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Wonder Dynamics	By : EroticPower Category: DC Verse Comics > Wonder Woman Views: 2498 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Part One
- 1
Cheetah crouched behind the bank's counter, her teeth bared in a wicked grin as she held the trembling hostages captive. Her sleek, muscular form was a blur of motion as she darted from one end of the room to the other, her movements fluid and lethal. Her golden eyes glittered with a feral intensity as she taunted the police outside, her voice a low, sultry purr that sent shivers down the spines of the hostages.
"Come and get me, boys," she purred, her voice a siren's call that echoed through the bank's marble halls. "If you've got the guts, that is."
Outside, the police captain barked orders over the loudspeaker, his voice a sharp contrast to Cheetah's sensual taunts. The sound of gunfire rang out as the officers opened fire on the building, but Cheetah was too quick for them. She swept past the hostages, her long, sinuous tail lashing out to knock the officers back as she grabbed one of the hostages and dragged her outside.
"Stand down!" the captain bellowed, frustration tingeing his voice. "We can't risk the lives of the hostages!"
Cheetah laughed, a primal sound that sent a chill down the hostages' spines. "I'm not letting them go until Wonder Woman shows up," she snarled, her eyes flashing with a feral hunger. "And if she doesn't get here soon, I'll start with this pretty little thing right here."
She licked the hostage's head with a quick, rough swipe of her tongue, savoring the taste of fear and desperation that clung to the woman's skin. "I'm getting hungry, boys," she purred, her eyes locked on the officers. "If you don't hurry, I might just have a little snack."
As the officers hesitated, unsure of what to do, the sound of rushing wind filled the air. Wonder Woman appeared, her red-and-gold costume gleaming in the sunlight as she landed gracefully in front of the bank. The police captain rushed to her side, his eyes filled with relief as he briefed her on the situation.
"Thank the gods you're here, Wonder Woman," he said, his voice trembling with emotion. "Cheetah's got the hostages, and she's threatening to kill them if you don't show up."
Wonder Woman's eyes narrowed as she took in the scene before her, her jaw set in a determined line. "I'll take care of it," she said, her voice calm and confident. "Just keep the officers back, and I'll handle Cheetah."
The tension inside the bank grew thicker than ever. Cheetah, her body tense and ready for battle, held the female hostage close to her chest. Her eyes were fixed on Wonder Woman, who stood across the room, her stance firm and unwavering.
"Let the hostages go," Wonder Woman demanded, her voice steady and strong.
Cheetah chuckled, her voice dripping with malice. "Oh, no, dear. That won't be happening anytime soon."
Wonder Woman stepped forward, her lasso coiled at her side. "Put your hands on the ground," she instructed, her tone soft yet commanding.
Cheetah released the hostage, sending her tumbling to the floor. As the woman scrambled to safety, Cheetah turned her attention back to Wonder Woman.
"You really think you can beat me?" she sneered, her voice laced with contempt.
Before Wonder Woman could react, Cheetah lunged forward, her claws slicing through the air. Wonder Woman deftly dodged the attack, her lasso flying through the air to ensnare Cheetah's hand. With a swift yank, she pulled Cheetah off balance, sending her crashing to the ground.
As they both struggled to regain their footing, Cheetah managed to rake her claws across Wonder Woman's face, drawing blood. Wonder Woman stumbled back, her vision clouded with pain and anger.
"You're weak," Cheetah jeered, her eyes gleaming with disdain. "Your kind always underestimate the power of desire."
Wonder Woman tried to fight back, her fists flying through the air. But Cheetah was too quick, her movements fluid and deadly. She evaded each strike, her laughter ringing through the bank.
"Keep fighting," she taunted, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "It only makes you more tired."
With a final burst of strength, Wonder Woman tackled Cheetah, pinning her to the ground. Cheetah's laughter faded, replaced by a smirk. She reached out, her fingers brushing against Wonder Woman's cheek, tracing the scratch mark left by her claws.
"This is one of the deadliest poisons in the universe," she whispered, her voice low and seductive. "For humans, it's deadly within seconds. For Amazons, it merely knocks them out."
Wonder Woman's mind raced, her thoughts a jumbled mess of confusion and fear. She tried to push herself up, to break free from Cheetah's grasp. But her limbs felt heavy, her body weighed down by exhaustion.
Cheetah noticed the change in Wonder Woman's expression, the slight waver in her resolve. She leaned closer, her lips curling into a predatory smile.
