Title

Colossus wants his sister to be one of his sissies.

by Anzaleth
Storyline Shame and Defeat
Characters Colossus Gambit Rogue Hope Summers Syrin Namor Human Torch Invisible Woman
Category Marvel Corruption Bimboization Gender Switch M/F M/M Male Dom Mind Control Transformation
Previous Chapter Jubilee breaks Blink

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"OOO! Yess! YESSS!" Cable's bionic eye flashed bright as he ground back against Colossus's cock, the former soldier's tiny dicklette squirting its clear watery sissy cum. "Fuck me! Squeeze my nipples! Slap my bum! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Nearby Gambit and Rogue giggled as they rolled around in sweet-69, licking each other's little nub and pea-sized balls.

Colossus grinned. Yes, he loved to fuck his sissies. That was what they were there for -- it proved what a powerful macho man he was to make all these effeminate clowns squeal with need.

But something was missing. Someone. No, not Kitty. As much as he cared about her before, he didn't care about her now. But there was someone Colossus cared about, obsessed about, so much so that no transformation could remove it. No, his obsession couldn't be removed, it could only -- change form.

Cable squealed in shock and disappointment as Colossus pushed him away, sending the sissy crashing into Gambit and Rogue in a tangle of limbs.

"Daddy Colossus, fuck meeee!" Cable begged.

"Shut-up, sissy," Colossus growled as he strode towards the door.

"Like, where you going, Daddy?" Gambit asked.

"To find Illyana... and make her my sissy."

* * *

"Sweet Aunt Petunia, that's a prime piece o' meat!" the former Thing cooed as she stroked Namor's shaft. "You want the ever-loving blue-eyed BJ Grimm to show you a good time?"

"And what does the 'BJ' stand for?" Namor asked with a smirk.

"Benjy Joan, o' course," she tittered. "Well, that and something else; I'm sure a big guy like you could figure it out. Now it's slobberin' time!"

She wrapped her lips around his shaft and began to bob like mad as her dexterous fingers caressed his balls.

"I want some too!" Jonni whined as he crawled-up behind Namor and started to lick his butt cheeks.

* * *

"So, um, how should we find Mystique?" Syrin asked Hope as her brown wrinkled in desperate concentration. "Um, thinking hurts my head."

"You're a real bimbo, aren't you?" Hope laughed.

"Ummm, what's a bimbo? I want Master's meat? I'm soooo hungry!"


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