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(OOC: I'd intended this and the previous post to be one big episode, but ran out of time; my apologies.)
Felicia Hardy, the Black Cat, perched on the windowsill outside Peter Parker's bedroom. It was surreal to be here; she'd never been interested in Spider-Man as his secret identity, and during their occasional flings had always insisted on meeting on rooftops,
and in costume. But she didn't care about that anymore. She wanted some Spider-Cock inside her right away, and had no patience to wait. However, it appeared she wasn't the only one who felt that way. At this moment, Peter's usually frigid bitch of a girlfriend,
Carlie Cooper, was riding him like a bronco, her blonde ponytail swinging wildly as she jackhammered away.
Felicia sat and watched, entranced, one hand unzipping her costume all the way down, the other reaching inside and headed to her wet pussy...and then she heard a laugh. Her head whipped around and her eyes widened. A beautiful blonde sporting horns and green
skin was squatting on a goblin glider hovering right behind her.
"Well isn't this a pretty sight?" the horned hottie said.
"And you would be?" Felicia challenged.
"Lily Hollister. You can call me Menace. I'm going to fuck Peter's brains out. Carlie too. You gonna watch, or join in?"
Felicia smirked, and opened the window. Peter froze as the two blondes tumbled into his bedroom, but Carlie kept right on going. She looked at them, and licked her lips.
"Mmm, why don't you two strip off and join us?"
As the Hellions stared at the nude Emma, Paige Guthrie strolled into the office. She caught the tableau, flipped her blonde hair, and leered.
"Don't stop on my account," she said, leaning back against the door. Emma glared at the younger woman; she was fond of her former student, and excited at the idea of having an audience to her debauchery...but she still didn't like being interrupted. She telepathically
froze the Hellions and glared.
"What do you do you want," she declared, quite clearly infuriated.
Husk kept her cool. "The Pervert said thar' could be multiple winners. Ah think we X-Blondes should work tahgether to make sure that's us."
Emma blinked. She hadn't realized it, but it was true.
"What did you have in mind?" she asked Paige.
"Well ta start with, I was figurin' you could brainwash everyone so no one objects to us blondes grabbin' anyone we want for sex. 'Specially my brothers; 's the only one I can get 'em to fuck me."
Emma was impressed at Paige's ruthlessness. Her mind churned, adjusting her plans; she still intended to rule the X-Men as the White Slut Queen, but what was a queen without a court? Yes, the other blonde X-Women would make fine lieutenants...
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