"You know, I've been wanting to eat you," she purred, her voice a low growl that seemed to vibrate through the bank. "But there are bigger plans for you."
Wonder Woman's eyes widened, her heart pounding in her chest. She tried to speak, to protest, but her words came out slurred and garbled. Cheetah's laughter echoed through the bank, a cruel reminder of her impending defeat.
As Wonder Woman's consciousness began to fade, Cheetah leaned closer, her breath hot against Wonder Woman's ear.
"Go to sleep, my dear," she murmured, her voice a soothing whisper. "Just like a baby."

Later on,Wonder Woman blinked her eyes open, groggily trying to focus on her surroundings. She found herself lying on a cold, stone slab in the center of an ancient temple, her wrists and ankles bound by dark purple energy that crackled menacingly.
As her vision cleared, she saw Cheetah looming over her, her golden eyes gleaming with a mixture of desire and triumph.
"Ah, you're finally awake," Cheetah purred, her voice dripping with sensuality. "I was beginning to think you'd sleep through our entire encounter."
Wonder Woman glared at her captor, her mind racing as she tried to piece together what had happened. "What have you done to the hostages?" she demanded, her voice strained.
Cheetah waved a dismissive paw. "They were of no consequence. I only wanted you."
"Why?" Wonder Woman asked, her brow furrowed in confusion.
Cheetah leaned down, her lips curving into a wicked smile as she trailed a finger down Wonder Woman's cheek. "Because you're simply irresistible, my dear. And besides, I have plans for you."
Wonder Woman's heart skipped a beat as a shiver ran down her spine. "What kind of plans?"
Cheetah straightened up, her eyes flickering towards the shadows at the edge of the room. "Plans that involve a little help from an old friend."
A figure stepped forward, emerging from the darkness. Wonder Woman's eyes widened in surprise as she recognized Circe, her arch-nemesis and one of the most powerful sorceresses in the world.
"Circe," Wonder Woman hissed, her voice filled with venom. "What are you doing here?"
Circe smirked, her eyes glinting with malice. "Just lending a helping hand, my dear. Or should I say paw?" She gestured towards Cheetah, who growled in response.
Wonder Woman's mind raced as she tried to make sense of the situation. "But why?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Circe sauntered towards her, her hips swaying provocatively. "Because, darling, Cheetah has been feeling rather... neglected lately. And I thought it was high time she got what she deserved."
Wonder Woman's heart sank as she realized the true extent of Cheetah's betrayal. "You're turning me into one of them, aren't you?" she accused, her voice trembling.

Cheetah's eyes gleamed with desire. "Yes, my dear. And once you're transformed, we'll be able to indulge in our most primal desires without any inhibitions."
Wonder Woman shook her head, her eyes pleading. "Please, don't do this. I beg of you."
Circe chuckled, her voice low and seductive. "It's too late for begging, my dear. The transformation has already begun."
Wonder Woman felt a wave of panic wash over her as she realized the truth of Circe's words. She struggled against her bonds, her heart pounding in her chest as she tried to break free. But it was no use - the dark magic held her fast, leaving her helpless against Cheetah and Circe's sinister plans.
Cheetah leaned down, her lips brushing against Wonder Woman's ear. "Don't worry, my dear. It won't hurt... much." She purred, her voice filled with a mixture of lust and cruelty.
Wonder Woman closed her eyes, her heart heavy with despair as she prepared herself for the inevitable.

Meanwhile Detective Rodriguez surveyed the bank with a critical eye, taking in the broken glass, scattered debris, and lingering scent of smoke. He turned to Steve Trevor and the ARGUS team that had just arrived.
"Who the hell are you?" Rodriguez demanded, crossing his arms over his broad chest.
Trevor extended a hand. "Steve Trevor, ARGUS. We're taking over the investigation."
Rodriguez eyed Trevor's hand skeptically before shaking it. "Fine. What do you want to know?"
Trevor glanced around the bank. "Tell me everything you know about what happened here."
Rodriguez launched into a detailed account of the events leading up to the arrival of ARGUS, including the hostage situation, the appearance of Cheetah, and the subsequent disappearance of both her and Wonder Woman.
Trevor listened intently, occasionally interrupting with questions. When Rodriguez mentioned the strange poison and teleportation, Trevor's expression became serious.
