The Avengers continued to eat the raw materials of their surroundings, striping the prison level they were on bare.
Hawkeye cried out in pain as he grew and bulked up, his gut taking up his lap as his arms and legs thickened with muscle and fat. With a loud crunch of bone his feet changed into hooked talons like a bird, his face stretching into a toothy beak as his wings
flapped behind him, growing in size and strength. His raging boner twitching as his eyes darted to Natasha, the fat drider monster hissing back as she felt up her blaoted tits, giving his cock an appraising look before they both collided with each other, a
tangle of limbs as he linned himself up and pumped into the Black Widow.
Miss Marvel gasped as she felt her stomach lurch, the titanic monster woman rubbing circles around her dome of a belly as her unborn squirmed and kicked within her. She had been pregnant for only an hour and yet with all the mass she had consumed her litter
had grown with her, kicking at the walls of her womb demanding to be born. Her belly was so large she couldn't even wrap her claws around it as it shook and rippled from the activity within. "Feel like I'm going to pop but... So hungry!" Her belly wasn't the
only thing that had expanded, her breasts had grown heavy and plump on her chest, her nipples the size of her own thumbs as they leaked thick green milk. "HUNGRY!" Just as she tore a slab of wall off its hinges and bit into it she heard a sudden blast behind
her. The rest of the abominations looked up to see a hole had been blown out from the ceiling, the Thunderbolts looking down from the opening as they prepared the next phase of their plan.
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"Shit! Look at the size of them! Alright everybody this is it." Sticking close to Penance, the three remaining Thunderbolts held on as he used his kenetic powers to launch them back up. The blast of his powers causing a domino effect as each floor caved
in under them, burying the Avengers under tons of stone and metal. Catapulting high into the air Moonstone controlled their descent to land on the helipad bellow, the ground crumbling as they raced to the helicoptor and made their escape just before the pad
rig collapsed.
Taking their seats at the back, Norman Osborn sat beside the pilot looking over his shoulder at what remained of his team as the Raft sunk into the bay. Calling over the whirl of the copter blades their leader demanded a report of the abomination's demise.
"All done boss, even if they could dig though all that, they'd drown by then." Looking out into the waters as their former base sank and imploded from the damage they caused they were certain the monsters were dead.
Heading off into the city the helicopter flew to Oscorp tower, a back-up HQ for the team since they would be needing a new place to operate from. The last of the Raft fell into the water, churning water and air bubbling over the site before it went calm
again.