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The voice on the other end of the phone coughed nervously. "Ma'am, this is Songbird. We have a, uhm, problem. Asides from me and MACH-V the whole team has, well..."
Waller completed the sentence. "Transformed into sex-mad bimbos?"
A pause, followed by "Not sure about the bimbo part, but yes. A bunch of them have deserted too."
Waller sighed. "I was afraid of this. Time for Plan B..."
==Somewhere In NYC==
MJ rose to her feet, and addressed the Submissive Six.
"Listen up, bitches. All of you want to serve my husband, be his obedient fucktoys. I can appreciate that; what hot-blooded chick wouldn't want to a man like my Peter as their master? But just because you want it, doesn't mean you deserve it. I know that Felicia
here is a hot enough slut to service him, but you lot...you're gorgeous, but you've only been female for a few days. You need to prove you have the skills to match those rocking bodies."
She paused, letting this sink in before continuing.
"So, here's what we're going to do. I'm going to put on a strap-on, and I'm going to fuck each and every one of you. If you do a good enough job pleasing the plastic penis, I'll let you have crack at Peter's."
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