Power Girl moaned. She had never felt so horny, so needy. Her pussy was dripping, her mouth was drooling.
She knew how much men loved to look at her huge tits, and she often used to find that disgusting. Now... now she loved it so much. She had beautiful giant tits -- they were the best thing about her.
She cooed as she squeezed her funbags, yanking and pulling the flesh with her long nails. She hoisted them up, offering them to Sleez. "Sir...."
She wanted to feel his godcock on them so bad....
Emma Frost was moaning as well as she stroked herself. She was trapped in Sleez's sexual fantasy, her telepathy feeling his base desires. His desires to corrupt the innocent, degrade them. Emma knew so many innocent bitches at the school. She could corrupt them for Sleez.
* * *
"Dearest," Doom said.
"Yes, my love?" Janet giggled.
"It occurs to me that a queen like you deserves your pick of servants. Is there anyone in particular you wish to be your handmaidens?"
* * *
"You have done good, cunt," Edgar Cizko said.
"Thank you, master," Huntress cooed as she rubbed her face over his beautiful cock, panting like his loyal hound.
"Perhaps soon you will be ready to take down my greatest enemies."
Huntress snarled. She knew who they were -- those pathetic Amazons and their champion Wonder Woman. Pathetic women who thought they were better than men, better than her god. She'd show them all.
* * *
The agent of chaos giggled. It was February. Time to encourage more new romance in the air.
Mary Jane Watson-Parker was desperately fanning herself as she stared at a newspaper. The Kingpin was prominently featured there, and she'd never noticed how big and powerful he looked... how handsome, how totally in control.
At the same time, Lois Lane was starting an interview with Lex Luthor, trying to get some proof he'd been responsible for the robots that had recently attacked Superman. But she was having a hard time focusing.