He knelt down to examine the area where Wonder Woman had been knocked unconscious. Using a high-tech pair of glasses, he scanned the substance on the floor.
"This poison matches traces found at Circe's temple in Brazil," Trevor said, standing up. "We need to move quickly."
Rodriguez looked skeptical. "You think Cheetah and Wonder Woman were transported to Circe's temple?"
Trevor nodded. "It's the only explanation that makes sense. We need to get there as soon as possible."
Rodriguez hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Fine. I'll have my team relay all the information we have to ARGUS."
Trevor turned to his team. "Get a helicopter ready. We're heading to Brazil."
As the team rushed to comply, Trevor turned back to Rodriguez. "One more thing. Keep this quiet. We don't want to alert Cheetah or Circe to our plans if this reaches the public."
Rodriguez nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "Good luck, Trevor. Bring Wonder Woman back safely."
Trevor gave a curt nod before rushing off to join his team. Rodriguez watched him go, a mix of admiration and skepticism on his face.

Circe stood over Wonder Woman, her eyes gleaming with excitement and anticipation. In her hand, she held an ancient dagger, its blade sharp enough to cut through even the Amazonian princess's skin.
"This is going to hurt, Diana," Circe taunted, tracing the tip of the blade lightly over Wonder Woman's palm. "But trust me, the pleasure that comes afterward will be worth it."
Before Wonder Woman could react, Circe drew the dagger across her hand, slicing open a shallow wound. Blood welled up from the cut, dripping down onto the maze-like symbol etched into the stone slab beneath her.
Wonder Woman hissed in pain, but she refused to give Circe the satisfaction of hearing her scream. Instead, she focused on the magic coursing through her veins, feeling it respond to the blood she had shed.
At first, the transformation was subtle. Her skin grew warmer, flush with the heat of the magic. Her muscles tensed and relaxed, preparing for the changes to come. And then, without warning, the pain hit.
It felt like a thousand needles stabbing into her flesh, tearing and rending her apart from the inside out. Wonder Woman cried out, her voice echoing through the chamber as the magic took hold.
Circe watched with a mixture of fascination and sadism as Wonder Woman's body contorted and twisted. Muscles bulged and shifted, bones snapped and realigned. And through it all, Wonder Woman remained conscious, aware of every excruciating moment.
As the transformation continued, Wonder Woman became acutely aware of another presence in the room. It was a familiar scent, a familiar feeling. She recognized it immediately, even as her mind rebelled against the idea.
Cheetah.
The thought sent a wave of shame and desire washing over Wonder Woman. She could feel herself responding to the cheetah's presence, her body yearning for something she knew she shouldn't want.
No, she thought fiercely. I won't give in to this. I won't become a monster.
But even as she made the decision, she could feel herself slipping. The magic was too strong, too irresistible. And with each passing moment, she found herself becoming more and more like the creature she had once feared and hated.
Finally, the transformation was complete. Wonder Woman lay there, panting and sweating, her body a mass of bruises and cuts. But even as she struggled to catch her breath, she could feel the power coursing through her veins.
She looked down at herself, her eyes widening in shock. Where there had once been smooth, unbroken skin, now stood a monstrous form. Her body was larger, more muscular, and covered in sleek, tawny fur. And where there had once been a smooth, flat plane, now jutted a massive, throbbing cock.
She looked up at Circe, her eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and lust. "What have you done to me?" she demanded, her voice barely above a whisper.
Circe smiled, her eyes alight with triumph. "I've given you a gift, Diana. A chance to embrace your true nature. To become something more than just a hero."
Wonder Woman shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "No," she whispered. "I won't let you win. I won't become a monster."
Cheetah stepped forward, her hips swaying suggestively. "Oh, don't be so dramatic, Diana," she purred, running a finger down Wonder Woman's chest. "You know you want this. You've always wanted this."
Wonder Woman recoiled at the touch, disgust and desire warring within her. "No," she said again, louder this time. "I won't let you corrupt me. I won't give in to this curse."
But even as she spoke the words, she could feel herself slipping. The cheetah's scent was everywhere, surrounding her, consuming her. And with each passing moment, she found herself becoming more and more like the creature she had once feared and hated.

With a roar of frustration and desire, Wonder Woman launched herself at Cheetah, her body moving with a speed and grace she hadn't known she possessed. Cheetah hissed, her eyes flashing with surprise and excitement.
