At the Hall of Justice, home of one of the world's two premier superteams, the Justice League, there was very few heroes actually there.  Just a small skeleton crew consisting of Blue Beetle (Jaime Reyes), Traci 13, Rescue, and veteran hero Green Arrow.  

 

Blue Beetle was at the monitors, yawning as he watched the security screens.  He HATED monitor duty.  It was always so boring, and things only rarely happened.  As he considered taking a nap, a voice came over the monitors on the front gate.  

 

"Heyhey!" said a dizty-sounding voice.  "Beetle baby, you there?"

 

"Yeah!  Yeah, who is i... wait, what?" Blue Beetle said, staring.  

 

It LOOKED like Captain Marvel and Ms. Marvel, but very different.  Carol's hair had grown out, becoming the long, blond locks she had when SHE was Ms. Marvel, her hair going down to her waist.  Her breasts were now larger than her head, her butt now rounder and more plush looking.  Her lips were fuller, set in an amused pout.  Ms. Marvel had changed dramatically.  She had grown taller, as tall as Carol, and was just as absurdly buxom, her full lips grinning happily.  Her hair was now long, extending down to her waist.  While Carol had a sassy expression on her face, Kamala looked excited.  The costumes of both were visibly strained by the changes to the bodies inside them.

 

"Hihi!" Kamala said.  "We're back!  We had a weird encounter out there that left us feeling, like, totally weird for a bit?  But we're a lot better now!" 

 

"The problem is that we, like, can't seem to remember our security codes to get in," Carol said, looking embarrassed.  "So if you could, like, let us inside?  We'd be totes grateful and make it VERY worth your while." 

 

Now, Jaime Reyes, the Blue Beetle, was a normal young man and had all normal young man hormones.  So when two impossibly beautiful women implied that he'd get sex just for letting them in, him getting a raging boner that made his symbiotic armor rather uncomfortable was perfectly understandable.  As would him immediately considering accepting the offer.  But he'd been a hero long enough to recognize when something was off.  

 

"Yeah, hang on," Blue Beetle said, discreetly activating a number of biological scans.  Nothing was wrong.  They weren't Skrulls, they weren't Martians, they weren't shapeshifters of any kind.  If they were infected with a biological agent of any kind, the scans couldn't detect it.  There was also no sign of them being mind controlled.  "The hell..." 

 

"Jaime?" Kamala asked.  "You there, cutie?" 

 

Blue Beetle frowned, unsure of what to do.