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While his little test runs ruining the lives and reputations of the female Avengers was certainly enjoyable, Norman's newly enhanced intelligence made him realize that he had to take care of all the other geniuses in the world before he truly got comfy.
Doom, Richards, Stark - he could take them all out with a single set of keystrokes now.
"So many lovely choices." he said with a chuckle. "Hmm. I've always liked blondes . . ."
He brought up the image of the Invisible Woman. He grimaced as he saw her in real time, playing with her brats. He checked the retroactive button so the changes he was about to make wouldn't seem out of place or new to anyone. With a smirk, he erased the two
little brats from existence. Susan Richards blinked her big blue eyes in confusion but only for a moment before going on her way.
"The Invisible Woman has the body she had at age 21 but with extremely perky and sensitive FF-cup sized tits. She always dresses like a cheap whore so she can show off her body - making her clothes turn invisible gets her incredibly hot. And most importantly,
she has secretly desired to be Norman Osborne's love slave from the moment she met him and cannot stand any of her teammates on the Fantastic Four."
The image of Susan morphed and stretched. Suddenly, instead of a functional blue jumpsuit, Susan Richards wore nothing but six-inch thigh-high heels and a blue string bikini that barely covered her pert, volleyball-sized jugs and left her ass completely bare.
The famous "4" emblem was on the front of each tiny bikini cup, calling even more attention to her massive tits. The busty blonde licked her lips and sauntered away toward the building's exit.
"All right, that's definitely an improvement. I can't wait to have that prim bitch bouncing up and down on my cock. Still, what to do with Reed Richards? Ah, yes, of course! This is perfect."
Reed Richards was working on an important piece of technology that The Thing was lifting while Johnny Storm walked into the room.
"Hey, Reed, I was gonna go out dancing - is that cool or do you need me to help out?"
Reed was about to reply when a wave of dizziness hit him . . .
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