To the Cafeteria for Experimentation

Wonder Woman laughed, "No, I truly was crafted from the soil and clay of Themiscyra and granted life by the Gods. It's not just a story or myth."

She was sitting with a group of young people in the cafeteria, conversing and getting to know them as they ate their lunch. She was in a much better mood after her intense love-making with Hector and she was feeling much more receptive to Clark's Expo. It was clear she was still getting used to her masculine organ and that along with it came combative male emotions. Hence her resolution to drain her heavy testes every trip to the lavatory.

"That's so crazy!" commented a lithe blonde named Karen while a boy leaned in asking intently, "Man, how much do you bench?"

"Oh I don't know, Carlos. I couldn't come up with an official number. I can bench press a modern battle tank without strain though."

She talked with them for a few more minutes before she politely excused herself. There were other tables she needed to visit and she also wanted to check in with Hal. He was looking a bit frustrated with his own group of admirers as he put on a show of flying green constructs with his ring.

Walking over to Hal she noted Huge Hector enter the cafeteria and stand against the wall rather than move to get any food. She felt a little tingle of arousal as her body recalled the way his wandering hands felt on her skin.

Half the green pigeons around Hal abruptly became miniature fighter jets and then turned and fired on their still feathered construct brethren. A pair of boys cheered and an overly emotional girl moaned, "Noooo!"

Wonder Woman quirked an eyebrow as she came up alongside him, "Enjoying yourself, Hal?"

Green Lantern sighed, "Not really but as long as I keep the show going I don't actually have to interact with these young whippersnappers."

Huge Hector smiled and Hal raised his finger, "Don't say it. Aren't I a little young to be yammering about getting off the lawn? It's a state of mind, Di- um Huge Hector,sorry, and I've got better things to do than baby-sit."

"Well, I may have been going to mention something about how I'm the real old lady here but you know, you're free to go I can take it from here." She rested her hand on his shoulder.

"Huh. Well, you seem to be in a better mood all of a sudden. I thought you were just as jazzed about this expo thing as I was when Supes came up with it."

"Well, I had a little help relaxing you could say." She looked over at the distant Huge Hector. He happened to be looking her way and she smiled when their eyes met. He looked surprised for a moment and then looked away, an expression of concentration on his face. He was clearly deep in thought over there.

She shifted slightly, the feeling of his semen in her posterior was uncomfortable but the great orgasm she'd experienced was well worth it, the majority of her stress had been relieved and things had been put in perspective for her.

"Oh yea?" remarked Hal. "Well, good for you. But nah, I'll stick it out. Not going to abandon my wing-man. At least through lunch"

"I appreciate it." she told him as she turned her bottom slightly and gave it a big slap with her right hand.

The two of them fell into a comfortable silence for a few moments as Hal controlled his projections sending them around in complicated swirls. With a slight smirk, he said, "You mind if I give it a try?"

Hector returned his smile, glad he was loosening up a bit and she replied, "Not at all." She then turned around and bent over slightly, sticking out her ass and waving it slightly as Green Lantern merged his constructs together into a comically large hand and gave her a nice firm spank, much to the delight of the watching youths.

Nadjia tapped the side of her chin and swung her leg back and forth, "Um.... I don't know. How about marry Superman." she paused before whispering quickly he was standing nearby, "fuck Green Lantern and kill that Martian Hunter guy."

Steven threw up his hands, "Martian Manhunter?! What? Why him? He's great."

Becca answered for Nadjia, she did that a lot, "He's uber creepy looking. Actually."

"Woah! He's an alien. He can't help how he looks. We definitely shouldn't be killing people based on looks. That's called being a Nazi."

Nadjia rolled her eyes, "One, no. Just no. And two, I don't want to kill him. That's just the game." She stood up, hands moving to unbutton her blouse.

Becca was saying, "Well, let's just include villains then..."

Steven shook his head, "Because then it would always be Joker and the game might as well be Marry/Fuck and that goes without saying. What are you doing?" He was looking at Nadjia as she shrugged off her blouse.

She unsnapped her jeans, "Getting naked. I really just want to show off my sexy body, is that a problem? Look at my butt, it's pretty nice isn't it?"

She directed it right at him as she bent over, sliding her panties down her legs. She slapped it a couple of times mostly because she'd seen Wonder Woman doing it earlier.

Steven replied with his hands out placatingly, "Yea, totally. Hey, I wasn't complaining. I just thought you knew something we didn't like if it was pool time or something.

"Do they have a pool? asked Becca as Nadjia sat down, the seat sticking to her naked butt.

She cocked her head to the side and scratched her right breast just below the nipple, "They've got to right? This place is huge and Aquaman lives here, doesn't he?"

"I think so." Answered Becca before she changed the subject, "Hey! How many guys on the Justice League do you think have Huge Hector as their secret identity?"

