Mistress Strange gestured at the Scarlet Witch, and the demon moned as it started to transform, returning some of its humanity, but making it older... and more twisted. Soon there was another wicked old witch there, though one with bright scarlet hair, a scarlet tinge to her skin, and still wtih two curving scarlet horns that were similar to her old headdress.
"Thank you, sisters," cackled the Scarlet Witch. "We can continue the meeting... once I deal with my dear brother."
* * *
Jonni rapped on the door to Peter's apartment.
"Hey, Petey! You in! I brought cookies!"
After a few moments, the door was open by a kindly old lady.
"I am sorry, dear," Aunt May said. "Peter had to step out for a moment. Maybe I can help you?"
"Maaaaybe," Jonni said. He lifted-up one of the cookies from the bag that wasn't for sissies. "Want a cookie?"
* * *
"All right, it's on auto-pilot," Queen Jen said as the Quinjet headed across the ocean towards Latveria. "Now, bring the toy here."
"W-what's going on?" Clint whimpered as Bobbi carried him. "This is insane! Stop!"
"A powerful troll queen like me deserves beautiful slaves," Jen cackled. "Beautiful little flowers all locked away, tools for ME. You will make a beautiful flower, Clint. Or should I say a beautiful elf!" She began to vigorously pump her cock.
"No, you--" Clint's words were cut-off as Jen thrust her cock between his teeth.
"Yes, suck your queen's sceptre!"
* * *
Aunt May nibbled on the cookie. It tasted nice, very nice. In fact, it filled her with lots of energy, amde her feel younger. Less like a tired old lady, and more like a younger, sprightlier one, like maybe herself in her late 40s. She was pretty hot back then. What did youngesters call that these days? A MILF? Well, I guess she had been a pretty good looking MILF.
May squirmed a little. She was feeling so hot between her legs. It was very uncomfortable. But also nice. And there was a strange throbbing between her legs.
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