"Susie? I mean...Madame MacEvil? Should I...oh!"
Johnny Storm - dressed in his pretty, little girl-style 'Flower Girl' dress and bonnet - gasped at the sight of the two huge, hulking green woman. They were so massive and muscled - the huge cocks so obviously on display in their tight, purple speedos - that his first assumption was that they were men, but the large breasts and female faces showed that he'd guessed wrong. They were dressed in identical purple and gold outfits, their bald heads snug in tight fitting cowls. Purple capes and golden jewelery suggested...
Drax? Drax the Destroyer? She-Hulk and Gammora...dressed as Drax the Destroyer.
The She-Hulk grabbed him and held him alonf. "Foolish boi! On your knees before the MacEvil's!"
Moondragon and Malice MacEvil laughed, then soothed the two hulking, muscle-bound she-males. "Now don't worry about a thing, you two. Remember...you are our servants and slaves, just as he is. You are Jem-Drax and Gam-Drax, our loyal and loving Destroyers.
The two massive she-males smiled and exchanged loving looks with each other, rubbing their swollen cocks against each other and moaning.
"Now, what did you want, Johnny? Speak up, my sweet little brother."
"uh...well, some of the guests have been...wondering. I mean...Reed..."
"You mean 'Baroness Rita Von Doom', don't you? I know they haven't tied the knot, yet...but we're thinking of making this a double wedding."
Johnny blushed, then nodded. "Uh, yes...Madame. Some of the guests have been wondering...about some of the other...guests. Several villains are here, saying that they've been invited, and I think Captain America might...uh, arrest them."
The MacEvils exchanged a glance, evil winking in their eyes.
"Why not send them in a pair at a time. The two having the most difficulty first, and so on after that. We'll get this problem sorted out...soon enough. Nothing shall ruin our special day. And then there's you, my dear. I can't let my poor. little brother go through life without a big, strong husband to keep him safe. And then there's Ben. Has he appeared yet?"
Johnny looked down at his dainty feet, blushing and shaking his head. "He's still...not here, Madame. I think he suspects something might be wrong, and he's going to someone else for...uh, advice."