Nichole divided her time between slowly eating her lasagna, watching Green Arrow and Black Canary beating each other up through the window, and surfing the exact same ten websites she did at home. Who knew being in outer space on the Justice League's high tech space station could be so boring?

She wondered where her gross brother had gotten to. More than likely jerking off that huge dick of his from just getting to be within a couple of feet from Wonder Woman's ass. He did it like ten times a day at home, she'd walked in on him often enough. Why would being on the Watchtower be any different?

Picking at her meal, her eyes fell on a girl getting naked at the next table. Her dark skin was smooth and pretty enviable in her opinion. And that was a cute bra! She found herself eyeing the garment as the girl laid it on the small growing pile of clothes beside her, really wanting to steal it!

She felt distinctly weird all of a sudden. She reallized she was actually using a fork to eat. She glared at the stupid utensil as she held it half way up to her mouth. She normally only ate with her hands no matter what the type of food was. She looked around at the people nearby. That glutton was still stuffing his face and not paying attention to anything else and that kind of hot Asian guy was still twerking on top of his group's table as they watched with bored expressions.

Ugh. She went ahead and took the bite. She supposed she could bite the bullet and use a fork just this once. She set the fork down and returned to watching Black Canary wrestling with Green Arrow in their training dojo or whatever.

Nichole really enjoyed the way the superhero's goateed face turned purple as she choked him out. So much so that she tilted to one side in her seat so she could smack her left buttcheek.

She surfed the internet for a while.

"Hey Nichole, What's up?"

She turned to see her idiot brother standing next to her with the biggest shit-eating grin on his face. She pointedly looked back down at her phone.

In the meantime some girl walked right up to Hector, "Hi. I'm Chloe. Did you want to see my big black titties?"

"Why yes I do, Chloe! Thank you!"

"No problem!" She pulled up her shirt revealing she'd already pulled her bra up across the slopes of her admittingly rather big pendelous breasts. Her areolas were huge too.

Hector made a big show of rubbing his bulging anaconda before he bent forward and rubbed his face between the girl's boobs. He grabbed one in his hand and sucked as much of the tit into his mouth as possible before releasing it with a big wet pop.

"Oooh!" exclaimed Chloe, chuckling as she cradled his head slightly with her hands.

Her brother pulled back and looked at Nichole all the while he slapped the girl's boobs back and forth with his hand stuck into her cleavage, sending them jigging and swaying crazily. "Anything about this seem strange to you, sis?"

She ignored him. Playing around with some random girl's boobs was actually right up his alley and she saw no reason to respond to the idiot.

"Well okay then, I'm going to tell this chick a dirty secret about you!"

Nichole rolled her eyes as he whispered in Chloe's ear while his fingers twisted and pulled at her nipple, stretching out her left breast so it lifted off her chest.

"Really? That's pretty wierd." The curly haired girl's eyes widened as she looked down at Nichole.

"What? What did you tell her? You really shouldn't listen. My brother's kind of a moron."

"I just told her that you like to eat your meals off my balls and use my dick as a fork."

"What? That's... really stupid and totally proved my point. How would that even work?"

"Hold on." He whispered in the girl's ear again.

"Oh well, yea. I mean I wouldn't want to do that but yea, it seems like a normal way for her to eat her food..." Chloe said reasonably.

"So Nichole still think it is-"

Nichole lightly slapped the surface of the table in front of her, "Look, are you going to sit your ass up here so I can eat or what?"

"But Nichole, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"Stop being an ass. The thing we've just been talking about. I've been waiting forever for you to show up. I'm hungry, you bastard!"

"Okaay, okaay!" He was still grinning ear to ear and also sporting major unmissable wood.

"Wow. That is a BIG white dick.", commented Chloe with an interested look on her face as he dropped his pants releasing the beast itself.

"Yea, it's really not fair that my brother has such a nice fucking package." Everything between his legs was fat as fuck, from his plump shaft to his big nuts squeezed together by his hairy thighs. Soft, his dick was bigger than her last boyfriend's had been hard. There was a reason his name was Huge Hector.

She picked up her plate so that he could sit down in its spot, swinging his legs to either side of her. She hungrily grabbed the square of lasagna with one hand messily before lifting his dick with the other and shoving it right at the spot where his shaft met his sack, rubbing it in and all over his crotch in general. The lasagna came completely apart but that was fine, she mostly just liked to lick and suck food-flavoured dick that came with complementary high-protein dessert.

She leaned in, muttering, "Fucking only good thing you got....fuck!" She recoiled, wrinkling her nose, "Why does your dick smell like ass?! Do you ever wash it? Damn!"

He laughed loudly, "That's because I just had it in Wonder Woman's ass! Fucking A- this day is the best!"