The next morning, the Princesses were strutting in lock step: Jean, Laura, even Kitty were all dressed in identical white designer outfits, complete with tight corsets over their tops, stiletto leather crotch boots, and white leather opera gloves.
"Won't be a single dry pussy or soft dick in the house," Jean smirked.
Kitty felt weird. It did feel good to strut around in front of all these people, to see all the lesser bitches hunger for her, just like they should for a Frost. But it also seemed so... strange.
"Hey, Kitty, look over there."
Kitty followed Laura's gesture and stared at the two figures there: the tall muscular boy and the shorter blonde girl.
"The Rasputin siblings," Laura smirked. "Hey, don't you have a thing for them?"
"Well, I--"
"Hey, why don't you show them the new you. Make them worship you with their eyes."
"Go get 'em, Tigress!" Jean grinned as she pushed Kitty towards the Piotr and Illyana.
* * *
Diana licked her lips as she rubbed her dripping crotch. Yeah, this was the day. Babs would make such a lovely rugmuncher. Yeah, she could already imagine the cute little cunt licking away at Diana's clit.
Fuck, she needed to cum! She ducked into the nearest restroom.
"Hey, stranger."
Diana realized this restroom was already pretty full: Big Barda, Titania, Giganta, and all the other butch-est bad girls were smoking. And of course the biggest butch of them all was there.
"What brings you here, princess?" Jen "She-Hulk" Walters asked as she puffed her cigar.
Diana licked her lips. The She-Hulk was one of the few girls she respected. That bitch didn't take shit from anyone.
"Anything I can help you with?" She-Hulk purred.
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