The two creatures circled each other, their eyes locked in a battle of wills. For a moment, it seemed as though Wonder Woman might regain control, might resist the magnetic pull of the cheetah's presence.
But then, with a sudden burst of speed, Wonder Woman charged, tackling Cheetah to the ground. The two of them rolled across the stone floor, their bodies entwined in a tangle of fur and muscle.
Wonder Woman could feel herself losing control, could feel the beast within her taking over. She wanted to fight, to resist the urge to give in to her newfound desires. But it was no use. The magic was too strong, too all-consuming.
With a snarl of surrender, Wonder Woman gave in, surrendering to the lust and desire that had been building inside her since the transformation began. She and Cheetah tore at each other's bodies, their hands exploring every inch of exposed skin.
Cheetah's hands roamed over Wonder Woman's body, exploring every inch of her furred skin. The texture was unlike anything Cheetah had ever felt before, yet it seemed oddly familiar. Her fingers traced the contours of Wonder Woman's muscles, feeling the heat radiating from her lover's body. She leaned in, pressing her lips to Wonder Woman's neck, tasting the salt of her skin.
Wonder Woman moaned softly, arching her back as Cheetah's hands explored her body. She felt a surge of lust coursing through her veins, fueled by the sensation of being desired by another woman. Her mind raced with thoughts of what she wanted to do next, but she couldn't deny the primal urge to dominate.
She reached behind herself, grabbing the hem of her skirt and pulling it off in one swift motion. With a low growl, she straddled Cheetah's face, positioning herself so that her cock rested against her lover's mouth. She slapped Cheetah's cheek lightly with her cock, hearing the sound echo through the chamber.
Cheetah's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't flinch away. Instead, she opened her mouth wider, inviting Wonder Woman to enter. Wonder Woman hesitated for a moment, then pushed forward, feeling the resistance of Cheetah's lips against her cock. As she sank deeper, she heard Cheetah's soft gasp of pleasure.
"Good kitty," Wonder Woman purred, her voice thick with desire. "Now suck."
Cheetah obeyed, her tongue tracing the length of Wonder Woman's cock as she sucked gently. Wonder Woman groaned, her fingers digging into Cheetah's hair as she held her head steady. She began to thrust slowly, savoring the feeling of Cheetah's warm mouth surrounding her cock.
Circe watched, her breath coming faster now. She could feel her own arousal growing as she watched the two women together. She licked her lips, imagining what it would be like to taste Wonder Woman's cock herself.
As Wonder Woman continued to fuck Cheetah's mouth, she could feel the tension building within her. She gripped Cheetah's shoulders, holding her firmly as she picked up speed. Her cock felt like it was on fire, the pleasure building to a crescendo.
"I'm going to cum," she warned, her voice strained.
Cheetah moaned softly, her own orgasm building as she felt Wonder Woman's cock twitching in her mouth. She held Wonder Woman's hips, guiding her deeper as she sucked harder.
Wonder Woman's body tensed, her muscles contracting as she came. She held Cheetah's head firmly, forcing her cock deeper as she released her cum into her lover's mouth. Cheetah's body shook with her own orgasm, her pussy spasming around nothing.
As the two women came back down from their climaxes, Wonder Woman pulled back, her cock still twitching with the aftershocks of her orgasm. She looked down at Cheetah, her eyes filled with a mixture of lust and satisfaction.
"You're a good kitty," she whispered, her voice still thick with desire.
Cheetah smiled, her eyes shining with pleasure. "And you're a good lioness," she replied, her voice equally breathless.
Wonder Woman leaned down, pressing her lips to Cheetah's as they shared a long, lingering kiss. As they broke apart, they looked up to see Circe watching them, her eyes filled with a mixture of awe and desire.
"I think you've both earned a reward," she said, her voice low and sultry. "Shall we continue this little party in my bed?"

Meanwhile, Steve Trevor and the ARGUS team are on a helicopter headed towards Circe's temple in Brazil. However, as they approach the temple, they suddenly find themselves caught in a powerful magical force field that sends their helicopter hurtling towards the ground.
The impact is brutal, and the helicopter is destroyed on impact. Miraculously, Steve survives, but he knows that time is short. He quickly assesses the situation and realizes that the soldiers searching for them are under Circe's mind control.
Steve sneaks up behind the first soldier and takes him down with a swift punch to the back of the neck. The second soldier is more cautious and puts up a fight, but Steve manages to disarm him and knock him unconscious.
