"What's happened to the place?" Scarlet Witch said, looking-up at Dr. Strange's Sanctum Sanctorum. "It's much bigger, like a mansion. And there never was this huge lawn before -- or that rolls royce!"
"It's a magician's house. Is it surprising that it someones changes?"
Scarlet Witch nodded as they walked up the winding path to the door. She glanced around wearily.
Black Widow then knocked on the door.
"Oui?"
She blinked in surprise at the grinning busty maid that opened the door. The woman was like a perfect big-titted hourglass, with a tiny waist, long silver hair, and a ridiculously kinky French maid outfit complete with fishnets on her legs and arms.
"Umm, we're hear to see Dr. Strange."
"Doctor Strange, zere ees no one 'ere by zat name," the maid cooed. "But maybee you want to see ze Baroness."
"The Baroness?"
"Oui. Follow me."
The maid guided them into the house, her large plump ass bouncing up and down with every mincing step. She eventually guided the two heroines into an elegant sitting room where a fat woman lounged on a divan. The woman's curly hair was black with two white streaks, and piled high so that it resembled the Bride of Frankenstein's hairdo. Arcane jewelled rings sparkled from every finger and from the gleaming occult necklaces that almost sunk into the woman's massive cleavage.
Her wide mouth was open and a muscular bald Asian man, dressed only in tights that outlined the huge bulge between his legs.
"Mmmm, more, previous," the woman cooed as she tickled the man's chin.
"May I present ze Baroness Stephana Mordo," the maid said with a curtsy.
"Ahhhh, guests." The Baroness grinned. "Thank you, Clea."
* * *
"Come in, come in." Headmistress de la Fontaine gestured to the two seats. "Now then, it was Clive and Betty Morgansen, wasn't it?"
"Um, yes," Bobbi said.
"You're interested in having your son enrolled at our school, is that true?"
"Yes."
Clint's mind was wandering. There was something bothering him. Something about that flat-chested girl he'd seen outside, the girl with the green panama hat and the eyepatch. Something strangely familiar about her.
"Wouldn't you agree, Mr. Morgansen?"
"Huh?" Clint looked up at the headmistress.
"I was just saying that sometimes boys can be very naughty." The Contessa smirked. "But don't worry. We have ways of taking care of them."
* * *
"Yesss! Yes, you little faggot bitches!"
Mario Hill moaned as she ground her crotch against the two sissies. Timberlee and Gabrielle were each sucking one of her big balls. Two once powerful SHIELD agents, reduced to a pair of weak, horny sissy boys.
Mario had betrayed them, degraded them, and that was making her so fucking hot.
"Yesss! You faggot bitchesssss!" She moaned again as her cock spurted its thick jism all over the two sissies.
* * *
"RRROOOOOWRRRRRR!"
Tigratania roared like a lion as she came, filling her lover's big ass with cum.
"MMmmm!" Absorbing-Woman spun her around and soon the two savage she-males had their muscular arms wrapped around each, their lips locked together, and their thick cocks gleefully rubbing. "Baby, yer th' best!"
"Wanna take a shot at my butt, sweetcheeks?" Tigratania purred.
"Nahhh. Want a night on the town. Let's paint the town red, hun!"
* * *
Tony Stark walked into his office. He needed to figure out what to do next. Why were all the lights off?
"Ah, Tony, dahlink."
A lighter ignited, its flame revealing Madame Amerika seated in Tony's chair. She leaned forward and lit her cigarette in its elegant holder.
"I think zat ve must chat, yes?"
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