Clarke Kent enjoyed the peace and simplicity of growing up in small town America specifically Smallville. His adopted parents had given him practical value, ones found on a farm where their were constant tradeoffs to be made but in which the circle of life was continuous, just as in the natural order. Some things urban dwellers seem to forget. It was these thoughts that had occupied his mind of late. If the JLA was to continue its existence it would need fresh blood, it would need new talent. However superheros were genetic they didn’t just appear. He needed to ensure that the JLA survived its current crop of crime fighters if the civilized would and the ever potential extraterrestrial threats were to be over come. When he boiled it down to brass tacks he needed some of the superheroines to have babies. Easier said than done he thought, they were career women, just as driven as their peers to excel perhaps even more so given the man’s environment they existed in. Like most young men trying to work deep thoughts he’d called his step parents and then flown down for a social call.
His mom had greeted him warmly, she was a stout woman, powerfully built with a large bosom, she’d been working the farm their since her teenage years and was every inch a farm girl. Like her Kent’s step dad was a man of the soil. They currently ran a mixed farming operation they were scaling back. Despite Clark’s reservations neither had slown down all that much they just loved what they did. Mabel had become a well known breeder of horses and did it now for clients across the mid west. Her husband still kept a small herd of dairy cows which they both looked after, competing them in local fairs, the herds like the horses were almost pets but not quite. It was just what they did and they couldn’t give it up despite their advancing years. Clark sat at the breakfast table over a steaming brew of coffee as he discussed the JLA to a pair of farmers. To an outsider it seemed a bizarre state off affairs. But both seemed to always be able to bring complex problems to their brass tacks with amazing clarity of purpose and brevity of effort. It was something he had admired in both his step parents.
“So son what’dya have in mind”, the old man got down to business. “Don’t rush him”, she replied as the sipped their brew. “You know how about we invite Wonder Woman and Batgirl down here for a week to ‘help out on the farm’ when your away on some secret mission and we can convince them”, she suggested. It was an eminently practical suggestion, ‘girls talking to girls’ , she would be able to talk sense into Diana and Barbara, he mused to himself. Besides it downloaded the problem to them as a first step. He knew Diana loved coming to the country it reminded her of Paradise Island with its rustic setting. Off course he’d need to tell a little white lie potentially but these things had a way of working themselves out. “That’s a grand idea I’m sure Diana would love to come down and give you guys a hand, give you a chance to explain the facts of life sort off, and Barbara could use a little clean air as well”, he said not entirely sure about Barbara who was the complete urbanite. But it was worth a try he thought. Anyhow it was the best idea he, they had come up with in awhile. “When would be a good time, when do you need the help, ma, pa” he asked pouring himself another black coffee from the ever present pot. “We’ll we’ve been asked to breed Lex Luthor’s herd and that’s a fair piece of work, plus with the dairy herd could use the help”, the old man said, “how about here in two weeks” he asked. “That’s about right”, she piped in, “or whatever you can manage”, she added.
“Sure Clarke I’d love to go down to Smallville and help out your folks, I was wondering how you were going to balance all these missions with that note I saw from your folks asking for a hand. “I’ll take Barbara along too if you don’t mind, she needs a change of pace anyway”, said the stunning Amazon princess. “Great, I’ll call and let them know your coming” Clarke finished, thinking to himself that worked out well, damn. Now I hope this scheme works out he mused.
Both women arrived in Smallville at the appointed time pulling into the farmstead in early evening just before supper. They were expected, ma had laid out a lavish spread for supper. Both women couldn’t resist the home cooking despite the calories which ma waved away saying “the work you’ll be doing tomorrow will more than cover this little bit of nutrition”, Barbara couldn’t help herself but take the advice and a second helping of fresh apple pie. Both were up early victims of shift work at JLA HQ but not early enough to beat ma to the table. Coffee and pancakes were already on the table. “I think you should change them outfits”, she suggested. Both were still wearing their superheroine uniforms. “We both figured we’d wear these kind of used to them” said Diana and “it helps us train in them”, suggested Barbara who had her Kevlar on. That should last about a morning though ma, but their was no point telling a pair of strong willed young women anything she had learned. With breakfast soon over they walked through their daily routine. First they’d get the mares into the breeding stalls and then the stallions would be brought over to do the deed. After that the heard needed milking, and then their was the mucking out and general husbandry duties that needed to be done. Pa had already left he needed to get some parts to fix the tractor and had rattled of in to town in his old pickup.
Ma explained the breeding process to the two young woman in practical terms. How the pair was selected, what they were trying to achieve in each union, she was passionate about their breeding. How genetics were critical but it was an understanding of the animals that was more important. With the lecture done the practical application came to the fore. Like most things the devil is in the detail. Off course the big stallions quickly got excited when the smelled a mare in season. With the right coaching the two superheroines got the big animal into the adjacent pen. The stallions soon had his huge cock out in his excitement. It was a young animal. Ma then demonstrated how they had to clean his huge tool. Both women took turns grabbing the huge rod and rubbing it with cleaning solution. Both women were not lesbians and the touch and grabbing this huge hard cock and stroking it was quite erotic on both women. Diana was crouched beside the big horse staring at its cock tip, when Barbara took another stoke with the cleaning fluid on its big cock. Ma had seen Batgirl loose a little concentration as she played with the huge cock, it was always that way with young women the first time they played with those big cocks, she thought with a grin. If she’s not careful she’ll get a surprise thought Ma reading the signs from the big animal as it responded to her touch. Barbara had gotten a little carried with her stroking in fact she was actually jacking the horse off. The young animal gave a snort and began unloading is cum in response to her warm hands. Horses have quite the cum volume and this animal was no different. Barbara had hold of the fire hose when it went off pumping its load of white jizz out. The first load splattered across her Kevlar chest when the horse shuddered in orgasm. Her second reaction was to push the pig pulsing member away and like a fire hose she sprayed a crouched Diana across the face and cleavage in hose cum. Diana fell backwards onto her butt covered in white goo. Ma was laughing at the two neophytes covered in horse sperm. “Got a little carried away their my deer, see their no different than men” she laughed. “C’mon girls we got a shower in back and a set of coveralls for ye”, she suggested. Then will move him out he’s shot his bolt. Diana was busy wiping horse spunk from her face as she followed the woman into the back room.
Both were soon stripped and under a shower nozzle rinsing the goo away from them. Ma had seen the reaction before. However both were mature enough to carry on, she wasn’t dealing with a pair of young girls here who had never seen a cock. They accepted the white t-shirt she gave them and the pair of bib overalls that was hanging from a peg. “I find these most comfortable here she said. The bib denims ended in a short skirt instead of pants. “Find it more practical to a skirt bottom than pants, takes to damn long to go to the bathroom in pants, and besides its cooler”, the old matron said. Both cut quite a figure in their newly acquired togs. Neither had a bra so the worn white t-shirts with the denim bid were the only support for the well formed breasts of both women, which wasn’t much. Both didn’t say anything about panties either, they were still a little fixated on the stallions big cock and this felt mildly erotic in response. Ma took their uniforms back to the house for washing while they went and got a stallion each for the next round of breeding. They needed to do four this morning. Diana watched the big male mount the mare after she’d whipped its dong. The pair stood together as the stallion pulsed its seed into the waiting mares ripe womb. Diana was equally transfixed with the mounting pair. She’d almost made the mistake of stroking its cock to long as well but had refocused just in time to assist in the coupling as the stallion slid its heated meat into the willing mare. When ma came back he could see both had now gotten the hang of the breeding. Yup she thought affected me the same way, she noted both women starring at what one could have thought was guys watching a porn movie. Both their bodies betrayed their arousal as a pair of perfectly hard nipples tented the t-shirts by poked out from the sides of each bib coverall.