However, the third soldier is different. He's clearly trained in close combat and puts up a formidable resistance. Steve and the soldier exchange several blows, each one landing solid hits. Steve can feel his ribs cracking with each punch, but he refuses to give up.
The soldier manages to land a particularly strong punch to Steve's jaw, sending him reeling. Steve falls to the ground, dazed and disoriented. The soldier advances on him, grinning sadistically.
But Steve isn't finished yet. He grabs a nearby rock and throws it at the soldier, hitting him square in the forehead. The soldier stumbles backward, giving Steve enough time to get back on his feet.
The fight continues, with neither opponent gaining the upper hand. Steve manages to land a few solid hits, but the soldier keeps getting back up. Just when Steve thinks he might finally have the advantage, the soldier pulls out a knife and lunges at him.
Steve narrowly avoids the blade, but the soldier manages to slice his arm. Steve feels a surge of pain, but he doesn't let it distract him. Instead, he uses the soldier's momentum against him, flipping him over and pinning him to the ground.
With the soldier pinned down, Steve reaches for his gun, but before he can grab it, the soldier headbutts him, causing him to momentarily lose consciousness.
When Steve comes to, he finds himself staring down the barrel of the soldier's gun. But just as the soldier is about to pull the trigger, Steve manages to kick the gun out of his hand. The two opponents scramble for the weapon, grappling with each other in a desperate struggle for survival.
Finally, Steve manages to gain the upper hand, disarming the soldier and knocking him unconscious. Gasping for breath, Steve surveys the damage. His body is battered and bruised, but he knows that he can't rest yet. He has to get to Circe's temple and stop her not realising that it’s already too late.

Whilst that was happening Circe led Wonder Woman and Cheetah to her bedroom, a wicked grin spreading across her face. She stripped off her clothes, revealing her toned body and ample cleavage.
"Come here, my pets," she cooed, beckoning to them.
Wonder Woman approached hesitantly, unsure of what to expect. Cheetah followed close behind, her eyes fixed on Wonder Woman's muscular frame. Circe reached out and stroked Wonder Woman's cock, marveling at its size and girth.
"Such a big, beautiful cock," she purred. "I can't wait to see you use it on Cheetah."
Wonder Woman felt a surge of desire course through her veins. She turned to Cheetah and pulled her close, their bodies pressed together. She ran her hands over Cheetah's firm ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh.
"Do you want me to fuck you, Cheetah?" she asked, her voice husky with desire.
Cheetah nodded eagerly, biting her lip. Wonder Woman spread Cheetah's legs and positioned herself between them, teasing her wet opening with the tip of her cock.
"Beg for it," she demanded.
"Please, Wonder Woman," Cheetah whimpered. "Fuck me. I need it."
Wonder Woman plunged inside Cheetah, filling her completely. Cheetah cried out in pleasure, her nails digging into Wonder Woman's shoulders. Circe watched with a satisfied smile, her hand buried in her own wetness.
Wonder Woman fucked Cheetah with long, slow strokes, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around her cock. Cheetah writhed beneath her, moaning and gasping with each thrust.
"Harder," she pleaded. "Faster."
Wonder Woman obliged, pounding into Cheetah with reckless abandon. Cheetah screamed in ecstasy, her orgasm building deep within her.
Circe moved closer, her eyes glinting with excitement. She reached out and touched Wonder Woman's sweat-slicked chest, feeling the thump of her heartbeat beneath her fingers.
"Such a good girl," she murmured. "Such a filthy, dirty girl."
Wonder Woman responded to Circe's praise, fucking Cheetah with even greater intensity. Cheetah's orgasm crashed over her like a wave, leaving her breathless and spent.
Wonder Woman pulled out, her cock glistening with Cheetah's juices. Circe handed her a collar, adorned with magic.
"Put this on," she commanded. "From now on, you belong to me."
Wonder Woman hesitated for a moment, then buckled the collar around her neck. She knelt at Circe's feet, submitting to her completely.
Circe smiled, running her fingers through Wonder Woman's hair.
"Good girl," she said again. "Now, let's see what other pleasures I have in store for you."

Just then the C4 blast tore through the temple, the walls shook violently, and debris rained down from the ceiling, which destroys an idol in the middle of the temple.Steve stumbled through the chaos, trying to stay upright as he searched for Diana.
