The Fantastic Four stepped from the hangar into the main Baxter Building, tired and a little worse-for-wear but otherwise fine. They had gotten mixed up in a dispute between the Skrull and the Kree that had turned violent, nothing unusual for the super-team.
Ben, The Thing, grumbled something about going to bed and headed off down the hallway before suddenly freezing in place.
"What the..." He whispered.
Susan was curious and she peered around Ben's great lumbering form only to gasp and step back.
Walking down the hallway towards them was Crystal, but not the Crystal they knew. She was huge, tall and muscle-bound. She was wearing nothing at all and they could see a gigantic monster of a cock swinging between her legs. The most shocking thing of
all though was the young man crawling by her side. He was just as naked as her, his cock hanging down between his thighs, and wearing a collar to which she held the lead.
Susan put a hand over her mouth and stuttered "Franklin?"
Crystal suddenly shouted "Franklin! Do it now!"
The Four were frozen in place, still awake but unable to move. Crystal laughed, cold and harsh, as she looked upon four new soon-to-be slaves.