Pa wasn’t back from town when the women went back to work this time bringing in the dairy herd for their milking. “I’ve always thought it was demeaning pumping milk from dairy cows”, said Barbara. “Why that’s the silliest thing I’ve ever heard off” replied ma. “Them their udders are to give milk, what they were designed to do, you city folks have some strange notions”, she said. “In fact I think them cows enjoy given milk”, she said as the herd followed her willingly into the barn and their appointed stall like some age old ritual which it was. “Of course they do, if your boobs were that full you’d want to get them emptied as soon as possible to relieve the pressure I’sure” said Diana with a more practical comment. “Nope think theirs more to it than that my dears” said the old farm woman. “You both like it when a man pulls on your nipples during sex right”, she said causing Diana to blush but both nodded their occurrence. “Well in some ways this isn’t no different than that”, she said showing them how to connect the cows teats to the milking machine. “You see I think they come back both for the pleasure of milking and the need to relieve pressure as Diana said”, the farm lady continued with the last connection. Soon their was a steady rhythmic whirr as the machine began to drain the pure delicious milk for the cows. “Oh I can prove it if you want”, the woman said. To which both women turned toward her to stare. “How?” came out of their mouths in unison.
“You see I developed this theory and then figured I’d try it as an experiment”, she said. They weren’t tracking so she beckoned them over to an unused stall. “I modified one to use on myself to see if it was truly hurting my lovies” she said proudly cupping her own tits. They both starred. She continued, “well I modified the cups to fit my breasts and hocked it up just to see”, she said. “Did you ever try it”, Barbara asked still somewhat shocked at the revelation. “Oh yes, I did,” she winked, “still do” she said. “Oh and the cows really do like it” she said noting the end of the milking session as both women stood examining the milking contraptions with only two cups. They soon had all the machines disconnected and the herd on the way back to the field mooing contentedly “see” she said. “I still don’t believe you”, said Barbara. “Oh I think their might be some truth in it”, said Diana observing how the animals moved off contentedly. “Well sister then put up” challenged Barbara, “lets see you do the experiment if it still works.” Before Diana could muster her arguments about not doing it, Ma had said, “sure happy to show you to yungun’s a thing or two about the real world, c’mon sisters.” She marched them back into the stall. “I, umm, I” stammered Diana, trying to find a way to beg out of the whole thing. Barbara like to goad Diana, she was a little jealous of Diana’s big tits and if having her milked like a cow took her down a peg that would be fun to watch she thought. “C’mon Diana you agreed put up their Amazon, lets get them tits out”, she goaded. Ma quickly reached over and unsnapped one of her bib shoulder buttons as Barbara followed suit on the other side. Okay Diana bend over here she showed her where to put her hands and knees, just like a cow in a stall. “It seems to work best if the breast is hanging down naturally”, said ma. She noted that despite her misgivings Diana’s nipples had already risen to the challenge. It didn’t take long for ma to fit a small suction cup of each breast. “Now Diana this is going to feel like its squeezing your nipple alternately and you will feel the most intense pleasure you’ve probably ever felt, it will go right to the tips of your toes”, the old woman said as Barbara scoffed openly. She was becoming a little more interested now as Diana stood their affixed her big breasts hanging down with her white t-shirt bunched up and the bibs hanging below them. It was an erotic site even for Barbara.
The machine whirred on and Diana gave a little yelp as her sensitive nipple was alternately squeezed by the machine. Oh god she was right each tug was like pulling at her pleasure centre right to her toes, the tugs became more insistent, the pleasure more intense. She bit her lower lip to try and prevent her from moaning out loud. Soon she was screaming, “Oh Hera, that feels so good, oh god, oh, oh ahhhhh my god…” as the machine squeezed her teats with machine like precision. Diana could feel the heat building between her legs, she knew she was going to cum, she wanted to. Neither noticed Ma playing with the intensity rheostat on the panel. With a shout Diana came and she could feel her warm sex juices run down her thighs. “See I told you” said Ma talking to both women. Ma unclipped the suction cups and swabbed them out with a wipe from a nearby shelf. She passed a couple to Diana who lifted her skirt to reveal a neatly tripped bush slick with her own juice and whipped her thighs clean. “Okay smarty pants your turn”, said Diana who finished cleaning her crotch, and turned to unfasten Barbara’s bib. Barbara was soon bucking in delight as the nipple squeezer sought to suck her tits from her body or at least it felt that way, she’d always liked rough sex and contributed to her ecstasy with her own pulls away from the suction cups. Soon Barbara was yelling and moaning in pleasure as she built to her own release. Diana stood watching as her friend repeated her own performance ending in wet thighs as she climaxed and sent her own love juices shooting out of her wet box. “I guess that makes believers out of both of you now right”, said Ma with a big farm girl grin on her face. She got nods from both superheroines.
The next day was a repeat of the first in routine. The breeding of the mares was making the women so horney. By the time each had done their fourth cock scrub down they were in need of their own relief. Good thought ma watching the two women become an integral part of the breeding process. Diana and Barbara finished hooking up the Holsteins to their suction cups and flicked the switch. Both looked at one another, “I’ll watch if you want to go first”, said Diana. Both knew what that meant. Barbara quickly undid her bib buttons and pulled the t-shirt over her head. She knelt down into the carpeted areas ma had placed and let Diana hook her up to the machine. The sounds of the machine were soon obscured by the sexual pleasures a fully aroused Batgirl made as she was brought to orgasm by the rhythmic suction on her nipples. They soon switched around and Barbara flicked the switch. With a mischievous grin she notched up the suction a bar. “Oh God” Diana moaned as the cup tugged on her big tits trying to suck mam milk from her big tits. The sucking seemed a touch faster but she soon didn’t care, “Oh god in Hera” she screamed as the felt her first orgasm blast through her body. She was ready to be done but Barbara was now where to be found. She was disconnecting the rest of the herd. The machine continued to work Wonder Woman over, she could feel another orgasm building , AHHHHHHhhhhhhh, Oh Hera”, another orgasm rocked over her body as her love juices burst out of her wet cunt. By the time Barbara came back Diana was on her third orgasm and covered in sweat, she was down on her forearms, ass stuck in the air, her tits were splayed out sideways as the machine tried to tug the milk from her mams. “My you’ve had a good run”, said Barbara switch the machine off and unclipping her suction cups. Diana struggled up on wobbly legs her nipples had been distended a full inch beyond their normal shape and were a bright red. “Those are going to be sore tomorrow”, Barbara said. “Ma walked in about the same time, “yup sisters mostly right but we get the same trouble when we first start milking the cows, here both of you apply this lotion to your nipples first then the rest of your breasts, needs to air dry so don’t put your t-shirts back on they’ll just rub it off the most sensitive area”, the matron directed. Both took some of the cream and gingerly applied it to their areole and nipples before doing up their bibs leaving their breasts to poke out sideways. Clarke senior walked with his coveralls on, wiping the grease from his fingers on a rag. “well that job is done, how you ladies making out”, he asked? “Oh I see ma introduced you to her little invention did she”, he said noting both bare breasted superheroines who were gently massaging elongated nipples with moisturizing lotion. Both were a little orgasmicly dazed to bother to cover up, and it wasn’t as if pa hadn’t seen a pair of tits before. Pa couldn’t help but notice they were as fine a pair of teats that he’d seen in a long while. He turned and let ma carry on with her instructions before his boner showed through.
Both superheroines had gone to bed exhausted by their chores and the husbandry duties that still followed on. Ma and Pa stayed up rocking on the swing set in the front porch. “I’ve been reading that stuff Clarke printed out about amazons and meta females”, he said. “I’m guessing both will start giving milk shortly, it says the continued stimulation of meta women’s breasts can induce lactation and in reverse to normal females actually brings on their fertile cycle, it also says that their fertile cycle will then last until they become pregnant”, he said. “Yeah I suspect that’s right, I’ve been looking at how big their nipples have been getting just from that machine I think that information is right”, ma said. “Well we know what Clarks intention was why don’t we breed em”, he asked his wife. “We’ll the breeding has to be right doesn’t it” she said. “Do we use local talent, of do we get one of Clarke’s friends to come down?” he asked deferring to his wife’s better knowledge in this area. “I’ve been stud’yn this genetics stuff on the net most of it looks like scientific horse shit”, she said “but I think the best practice remains what we’ve been always doing for them horses”, she said. “We take the best traits in each pair and try and offset the weaknesses”, she continued. “You see most of them superheroes tend to be to high strung type A’s we already got that in the women, mating two of them would weaken the breed, no we want some big strong lad with a good head on his shoulders, common sense, and virile, proven shooter”, she said. “How about Jeb’s lad from over on Cutter’s creek he’s knocked up so many professional women and he’s not outta high school yet, and he’s a big strappin lad, I heard he even knocked up the judge and the health nurse,” pa said. “That’s a good idea, let’s wait another week to make sure they start givin milk and then bring the lad over ma”.
