The Carnal Cube knew what it was doing.  It knew that the four teens it was working with were good guys who normally wouldn't exploit their female friends like this.  So it tweaked their sexual morals down just a bit.  Just enough to make them want to give into their hormones, while still maintaining their moral stance.  

 

(It would have them brutalize the next rapist they found, just to make them feel better.)  

 

Miles, for his part, was looking forward to trying out the Cube.  He debated on using it on his female teammates.  Ms. Marvel was already highly elastic.  And Viv... wait, did she even have proper anatomy?  If she did, and Vision designed her that way, then holy crap that was creepy... Not creepy enough to make him reconsider boning her, but still.

 

There were a lot of young heroines in his age group, too.  Ironheart, that psycho Gwenpool, that Wolverine girl and her sister, Jean... well, maybe not Jean.  He had a weird feeling Cyclops would call her first.  

 

"Come to think of it," he said as he swung up to a gargoyle and perched on it.  "A lot of the supervillain chicks out there are pretty hot too..." Black Cat, both Enchantresses, Titania... 

 

He chuckled.  So many options, he thought, looking at his Carnal Cube.  He had made it into a ring so it wouldn't be easy to lose, but it still glowed with power...