The two former heroines had showed no mercy to Janet's abused and used ex-husband, and Johnny could tell that the scientist's body could take no more. Finally, Wasp suddenly cried out in the rapture of an orgasm, but her face then took on a look of pure rage and she unleashed a point-blank 'wasp sting', knocking the scientist out cold. The petite woman then turned to her much taller, emerald-skinned friend, the enraged expression on her face turning swiftly into a smug smile. The two formerly heroic women soon burst out laughing to themselves, as if what they had done to Pym was the funniest thing in the world. The two corrupt heroines then removed their strap-ons, and put their new clothing back on. Meanwhile, Sue had taken her place next to Johnny, running her hands up and down his strong arms.
"Jennifer Walters and Janet Van Dyne, such caring friends and pillars of the foolish do-gooder community. They came to the Baxter Building to make sure I was alright, and now look at them," Sue paused, letting her brother drink in the sight of the two wanton sluts even further, before continue in a sensual purr, "Our Master's evil powers are coursing through them. Look at what they've become in such a short time."
Sue's words "Look at what they've become" echoed in Johnny's mind in her breathy, otherworldly speech, and despite his best efforts to look away from the pornographic scene that had unfolded before his very eyes in the portal, he simply could not. The bound Human Torch watched the two lust-filled whores he'd once respected as heroines, and saw just how much they had changed in such a short time.
She-Hulk stood in front of the full-length mirror and took in her slutty and exaggerated form. She still stood as tall as an Amazon, and her skin was still a striking emerald, but her once well-toned Hulk-like muscles were now a thing of the past. In their place was now soft, curvaceous flesh. Her tits remained large and spectacular, but were now even bigger, perfectly rounded and perky, riding high on her chest. The skintight micro-mini metallic-silver dress from Janet's newest and most controversial clothing line she was wearing ended just below the curve of her amazing, plump and fleshy ass and did nothing to hide her now even more ridiculous figure. The intention being that Jennifer Walters, the lawyer who had for so long struggled to escape from her cousin's intimidating and often-times destructive shadow in both her civilian as well as heroic life, wanted to show that she was now a slut through and through and was damn proud of it! She ran a hand through her hair, now a shiny raven mane of flowing loose curls that reached halfway down her spine, to make sure it was just perfect, before she checked out her thick, whorish makeup in a nearby mirror. A fake cough interrupted Jen from behind just as the green beauty finished applying another coat of pink lip gloss to her pouty lips. The tall, former heroine glanced over to her friend with half-lidded eyes, arousal oozing from the smile she directed to her petite companion.
"Jen, dear, we mustn't keep out guests waiting," Janet Van Dyne murmured, tapping her seven-inch heeled pump in bemused frustration. Jennifer drank in her friend's form, and had to fight off the urge to plunge her inch-long black fingernails into her wet and wanting pussy. Janet was still a dainty little thing, but her body had filled out considerably since the two of them had joined forces with Sue Storm in all her demonic glory. Her five-foot, two-inch frame now supported ripe, impossibly large breasts that still somehow showed no hint of sag. Her upper body curved down into a narrow waist, before her ass and hips flared out again, forming a perfect hourglass figure in combination with her bust. Over her enhanced body, the sexy brunette wore a sample from Van Dyne Creations' newest designer mini-dress, just like her tall friend. Only hers was a black sequined strapless number that only barely covered her impressive new tits. Her bob-style hair had always been kept so professional and well-coiffed, but now it was whorishly teased-out. This did have something to do with the pair's recent fun riding the still unconscious Hank Pym, Jan's now definitively ex-husband, but in truth, the former heroine and fashion designer simply liked this wild, wanton look. The Wasp rolled her heavily made-up eyes, watching She-Hulk smack her full lips together in front of the mirror, and subconsciously toyed with her necklace. The glittering golden piece of jewelry was made up of millions of dollars worth of diamonds that spilled into the cavernous depths of her cleavage. Previously, Janet Van Dyne had always had money as an Avenger, but chose not to flaunt it. Now, thanks to Sue's corruptive influence, the heroine known to the world as The Wasp was now a far more selfish, spoiled, self-absorbed creature.
"You're so right, Jan. Can't let all of your model friends have all the fun, can we?" She-Hulk cooed, stepping over Hank's prone body in her own towering heels. She gladly accepted the petite, rich-bitch's outstretched hand and the two women sashayed out into the large common room of the Baxter Building.
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