Both women woke at the usual time, showered and got dressed. Their nipples were quite sore and both women gingerly rubbed them before pulling on their t-shirts and overalls. Clarke Senior had somewhat indelicately explained away their symptoms as a doctor might explain away the symptoms to a patient in a hospital. After all it wasn’t as if he hadn’t been dealing with udders for over thirty years and these were no different. Mind you he skipped the part he had read about meta-females and suction induced lactation during their fertile period which was the real root cause of their sensation. It wasn’t as of he could feel their tits to see if his diagnosis was true or not though as much as he would have liked, out of pure professional curiosity of course. But he was talking about their breasts and a shade of red soon colored both women’s cheeks. Mrs Kent was much more sympathetic and offered more practical suggestions as soon as Clarke had left the table. She had them pull off their t-shirts and soon her strong fingers was rubbing cream onto their tender nipples. She applied some more cream to their breasts and both women sat their as she rubbed and cupped their nicely formed breasts. She did it in a purely disciplined manner cupping each breasts and rubbing the lotion into the soft supple skin. Ma noted both women’s breast skin had begun to feel tight and their tits heavy. She knew both had milk on the way, that was quick she thought to herself while making small talk to both women. Pa was right. After breakfast both were leading stallions in to the mating stall.
Clarke Senior stood beside Diana as they both admired each of the two animals that had been chosen to produce the next generation. “You know the mares know when it’s the right time” he said. “I’ve watched a mare run a stallion off in the paddock, yet a few days latter let the same stud impregnate her, they know”, he said with a nod. Diana bobbed her head in general agreement, he was a nice old man of the earth she thought as she wiped down the huge stallions cock she was holding in her hand. He walked off to leave her with her task. “Ever want kids”, he asked the superheroine? “Oh yes I’d like to have children at some point but the need to fight crime and the amazon vows limit the opportunity” she said wistfully wanting to move on to another topic. Finally the old man headed off to his chores. Diana was glad he was gone he didn’t want him to see her enjoying the feel of the big man meat she had been handling. Diana liked the feel of a hard cock in her hand but would never admit it to Clarke’s stepfather without serious blushing. By the third stud she had helped breed a mare Diana was on the verge of herself being overwhelmed by the scent of raw sex. She’d almost stroked the stallion to the point of jerking him off when she’d got him inside the mare that seemed to open herself wide to the onslaught. Diana stood watching as the big animal pumped his seed into the willing womb to the whinnies of the pair. She leaned against the stall, breathing heavily as she spread her legs open to give her hand an easier access to her own G-spot. She was soon rubbing herself in pleasure starring at the stallion as it plunged its cock deep the waiting mare. Diana was oblivious to most things surrounding her, as her hand pleasured her most sensitive area. She didn’t notice Clarke Seniors quick peek into the stall, his shy grin and quick exit.
Diana let Barbara hook up the suction cups to her nipples after a liberal dosing of the cream. She was down on all fours letting her big breasts hang down. Barbara switched the suction cups on and Diana felt the gentle tugging at each teat. In the morning they had thought to skip this pleasurable routing to give their sore boobs a break but my mid morning they wanted the feeling. Both had quickly peeled of their t-shirts to free their heavy tits. Diana let out a gasp as Barbara turned up the suction rheostat. Soon she was panting as the rhythmic sucking pulled on her hard nipples. Soon she felt a pressure building within each breast. “Oh god Barbara that feels so good, but Ummm can you ummm, Oh turn it down Oh god, yes soooo good,” she said between pants. Barbara nodded but did the reverse and cranked it up a notch. The pain and pleasure pulled through her nipple to her brain from deep within twin cones pulling her toward her first orgasm. She didn’t notice the first drop of clear pre-milk slowly leak out a distended nipple. “Oh god, Hera” she cried as her first orgasm washed over her, head arched back and then falling cascading hair around her. She could feel the tugging pain induced by pressure ease to a familiar pleasurable throb through each breast deep within her, it felt great. Barbara looked down a thin stream of milk had appeared from Diana’s breast. “Diana your lactating”, her friend exclaimed! “What Diana”, in an orgasm induced daze answered still not comprehending what had actually happened to her. Barbara let the machine whirr for a little longer never wondering where the milk was going as she watched her friend get milked like a cow. She clicked it off, “okay my turn” she said suddenly jealous of her friends big milk sucked tits despite the fact that they appeared to have sagged a little from the attention and were a little softer than before. Diana slowly moved back and went through the motions for Barbara’s smaller breasts. Her friend shouldn’t have worried she was soon giving a fine stream of milk herself, not that she noticed between orgasms. Ma walked in just after they had finished, somewhat deflated tits hanging out sideways, still erect nipples, post orgasm bliss across their faces, the smell of female sex juice in the air. “Not bad girls for your first milking” she said holding up a milk bottle with their efforts in it. Both women starred not fully comprehending. “Your both gona need some more cream on their their bossoms”, she said “or you’ll be mighty sore in the morning”. They accepted her ministrations and stood their hands on hips letting her rub cream on their tits. Pa walked in seeing the milk bottle and eyes closed on the two superheroines as ma spread cream on their boobs. He grabbed a palm full from the tub and began to rub it into Diana’s tits, if she’d been a cat she would have purred for him. She didn’t bat an eye when she opened her eyes to see him standing in front of her rubbing her big sore breasts into relaxation.
“Yup better get Clem over here tomorrow ma,” he said. “Yes, I think he’s the one ma”, he said answering her inquiry. “I’ve heard he’s impregnated his teacher, the district health nurse, the high school principal and the court judge, all those intelligent women have been bred by this young man”, obviously his seed has what it takes”, he concluded. “Getting a little ahead of ourselves aren’t we”, asked ma? “Nah you’ve seen’em they both want children but their careers are getting in the way of the natural order aren’t they, well we have an opportunity to help them on the right course”, he said. Both superheroines said good morning and then trotted off to their morning chores after a hearty breakfast. Pa didn’t mind that they felt so comfortable to have dispensed with their t-shirts under their bib coveralls. He’d openly admired their fuller breasts and how they poked out the sides of the denim. Barbara had more perky pointed breasts, Diana’s were much fuller with a slightly wider outward set which meant they spend more time poking outside the bibs theoretical support. When both were gone, Ma said, “enjoy having them around don’t you ya old perv”, she said with a smile. “Can’t says as I don’t mind watching a nice pair of perky breasts”, he replied honestly feeling a stiffy between his legs finally begin to relax.
Diana knelt beneath the stallions hard cock she was already horney and panting. She rubbed his hard bulbous tip against her bare breasts drawing drops of lubricating milk from her nipples and a whinny from the stallion. The waiting mare stamped her feet in annoyance as if to say that’s for me you bitch. Diana oblivious to events outside the stall did not her Clem arrive in the barn. He’d admired her for a minute or two, god that’s one perfect woman look at those great melons, those womany hips perfect for breeding he noted. “Hey Mizz Prince, I think that their mare wants that their stallion’s cock”, he said. Startled she looked like a deer in the headlights, stallion’s hard cock still tit fucking her but in momentary pause between her large breasts, her denim bib hanging limp before her. Recovering just a touch of her composure she replied,” Ummm Ah yes I think you are right, I think she is ready for him”, she said. With that she nudged him forward such that she guided his cock into the waiting mare, and with a willing grunt he began his rhythm. Diana turned to face her stranger. He was a handsome lad of about sixteen or seventeen, well muscled and tanned from work around the farm no doubt. What she quickly locked onto was the fact that his shorts were down around his ankles and a large stiff penis stood fully at attention. Not quite up to a stallions size it probably was the second largest cock she had seen. Superman’s was bigger he often left the shower door open at JLA Headquarters to she suspected show of his pride to Barbara and herself and the rest of the female superheroines. That said he had a thick long cock and she stared. “Mam you could rub those really nice tits against my cock”, he said in a kindly way.
