Title

Jonni Seduces Reed

by DoctorMoreau
Storyline Wicked Witch Tome
Characters Dr. Strange Namorita Human Torch She-Hulk Mister Fantastic Mockingbird
Category Corruption Corruption Futanari/Hermaphrodite Transformation Mind Control
Previous Chapter Jonni siddles-up to Reed Richards

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Jonni pondered his “friends” that his Witchy Aunties could make into his sissy best friends forever.  Peter Parker was the perfect choice too! He and Johnny had been so close before.  Now they’d be even closer!  He made a note to ask his Aunties as soon as he saw them again.

Meanwhile, to call what Reed was using a Microscope was a severe underestimation.  The stool he sat on was elevated high off the ground, as the device itself looked like a giant microscope, meant for extreme magnification.  

However, Jonni’s feminine voice lured him to distraction, looking down at her.

Reed Richards blinked twice at the strange interaction, he looked at the tarty girl?  Wait, did he say boy?

“Excuse me young lady… I mean man, what are you doing here?”  Richards asked not yet willing to abandon his work despite the strange interruption.  “Are you a friend of Johnny’s or something?”

“Sort of…” Jonni said with a giggle and a little blush.  Reed had no idea that the handsome guy he was had now been changed in to the saucy feminine creature in front of him.  Jonni couldn’t wait to get Mr. Fantastic’s cock in his bubbly butt.

The self-styled Mr. Fantastic couldn’t deny that he was distracted by her (him?), it was something about the way she smelled, like cinnamon that filled his senses made him stir with more lust than Richards was comfortable with.

He was a married man, and certainly not in to men, even if the sissy could even barely be called that anymore.  

Richards shook his head, he’d have to have a talk to Johnny about who was appropriate for a guest, “How did you even get in here, this lab is restricted.”

“Restricted, teacher?” Jonni asked with doe like innocent eyes and a little giggle, “I’m sorry, you should punish me?” Jonni asked again, turning over and giving Richards a look at his bare butt, only partially covered with a silky pair of panties.

Richards was flabbergasted, and annoyingly turned on, “I’m afraid I have to ask you to leave, now.” He reached towards Jonni with one of his extended hands, intend to gently push her out of the lab.

The second he touched Jonni it was already over, the nagging lust in his loins turned in to a raging fire as warmth spread through his body and strait to his groin, which made him go instantly erect.  

He was completely Jonni’s thrall now, as strange as it sounded from the dominant lust that was racing through his body.  He would do anything for the sissy incubus, anything just so he could punish and play with her.  His morals and high ideals would come secondary to any chance to take that ass, bend it over and fuck it.

Wife, Family, Children.  No one was more important to him than Jonni now.  As he came off the microscope to give the boi-toy what he really wanted. 

“I… need you…” Richards murmured as his mind slipped deeper and deeper, even before he had experienced Jonni’s perfect rear.
That was Jonni’s gift, the power of a sissy Incubus, not the ability to transform anyone like his Witchy mistresses, but instead to make men slaves to his ass.  Dominant slaves, a new twist on an old concept.  They would do anything to be with Jonni and not let him leave them for someone else.  They would feed their cum to Jonni’s ass until they were drained dry and exhausted, only to wake up and do it again.  Jonni’s deviling body would turn it in to power for himself, and his Aunty-Mistress.

Jonni blinked innocently and sucked on his lollipop with a sly smile.

———

The witches cackled with their fun as they used a spell on a simple bathroom mirror to watch the interaction.  Jonni would be a very useful tool in their goal to become more powerful and to corrupt more of the world in their own image.

Clea, the fattest of the witches, and the one with the most sensitive nose for “treats” sniffed twice in the air.  “Oh sisters… do I have news for you.”

The Wicked Witch Strange and their new sister, the Sea-Hag Namorita turned towards Clea with anticipation.  Licking their dark lips a little in anticipation of what she had to tell them.  “Medusa and Crystal of the Inhumans are visiting Sue Storm.”  

Strange began to cackle loudly, how perfect of a Witch would Medusa make, with her prehensile hair.  She ran her hand across the mirror, as the image changed to one of the three of them talking. 

“Three of us?  Three of them sisters?  What do you think?” Strange asked as she looked at the two other hags.

Crystal stood to excuse herself to the restroom.  The disgusting Sea-Witch Namorita already had plans for the woman with the power of the four elements.  She had already corrupted one elemental today, and become one herself.  And a restroom… there was water in a restroom, and water was her specialty.

Sue decided to get something to drink from the fridge, and walked in the opposite direction.  Clea the Mother Witch could work with her.  One mother to another?  Maybe she could take a cue from her sister, and make her in to a 50’s homemaker version of a Succubus, ready to be barefoot and pregnant and pop our corrupted spawn that she’d love with all of her dark heart.  She could also be like a Sister-Mommy to their new Jonni, and anyone else that they transformed similarly.

Of course Medusa would be Mistress’s Strange’s, as Strange already made the book appear near the bored Inhuman.  She was already much like the Futakuchi of Japan, a spirit with prehensile hair and an extra mouth in the back of her head.  She wondered what her transformation to a Witch might make of that, and what they could do with that.

The three witches began to cackle as Mistress Strange cast a spell to send the two of them to near their intended targets and her book and herself to Medusa.

———

“Natasha…” Queen Jenn, the She-Troll whispered softly with her guttural voice.  “No use hiding… we can smell you,” she sniffed the air again.  The smell wasn’t specific, unfortunately the Black Widow was the best, and was using the air vents to redirect her smell.

But it wouldn’t be enough, Queen Jenn stroked her troll cock as she thought of turning the spy into a muscled six armed She-Troll guard for her and her breeding Trolls.

She-Troll Bobbi rubbed her stomach as she followed her Queen, she was hoping to wrap this up soon so her Queen would have time to fill her with more troll sperm, to make sure she was properly knocked up.


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