Dc Futa Adventure

by Cruell-DeVil

If you like superheroes and Futa, I think this is the story for you. Be prepared for a long read, I plan on making this a fully fledged story. I'll try to have a few steamy sex scenes each chapter, but every now and then you'll just have to enjoy some character development that doesn't involve penetration.

1. Prolog

Zatanna sits at the head of a table, around her are Kara and Karen, Barbara and Helena, Raven and Kori, and Diana. They toast to a wonderful end to their ladies night, a bright pink liquid sloshes around inside their cups, a special mixture from the hostess herself. After an invigorating game of poker, which Karen won, the girls decided to call it quits. It was almost three in the morning and even the two Kryptonians were feeling tipsy. They had danced and drank, sang karaoke and drank, played poker and drank, and most importantly drank.

They were all supers with a reasonable tolerance, but after three kegs of enchanted ale even the two Kryptonians were feeling tipsy.

"This has been fun girls, but it's about time I head out." Karen stood up and drank the last of her ale.

The others agreed, it was almost three in the morning and they were all feeling a little drowsy. The house of Mystery dropped them off and disappeared back to purgatory. Zatanna waved her hand to clean up the messy dining room and headed upstairs to her room. With a snap of her fingers she standing in nothing but her underwear, then she picked up her night shirt. It was long and soft, the design had long since faded, now it was just comfortable stretched out mess.

After throwing the shit onto her bed, Zatanna reached back and unclasped her bra, then she slid her silk panties down her long thin legs. Her hamper was on the cusp of overflowing, but she didn't feel like dealing with it now. She walked into the bathroom and shuddered as her feet touched the cold floor, the lights flickered on. She grabbed her face cream and started applying it to her cheeks and forehead, she dabbed lip balm on her lips and made a kissy face into the mirror.

Zatanna shut off the light and walked back to her bed, pulling the night shirt over her head and wiggling until it slid down her breasts. Then she climbed into her outstandingly comfortable satin sheets, with a snap of her fingers the lights were out and she settled against her large fluffy pillows. That was the last 'normal' night she or the others would have for a very long time.