With a couple of paces Diana grabbed the startled youth who was to busy watching her tits sway, (he’d never seen tits that big so perky before) with her movement to react. She had him on his back and was standing over him. “Boy you don’t dictate to me an amazon princess what to do I’m in charge”, she said. He couldn’t tell whether she was angry with him, just bitchy or what, so he just lay their his cock would have started to wilt had Diana not quickly struggled out of her coveralls to stand buck naked before him. She then lowered herself onto his stiff manhood. Her love canal was moist already and he stared as her neatly trimmed bush until it ws replaced in his vision by her big tits as she sank her bush onto his stiff circumcised cock tip. “Oh you are big” she exclaimed as his cock slowly penetrated her lips. She kept lowering herself onto him, inch by inch forcing herself to stretch her tight cunt to accommodate his manhood. He stared at her big tits as they jutted out above him, he wanted to bob forward and suck those big rose buds. When she thought he was all the way she began to slowly ride his cock. “Oh my”, she sighed as she worked herself up and then slowly down again on his pole. Her eyes were wild and she began to buck a little faster. He staired at her big tits as they bobbed above him. He couldn’t resist and grabbed both her tits cupping them and squeezing her nipples. “Mmmmmmm”, she said as she felt him tug on her hard nipples. She kept herself going on his cock, as he pulled at her nipples, she was soon pounding herself down his full shaft, Sweeeet Hera” she exclaimed as his cock finally bottomed out against her cervix bringing a spasm of pleasure through the superheroine’s body. With that her animal nature took control and she began to pound herself against his hard stop, moaning in unison to the mare beside her. By now her nipples were streaming her warm milk drenching his fingers and chest. This caused him to squeeze even harder as her breasts arced in a pendulum with her humping up and down. Clem couldn’t believe how tight she was, even his teenaged peers he had taken as virgins weren’t as tight on his cock, but she was unimaginable, a superheroine and he sought to control his desire to burst inside her until the right moment. Diana was biting her lower lip in an attempt to keep her moans under control but she couldn’t resist as another orgasm boiled over her, “Oh yes, yes” she exclaimed in unison to the baying of the mare. Clem felt his balls tighten as her cunt lips tightened on him, with that his thick rich seed erupted from his penis to mix with her sex juices.
Diana rose of the young man the lust in her eyes only somewhat diminishing, she eyed his limp cock. “Mam I think you want more of that but you’ll have to get him hard again”, he said sitting up. Diana got down and just like with the stallion began to massage his limp cock. She began to lick its bulbous head, and then put it into her mouth to begin sucking his cock and licking her own juice off his pole. He let his head go back as she alternately sucked and jerked his pole. He was soon hard again. “Okay mam, I know what you want”, he said. Diana lay back in the hay spreading her legs. “I bet you want this cock just like that mare their” he said. She nodded in reply staring at his rigid pole. “I bet you want me to put this inside you and fuck you hard”, he continued. She nodded again as he got closer to her open moist cunt lips. “You want me to preg you up just like that mare, give your belly a bunch of fertile sperm, give you a big belly like that mares going to have”, he said thrusting his cock deep into her in one savage thrust. “Oh yes”, she said, ”just like that”, her arms were above her head and he linked his arms under hers. God she had a powerful body he noted when she wrapped her legs around his and pivoting on her big breasts began to pump in and out of her, pounding against her cervix with each stroke. “Oh God, Yes, Yes”, she exclaimed as her tits continued to release milk to lubricate them both. Their cries mixed as both erupted in orgasm. His thick seed again flooded into her fertile womb, his cock spasmed its load of white goo again. “My ma says you need at least two doses of sperm to make sure, I reckon you got that today”, he said raising himself on an elbow and idly toying with a nipple. Diana had her eyes closed enjoying the after glow. With that Clem pulled out of her and led the stallion back to the stall leaving both Diana and the mare in the stall.
Diana knelt on all fours as Barbara hooked up the milking cups to each of her tits. The machine started whirring and she closed her eyes as the first pleasure sensation washed over her. The milk began to stream from each tit through the thin clear tube. She felt a pair of course hands touch her bare buttocks and turned to see Barbara still standing beside her, it wasn’t her? “Hi Miss Prince, I figured you’d like another session to make sure”, he said. It was the boy! “I bet you feel just like that mare now, don’t you” he said pressing his cock into her. She reached back and guided his cock into her moistening snatch. His hands grabbed her womanly thighs as he rammed his cock into her with vigor. “Yes, mam I know you want a big belly just like that mare”, he said thrusting deeper into her rubbing her G-spot into ecstasy. “That’s right Clem, shove it right in, get it deep, you know she wants it”, Barbara was getting right into cheering the stud along as he plunged his cock deep into her friend. Barbara reached over and crancked up the milking machine so it sucked harder on her tits. Diana let out a howl as she climaxed from the twin onslaught of the big cock against her G-spot and the intense sucking on her tits. “Here I come baby” said Clem and she felt his cock begin to spasm. He lunged as deep as he could into her and held on as his cock unloaded millions of his potent baby makers deep into Diana. Barbara was cheering, “that’s it spunk her good” she yelled as she watched him plunge his cock in deep and hold it their. She knew her turn was soon to come and began stripping off her coveralls.
Ma noted the changes in the two women before they did, she’d just seen it a whole lot more women and beasts. She left a pregnancy test on each ones bed shortly after. The women already suspecting it but somewhat in denial couldn’t help but take the test. A rap on Diana’s door was followed by Barbara entering waving her test in the air, “its positive” she said. “I know so is mine”, replied Diana holing her test in the air. “No wonder I feel so bloated”, Barbara replied. “Hi girls” what do the tests say”, ma asked? “Oh Ma, their both positive” Diana said. “That’s wonderful news” Ma said gathering both women into a big hug, “I’m so happy for you both”, she said. Latter Diana reflected that they’d both been well bred just like the mares, yet she wasn’t mad as she rubbed her bare tummy where her new baby was growing. The time past quickly and Barbara ever the city kid decided to return to Gotham city and JLA HQ. Her kevlar uniform could never be modified to cover a growing belly so she stopped crime fighting for the duration of her pregnancy. That was her stated reason actually she was planning on turning the Boy Wonder into her boy toy and was already plotting his seduction to ensure she kept getting a good fucking throughout her pregnancy. She’d seen him look at her and she liked the way his manhood filled out his costume, besides she knew she could easily manipulate him. Pa latter told Mrs Kent that Clem had told her she was a real red head the first he’d ever had, she smiled.
Diana decided to stay at the Kent’s ranch outside Smallville. She liked the country air she said, actually she just wanted Clem’s cock on a regular basis. Steve Trevor was off on some six month mission so she knew she’d get no satisfaction from him so why bother going back when there was she thought a good hard cock available here. Ma smiled at her polite fiction but was happy for the help of the big buxom amazon with the daily chores. Diana enjoyed the physical activity at the barn and Ma was impressed how she slung the hay bales around with ease into the loft. Diana was soon helping out at the local high school drawn their both by her developing circle of local friends and the unsaid need to be near Clem. Clem met Diana regularly in the barn where he’d give her what she needed.
“Hi Mizz Prinz”, he said in greeting in the school cafeteria. Two months had past and Diana’s baby mound was just starting to develop, although it wasn’t that evident in the baggy Miss Prince clothes she wore. “What’s on your mind” asked Diana, being polite as she had one thing on her mind from him. “Mizz, I’ve had this question on my mind, you see I’ve pregged up my teacher, my principal, my health nurse, but what are you, Pa Kent says you’re a superheroine”, he asked? Mr Kent really shouldn’t say such things she was about to say, when she changed her mind, after all he was the father of her unborn babies she thought rubbing her belly after a kick. “Yes Clem I’m a superheroine”, she said, “Jeez, I knew it, your so strong” he said. “Mizz Prince could I see you in your superheroine uniform”, he asked. I should have anticipated that, thought Diana, but still she didn’t mind showing her young stud who she really was. Decision made she stood up, “lets go somewhere more private” she said. He led her into a resource room at the library and closed the door. With her characteristic spin Diana transformed from a pregnant Miss Prince to a pregnant Wonder Woman. “I guessed it right” Clem said, “boy pa will be so proud of me I pregged up Wonder Woman”, he said. Diana stood facing him hands on hips in her classic stance but either she was loosing her trim figure or her costume was revealing the classic baby bulge of a pregnant woman. Diana’s bustier barely contained her heavy milk filled breasts. “You look so perfect all pregged up with that cute little bulge in your tummy, I can’t wait till it’s nice and big”, he said rubbing her hands along her belly, it really suits you” he said. “Oh you think so”, she asked taking his hand and rubbing it along her belly and over her breast. “Oh yes, you were meant to have babies”, he said and meant it.
