- "No doctor, said Captain America. It is not possible."
- "Captain, replied the doctor, what I have to say is very important. The two combined products
caused unexpected complications ... "
- I don't care, cut the womanly Steve Rogers. I have been changed. I am a woman. I have bizarre reactions. Everybody around me are acting werd. You saw Beast and Giant-Man. I need to stay alone in my quarters, at least until tomorrow. Let me breathe. "
- "But ..."
- "That's an order," shouted the avenger, walking out with a hurry.
Once in his room, Steve Rogers breathed a sigh of relief. His uniform and shield were hung
in the cabinet.
- "I shouldn't have to be so hard with Foster, thought the transformed hero. But I could not take anymore of this... I will apologize tomorrow."
With that he / she contemplated her new form. Steve withdrew without thinking her medical suit and could not help but whistle of admiration about his/her now generous curves. Her long blond curly hairs, brought back to his shoulders, stopped where began
his two round, firm and imposing breasts. A D cup or D +. His/her muscles had completely disappeared but instead, was thinner and firmer arms. Her hips were more rounded. A thin ranged slot laid instead of his male organs. Except that his/her crotch were
slightly more under his/her center of gravity.As for his/her face ... the hard lines have given away to a thin face, large blue eyes, a thin nose, and full luscious lips.
- My god, said Steve Rogers, I look like a goddess.
Always without thinking, as he/she admired his/her body in the mirror, his/her hands placed on his/her now long legs, went back along his/her body to rub his/her breasts.Only after a few seconds
massage and new sensations of heat, the hero of World War II realized what he/she was doing.
- Mmmm ... I should not ... I'd rather sleep.
But no sooner laying, he/she continued to rub the chest. And always mechanically, her legs spread more and more.
His/her left hand left the breast to gently rub his... her vagina. it became more and more humid, the
movement was accelerating and Captain America felt, for the very first time, a woman's orgasm.
But things did not end like this. In fact, Captain America lost control of his reactions, always
more unknowns. This heat ... this kind of pleasure ... all this by touching ... Eyes closed, her tongue began to caress one of her breast within her mouth's height, while the left hand continued to push inside her vagina, to come and to return at random
Her thoughts were no longer those of a soldier, waiting for a mission. Of a straight, by the book kind of man. She actually thought her Avengers colleagues : Tony Stark, so cute and so wealthy ; Thor, so well built ; Giant Man and its variable ... sizes.
Even Spider-Man, so agile,able to take complex positions. And even Wolverine, so brutal, so wild. Captain America imagined each everyone of them naked, their big, hard and juicy dicks just in front of her. From her lips escaped a trickle of drool, imagining
that she sucks their beautiful and addicting penises, or going between her legs. She imagined all possible positions and even new kinds of teamwork. All this while continuing to masturbate furiously.
Her thoughts were racing and this time, She imagined herself with a lot of the great criminals of his knowledge. And just by thinking about monsters like Crossbones, Batroc, Zemo, The Wrecking crew, all without any kind of sense of morality, ready to rape
her, to take her inall positions... Her pleasure became more and more huge.
She imagined herself to her knees, dirty, humiliated and fucked around, the villains around her spraying an hot, heavy and tasty cum.
Smiling, after enjoying herself one last time with a small squeal, Captain America could not help to
say aloud: "Mmmmm... I want all those cocks ..."