Diana and Maeve practically galloped on all fours to the beach front where Zatanna’s moans could be heard from the city square. Every now and then they could hear howling from the beach, ragged and hoarse. "Faster, we have to get to her." Once they passed the canopy of trees to the open waters at the island’s perimeter the two Sergals stopped in their tracks to take in what was happening. Circe desperately tried to keep up with the gigantic furry orb of fertility Zatanna had become, magically levitating the cubs the magician bore like a game of hot potato.
"By Hera!"
Zatanna herself was bucking her hips wildly, her talons roaming from her massive leaking breasts and belly to grip at her wide hips and ass, even lifting her leg up when another form exited her pussy. The look on the Sergal’s face said it all, she wasn’t in pain. She was overwhelmed! Eyes squinted shut and her tongue lolling out of her long snout Zatanna looked like she was grinding against an invisible lover, her bus sized belly limiting her movements but not enough to keep her from acting out each mind blowing orgasm rocking through her system every time she birthed another cub.
"It’s about TIME someone showed up! I can’t keep up with her, she’s like a damn cannon."
Blinking at the forty or so cubs mewling and squirming in the air Diana looked up to see what Circe was talking about. The great pressure of Zatanna’s womb was popping her kids out with enough force that pushing almost wasn’t necessary, if Circe wasn’t there when the Sergal magician’s water broke she would most likely be firing her kids out into the sea.
"STOP GAWKING AND HELP ME!!!"
Blinking out of their stupor the two Sergals ran up and caught what they could, plucking leaves off the palm trees nearby and wrapping the bundles of cubs in them. Setting them all on the warm sands the trio of Sergal women tried to catch up to Zatanna’s labours. By the time she became half her size Zatanna’s loud cries of passion shallowed out into whimpers and soft moans, hugging her melon sized breasts like pillows that gushed out warm milk from her squeezing. "Pff, SHE seems to be enjoying herself." Huffing while using her magic to direct the traffic of newborns exiting Zatanna’s birth canal, her own litter had yet to be born, her crowded womb forcing the demi-goddess to stand almost bow legged to make room for her massive belly, her own breasts wobbled with her heavy breath.
"It’s probably so much she can’t even FEEL the pain." Catching each newborn and wrapping them in the leafy blankets Maeve shrugged her shoulders. "She probably doesn’t even register that we’re here."
Thinking on what her daughter had said Diana looked up at Zatanna’s face and slowly agreed. The Sergal woman’s face looked like she was gone, wriggling her wide hips and ass and biting her lip when another cub stretched her pussy wider. By now she had birthed over 200 cubs and yet that was less than half of what she really carried, her breasts gushed milk like they were garden hoses, forming moist pools where taloned toes dangled feet from the sandy beach. On some level Diana was a little jealous of Zatanna, her ambition and love of her drove the magician to bear as many children as she could in Wonder Woman’s name. She didn’t even THINK it was possible for the Sergal to be so pregnant but the longer she looked up at her friend and the army of children crying on the sands made Diana’s thighs wriggle, her own nipples going stiff at the mental image of being so incredibly pregnant herself. "Maybe one day…"
It took over 3 hours for Zatanna to birth her entire litter, the woman laying on her back and completely unconscious while Diana, Maeve and Circe tended to the black furred sergal cubs crying away in a makeshift nursery on the beach. Without her house sized belly taking up the whole of her Zatanna still looked big but now in a different way. It was almost like she had grown larger overall. Her hips had grown to be almost a meter wide, her thighs thick and solid along with an ass that looked like it belonged on an elephant. Her breast’s milk output never ceased during her labour and drowned out the sand around her, almost like she had just came back from a swim. Wonder Woman felt for sure she seemed taller as well, perhaps a foot or two from her previous 7 foot height. Hearing the chorus of children crying hungrily for their mother Diana shrugged her shoulders and went about bringing them to her own breasts, feeling their mouths latch on and suckle her own milk.
Circe had thought one step ahead and twirled her fingers, a dairy pump appeared next to the sleeping Zatanna and started draining her of her creamy payload, filling up bottles and passing them over to the loudest of the crying infants. Smirking back at the purple furred Sergal Diana gave a light nod when Circe finally collapsed and laid back on the beach.
"Congratulations Circe, you have redeemed yourself."
"Yeah, yeah… Tell me when she wakes up so I can tell her not to do this again, she’s not a termite queen after all." Leaning her head back and letting sleep claim her Circe’s spell continued on even while she slept. Occasionally her talons moved to rub circles around her own crowded belly. Smiling down at her two comrades and friends Wonder Woman could only giggle when she pulled the two full cubs from her breasts to feed another set of twins to nurse. "I don’t know Circe, I just might try it out myself one day…"
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"Oh Kitten… You’ve been holding out on me!" Watching her newest thrall type in the pass codes to the vault and standing back to let her through Cheetah stepped into the filled storage bay with heavy steps. Barely recognizable from her old self the only word to best describe her was… Big! Followed by HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!
Standing proudly at over 9 feet tall Cheetah had become a towering wall of muscle and spotted fur, mixing the venom and blockbuster drug she stole turned her into a giantess of raw monstrous strength. The claws on her hands and feet had become more pronounced and her back sported spines or quills that lined down to the base of her tail. Her red hair now spilled down to her rear and almost made her look like a lioness instead of a cheetah woman. On one hand she wore a white power ring and on the other a black ring, giving her the power of life AND death at her command. She smartly knew not to get them close enough otherwise they’d cancel each other out. Her growth and transformation had also given her flaring hips and thighs, her rear a solid heart shape and breasts that jutted proudly from her chest. A terrible goddess of death and destruction Cheetah had turned herself into something that would have given Doomsday or even Darksied a run for his money.
"Ah here we are, I KNEW you had a piece sitting around." Shoving the rest of the boxes and items sitting on the large storage shelf out of her way like they were paper Cheetah outstretched her fingers and gently picked up a shard of kryptonite, the thing glowing a bright green from her clawed finger tips. "Bottoms up." Opening her mouth wide she dropped the radioactive pebble down into her open maw and swallowed hard, feeling the energy from the space rock like a tiny warmth. "Final piece of the puzzle, get ready Diana we’ve got some unfinished business to deal with. Thundering out of the storage bay Cheetah pulled Kitten away from the door, petting her head before slapping her ass hard.
"Come on kitty, momma has got some plans to take care of, but first let’s have some fun."
"Mew…" Calling up to her new master with glee the former Amanda Waller didn’t have time to react when Cheetah hoisted her up and pinned her against the wall, kissing her hard. "When I’m done with that Wonder bitch I’m going to take superman and have him eat out this pussycat!" Pressing herself hard against Kitten her firm breasts mashed against her new servant’s, causing the changed cat woman to giggle and meow at the attention.