and her ass was so large that she had to be careful when she walked that she didn't smash the trees. Hair covered her all over like a shaggy pelt but where before she would have screamed for a razor now it merely cemented that she was far from being human. Barry had pointed out they almost were neandrathal in nature, with hands that were one and a half times larger than they had been before with thick yet nimble fingers and feet that had doubled in size to allow them to easily walk or run.

And, of course, Barry's cock and balls had grown so much bigger, with him almost always erect. He would ooze precum all the time which they used to mark their territory, much like how Iris, Felicity, and Caitlin would spread their legs and rub their juices on the trees-

"Iris?" Caitlin's eldest said, snapping her out of her thoughts.

"Sorry? What wrong?"

The young woman frowned, shifting and rubbing her hands along her belly; she was pregnant again, just like Iris, but neither were fully showing yet, much to their displeasure. "Hear something... smell it too."

"What smell?" Iris said. She could talk in fuller sentences but honestly didn't feel the need to that often anymore. Only if it were important.

"Others," the young woman said.

Iris considered that. "Others... giants?" The girl beamed and nodded and Iris sniffed the air... and yes, she could smell it on the wind. The smell of sex. Females.

And at once she knew that they had to find these other giantesses. It didn't matter who they were or how they'd come to be Iris just knew they had to find them and bring them into the fold. Barry had to mate them and fill them with his seed. He had too-

~MC~MC~MC~

"-make them like us," Thea told the group. She'd scented the smell of females on the wind and come to inform the others, talking with them even as Laurel and Helena helped their daughters position themselves to get fucked by Oliver and bear his children. "I can't explain it but... every instinct is telling me we have to find them and make them part of the tribe."

Oliver frowned at that. He knew they shouldn't. That it was already dangerous with them and their children. That they risked being found and having to deal with the military or ARGUS or the like.

...and yet the image of his three mates watching as he fucked new women and marked them as his danced in his head. The primal drive to further his genes and ensure they continued on saw him grunt and slam hard and fast into his and Laurel's daughter, spraying her insides before pulling out with a wet plop. He nodded and that was all that was needed to be side, the tribe rising and making their way through the forest, following the scent.

~MC~MC~MC~

Kara groaned as she grunted down on the antlers. She'd spotted a group of deer and blasted them with her heat vision, quickly cooking them so she and the other three could pop them into their mouths like candy. it made her feel a bit better but now she felt something else. Another longing. Even as Lena began to tug at her nipples with her teeth and Sara shifted her onto her knees so she could tongue Kara's asshole she felt the urge... the need...

"Cock..." she whispered.