Just then the door opened and in walked the school photographer. He was a geeky guy who was absolutely brilliant with a camera, and had easily become the editor for the year book as well as its only phototog, not that anyone else in the school wanted the job. “You’re Wonder Woman, aint you”, he asked. She nodded, “wow that’s to cool, Wonder Woman visits Smallville High, mind if I take a few photos for year book.” “Sure”, she said warming to the harmless young man. “How about the classic pose”, he asked. Diana struck her classic hands on hip pose and he snapped a bunch of photos working gradually around her giving her pose commands which she quickly followed getting in to the grove. The impromptu shoot done he thanked her and left. God that felt sexy thought Diana who wasn’t alone as she felt Clem’s hands reached back and unzipped her bustier freeing her constrained breasts, she quickly grabbed both his hands and pressed them to her swollen tits. Clem knew where this was leading.
Diana’s mother read the tabloids avidly. “So her daughter was in Smallville”, she said out loud reading the caption. “Was wondering where she’d got to” the Queen mused aloud. The caption showed a Wonder Woman with a circle around her belly. The article read, Wonder Woman getting fat from lack of crime activity or is their another reason. Perhaps with her being at Smallville Superman pit a bun in her oven, the author speculated. Well thought her mother examining the photo with a little more attention. You could reach that conclusion she though as she looked over the photo, a tinge of jealousy crept into her mind, it had been awhile since she’d been pregnant with her last daughter.
Beth asked Diana to come to the school on career day as something completely different from the usual parade of farm colleges, and military recruiters. Sure she’d replied, as a break in the usual routine. The Smallville High had a very high proportion of pregnant or new mothers attending such that the school had its own day care with nursery. Beth beckoned Diana into the nursery. “Diana, I mean Wonder Woman I’m in a bind”, she said. The wail of a crying infant in the nursery. Beth was wearing only a nursing bra for a top, “little Tommy, Shelly’s little girl and little Brad are hungry, I’m out of milk after feeding the other two and the other girl, Sabrina, who was suppose to be today’s wet nurse called in sick, could you nurse these two”, she asked? “Oh”, said Diana, “okay” she said. “Could you unzip me”, she asked her friend. That done Diana sat down in a rocking chair. She pulled her bustier down freeing up her big tits. Accepting one babe at a time she got comfortable in the chair. Diana was soon gently singing a lullaby to two little babies suckling on her breasts. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation, so unlike the forced milking she had grown used to yet also so stimulation she thought. Diana didn’t notice the photo geek walk in the open door take a quick look and begin to start snapping photos. Diana quickly opened her eyes saw whom it was and went back to cooing her two sucking babies as they began to get the nutritious hind milk from her big breasts. Diana soon became a regular at the high school as a wet nurse.
Clem’s teacher Beth was quite a ways along at eight months with a big belly. The local health nurse was about six months along, the school’s principal four months preggers. Diana was herself three months pregnant and her belly bump was nice and obvious. She had become fast friends with these smart professional good looking ladies who all had one thing in common; Clem had knocked them all up willingly. In fact he regularly visited each woman and a couple of his pregnant female peers each night on a regular schedule. Diana loved his Thursday night visit when she’d get to ride his big manhood, and he’d feel her big tits up spraying her warm milk over them. Her friend the nurse had already told her she was likely carrying twins, in fact they all were, he was a virile young stud she thought wistfully as she examined Diana’s bare belly.
The next tabloid installment had a tasteful shot of Wonder Woman with two babies at her breast obviously nursing them. Well I guess this answers the question the tabloid quipped, but who was the father, superman? Diana’s mother also read that issue fully confirming her suspicions. She was both angry and happy for her daughter. It wouldn’t do to have her breaking her amazon vows like this but she understood as a mother how wonderful the experience was. With the conflicting thoughts still swirling around in her head she greeted acknowledged Wonder Girls arrival into the amazon throne room. “Mom read this article on Princess Diana,” she said holding the photo spread open. “Told you it was time for her to come home, and let me go to the man’s world,” she said in a I told you so way that got under the Queens skin. “You know this isn’t the first time she’s broken her vows and …” “Be quiet, you haven’t been to the man’s world, you don’t know the way of the real world, I will go visit her”, the Queen decided.
Diana enjoyed being pregnant. She found similar feelings with the other career women she had made friends with. They had spent so much time on their careers and now they were forced to slow down. They waddled along to the local coffee shop showing their various stages of pregnancy. Each had explained how they had come to have Clem’s babies describing their moments of intimacy to each other. Liz the principal had been bred in her office when Clem had reported for detention. Beth his teacher on her own desk, legs high in the air he had pumped his meat into her after school. She had come to school for some reason in a mini skirt and tube top that had turned heads and then for some reason had detained Clem after school. The nurse off course was boffed in her office following an explanation she had given to his class on birth control. Diana explained how she had gotten pregnant in the barn stall while breeding mares. Beth went on to describe how she’d had Clem’s dad to the school for a parent teacher interview. Beth described how she wasn’t getting enough sex with only one night a week visit from young Clem. So she dressed in a mini skirt and tank top, sans underwear and scheduled his old man for the last visit of the night. “Yup she said like father like son, he must have at least a 10” cock and had me bent over my desk legs wide apart right after I’d said Clem was doing fine but I needed some relief and winked at him”, they all giggled. Each of the other ladies then admitted they had a couple other men and boys coming round to help relieve the tensions of pregnancy.
Clem’s dad had come by to see if his son had truly knocked up a superheroine. Diana had obliged him by becoming Wonder Woman. He’d rubbed her pregnant belly, then guessed accurately how far along she was and told her she was carrying twins. Diana nodded in agreement. His hands wandered along her body as he faced her. The roamed down her motherly hips and around her backside along her shapely ass. His hands traveled back up her belly and then over her bustier. She let his hands feel her up, and soon they roamed behind her back and she felt him unzip her bustier. Diana’s big tits sprung free as he pulled the bustier off her tits and began to message them. Soon he was rewarded with a drop of milk from each of her large nipples that had quickly hardened to his touch. Diana reached down and felt his hard cock inside his jeans. She pulled his pants down to free his cock, yes his son was definitely from this stock just like Beth had said she thought. Because of her size Diana rode the old man until they’d both orgasmed. He’d walked off proud of his son and with a pair of blue balls after she’d milked all of his sperm from his over sized ball sacks. Yes he thought, she might be as strong as an ox, have cow sized tits, but she was still a fertile bimbo who liked a big stiff prick inside her like all the rest. Yup he decided if he’d get the chance he’d breed her himself, the old man decided.
Wonder Woman soon became a fixture in both small towns Clark’s Smallville and Clem’s town at Cutters Creek. She enjoyed the company of the other men of the town just as the rest of Clem’s harem did. Not that she thought of herself in that role of tamed superheroine breeder yet but none of her circle of friends did either. The paparazzi soon received another round of photos of both Batgirl and Wonder Woman in the family way. The tabloid showed a quite pregnant Wonder Woman in her full uniform, her big tits and belly in full view and obviously enjoying her pregnancy. Beside her a story with a freckle faced good looking youth in the caption proclaimed “Teenaged boy claims to have knocked up Wonder Woman”. The story claimed the boy had impregnated his teacher, principal, health nurse and Wonder Woman. All the women carried twins the story claimed with a circle around Wonder Woman’s obvious baby bulge. The dateline was from a village called Cutters Creek. Another photo showed a photo of Robin from behind his bare butt evident as he fucked a pregnant woman with red hair. Her face was obscured by her flaming red hair, a nice profile of belly and breast was evident as well as a pair of long black boots. The caption red Robin does a pregnant Batgirl? “Is he the daddy”. Catwoman and Poison Ivy scoffed at the superheroines inability to keep their legs together. Catwoman said “Why don’t we swing down to Cutters Creek and have a go at Wonder Woman when she was lets say preoccupied” the criminal suggested to her friend. “Sure I’d love to milk those big titties of Wondy Cow”, said the other. “Get me some fresh Meta samples for my experiments”, she said contemplating the trip already with anticipation.
