"Gh!" Lois ground her teeth. "Excuse me, but I see someone I need to talk to."
Barely controlling her annoyance and frustration, she stormed away.
As soon as she disappeared into the crowd, Alexa wrapped her arms around Clark and whispered into his ear.
"I thought that crusty old bitch would never leave," she cooed, her hot breath on his ear. "Clarkie, let's go into one of the private rooms and you can, like, give me a SUPER intimate interview. 'kay?"
* * *
"Carol?"
Carol Ferris looked around and rolled her eyes as she saw Hal Jordan was there.
"What are you doing with him?" Hal pointed accusingly at Fred Meyers.
* * *
"What a pair of nasty stupid bitches, right, Dickie?" Bryce said as she took his arm. "You're better off without that skank Starfire."
"Excuse me, who are you?" Black Widow asked.
"Oh, I'm Bryce Wayne." The former Batman giggled. "I'm Dickie's bestest buddie. Right, Dickie?"
Dick Grayson blushed as Bryce nuzzled against him.
"Hey, aren't you, like, some kinda spy or something?" Bryce asked. "Black Spinster? Black Matron?"
"Black Widow."
"Yeah, whatevs," Bryce shrugged. "You go do some spyin'. I gotta talk with Dickie about some important stuff, right, Dickie?"
She pulled on his arm.
"Maybe you could look around, Natasha," Dick said. He needed to figure out what was going on with Wayne Manor.
* * *
Beast Boy whimpered as he saw Blackfire and Starfire saunter over to him. Their big orange tits and buttcheeks were jiggling back and forth, their tits looking like they were about to fall out of their dresses. The two of them were staring at him like cats closing in on a little green budgie. Like they would eat him right up.
He squirmed. Perhaps one advantage of being hung like a mouse is that people wouldn't see how stiff he was. He had to avoid cumming. He knew the Fire twins would know if he spurted inside his silky panties. The panties they had made him wear.
"NHHHH!" Beast Boy hoped they wouldn't see him sweat.
* * *
"Yeah, snort that coke!" MJ laughed as she pushed May's nose against the line of coke on the thug's dick.
May moaned as she snorted it up. Mary Jane had told Peter she'd seen a friend of hers, and that she'd be right back, and he should keep on snapping his pretty pictures.
She'd dragged in May, who had come in through the back way, and then pulled her into a side room. May didn't know Peter was there.
Wasn't that so funny, that MJ was making Petey's hot auntie snort cocaine off cock while he was taking his silly pictures, not knowing all the naughty things his wifey and auntie were up to?
"Fuck, my panties are so fucking soaked," Mary Jane moaned.
* * *
Lola was glancing around the crowd nervously.
Mr. Summers had given her a stern talking to back at the mansion and it was hard to focus on what he was saying, because he had sounded so authoritative and masculine and big and powerful and macho and all those things, and it made the former Wolverine all weak-kneed and trembling.
After Lola had left the meeting, Jubilee and Laura had walked up to her.
"Did he make you suck his dick, sis?" Laura had asked.
"N-no."
"Probably saving you for later," Jubilee had chuckled.
Now Ms. Munroe and Ms. Braddock had brought some of the girls to this party on a "field trip," like Jubilee and Laura, who Lola thought were pretty mean and nasty, and Kitty, who Lola thought was really nice and smart.
Ms. Braddock had muttered something about "teaching these boys how a real lady does it," and wandered off towards some of the royalty. Lola wasn't sure what had happened to the others.
All this tall intimidating people, it was making Lola nervous. The sissy wrinkled her nose. She still had her enhanced senses and all those sounds and smells, they were pretty disorientating.
"Hey, Lola!"
Lola squeaked and looked around. "Y-yeah?"