Unfolding her wings and letting them flap behind her she took a good hard look at her new self, at three times her old weight she should have felt uncomfortable, or ugly. Instead a strong wave of impulses rushed through her; the images of a mother bear eating its weight in food for the winter. A mosquito drinking enough blood to barely fly off the arm it drank from. A heifer having eaten enough grass that it stood out bloated and full.

Mari McCabe didn’t feel ugly, she felt… womanly, FEMALE. Her hips and ass were large and inviting, she couldn’t stop staring at it when she turned to look over her shoulder. Her arms and legs were thick with corded muscle and fat, proving she was strong and healthy. Her breasts were large and full… And sensitive, flicking one of her thick nipples elicited a whimper from the hybrid woman, forcing her to bite her lip to stifle a moan. Her four hands began to roam over her curves, centering on her sensitive spots. Falling to her knees her tongue lolled out of her fanged mouth, panting for air. With all four of her hands at her pussy her moans came unhindered, the air becoming spicy with her scent from all her ministrations. She needed a mate, a pack, a herd, a swarm, all of the animal spirits in her cried out as one, which expressed itself as a feral moan that could be heard from her room.

"Mari? You OK in there?"

Hearing Hawkgirl’s voice from the kitchen Vixen breathed through her nose, her nostrils flaring, her heart beat booming. Regaining her self-control Vixen whimpered and staggered back to her feet. Shaking her head Mari cleared her thoughts and joined the others once she could smell the sweet aroma of breakfast.

***

Meeting with her teammates the four Vixens sat and ate in the living room, like Mari they had taken off their ruined costumes and wore what remained of their underwear, at least until they could find something that fit. "Guess we’re going to have to find something else to wear, none of my tops fit anymore."

"Peh… I had an entire wardrobe made custom for all my performances on Vegas, all of that is out in the trash now, figures…"

"Mmm, this is delicious. You girls have GOT to eat this."

Digging in the ladies ate with wild abandon, at first they took to using forks and knives but after a few minutes they had gone to simply shoveling food into their mouths with their hands. The more they ate the more hungry they became, becoming more desperate to grab that last strip of bacon, the final scoop of scrambled eggs or potatoes on the table. All the while there was a scent in the air, flowery yet spicy it made the others pause from swallowing to sniff the air and inhale deeply. "Ooh… Smells nice…"

Blushing despite their scaly skin the four continued to eat, yet their eyes darted to one another from time to time. "Oh look, you spilt some on yourself." Leaning forward Dinah noticed a ketchup spill on Mari’s exposed breasts, with a hazy look in her eyes the blonde furred and scaled chimera licked at the ketchup stain, tracing her tongue up the woman’s cleavage, up her neck and eventually to her fanged lips. What started out as a curious act turned into full on making out. Pressed up together with their breasts heaving against each other the two chimera women moaned and cooed, their four hands mingling with each other briefly before seeking out curves to caress and grope.

Zatanna and Hawkgirl watched on, their breathing skipped and laboured. They looked to each other briefly, their faces flushed with heat, their eyes wanting, no other invitation was required when they collided together in a passionate kiss. Rolling onto their sides Vixen and Canary pulled away briefly only to tug off whatever left they were wearing, planting butterfly kisses on each other’s lips then colliding roughly together, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths deeply. Rolling onto her back Mari squirmed when she felt Dinah’s many hands grope the curves of her breasts and between her thighs, a shudder rolling through her from the sensitivity. What was going on? She wasn’t a lesbian… Was she?

Despite questioning her sexuality the chocolate scaled chimera woman gasped out a moan when she felt Black Canary use the tip of her own tail to penetrate her folds. Mari hissed out in pleasure, giving the blonde a wry look. "Sneaky bitch…" Doing the same it made Vixen smirk to see her rear up and keen at being penetrated by her tail, twisting and curling the tip to make her buck and squirm.

For the next hour their meal was forgotten the four Vixens slowly inched together, with Canary and Hawkgirl nipped at her breasts while Zattana lapped at her pussy, arching her back to give them space Mari wailed and moaned like a lioness, her orgasms rocking through her like a crashing tidal wave. Exhausted and satisfied they clung to each other, nuzzling against each other’s curves affectionately.

It was going to be a while before they back on patrol…