Making their way through the secret lair of Doctor Strange they were led to a large living space where the great magician was sitting on a luxurious couch playing Xbox, his one eye closed with his tongue sticking out as he tried to win a pass on the football
game he was currently playing.
"Sir."
"NOT NOW Wong! I'm just one point away from..." Thor's hammer had slammed into the television with enough force to pulverise it and the wall to glass and dust. Leaving a dejected Doctor Strange to toss his remote on the ground before turning to the group
of Avengers with a forced smile. "So... How may I help you all?"
"You know certainly well WIZARD! What have you done to turn our lady companions into powerful amazon bullies! I demand answers!!!" Calling his hammer back, Mjolnir flew back into his hand ready to be swung just as Iron Man and Captain America held him back.
"Oooooh that, well some time ago Mystique had come to my abode asking for some help, it seemed she had gotten quite fed up with her underling the Blob." Standing up and walking off to a corner of the room he came back with an empty planter in his hands.
"She was sick of his eating habits and overall appearance so I gave her a glamour potion to make him less of... Well himself, but before they left the fat bastard ate one of my ferns."
"What does that have to do with anything?" Groused Iron Man as he picked up a stray leaf only to flick it away.
"Oh quite a bit I'm afraid, the glamour potion was meant to make Mr. Dukes less of a beached whale and more of an underwear model for the ladies, but this plant had magical properties you see, eating it must have turned him into a fount of beauty and vitality,
now anyone who... Enjoys his company (shuddering as the image palyed in his head) shall benefit from both the glamour potion and his strengths, minus all the flab that it entails."
Having all the details fall into place for the heroes the one dangerous quetion had to be asked. "How much did you give him?"
"A year's worth."
"WHAT?!" The entire group felt a chill run down their backs at the thought of dealing with nearly every female heroine as giant muscle bound goddesses thanks to these turns of events. "You... You've doomed us all!"
"Oh hog wash!" Waved Doctor Strange as he motioned to move them out to the front door. "They're still your friends underneath all that muscle and cleavage, once the thrill of being large and in charge loses its charm they'll come back, apologize and everything
will be back to normal."
Shoved roughly out of the doors to his sanctum the Avengers stood worried as the doctor smiled back with his hand at the door. "Besides, its only a year's worth, they'll all revert back to normal by then. Good luck and don't do anything I wouldn't yadda
yadda yadda."
Having both doors slam before the team the entire building disappeared into a cloud of mist before fading from the earthly plane with a wooden sign sticking up with the words Gone-For-The-Year painted on its front.
"Well now what do we do?"