Suddenly, he spotted her in the distance, her body writhing and convulsing as she transformed back into her normal form. Her fur receded, starting at her face and working its way down her body. Her muscles shrank, and her bones realigned with a sickening crunch.
Steve watched in amazement as Diana's body morphed before his eyes. Her snout shortened, her teeth and claws receding into her gums and fingernails. Her ears shrank, settling into their usual place on either side of her head.
Her body continued to transform, her torso slimming down, and her curves becoming more pronounced. Her waist narrowed, and her hips widened, drawing Steve's gaze.
But the most surprising change was yet to come. As Diana's body continued to morph, her cock began to shrink, disappearing into her pelvis. In its place, a vulva formed, surrounded by soft, delicate folds of skin.
Steve watched in awe as Diana's body completed its transformation, leaving her once again the woman he knew and loved.
Unbeknownst to Steve and Diana, the idol that Circe had used to cast the spell contained a hidden fail-safe mechanism. When the idol was destroyed, the spell was automatically reversed, causing Diana's body to revert to its natural state.
But their moment of relief was short-lived. Circe and Cheetah, realizing they had been defeated, prepared to make their escape.
"This isn't over, Wonder Woman!" Circe spat, her eyes burning with rage. "I'll be back, and next time, you won't be so lucky!"
Cheetah stepped forward, her eyes filled with longing. "Diana, my beautiful mistress," she purred, her voice dripping with seduction. "I'll always want you, no matter what form you take,especially after the fucking you gave me."
Circe's gaze softened, and she reached out a hand towards Diana. "Come with us, Wonder Woman," she said, her voice filled with possessiveness. "Together, we can fuck like no tomorrow and create more warriors. Just imagine the power they could wield."
Diana shook her head, her eyes flashing with determination. "I'll never join you, Circe," she said, her voice firm. "I'm not a pawn to be used for your amusement or power."
With a flick of her wrist, Circe and Cheetah disappeared in a flash of light, leaving Steve and Diana alone in the ruined temple.
Diana collapsed to the ground, exhausted from the transformation and the fucking. Steve rushed to her side, helping her to her feet.
"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.
Diana nodded, managing a weak smile. "I'm fine, Steve," she said, her voice hoarse. "Thanks to you."
Steve frowned, noticing her nudity. "Uh, Diana, you're um..." he stammered, gesturing towards her lack of clothing.
Diana chuckled, her cheeks turning pink. "Yes, I realize that," she said, her voice playful. "But I think that's a problem we can tackle at home."
Steve grinned, his heart racing with excitement. "Absolutely," he agreed, his gaze lingering on her curves.
Diana glanced around, taking in the devastation. "First, we need to take care of the fallen," she said, her expression serious. "We owe it to them to ensure their loved ones can say goodbye properly."
Steve nodded, impressed by her dedication. Together, they searched the ruins, collecting the remains of the fallen warriors. As they worked, Steve couldn't help but admire Diana's strength and resilience. Even in the face of tragedy, she remained steadfast, committed to doing what was right.
Once they had gathered all the remains, Steve contacted ARGUS for assistance. Within minutes, a team arrived to transport the bodies and secure the area.
As they watched the team work, Steve turned to Diana, his eyes full of admiration. "You're amazing, you know that?" he said, his voice sincere.
Diana smiled, her eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank you, Steve," she said, leaning into his embrace. "But I couldn't have done it without you."

Hours later in the Legion Of Doom’s safehouse,Circe's anger bubbled to the surface as she dragged Cheetah into her private chamber, throwing her roughly onto the bed. "You failed me," she growled, stripping off her own clothes to reveal her toned physique and ample cleavage. "And yet, I cannot resist the temptation you present."
Cheetah lay panting on the bed, her eyes locked onto Circe's curves. She opened her mouth to protest as she knew it was Circe’s plan, but Circe cut her off. "Know your place, Cheetah. You will accept my punishment because you crave it."
Cheetah's eyes darkened with desire as she called out to Circe, "Yes, Mistress. Punish me as you see fit."
Circe's mind raced with thoughts of power and control as she donned her magical strapon, sliding it into position with a wicked grin. She climbed onto the bed, spreading Cheetah's legs wide and teasing her entrance with the tip of the dildo.
"Please, Mistress," Cheetah whimpered, her body trembling with anticipation. "Fuck me hard."