Wonder Woman’s mother the Queen, another tabloid reader wasn’t impressed with the articles or the photos of her favorite daughter. In fact if it was true she was somewhat jealous of her daughter. By decree she was the only amazon allowed to mate. But she had to go see how her daughter was doing out of sheer paternal concern. Wonder Girl warned Diana that her mother was coming using the JLA communications link. Her little sister couldn’t resist a taunt or too but she to was curious about the pregnancy experience and Diana could tell. Diana’s mother the Queen arrived on her own invisible jet that she flew herself. Not afraid of the man’s world, however she rarely left Paradise Island. The Queen was beside herself when she met her daughter with her big belly, she wanted all the details immediately. “Mother, I can’t talk about all that in public”, Diana hissed as she hugged her bother in greeting. “Come my dear, we have much to talk about”, she said grabbing her daughter by her arm as they walked away from the aircraft. “So let me see you”, she said once they’d entered her apartment off the side of the Kent’s ranch house. Diana turned to face her mother, hands on hips, as her mother looked her over. Then the queen placed her hands on her daughters belly working her hands around her big belly. “My, my you are big”, she said, “twins” she asked eyebrows raised. “Uh mmm, yes”, Diana replied. The two women talked for awhile gradually working their way towards the heart of the matter. “My dear you know the law, I know it is hard to resist the natural order but you are an Amazon Princess once you have these babies, you have a choice, come back with them to Paradise Island or I shall send for the babies and you may resume your duties in the man’s world, or keep the babies and become part of man’s world but I’ll have to take the power belt, and lasso to give to a sister”, she said. “But mother what choice is that, I want both” she wined. The two women discussed it but both got know where neither stubborn mother and queen or headstrong hormonal charged daughter would budge.
The Queen went for a walk outside and strolled inside the barn to calm down among the animals. “Hi” said a stranger, the Queen had already noticed standing in the shadow. Clem’s dad stood staring at a mature woman who was obviously Wonder Woman’s mother. She was clad in a white toga style robe, it was obvious where the daughter got her boobs from, and the toga was cut a little short but not quite a true mini. It was obvious she wore nothing under it. “I’m Clem’s father Chuck” he said offering a hand which she grasped in a strong handshake. “You must be Miz Diana’s mother” he said, “just get in” he asked? “Yes its been a long day”, she said enjoying the male company she had been absent from in quite awhile. The discussion soon ranged back to their children and the trials and tribulations of being parents, they sat side by side on a fence rail. They talked for quite awhile and soon he was rubbing her tension filled back muscles. Without a thought he pulled her toga shoulder straps off and began to kneed her muscles with his rough but powerful hands. The Queen closed her eyes as he did this pretending it was one of her daughters who usually did this not a strong man whose scent she readily could smell so different from that of women. This is wrong she thought but couldn’t stop herself. The Queen turned to face him and dropped the toga completely off her letting him see her naked body.
He lay beside her sucking a big hard nipple while one hand pulled at her other hard nipple. It rotated and pulled the hard nipple while his mouth gently chewed her hard nipple. His other hand was massaging her G-spot while she held open her cunt lips with one hand. Her gentle moans and words of encouragement confirmed his thoughts. He could feel her orgasm building through her body as she panted and demanded he chew and pull harder. It took awhile but he was patient and soon an intense orgasm racked her body. Her love juices pulsed out of her open snatch. Her strong body reached over and pulled him on top, she wanted one thing. She guided his thick hard cock into her wet pussy as he eased himself into her. She was moving to his rhythm legs wide apart, as he rocked on her large boobs, she could feel his huge rod reach up and spear her cervix hard, “oh god” she moaned as she felt him blast his seed into her. He held her tight as he unloaded jet after jet of his baby makers into Diana’s mother. Yes like mother like daughter thought Chuck as he finally pulled his limp dick out of her sopping cunt. She looked up, blinked and realized she’d just been seduced and might even have been bred but for some reason didn’t even regret it. Diana’s mother left after a couple of days, but she’d met Check every day.
Catwoman and Poison Ivy arrived at Smallville in disguise and then quickly changed into their supper criminal persona. “Hey look this place is right outa the 50s”, said Poison Ivy to her sidekick. The town had only a single main street which they soon were strutting down. “Hey youngster”, yelled Catwoman, “go get Wonder Woman we have a score to settle with her”, she hissed. The young boy took one look at the two weirdly dressed woman and scattered up a back alley eyes white. People stopped in the street to stare. Catwoman, clad head to toe in black leather with matching tail and skull cap with ears and brandishing retractable claws that were fully extended. Poison Ivy was even more weirder. She wore a green spandex suit that was covered in leaves in fact her suit looked alive as she was wrapped in vines that coiled around each limb, but were thickest at her waist. What people didn’t know was the vines were alive and cued to her brain waves linked to her optic nerve, like a fighter jets head up display. The sheriff walked onto the street, “ladies I think that is far enough, we don’t like strangers with strange demands in these parts”, he said, “how about you go back where you come from”, he finished hands on his revolver holster for emphasis, it was a six shooter. “We’ll look what we have here a real old time sheriff”, Catwoman said in a high condescending voice. “Go home sheriff”, said Poison Ivy, “I want Wonder Woman”. They walked closer to each other. Poison Ivy looked at the sheriff and a vine shot out from her waist and began to curl its way towards him. He fast drew his shooting iron and cranked off a round towards it hitting the green leafy vine. “Good marksmanship sheriff but useless”, she said. He emptied the six shooter hand walking across the hammer as he blazed its 45 slugs into the green vine. Within seconds it crossed the gap wrapped its mass around his legs and dumped him on his ass. The vine coiled around his body binding him, it then became a seedling detaching itself from Poison Ivy and planting itself into a crack in the pavement. “That’s enough of that, let him go Poison Ivy”, said Wonder Woman walking onto the street.
“Ah, about time, but I guess a woman in your condition moves rather slower”, Catwoman said with a laugh. Wonder Woman had waddled onto the street and stood their hands on hips in her classic pose. But she didn’t look to intimidating standing their a baby had already dropped and she was due anytime, with her huge belly stretching her uniform tight and her heavy milk swollen tits barley contained by a strained bustier. “Well Wonder mom, by the way who’s the dad, never mind, we came for some of the Wonder milk you seem to be sharing with the neighborhood kids”, she said. Catwoman produced a suction cup and milk bottle from her black backpack. “Saw your paper spread, Poison Ivy needs some of your mam milk for her next generation of plantoids.” Meanwhile the vine’s suction cups had grabbed the sheriffs pants and was gradually pulling them off him. When his skivvies came off, the women watching the spectacle gasped when his big cock flopped out they heard he was a fine specimen of manhood. Their jaws hung open when a flower pod on the vine opened between the sheriff’s legs. It swiveled and then lunged onto his cock, their hands flew to their mouths, even Wonder Woman stopped and stared. The vine flower was jerking the sheriff off. “My god what the fuck”, said Chuck standing in the door way. “Oh yeah” that feels soooo good” said Poison Ivy as the sheriff couldn’t stop himself from pumping his seed into the vine as it finished jerking him off. Poison Ivy wasn’t as stunned as the rest of the spectators from her sexual stimulation. Another vine snaked itself from her waist towards Wonder Woman. Before she could react the vine had covered the distance and wrapped itself around one leg and up her waist. The vines suckers latched onto her bustier and before the crowd easily pulled down her bustier revealing her magnificent rack, the big brown areole and her inch long nipples. “Ah that’s better my dear, get those big boobies out in the open, now Catwoman go be a good Kitty and milk Wonder cow for me”, Poison Ivy directed.
