Jasmine stared at Ms. Marvel with a bored, haughty air, a faint smile of pleasure playing across her plump lips as Reed Richards kept up his worship of her tits.
"Do you have an appointment?" she asked in a disinterested breathy tone.
Carol stared in stunned puzzlement. She could almost swear that the woman's strange looking dress was moving. More than that, behind the huge pouty lips, trashy make-up and impressive tits, the receptionist looked familiar somehow.
". . . Jessica? Oh, my God, Jessica is that you?" Carol said in horror. The woman in front of her bore only the slightest resemblance to her old friend Jessica Jones. She was like some sort of erotic parody of the woman she knew, all overdone curves and come-fuck-me
eyes.
"My name is Jasmine." she giggled. "And Dr. Violet and I are currently with- oooh, good slave, keep that up - other patients."
Closer examination revealed that the "dress" was actually Mr. Fantastic! His head had stretched out nearly flat, mouth fully enveloping one of "Jasmine's" mammoth titties. His eyes were glazed over with desire and pleasure. Carol didn't even want to think about
where his hands and other body parts were.
"Mister Fantastic? What the fuck are you doing?" Carol shouted, pulling at Jasmine's "dress".
"Hey!" Jasmine protested loudly.
Reed Richards removed his mouth from one of Jasmine's big tits reluctantly and used one of his stretchy hands to shove her back roughly.
"Please stop that, Carol. I'm Jasmine's slave now because I sucked on her big tits. It's rather strange, I know but it feels so good I don't care. I love big tits and Dr. Violet said it was all right. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must keep sucking on Mistress
Jasmine's tits."
Without even a second thought, the formally moral family man went back to sucking on Jasmine's boobs right in front of Carol, sliding back into place as her slutty mini-dress with a glazed look of adoration on his face.
If this whole scene hadn't angered Captain Marvel so much, she might have stopped to think about calling in back up but the sight of her best friend and a good man like Reed Richards being sex fiends threw her into a rage. She kicked in the doors to Dr. Violet's
office.
"Violet! Whatever this is, it ends now!" she growled. "I- Sue?!?"
A tall, handsome man was smiling as his big, thick cock shot load after load of sperm onto a kneeling Invisible Woman's face and tits, making her shudder and moan with delight.
"Oh, hello, Ms. Marvel." the man she assumed to be Dr. Violet said with a smile on his face. "Mrs. Richards and I were just finishing up. Susan, you may go clean yourself up. My private restroom is on the left. Oh, and make sure to tell Jasmine to give your
sniveling weakling husband instructions on how to behave from now on."
The man smiled, completely unfazed by the former Ms. Marvel literally tearing down his downs and staring at him with a mixture of rage and disgust. Susan smiled at Carol and fanned herself, obviously coming down from some delirious orgasmic high, walking past
her while covered in sweat and spooge with an evil smirk on her face.
"Dr. Violet's such a bad, sexy stud. Too bad I saw him first, slut." she whispered in Carol's ear. Carol pushed her away in disgust.
"Whatever you're doing to these people, you're going to fix it - NOW!" Carol shouted, energy blasts powering up from her hands. "And where the hell is Luke Cage?"
Dr. Violet smiled and raised his hands
"I give up. You've got me. Just one thing though . . ."
"Shut up! Just give me a reason, scumbag, and I'll rearrange your-" Carol growled, moving toward him with the intent to slug that smug smile off his face.
Dr. Violet interrupted, his tone icily calm as he spoke, an evil smile on his face.
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