Circe obliged, plunging deep into Cheetah's willing warmth. She gripped Cheetah's hips, slamming into her with rough, powerful thrusts. Cheetah cried out in pleasure, her body shaking with each impact.
As Circe fucked Cheetah with wild abandon, her mind turned to thoughts of Wonder Woman. Why had she transformed back? The destruction of the idol shouldn't have broken the spell automatically. But then, Circe realized something, a spark of inspiration igniting within her. She laughed sinisterly, the sound echoing through the room.
Cheetah looked up at Circe, confused and overwhelmed by the sudden change in mood. "Mistress, what is it?" she gasped, her body still writhing in pleasure.
Circe leaned down, whispering in Cheetah's ear, "All is not lost, my dear. The idol may not have completely broken the spell."
Cheetah's eyes widened with surprise, but the sensation of Circe's cock driving deeper into her core soon pushed any doubts aside. She surrendered herself to the pleasure, allowing Circe to take control.
As Circe fucked Cheetah harder, her mind raced with newfound possibilities. She would find a way to bring Wonder Woman back under her control, using whatever means necessary. And when she did, the world would tremble at the power they would wield, the army she would create, it makes Circe wet thinking about it.
For now, however, there was only the sweet release of orgasm. Circe drove herself to the edge, her body shuddering with pleasure as she came hard inside Cheetah. With a final, triumphant cry, she collapsed onto the bed beside her lover, already plotting her next move.
Cheetah lay beside her, her body still humming with pleasure. She looked up at Circe, a question in her eyes. "Mistress, what does this mean for us?"
Circe smiled, her eyes glinting with malice. "It means that our plans are far from over, my dear. Wonder Woman may have escaped us for now, but she will be back. And when she is, you will be begging for her cock once again."
Cheetah shivered with anticipation, her body still tingling with the aftershocks of pleasure. She knew that Circe was right, that their plans were far from over. And she couldn't wait to see what the future held.
As Circe and Cheetah lay together, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs and pleasure, the air was thick with the scent of sex and power. They knew that they were unstoppable, that their desires would be fulfilled no matter the cost. And as they drifted off to sleep, their minds filled with dreams of conquest and domination, they knew that they were destined for greatness.

Meanwhile, Steve and Diana returned to the safety of their apartment. They embraced tightly, holding each other close as if afraid to let go.
"I thought I lost you," Steve whispered, his voice choked with emotion.
"Never," Diana replied, her own voice barely above a whisper. "I promised I would always come back to you."
They kissed deeply, their lips meeting in a passionate exchange that spoke volumes about their feelings for each other. Slowly, they made their way to the bedroom, shedding their clothes along the way.
Once in bed, Steve entered Diana carefully, aware of her recent transformation. She winced slightly at the intrusion, but quickly adjusted to the sensation. As they moved together, Diana found herself distracted by thoughts of her encounter with Cheetah. It had been so different, so animalistic and raw. Compared to that, Steve's lovemaking seemed almost...vanilla.
She tried to push the thoughts away, focusing instead on the man she loved. But as Steve quickened his pace, she found herself feigning an orgasm, not wanting to hurt his feelings.
"Did you...?" Steve began, panting heavily.
"Yes, yes, I did," Diana lied, forcing a smile.
Steve collapsed beside her, spent. But as he caught his breath, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.
"What is it?" Diana asked, noticing his distant expression.
"It's nothing," Steve replied, shaking his head. "I just...I can't stop thinking about the guys we lost today. It's my fault they're gone."
Diana reached out and took his hand, giving it a comforting squeeze.
"You did everything you could," she assured him. "We all knew the risks when we signed up for this."
Steve nodded, but didn't look convinced.
"I know, it's just...hard," he admitted.
Diana shifted closer, resting her head on his shoulder.
"I know," she said softly. "But we'll get through it together. We always do."
They lay there in silence for a few moments, lost in their own thoughts. Finally, Diana broke the silence.
"Steve, there's something I need to tell you," she said, her voice hesitant.
"What is it?" he asked, turning to face her.
"Circe...she did something to me," Diana began, her voice barely above a whisper. "She turned me into...into a cat-like creature. And...and I...I had sex with Cheetah."
Steve's eyes widened in shock.
"What?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
"I know it's hard to believe," Diana continued. "But it's true. And...and there's more. When you blew up the wall, something happened. I...I transformed back like you saw, I don’t know how I came back, but...but I still have this collar on. And I can't take it off."
