The lovely lady brushed a tangle of brown curls out of her hair and gathered up the long train of her gown, exposing slim legs covered in purple lace stockings. If only she could find Captain america or one of the other avengers, maybe she wouldn't feel
so helpless or scared.
She could hardly be wearing a less appropriate outfit for the swamp she was moving through. The topical heat made her entire body pulsate in heat and the purple crinoline gown hardly gave her large bosoms room to breath, not to mention the intense compression
she felt around her wasp waist. Was she wearing a corset underneath this incredibly elaborate and uncomfortable dress. Her high heeled boots sank deeper into the mud with every step, she wiped thick sweat off her face and said "Oh I do declare!"
"Declare what beauty?" Facing her on the path was the snake who had bitten her, transforming her into this delicate female.
"Eeeek! Snake!" Hawkeye attempted to run back and instead pitched forward onto the ground.
The snake lengthed and grew until it was the size of a large croc, then with an animal lear it wrapped around the girl's legs.
"Damballah chose you to transform you, you should be honored." The words came from a muscular black beauty, the witch who had transformed Hawkeye and was advancing on her prone form
Captain America heard a female scream off in the distance and ran ahead into the thick underbrush, but as he ran a strange black branch caught his costume and tore into his flesh at the thigh. He stopped to brush off the blood and looked at the blood on
his long slim white hand. Wait, his arms were bare and white and small and smooth. He looked down at an armerican flag crop-top that her huge breasts spilled out of. The slim blonde's heavily permed hair spilled over her bare shoulders and she grabbed a breast
She looked down at her white cutoffs and flip flops, she looked like a trailer park floozy!