"Don't you look so cute in a dress, Ororo, and look it's so popular on Tubebook already!" Jean laughed as she made Storm twirl in her pink pokadot dress, her face and nails are made-up with cute pink make-up. "You getting all of this, Rogue?"
"Yes, Miss Jean," the loyal butch said. "She's so pretty! The belle of the ball!"
"Don't worry, Ororo," Jean grinned as she stroked Storm's face, causing her best friend to flinch. "You can be as big and black and butch as you want... most of the time. I bet you want to dress Kitty Pryde up in pigtails and frills and mary janes, a cute little
tart for you to spank and make lick your big black tits and black snatch." Jean laughed as Storm trembled at the thought. "You can do that all you want, just as long as you remember who rules all the butches and bitches around here. Which reminds me, I bet
a polite butch like you, Rogue, would love to take a pretty little girl like this for a dance. Give me the camera."
Rogue giggled, handed Jean the camera, then sauntered up to Storm and kissed her hand. "May I have the honour of this dance, sugah?"
Rogue giggled again. It was funny that she'd become such a masculine, though appropriately submissive, dyke while her old boyfriend... he'd gone totally the other direction.
* * *
"Oooo! OOO!" Gambit squealed as he lifted his frilly skirts and bounced up and down on Colossus' huge cock, the former thief's voice was high-pitched and squealing like a girl being deflowered and his face was heavily made-up like some French whore. "Fuck zis
ass! Fuck zis sissy ass!"
"You slut!" Colossus moaned.
"Yesss! Zis sissy slut needs to be fucked with your beeg cock!" Gambit reached with long, delicate pink nails to grab Bishop's shaft. "Mmm, beeg black cock."
He began to lick it like mad. He was a total cock-hungry sissyboi and he loved it!
* * *
"Well, well, well."
Peter squeaked and turned around. He was naked except for a little tartan skirt, a bunch of fake plastic jewellery, and a wig that made him look like pigtails, and he had been desperately masturbating to pictures of Jameson, Kingpin, Norman Osborn, and other
powerful men.
Mary Jane and Felicia Hardy were dressed in slinky black lingerie, rubbing each other as they stared down at Peter.
"Spider, you're such a little tart," Felicia said.
Peter bit his lip, his whole body trembling.
"Maybe I should make you all pretty before I go after your wifey's cream," Felicia said, spanking Mary Jane's ass and causing her to giggle.
* * *
"Madame Barbara" snapped her finger and the former Black Canary and Huntress flounced over to her. Both were dressed all in lace and fishnets, a perfect pair of busty French maids ready to serve their mistresses. They didn't wear any underwear under their short
skirts and her tits were uncovered as well, letting their best features and the large gold rings that sported them, be on full display.
"Get me a red wine, dears."
"Yes, Madame." The two curtsied, her pussies moistening. Serving her made them so horny!
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