Steve reached out and touched the collar, his fingers tracing the intricate design.
"We'll figure something out," he assured her. "We'll find a way to get it off."
Diana nodded, but she couldn't shake the feeling of unease.
"What if...what if Circe comes back?" she asked, her voice trembling. "What if she tries to take me back?"
"We'll be ready," Steve assured her. "We won't let her hurt you again."
Diana nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over her.
"Thank you," she said softly.
Steve leaned in and kissed her gently.
"Always," he replied.
They lay there for a few more moments, lost in each other's embrace. But as they drifted off to sleep, Diana couldn't shake the feeling that something was still wrong.
In the middle of the night,Diana woke up in the middle of the night, her body trembling with a sudden surge of energy. She sat up in bed, her breathing heavy and laboured. Steve stirred beside her, mumbling in his sleep.
Diana slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Steve. She padded quietly to the bathroom, closing the door behind her with a soft click. She stared at herself in the mirror, her eyes glowing with a fierce intensity.
Suddenly, she doubled over in pain, clutching her stomach. She felt something growing inside her, something primal and powerful. She gasped as she felt her pussy begin to transform, the skin stretching and shifting until it morphed into a massive, throbbing cock.
Diana stared in amazement at her new appendage, feeling a thrill of excitement run through her veins. She reached down to touch it, feeling the weight and power of it in her hand. She stroked it gently, watching as it grew harder and more erect.
She heard a noise behind her and spun around, expecting to see Steve. But instead, she saw a vision of Cheetah, taunting her with a wicked grin.
"You can't resist the call of the wild, can you, Wonder Woman?" Cheetah sneered. "You're just like me, a slave to your basest desires."
Diana felt a surge of anger and disgust, but she couldn't deny the truth in Cheetah's words. She felt a deep, primal urge to fuck, to dominate and submit.
She heard Steve's voice behind her, asking if she was okay. She turned to face him, her cock throbbing with need. Steve notices Diana’s cock and he can’t turn away from it.
"Judging by your reaction to my cock,I now realise why you keep cumming prematurely ," she purred, running her hand over Steve's chest. "I know what you did with one of your friends, I saw him pounding you till Kingdom Come."
Steve looked surprised, but Diana could see the curiosity and desire in his eyes. She grabbed him by the shirt, pulling him close.
"Submit to me," she demanded, her voice low and dangerous. "And I'll make all your fantasies come true."
Steve hesitated for a moment, but then he dropped to his knees, submitting to Diana's will. She grabbed him by the hair, pulling his head back.
"Good boy," she murmured, stroking his cheek.
She pushed him down onto the floor, spreading his legs apart. She knelt between his thighs, her cock poised at his entrance.
"Beg for it," she demanded, her voice harsh and commanding.
Steve looked up at her, his eyes pleading. "Please, Diana," he shouts. "Fuck me."
Diana slammed into him, filling him completely. She fucked him with long, deep strokes, feeling the power and strength of her cock. She reached down to stroke his own cock, feeling it grow hard in her hand.
She leaned down to whisper in his ear, her voice low and seductive. "You like that, don't you? You like being dominated, being used for my pleasure."
Steve moaned, his body trembling with pleasure. Diana felt a surge of satisfaction, knowing that she had complete control over him.
She fucked him harder, faster, feeling the tension build inside her. She could feel her orgasm approaching, the waves of pleasure washing over her.
With a final, powerful thrust, she came hard, filling Steve with her seed. He moaned, his body trembling with his own release.
Diana pulled out, collapsing onto the floor beside him. She lay there, panting and exhausted, feeling the weight of what had just happened.
She looked over at Steve, who was still lying on the floor, his eyes glazed with pleasure. She reached out to touch his cheek, feeling a deep sense of connection and love.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I didn't mean to hurt you."
Steve smiled, reaching up to take her hand. "It's okay," he said. "I trust you,tomorrow we’ll go to Zatanna and fix this."
Diana felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes. She leaned down to kiss him, feeling the warmth and love between them.
She knew that she would always struggle with her baser urges, her need to dominate and submit. But she also knew that she had Steve, and she thinks that together, they could overcome anything. But before she went back to sleep spooning Steve with her cock touching Steve’s sore ass, she hears Cheetah’s voice saying,”One day you and I will be lovers, we are destined to be”, which leaves Diana worried about her future as she stares at her cock before finally succumbing to sleep.
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