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Men were rarities now. Things that the majority of the public truly believed were dead and gone. But that wasn't entirely true, as some men still survived. The survival of mankind depended solely on the fertility of women and the advancement of science. But, if men returned, perhaps there would be more to the world than scarce fertility and wistfulness. A world without both genders just wasn’t a balanced world at all.
The Justice League, currently only made up solely of women, currently housed one of the last living males. The young boy was called Dominic, and after rescuing him, the whole league was dedicated to raising the boy, working together to defeat evil and to revive the male populace.
Today, Black Canary and Zatanna were in charge of him, deciding to entertain the young boy with as many games as they could come up with. It was a lot harder to raise the future of mankind than they had first guessed.
Zatanna smiled mischievously as she moved one of her black checker pieces forward, knowing she was about to attain victory. Playing some basic board games with the kid was one of her favorite ways to entertain him. Though currently, he didn’t appear entertained.
“Come on, it's fun!” Zatanna insisted, tilting her head at Dominic.
Dominic seemed to grow continuously bored of the game, but continued to play even as his pieces were eaten one by one.
Black Canary watched worriedly, eyeing the young boy.
"This one isn't so fun to you, is it?" She asked gently. It appeared this board game was not one he excelled at, or enjoyed.
Dominic glanced up at her, his wide brown eyes searching her blue ones.
"No, sorry," he admitted. "It's too slow."
"Too slow? That's the beauty of it! It's the perfect speed," Zatanna replied, shifting the hat on her head.
Dominic smiled at her and then gestured to his board. "It might be more fun if you let me win at least one, we've played five times already."
Zatanna looked like she was about to protest, but Black Canary silenced her with a look.
Dominic had a miraculous appearance, and both women were dedicated to entertaining him. He was special, but beyond that, men had been absent for so long that they almost felt like he was an entirely different species.
So, cautiously, the League raised him, wondering what he would become.
“Come on then, let's take a walk,” Black Canary said. She rested a gentle hand on Dominic's back and guided him up and away from the chairs.
He stayed at her side, glancing back to see if Zatanna would follow—she did. Together, they walked down the many halls of the Justice League headquarters. Many of the walls were black screens, and they flashed on as they walked by.
Upon vocal request, the images would change.
“Show us Star City,” Black Canary said.
The screens all chose different images of the city, from glowing nightlife to sunny mornings. It was all new to Dominic, who had yet to see much of the world due to being a well-kept secret. He was a treasure, unable to be dangled in the eyes of the public.
“Show kids playing games,” Dominic said.
Images of kids from many grades appeared, playing things like hopscotch and tag. Dominic stared in awe at all the children, and then a realization came to him, one that should have been obvious.
“They are all girls,” he sighed.
Black Canary and Zatanna were silent as they watched the screens. All the children were female, and that was how it had been for so long now. The children on the screens were caked up, with large chests and thighs they were normal for people in this world.
It was clear Dominic had noticed this too, because he had begun to stare a bit too hard at the pictures.
“You like what you see?” Zatanna poked.
Dominic jerked his head up and licked his lips of salvia. “Erm, n-no,” he stammered.
“Don’t be shy, it's your male instinct. It's part of who you are,” Black Canary said, crouching down to the kid's level.
Here she could look him in the eyes. And his eyes were full of curiosity.
“Male instinct? What does that mean?”
Zatana smiled and then tilted her head at the boy, and Black Canary blushed.
“You have a strong need to appreciate the female body, in ways that this world has forgotten. That's why… that's why sometimes you get excited when we hug you, or when we kiss your forehead. You are growing up into a powerful representation of the opposite sex,” Black Canary explained.
The screens around them faded to black then, and now they were in the shadowy hallways, huddled close as Dominic felt his small cock stir. They were right, he was feeling aroused by simply hearing their gentle voices in his ear or having them rub his back.
Suddenly, he lunged at Black Canary and wrapped his arms around her neck, tightening himself against her. Something was stirring hot in his low regions, and hugging her felt like the most comforting thing to do.
She gently massaged his back, feeling him up and down and trying to contain her own building desire as she did so. The truth was that sexual desire was present in both sexes upon seeing one another. She hadn't seen a man in her entire life and her body was reacting to that.
The build-up of sexual need was so strong, that even now Canary and Zatanna were fighting their urges. Zatanna was hugging her thighs together, and Canary was biting down on her lip.
Whilst comforting Dominic, Black Canary could feel the distinct presence of the boy's cock biting into her large breasts. Her large chest hung down so low that it was easily caught up between them.
Dominic’s hips were twitching.
Instantly, Black Canary stood up, staring down at the crimson-faced boy who was very clearly overwhelmed with arousal. With a gentle smile, she stifled her feelings and led them all back into the sitting room.
