Jen the Queen She-Troll began preparing the Quinjet for flight.
She had been watching her fellow She-Trolls Bobbi (the Breeder) and Natasha (the Spider-Troll) had been playing with their newest acquisition, Clint Barton, when the idea struck her.
There was one place she could go that would be a perfect lair for her, and have lots of treasure, and plenty of ‘meat’ in the villages.
Latveria.
But she’d have to challenge Doom for it. But she was the She-Troll Queen, she could defeat any human, no matter how formidable.
But if she could claim Doom’s castle, it would also be easy to lure unsuspecting Avengers there.
She looked back, to see Natasha and Bobbi bringing the captive Clint Barton with the clamped cock. The plane lifted up, as soon as it left the hanger she switched it to auto-pilot.
“Now,” she said as she looked back at Hawkeye, “We have a long trip ahead of us, so we have lots of time to deal with you. Tell him what he wants to know, while I prepare a surprise for him.”
Jen licked her lips and stroked her cock starting a deep guttural laugh that the other She-Trolls soon joined in on.
***
Namorita was disappointed to realize she had disappeared away from her newest creation. Crystal seemed a bit unstable and she wasn’t sure not being there was going to help her state.
Plus, she didn’t even get to see how her ‘sisters’ would react.
She looked up to see the head of their Coven, Mistress Strange, addressing the table, “What are our plans for this pathetic little mudball and its foolish inhabitants?”
Medusa spoke up first, “As we are most powerful together I vote we consolidate our power here in the Baxter building.”
“Besides, there’s plenty more dick to suck here!” her Other said in… relative agreement.
Namorita scratched the table with her talons, “We are out of playthings here, we belong out there… changing all the most powerful people on the planet in to our puppets. Once we corrupt the strongest… the rest will fall easily.”
“Each of us is powerful enough on our own, we can go our separate ways, select our new targets,” Namorita the Sea-Hag continued as she pushed her sea-weed hair out of her eyes.
“I have already been devising a spell that will allow me to take our one tome, and duplicate it’s powers.” Strange said, clearly we had been working on this.
Namorita cackled, “Why don’t we just throw copies of it in the post, then?” she asked shaking her head.
“Ladies,” Mistress Strange said, “We are an elite group, we will be the next rulers of this world. I think we can afford to be a little picky.”
Namorita sat down and crossed her arms, “There is four of us anyway, what if there is a tie?” she said, full of anger and spite, as her kind were prone to.
“Then we need a tiebreaker…” Dr. Strange waved her sharp nails and suddenly the demon who had been Scarlet Witch appeared, along with her brother, the slug-demon once known as Quicksilver.
“I think we might have been too hasty, earlier,” Mistress Strange said and started to cackle.