Me Time with Green Lantern (Patreon)

“I just wish it weren’t so …so … PINK?” Green Lantern said.

“You’re worried about the color?” Zatanna said. Green Lantern looked quite a bit like Star Sapphire now with what amounted to a pink, pleather leotard with a dangerously plunging neckline, stiletto boots that came to the middle of his shapely thighs. Even his ring now rested in a pink head dress that framed his pretty face.

“No kidding,” Green Lantern said, smiling sheepishly.

“And you can’t NOT wear it?”

“None of us can not wear it,” Green Lantern said, tugging at the back of his leotard, which seemed to always be threatening to creep into his butt crack. “Unless we are in our secret identities, of course. I’m a model. Did I mention that?”

“No,” Zatanna said. It was a lie. He mentioned it all the time.

“Okay. I’m ready. Come on over here, Gem Girl” Zatanna said.

As Green Lantern walked over, Zatanna couldn’t help but marvel at how perfectly feminine he walked, heel to toe, gliding across the floor in his clickety heels, his little arms raised and at his sides, waving slightly as his hips swiveled.

Green Lantern walked into the center of the magic circle Zatanna had drawn on the floor and immediately struck a pose— one leg out to the side, a hand on his hip as he teased his long hair with the other.

“You’re really great in heels,” Zatanna said. “Was that a secret kink of yours?”

Green Lantern giggled at the compliment, lashes fluttering. Like all the men, he LIVED to be complimented on his femininity now. “It’s just a gift, I guess?” He said, eye twinkling.

“I’m gonna cast the spell now.”

“Wait. Is it totally safe?” Green Lantern asked, voice rising in pitch. “There won’t be any slime or anything? I just washed my hair.”

“No slime, girly girl,” Zatanna promised. “But it might cause you to go up a cup size.”

Green Lantern shrieked. “I’m already a D Cup!”

Zatanna gave him a look, and after far too many beats Lantern suddenly laughed. “You’re so mean! You shouldn’t tease me like that!”

“Okay. Just hold still.” All the men had developed extreme naiveté as part of their transformation. She and the other women were worried about them even spending two minutes in the world in their new secret identities.  They were all so silly and trusting. Wonder Woman had even suggested keeping them cloistered in the satellite until they could be changed back.

Zatanna cast her spell, and a mist rose up around Lantern, a mysterious breeze tossed his hair. Eldritch symbols began to swirl about him, and complicated geometric shapes, all blazing with magic potency, even as the room began to smell of sulpher and— ambrosia?

“Yuck!” Lantern said, holding his little, upturned nose.

“Shhhs. Just wait,” Zatanna said as she jotted down notes as to what she was seeing.

“Wowsers,” a young woman dressed as an old fashion magician’s assistant— basically the slutty tux Zatanna had once more, right down to the fishnet stockings- said as she walked into the room.

“Hey, Little Z,” Zatanna said, addressing Dr. Fate by his new name.  ‘Pretty amazing, right?”

“So, like— whoa!” Dr. Fate said, horrified and annoyed that he couldn’t stop talking like some airhead.. He looked and talked more like a teen girl— albeit a well-developed one— than the other men.

Green Lantern was dying to ask aaaallll about it, but a woman member of the JLA had asked him to be quiet and he found he had to obey them now. Finally, Zatanna’s spell fizzled and popped.

Feeling that freed him from his orders, Green Lantern rushed over to look at Zatanna’s notes, though the mystic scrawling meant nothing to him. “So, I mean, you can fix this, right? “ He said, breathlessly.

“Sweetie, why don’t you go, take a nice bath, do your nails? I’m going to talk this over with Little Z here. Kay?”

“Okay,” Green Lantern said, deflated for a moment before the idea of a nice, long bubble bath filled his head and sent him hurrying off excitedly for some me time.

“Am I that bad?” Dr. Fate asked, fishing his phone out of his pocket and using the mirror function to check his makeup.

“Not at all,” Zatanna lied. “Well, at least we know it is magic. Powerful magic.”

Dr. Fate saw texts from WonderLass and Hawkette. Texts were like crack to him now, and he started typing back answers.

“Young lady?” Zatanna said, using a newly found motherly tone. “Phone.”

“But….” Dr. Fate whined…

“Now.”

“You’re so mean!” Dr. Fate said, Hading over the phone.

“I need you to focus, okay, honey?”

“Okay,” Dr. Fate said, pouting.

“So, look at this,” Zatanna said, pointing to different aspects of the complicated spells caging Green Lantern. “What do you see?”

As Dr. Fate studied Zatanna’s notes, he idly slipped a tie off his wrist, listed his arms and tied his hair back. It was a habit he’d developed when concentrating since the change. Now with a ponytail, he looked even younger. “I don’t see magic,” he said, now with a hand to his smooth cheek. “Omigod. This is so SPLURSH!” He’d also gotten in the habit of making up words. “It’s like a combo meal with five different distinct schools of magic and— I mean, yikes!”

“We aren’t looking for someone,” Zatanna said. “But someones. This was a group effort.”

Green Lantern, meanwhile, luxuriated in the tub, lifting his leg, watching the bubbles sluice from his glowing skin. He couldn’t help but run his hands over his calf. He had gorgeous legs, and it felt soooo good to get off his heels. He looked at his sparkly pink painted toenails, and wondered if he would have time touch them up after. It was a lot of work being a woman. His hair was piled on his head in a messy bun, and he lay back in the warm suds with a sigh.  He just wanted to soak, and he was looking forward to doing his nails. It really relaxed him.

Arp! Arp! Arp!

“Noooooooo!” Green Lantern shrieked.

Just as he was climbing out of the tub, wrapping a towel around his bouncy, swaying body, Zatanna appeared in the doorway, Little Z standing behind her. “We have to go now,” Zatanna said, seeing Gem Girl was not even close to being ready.

“I’ll just be a sec!”

“You stay here! Don’t touch anything! I’ll call if we need you!”

“But—-“

Zatanna grabbed Dr’ Fate’s hand and the two ran off.

“Hmpf!” Green Lantern was quite cross. He didn’t like being left behind. But, he had his orders. With a sigh, he let the towel drop to his feet, and slipped back into the tub

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