“How about we play a new game? Something fun this time?” Black Canary asked.
“Yeah, that’s cool,” Dominic mumbled, still confused about the raging hard-on in his pants.
“And what would that be if not checkers?” Zatanna wondered, raising a brow.
Black Canary walked over to a shelf of games and rifled through them until she found the colorful board she had been looking for. Well, less board and more mat.
“How about Twister?” She asked, turning to the other two.
Dominic and Zatanna exchanged looks and then shrugged. So it was settled, the group set up the board and wheel and began the age-old game of twister. Surely it would lead to fun, right?
At first, it was just the feet on different colored circles. And as they all stood close, they simply smiled and laughed. In truth, they were all well-bonded, and this wasn't uncomfortable for anyone.
Dominic seemed to be enjoying the game, so that was all that truly mattered to the girls. He was their sole priority, and it was of the utmost importance that he was happy and healthy. Seeing this, they continued to play the game adamantly.
Soon enough though they were twisted up, leaning over one another to touch colors as they waited for someone to fall over and lose. Dominic was on top of Black Canary, mounting her as she touched one of the same squares as him.
It was here that Dominic found the true flaw in the game. He was hard again, and his dick was pressing right into Black Canary's ass.
“Ah, I think I might fall!” Zatanna exclaimed as she stretched out a hand to a red circle. She wasn’t tangled with the others, but her head was right next to Black Canary.
“Stay strong,” Canary chuckled, spinning and then stretching her back right foot out to a yellow circle.
This caused Domonic to be pressed even harder against her, and against his better judgment, he began to get off. His cock was throbbing as feminine perfume wafted into his nose, and the heat of Black Canary pushed into his entire front half.
“Y-Your turn Dominic.”
Domonic blinked out of his daze and reached over to spin the wheel, only to fall forward and feel his cock harshly prod Canary’s cunt. Fuck, it felt warm, and she was only wearing back leggings today. The softness of her thighs pressed into Dominic's young member, and in no time he was riding her leg like a needy dog.
The movements were slow at first, but quickly he picked up speed. His caretaker was now the point of all his pent-up desire and frustration. It felt good to be this close to her and to pound into her like this. Something was stirring beneath the surface, and he felt like he was going to spill over.
He assumed that Black Canary would leap away from his advances, but instead, she was blushing and panting, fighting her desires but failing to pull away.
“D-Dominic, it feels good,” She confessed.
Dominic had no plans to stop regardless, but now that he knew, he was hammering away, wrapping his young arms around her sexy midsection and digging his massively hung cock into her parted thighs.
It felt more intense than anything Dominic had experienced in his life. He was panting, blushing, and felt hot to the touch.
Black Canary had given up on Twister and was now simply on her hands and knees, holding one of her legs out to give Dominic better access. His cock was so large that it was stimulating her clit, pressing against it and massaging its surface.
Zatanna observed with a lustful expression for a time before moving over to both of them and lifting Dominic off of his chosen perch. Jealousy ached inside of her as she pulled Dominic over the top of her, falling to the mat and staring up at the startled hung shota.
It had been weeks that Dominic had been pondering why he was so lonely and bored, but now he knew. He had never gotten a true taste of what he wanted until now. Leaning toward Zatanna, he felt her tremble beneath his touch.
“Stop!” Black Canary yelled, pulling them apart.
The group exchanged needy looks and then took in some air.
“We are supposed to be raising Dominic, not… seducing him, we—we should…” Black Canary was at a loss for words.
But she knew that her feelings for Dominic were taboo. In a world where men were non-existent, having feelings for this one felt strangely wrong. But beyond that, they were his caretakers, and there was no way their feelings would be approved of by the other Justice League members.
Right?
“Let’s get Dominic to bed, this will all sort itself out in the morning,” Black Canary finally said.
“What do you mean? Don’t you want him?” Zatanna asked, her eyes brimming with desire.
“We need to consult the others, or… Maybe we should forget about this entirely, what if we end up… Filled with his seed? How can we explain that to a world without men? It may reveal our secret.”
Zatanna looked down at the blushing Dominic, lightly playing with his hair as she pictured the throbbing cock beneath his pants. After a time, she nodded and both women led Dominic silently to his bedroom.
“Get some rest, Dominic, we will have a long day tomorrow,” Black Canary advised once the boy had scrambled into his bed.
“Sleep well,” Zatanna whispered.
Dominic waited until they shut the door and then frantically began massaging his young cock, eager to milk out his cream and reduce his intense need for women. Uncertain of what tomorrow would hold, Dominic pictured the swollen tits of his Justice League caregivers and spurted his load happily into a tissue.
Perhaps a good night's sleep would rid him, all of them, of these strange feelings.