Tigra lay on the floor, panting. She had just recovered from a massive orgasm at the hands (and lips, and breasts, and pussy) of Mockingbird. After having her boobs motorboated and her nipples stuffed into the amazon's mouth, they had ended up rocking their pelvises together and finishing with screaming orgasms. She vaguely heard a sound from the castle somewhere, but the afterglow she was currently feeling was so good it blotted out almost all other sensation.
The only problem is...it wasn't enough. Back during her time as a slave (she shivered at the thought) one orgasm was just barely getting started. Usually even with only one man her new curvier, hypersensitive body went off about 3-4 times before he had finished. And there was rarely only one man. She remembered rough hands pawing her, caressing her fur, making her moan in pleasure, and hard cocks plunging into her, deep into her fleshy folds...she moaned again at the memories, her hands roaming her body, following the same paths her many lovers had taken.
Oh God, it made her so hot, so wet...she knew she couldn't risk having sex with more men - her boobs were already bigger than her head, to say nothing of how much fuller her ass had gotten. But it had felt so good...just thinking about it made her want to...
Tony's Stark voice brought her out of her lust-induced reverie. Something about...men? Entertaining?
For a moment, a bit of her old temper came back. She shot to her feet, hissing. "So Tony, just because I'm wearing one of these collars of yours, you want me to be one of your slaves? To be a plaything for your minions?"
The erstwhile overlord smiled back. "Well, yes. Don't try to pretend, Tigra. I know you wouldn't mind." He gestured at her and the furred woman blushed in shame. Her nipples were standing proudly at attention, and her tail was swaying back and forth in need. You didn't need to be a genius to figure out that she was in heat from the mere prospect of thinking about the "entertainment" she would be providing.
"Don't worry, my collar will prevent any further transformations, as well as making sure your..."activities" help charge my power further. In addition, you make my men happy, they make you happy, it's a win-win situation all around. I'd even have Bobbi help you, but I'll be needing her to help me with some experiments shortly."
Still blushing slightly, Tigra turned to the side. "Well, it's not like I have a choice now is there..." Despite what she said, she was getting hotter and hotter thinking of what was to come.
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