Wonder Woman's Story

"You've heard of Dogwelder?" Diana said, after she had knocked back a shot of tequila.

Zatanna and Lois each gave her a blank look.

"Right. He's a minor hero—and I use the term loosely—out of Detroit. Some ancient Egyptian curse or something, but he literally welds dogs to people's faces. With a blowtorch. Very much a vigilante kind of thing, he hangs out with these other loser heroes..."

The amazon sighed and poured herself another tequila.

"So, one mission, the Justice League is in the antimatter universe. That's where the Crime Syndicate is...you know, all the heroes are villains and vice versa. Instead of Batman they have Owlman, instead of Superman they have Ultraman, that sort of thing. And instead of Dogwelder, they had...well, they still called him Dogwelder. But he was evil. The kind of bogeyman that parents in Detroit scare their kids with. 'Don't go out at night or Dogwelder will get you,' that kind of thing."

Diana drank the whole shot of tequila at a go. Rolled it around her mouth and swallowed.

"I got captured by the Crime Syndicate. Superwoman had me bound to this table. She ripped off my star-spangled shorts and..." Wonder Woman shuddered at the memory. "...she had this syringe. It was full of semen from Krypto, Superman's dog. Or their antimatter universe equivalent of Krypto, I don't know. Superwoman, she's cruel. Called me 'sister.' Wanted to humiliate me, watch me suffer. Promised to send me back to my own universe, but not without a parting gift. So she...she stuck the syringe up inside me and..."

Zatanna put her hand on Diana's shoulder. The Amazon took a deep breath, then continued on.

"Canine sperm, even Kryptonian, can't fertilize a human egg. Normally. I knew that. But then Superwoman brings in the evil Dogwelder...and he's got this welder's mask on, and an unlit torch in one hand, doesn't say a word, and I struggled against the bonds but a couldn't do anything as he...he started to stick the long metal pipe up inside my...my vagina..."

Diana was shaking now, and Lois wanted to tell her to stop, but the Amazon just shook her head as if the story had to come out.

"Superwoman was rubbing her pussy as she watched my violation. She was excited by it. I didn't give her the satisfaction of seeing my pain when the tip of his torch touched my cervix. And then he...did something..."

One hand ran to her stomach.

"I figured out later that he'd used his powers to 'weld' the dog sperm with one of my eggs. They fused together. It should have been impossible, biologically. But when she sent me back...a couple weeks later I started to get sick, and I was gaining weight..."

"Did you..." Lois wasn't sure how to finish. Carry it to term? Give birth to it?

"The puppy took after its father." The Amazon finished. "Dog gestation is only 58-68 days. I spent two months at home, on Themyscira, belly growing every day...it was a girl. Really, it's hard to tell that she's different from a normal dog, except that she's stronger and faster. I named her Mystikó."

"Oh God, Di," Lois said, tears in her eyes. "I'm so sorry."

Wonder Woman nodded her thanks...and reached for the tequila bottle again. She refilled her glass.

"I just wanted to let you know, you're not alone."

"You're really not alone," Zatanna said quietly, holding up her own empty glass. It was time for her story.