The vines snaked out towards more victims, as people turned to flee. “Shit” Chuck said and deeked out into a doorway. Diana was struggling to rip off the vines but they had latched on to her clothing good and solid, her bustier had been pulled down exposing her big pregnant belly. Catwoman was advancing with a big grin across her face her nice teeth showing as she laughed at Wonder Woman struggling with the vines her big tits bouncing around for all to see. Chuck returned with a back pack and hand pump like firefighters use in the woods on forest fires. Poison Ivy starred at him as the squat muscled man with the hand squirted stepped onto the street. “Hey big boy, shall I pump your meat next”, she taunted. “Bitch, no one comes into our town looking like a Halloween party queen, jerking off our men and attacking our pregnant woman”, with that he squirted his first spray of the liquid at the vine holding the sheriff. When the spray hit the vine it immediately squirmed away turning a bright yellow from its myrtle green original color. Poison Ivy screamed in pain. “Hey bitch got your attention”, said Chuck walking toward her pumping the old fashioned brass spray nozzle at the vines stretched out before him. Poison Ivy send vines shooting towards him but as soon as they encountered the spray they turned yellow and tried to get away or died on the spot. Wonder Woman released her grasp on the vines and grabbed her tiara, with a flick of her wrist she sent it spinning the metal denser than uranium sliced through the vine that had been holding her and stuck in the asphalt. She quickly pulled the dead vines off her and turned to face the approaching Catwoman. Her first snap of the lasso shattered the milk bottle Catwoman had been carrying. With that Catwoman turned to run. She didn’t get far, the lasso snaked out again and wrapped around the black clad shapely woman.
Poison Ivy was wreathing in pain as her vines shriveled under the sprays onslaught. “What is that”, she screamed. “Well bitch its enhanced DDT, we use it here against all those really nasty vines and bugs”, Clem said. “What, that’s totally outlawaaaed, aaaaahhhh, stooooopppppp”, she screamed. A magic lasso appeared above her and dropped itself around Poison Ivy. Wonder Woman waddled up with both criminals wrapped in her lasso which she held in the middle. “All right you two, that’s enough resistance from both of you”, their struggles ended. “Now what shall we do with you pair” she thought, just then she got a boot from an unborn baby, “oh what a good idea.” “Catwoman, you shall stop being a criminal you shall take over the SPCA here in Smallville, oh and you’ll find a good man and become a mother lets say six kids”, she winked at Chuck. “Now Poison Ivy, you’ll stop this criminal activity, become a biology teacher here at the high school and get yourself good and pregnant, you should be good for at least six kids as well, start with the sheriff I think he is owed some attention”, she said. With that she released the lasso. The camera geek looked down from the second floor, he’d got the entire battle on film
“Oh God”, Diana said as she felt her water break and run down her legs, contractions she had been ignoring with her full focus on the battle overwhelmed her as she grabbed her belly. Ma took one look at her and said, Pa “she’s going into labor, git the truck she’s going to the hospital now,” she commanded. Diana’s delivery of the twins went well. However, the male nurse who was assisting would have a black and blue arm for quite awhile when Diana grabbed him as she was pushing with her final contractions. Meanwhile in Gotham city Barbara’s delivery was induced but with the help of a little sedation she got through it too. The two woman’s world settled down to a routine of feedings, diaper changing’s, domestic routine and much needed sleep. Ma sat down over tea with Diana, the babe’s were asleep together for a change. “Diana, you know you’ll have to make a choice soon”, she said. Diana nodded. “If you stay here you’ll never be Wonder Woman again, and to be frank you’ll have some more children, not that it’s a bad thing, I should know”, the matron said. “Yes, I know, I went and got some birth control pills just in case today”, she said, admitting that she’d be unlikely to be able to control her sexual needs after the twins despite her Amazon vows of abstinence. “I just remembered the sheriff asked you to come by, he has some questions for Wonder Woman dear, I’ll look after those gorgeous daughters of yours”.
Diana greeted Debbie the deputy sheriff, they discussed baby things as she was six months along to. The sheriff greeted Wonder Woman with a warm smile, god he thought you are one hot babe. “C’mon in Wonder Woman”, he motioned to the superheroine. He closed the door behind her. “Wonder Woman I never did thank you properly for the help”, he said. “Now I know you have much more experience in dealing with super criminals, but ummmh ever since that battle I’ve changed”, he stammered. “Yes sheriff often Poison Ivy’s pets have side effects, my breasts have never been the same since one of her plants sucked on them”, she said. “Exactly”, he said. “Show me”, she directed. He noted she had said that rather a little to fast. Like most men of Cutters Creek and Smallville he was not shy around women, and dropped his pants and skivvies. Diana hadn’t forgotten the size of his cock from before but this time it was matched by a pair of apple sized gonads. “You see ever since that thing sucked me off my balls have gotten bigger and I’ve needed to jerk off a couple of times a day, seen anything like it,” he asked? “Let me take a look”, she said. Flashbacks of handling horse cocks rushed through her mind. At first she examined his cock and balls clinically standing above him gazing down. Dian couldn’t resist touching his thing slowly stroking his now rigid pole. She squatted down in front of his foot long pole. “Umm Wonder Woman, I” he paused. He couldn’t resist starring down her ample cleavage provided by her position in front of him. Diana didn’t notice his instense look of concentration as he tried to resist his natural urge and failed. His cock spurt his white goo directly into her cleavage, the sperm splattering her bustier most of his gism running between her breasts. He stood awaiting Wonder Woman’s reaction, his penus getting soft and beginning to droop. She didn’t get up but reached back and unzipped her bustier, pulling it off and letting it fall onto the floor covered in his white semen. Diana reached up and grabbed his cock and began to rub its bulbous head onto the jizz that ran between here breasts. She was rubbing the sperm around her big tits circling her areole and then rubbing her nipples into hard inch long cylinders with his cock. Her fingers wrapped around the middle of his dick and she circled it under her breasts, then between her cleavage smearing his goo over each big tit. Matt was soon completely hard again, “ah that’s better” she said standing up. He reached down and pulled down her shorts, she wore no underwear. Diana arched her back as she interlocked her hands behind her head sticking her big tits in the air, showing off her endowment proudly. Diana backed up, and put her bare ass onto his desk. She leaned back pulling her bare legs back until her red spiked heeled boots touched the desk leaving her cunt wide open, and said “sheriff fuck me now.” My god, is he big she thought as his hard tool penetrated deeper into her wet love canal. Soon he was banging against her cervix, rubbing her G-spot hard. “Oh god in Hera”, she said trying not to be loud as he banged her on his desk. The sheriff pulled back and started pounding Wonder Woman like he was trying to drive her through the desk. "Ohhhhh yess... that's it baby... deeper... deeper! Yess! Yess! YESS! YESSSSSSS!!!!" Her pussy clamped down on the sheriff again and this time it actually fluttered. It was amazing. It was also irresistible. He blew her full of cum instantly. He pounded in deep and stayed there as his dick spat gob after gob of thick creamy sperm into her womb. Cum flowed like a river. His enhanced balls recharged quickly and a couple of minutes later he came in her again. The next load took fifteen minutes. By the time they were finally exhausted he had jetted his seed into her sweet belly five times.
God that cock felt soooo good she though getting off the desk. Now what to wear home, she picked up her bustier and the remains of his semen dripped out of it, “eeeewwww”, she said as more clear liquid dripped out of her bustier. Matt laughed, “what the matter honey, you liked it when I pumped you full of it,” he said with a grin. “Don’t be crude”, she replied, “Matt lend me your t-shirt, I um can’t wear this out”, she said. Matt smiled, even superheroines were just like the other bimbos he thought, even if they screwed like nobody he’d even had well maybe close to those two reformed super criminals he’d had the other day in a threesome. He picked up his muscle shirt and chucked it to Wonder Woman who had already pulled up her star spangled shorts and was standing their facing him her big boobs jutting out. She pulled on the threadbare white t-shirt, he thought that it was the sexiest thing he’s ever seen. The way her big breasts poked out the side stretching the shirt around her still semi-aroused nipples. Diana collected her top, she put on her power belt over the t-shirt and then modeled herself. “How’s this look”, she asked. Yes that’s okay she thought and stepped out before he had a chance to reply. The Deputy sheriff saw her and winked at her as she left.
