The haze once again formed a figure whom Natasha recognized as Hawkeye, her longtime Avengers teammate. He was in a Budapest hotel, busy preparing his bow and arrows for the next day's mission, when suddenly the unmistakable click-clack sound of high-heeled
feet approaching on the hardwood floor interrupted his near silent routine. In slinked herself, the Black Widow, but this scene was now far from what she remembered of that mission. She should have been in her own room and preparing her own array of weapons,
but instead here she was flaunting her stuff in possibly the skimpiest of lingerie teddies, which was fighting to contain her jiggling tits and left her back mostly bare save for a lace thong. The redhead handed Clint Barton a champagne flute, and kissed
him lightly on the cheek.
"This...this never happened," Natasha stated, a look of lost wonder on her face.
Mistress Mindfuck said nothing, but continued to look on and the Black Widow had no choice but to follow suit and watch her slutty double drop to her knees between Hawkeye's legs. She quickly undid the zipper to his pants and fished out his hardened dick
in her dainty hands. Natasha's double looked hungrily up at the expert marksman for a second, her heavily-lined eyes half-lidded, before she turned her attention back to the rock-hard cock in front of her. Her pink painted lips parted and she began to kiss
and lick the head of her partner's member before taking the full length of Hawkeye's shaft into her waiting mouth. Finally, as Natasha watched her own head begin to bob up and down, her own pussy tingled in tandem with her double's as the kneeling redhead's
tongue slavishly worked the underside of Clint's cock.
Natasha couldn't help squealing in delight when Barton grabbed a hold of her double's red hair and forced his cock deeper and deeper down her throat. She grabbed her tits and pulled hotly at her erect nipples as she watched the erotic scene play out before
her.
"Yesssssss," Mindfuck purred, looking down at the Avenger, "It's so obvious that you love sucking cock, Natti. You love being a sexual plaything for those around you. And you'll just love being a Bimbotech girl!"
Natasha turned to Mistress Mindfuck, a seductive smile playing on her face. Little did the Black Widow realize was that her lips had grown plumper. Her already impressive tits had moved up several cup sizes and filled out to become more spherical, while
her hips and ass had widened to give her a more voluptuous, hourglass physique.
Mindfuck smiled knowingly as she observed Natasha's mental self image alter through the corner of her mind's, as they both focused on the sultry display before them. It wasn't long before she began to sense the Avenger's new name begin to surface in Natasha's
thoughts from the subconscious she had planted it.
'Natti Sucksoff.'