"Oh, and you might want a few of these," Clea said, handing Jonni a bag that had a few more cookies in it.
"What are these?" Jonni asked.
"Oh, if you're going to be making a few sissies, I figured it would probably be good to also make sure that they had some people to handle them. Anyone, male or female, who eats these will have the endurance, aggression, and cock-size to keep a sissy under control."
"Uh-huh."
"After all, you want Petey's aunty and girlfriend to still be able to take care of him, right?"
"Oh yeah!" Jonni nodded vigorously as he placed the bag of new cookies in the container with the other ones. "You're, like, so smart, Auntie C!"
The fat old witch chuckled, her rolls of fat bobbing as she shook with glee. "Now go and have fun."
Jonni nodded. "Bye-byeeeee, everyone one!" Then he opened the window, flamed on, and roared out into the sky with the container clutched in his hands, determined to make some new sissy friends.
* * *
With a moan, Mistress Strange came, spewing her cum all over her broom.
"All right, that's that," she said. "Now to business."
She snapped her fingers and suddenly she, Clea, Medusa, and Namorita were all seated at the Fantastic Four meeting table.
"Need cock, bitches!" Medusa's extra mouth yelled. "Give me fucking cock! Stuff my whore mouth with cock!"
"Shhh!" Medusa sighed. "Excuse my other mouth. It is very excitable."
"Shut the fuck up, cunt!"
Mistress Strange chckled indulgently as she adjusted her hat. "Now, ladies, our coven is bigger than the minimum required, I think that it's time to decide what to do next, isn't it?"
She clasped her clawed hands and leaned forward.
"What are our plans for this pathetic little mudball and its foolish inhabitants?"
* * *
Queen Jen rubbed her huge, scaly cock as she thought of what next to do. As nice as it sounded, Avengers Mansion probably wouldn't do as her fortress. It was in the middle of the city, and it would be better to have some place a little remote, a place where she wouldn't be bothered while indulging her unquenchable desires for meat, sex, and piles of treasure.
There were also a few Avengers in particular that she especially needed to take care of. Her cousin, of course. The idea of hearing the Hulk scream as she fucked his big green butt raw -- mmmm, delicious. And Iron Man, of course. A greedy bitch like her needed all the precious, precious wealth. And Thor. Since he was such a champion troll-killer, it would be delicious irony for him to be turned into the troll queen's rape-slave, his beautiful gold locks all gooey with her jism. Hell, if she was going after all of them, why not make it a clean slate and fuck Captain America too? Mmmm, that would be nice.
Imagining all this beautiful, beautiful domination and depravity, Queen Jen glanced at her screens to see how her servants were doing. She chuckled as Bobbi's experienced caresses and licks had made Hawkeye's penis rock hard and now Natasha was squeezing a piece of metal around his prick and balls. Her skill and dexterity was surprisingly precise. She wasn't going to damage the flesh, just make sure the organ was safely sealed away so that Hawkeye could never cum again, ever ever.
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