In the outer lobby on the way out Diana ran into Sabrina the now ex-catwoman, they’d both become acquaintances now. She’d eyed up Diana’s quasi Wonder Woman uniform as she came down the stairs from the sheriffs office and said, “he’s quite the man isn’t he, I have certainly enjoyed making up with him,” she said with a laugh and big smile. “In fact I think he’s got me in the family way”, she said in a low conspirators voice. “I guess you have to,” she said passing her and noting the stained patch in her star spangled shorts that she suspected were the sheriffs juices trying to escape. Diana stopped and turned to face Sabrina. Diana smiled at her, “he is quite a fellow”, she said. “Interesting wardrobe Wonder Woman”, she said just a little cattily, it was ingrained after all and an idea popped into her head with typical ex-feline quickness. “Wonder Woman, I think something also stained your power belt (she’d seen her bustier in the bag she was carrying, bet that liquid is cum too, she thought), you’d get the same hippie look if you used your lasso”, she said coyly. Blushing a bit, Diana replied, “thanks, good idea”, she said unhooking her power belt and slipping it into the bag with her soiled bustier. She took two loops of her lasso and wrapped it around her waist and ties it off, “their” she said modeling it for her friend. “Going for the hippie look”, Sabrina said quietly slipping a hand into the extra loops hanging down at the superheroines waist. Diana felt the jolt of the lasso’s power over her as Sabrina’s hand slipped into the lasso binding her in stasis. “A Wonder Woman, don’t move”, Sabrina whispered, “I shall obey” she responded automatically. Sabrina couldn’t believe it, okay now for a little fun, “you commanded me to have a child and now I would like you to do the same, I think the trampy look suits you, and I think you should convince the rest of your superheroine friends to become moms as well, and don’t remember any of this”, concluded Sabrina. Removing her hand from the lasso she said “Diana, I think I was wrong the power belt works better, here I’ve cleaned it off”, she removed the lasso and placed it in the bag with the bustier. “You might try a mico-mini skirt with that outfit it would work well to”, she said. “Oh” she said turning, “poison Ivy, I mean… yeah you know, she said to be careful with the sheriff as his sperm is now enhanced and stays potent for some time after, bye” she said. Oh great thought Diana, and I left those damn pills on the shelf. “Thanks for the tip”, she said heading out. The ex-Catwoman looked at her blue shorts peeking out from her see through t-shirt, she’s still a super slut, hope he knocked you up, you look more like a hooker than a superheroine but that should help you fulfill that little command I gave you.
Diana walked onto the main street here big tits swaying with her natural rhythm under the thin t-shirt for everyone to see. A couple of the boys sitting outside in the coffee shop veranda cat whistled at her and she smiled and waved back at them. Driving up main street Chuck first saw the red boots and swinging ass, and thought their was a new hooker in town, then he recognized Wonder Woman. He pulled up in his old pickup, window down, “Hey Wonder Woman need a ride back to Smallville, going your way”? “Sure Clem” she said with a smile. “I sure like your new look”, he said leering at her. It had an immediate effect on him and he soon had a huge hard on which was quite evident. “I can see that Chuck”, she said. With a mischievous grin Diana reached over and unzipped his jean letting his big purple headed cock pop out. Diana bent over and with a lick of her lips as he watched began to suck his cock. At first she just wrapped her tongue around his head but soon she was sucking it with gusto. Her teeth teased and nipped his bulbous head and alternately she would wrap her lips around it and suck while teasing with her tongue. Chuck had a hard time concentrating as Diana applied her superheroine strength to sucking his cock, he took a dirt side road lest he drive off the bloody road. He blew his first load into her mouth just as he reached a little clearing with a small clear pond. Diana got most of it but some dribbled out of her mouth with the power of his ejaculation, and her somewhat awkward positioning. He’d also had trouble shifting, her big tits were in the way and he kept groping them instead of shifting as hse bent over him. Licking her lips clean Diana eyed the placid calm water and decided she needed a rinse, and perhaps a swim. They both got out of the pickup. “C’mon lets skinny dip”, said Chuck pulling off his cloths. Diana followed suit, it didn’t take long. Soon both were giggling and splashing each other. Chuck grabbed her and pulled her against him, he kissed her deeply and she responded getting the tongue in return. She could feel his cock hard against her thigh and reached down and put it inside. Her legs wrapped around him and he pushed harder into her. “Yes”, she yelled as he gradually impaled her. “Oh that feels so good” she cooed as she rode him. “Mmmmmmm, that’s it baby she coached as his banana cock rubber her the right way. He didn’t last long and a stream of baby makers entered her womb. Momentarily sated Diana floated on her back in the sunlight head back in the water her breasts buoyant and bulging from her chest her nipples partially hard both from the coolness of the water and her post sex after glow. Fine mermaid she’d make thought Chuck as he stared after her. Diana ever practical soon waded out of the water and retrieved her Wonder Woman clothing. She sat at the waters edge on her knees and washed out her clothing. So this is what the cave women looked like thought Chuck as he watched her rinse her sex soiled clothing and then stand and hang it from a nearby tree to dry in the sunlight. That done she settled on the grass for a nap letting the warm sun play across her naked body, oh that feels so good she thought imagining herself to feel like a house cat curled up in the sun beams.
He sat their starring at her for awhile as she lay naked on her back. He couldn’t help himself and was soon hard again. With that he got up and squatted across her chest placing his big cock between her ample breasts. She looked up having sensed his movement but to relaxed to move more than open her eyes. Diana felt the heat from his hard cock between her sensitive breasts, but it felt good and she cupped her breasts together with her hands to give his big cock greater resistance. Diana liked to be tit fucked, her breasts had always been so sensitive. Diana tilted her head forward, as Chuck’s cock got close enough she licked it. She heard him groan. “Put it inside”, she commanded and spread her legs to give him easy access to her well wetted cunt. Chuck was pretty far gone already, so it wasn't long before he felt that feeling deep in his balls that he knew meant his dick would soon be spouting thick ropes of cum. So he slid his fingers back to the top of her slit and tried to find her rather pronounce G-spot bump again. It was pretty easy and obviously quite stimulated. Diana groaned and her hips wagged back and forth a couple of times. Then he felt that hot liquid shoot out of her again, all around the head of his cock. He pushed on it about the same time as the first shot of Matts sperm blasted out and managed to get it far enough in her that all of his sperm went inside of her. He pumped himself dry, this being his third ejaculation in a short time, his balls were spent.
They lay together for a short while, she content with her lover, he wanted to make sure his sperm stayed inside her so he’d get her knocked up again. Diana noted her clothing seemed dry and pushed Chuck off to get dressed it was getting late. “No don’t wear that I like your first outfit”, Chuck said. “I’m sure you do”, she said smiling but picking up the white t-shirt and pulling it on all the same. Diana seemed to have all but forgotten about the need for birth control. Chuck needn’t have tried so hard he’d been beaten to the punch so to speak. Diana was a very fertile woman, and Matt had been an exceptionally potent man to start with his enhanced sperm, and five full loads of jizz unloaded into Diana’s womb had given him the edge over Chucks conventional although well endowed equipment. Three of his sperm had found fertile eggs and were as they got dressed already growing in her womb.
Ma picked up the discarded pregnancy test from the waste bin in Diana apartment, it was positive, yup she thought pa was right you’re a breeder now. Diana’s phone rang, ma answered it automatically. It was Diana’s sister. “Hi ma its Wonder Girl,” she said “Can you pass a message to my sister” she asked. “Sure whats on your mind”, she answered. “Listen I know Diana’s been real concerned about what mother was going to decide about the twins, tell her mom’s pregnant, so things were cool, isn’t that so cool”, she chattered. M a agreed with the babbling teenager and thought to herself I bet she doesn’t know that Diana was pregnant again. Barbara arrived at Smallville to share some news as well as show off her new daughter. She was pregnant again with Robin’s child, apparently another birth control accident; she’d guessed the news already based on a tabloid photo expose. The latest tabloid news had a bevy of superheroines showing of their baby mounds. The tabloids couldn’t resist maintaining a weekly superheroine spread. Wonder Woman continued to provide good copy for them as she publicly nursed her two girls. What Diana didn’t know yet was the fact that of the three fetuses growing in her womb one was a male, something exceptionally rare for an amazon mother. But that’s another story.