“Step on me, Captain.”

Peggy looks taken aback and steps backwards, unable to hide her shock at the admittedly very cute young girls request, not expecting such an odd thing to come from such an adorable young lady.

If she had been asked this before she went into the ice, this would be no trouble for her, as she would not have known what this had meant, but being a buff female superhero in the 2020’s had its disadvantages, many of which rambeau had to explain to her, namely a legion of horny nerds who thrived on humiliation, however, she reflected, pretty girls never were supposed to fall into this category.

Kamala looks nervous for a moment at seeing the captain’s reaction, but instead of backing out, she decides to double down, hoping it would prove more fruitful. “So Captain? Wanna take up my offer?” She almost squeaks.

Peggy considers for a moment. Her dignity was already compromised, so that wouldn’t be an issue, but fulfilling this girls fantasies could reflect negatively on her.

With a large huff and a sigh that causes her sizeable bust to shake, she drawls, “lie down then, let’s get this over with... you naughty young lady” she adds for good measure, her posh but stern voice sounding like that of a schoolteacher exasperatedly scolding her student for doing something stupid, although, the only one about to do something stupid was Peggy.

Kamala’s jaw drops , and subsequently so does she, eagerly flopping to the ground and looking up at the muscly mountain of a beautiful athletic woman looking down at her with a hint of disgust in her eyes, just the way Kamala likes it.

“I should warn you miss khan, my feet are caked in dirt, grease and sweat from my battle with the scarlet witch, are you sure you wish to proceed?” she hopefully asks, praying to dissuade the surprisingly thick teen from her request, however she is unsuccessful, and Kamala continues to drop to the ground, and peels off her fleecy Captain marvel styled pajama bottoms with matching panties and throws the latter at peggy’s face, and it gets caught on her ear, and she looks repulsed at the scent, but drops them and attempts a smile as Peggy raises an outstretched, smooth, slender foot over Kamala’s face, the younger girls pupils and nostrils dilating with need as the object of her desire is so close but just out of reach.

“Captain! I said step on me, not hover over m-“ Kamala starts to say but is cut off by Peggy placing her filthy red toenailed foot gently over her face.

At this Kamala lets out a squeak of joy and takes a long hard lick of the sole, tasting every crevice and stopping at the toes. “ t-they’re amazing...” Kamala whimpers and nuzzles her face in.

“You disgust me, you’re a very naughty girl!” Peggy snaps, only fuelling Kamala’s desire to be played with. Kamala happily sighs under her feet as Peggy looks around confused before taking them off of the young Muslim teen’s face. “That’s quite enough of that, I think.” As Peggy says this, Kamala folds her arms and her face falls into an adorable pout, creating a look that would soften anyone. “Now it’s time to hold up your end of the deal, now, where are my clothes you promised me?” Peggy asks, losing patience fast.

“I’ve got nothing that would fit you! I agreed to helping you, but as a guide, you’ll need to find new clothes!” Kamala laughs and spanks peggy’s large, pale bare rump, jiggling for a solid 30 seconds.

Peggy is outaged by these factors and knocks some things from a chair near Kamala’s bed, getting an Idea on how to punish her.