He has chosen wisely

T’challa looked towards the cosmic being as he gave his two choices of ridding himself of his two adversaries.

“Excellent choices and they make the upcoming changes so much easier,” Horizon

“Speaking of which what is your main goal here,”

“Since you are more practical and can look at the big picture than I will tell you. I love this world with all it beauty and ugliness so much so that I have a son on this planet believing it will make him a great man so to speak. But because he was born with power and not by accident my son will be categorized as what oppressed group,” the all-powerful entity.

“Mutant,” T’Challa hated how the outside would treat it citizens who by fate or chance that a quirk of their DNA made them different. His grandfather passed a law that protected them from such persecution.

“People will believe he is a mutant at least but if they look at his DNA they would realize he is as much a mutant as Thor,”

“If what your saying is true then how will this somehow help the world,” ever being a skeptic but like always within reason.

“In his own special way, but like them, you and heroes like you get treated like dirt never realizing without you the world be killed either invasion from outside of their pitiful globe. I still can’t they believe that pitiful armies can stop even the simplest invasion. And all the militaries in the world could not stop the Skrull, the Kree, or worse Galacticus. And that just naming a few I believe men and women putting their lives on the line should have freedom or break if you will and this way makes having a life outside of it all makes thing easier,”

“And your son?”

“He will be instrumental in ridding most of the world's hatred of mutants and changing a few events which will stop the needless bloodshed. But for the most part he is free to decide what he wants to do in life,”

“Are all heroes getting this choice?”

“No only those who I believe deserve it like you and those who suffer such great misfortune that a little like Spiderman and Hulk,”

“You are not going to give this to Stark are you,” the idea of that arrogant ass getting such a gift is actually frightening.

“As you, earthlings would say ‘Do I look that stupid.’ He, Reed Richards, and Hank Pym would try to undo what I have done, misuse the gift, or cause an even worse event than before because they can’t leave it alone,” (Note: Not to mention there a bunch of assholes who think they know everything)

“Another question you said Peter and Hulk I assume you already met them and gave the same choices. Who did they pick as their allies?”

“I will answer if you promise to not unmake a world where the mutants and humans can live with each other without one wiping out the other,” Horizon knew hero types before who sees the very idea of being happy as a crime.

“I swear upon the throne of my ancestors that I will make you that your world becomes a reality as long it does not harm my people,” Giving the best oath

“Very well, Parker choose Norman Osborn and Dr. Otto Octavius personally I would have chosen Venom with a suit as a positive influence he could do so much more powerful and eliminate so many enemies as a result,”

“And the Hulk,” wondering if Banner or Hulk made these choses.

“Hulk asks me to bring back an old ally and loved one Caiera and since it was in the purview of my current influence fulfilled his wish and having one of the Illuminati as an ally would help him in the future,”

“Hmm, I can understand why he picked one of them after all the illuminate was wrong for sending Hulk into Space after saving their lives. Not to mention hulk never harmed an innocent person and anyone dumb enough to attack him yes but never innocent. So making him a defender for him in the shadows would be a great choice,”

“Then I will take my leave I have several more heroes to meet,”

“Your son, how will I know him if he needs my help?”

“Look to the X-men and you will know him as your one in the few in this galaxy whose memories were altered. You are bound to notice that he wasn’t there before. Oh before I leave you I should warn you that their will be some changes to the world to make these alterations seamless to everyone and no one will remember the old world except those who I visit like you,” then in a flash of light, the being known as Horizon was gone.

The next morning he knew things were different for one Ororo was on X-men business for over week now and wasn’t schooled to be back for another week. Right now she was practically naked with exception of her sexy pair green panties that seemed painted on. He knew his fiancée luscious ass anywhere and seeing that she was wide awake over the covers with her ass pointed his way awaken a primal hunger. She was very attractive and the true definition of a "Brickhouse." With a honey brown skin complexion, she had a tiny waistline that led down to a wide pair of hips, and with one of the biggest booty he has ever set eyes on by any heroine. With the smallest movement, it bounced and wobbled around, which drove him crazy.

Ororo must have noticed his presences because she turned from her book and towards him. And noticed his gaze upon her form. "My, my," she said with a giggle, picking the deep wedgie out, "It seems that someone is a little restless this morning ." She dropped a hand a let it roll down her ample hips and towards her knee. "Let's put these big muscles to work..." at that she smacked her ass with pop that seem to raise his 'warrior' even higher.

"Well...maybe you and this fat ass of yours should come on bring those big hips over here and let me," I said boldly, groping her big, round her ass from behind. She was startled by T’challa aggressiveness for a second, and then slowly ran her index finger down my stomach a bit of change in attitude is nice once and while.

"Mmm...well maybe I will. And I know you Wakandan boys like a lady with a big ol' booty."

"You got that right. This thing is crazy..." I said, feeling her big booty up, bouncing and jiggling the colossal ass cheeks in his hands, amazed at its size and thickness. "Enough with all this teasing..."

He wrapped his arms around waist and lift her with above human strength which set off a gale of laughter which was silence with early morning make-out session. Her tongue wrestled against his as they laid cuddling in bed enjoying each other company inside the other loving embrace. And though Black Panther always tries to put himself above baser desires and hold dignity such as a need for a king he will throw that out the door for her big booty in the palms of his hands. She grabbed his face gently breaking their tongue wrestling match and caution her king. "Darling we need to make sure that no comes in while we conduct marital business unless you want them to see one of your future queens in all her glory."

Rushing like a man dying with thirst rush towards there bedroom chamber door and poked his head out for a bit telling his morning council that he would be late seeing as he needs to make heirs at the moment. The elders and even his mother laughed at the apparent desire of their king and let him have couple more hours to himself. He returned across the expansive bedroom with only his mighty spear pointing toward his prey that is often call the rain goddess in this part of the world. Pulling him by his long, fat shaft, wanting her warrior in bed beside her and then Storm playfully slapped on his butt as she got into position on all fours.

"Damn you got me wet waiting for you," she said, "Fuck me...fuck me with this big ass dick." She crawled up on my bed with her face down on the mattress, her huge, round ass propped up high in the air. Her big cheeks were so full and thick, yet doughy. "Take it slow," she said.

She let out a sexy, loud moan as Black Panther gathered his big cock in his hand, pushing the head in. He loved it when she got like this some women need to be prepped before diving in but when she goes into heat she wants hard and rough. Hre wetness helped him slide it in a little more easily, welcoming the first few inches. Most women he laid with can barely take eight to nine inches of his third leg considering the thickness as well length "Oh God!" she cried out, "Don't push it in too fast baby, I want this hard and long," He pulled out a little bit, and then pushed his dick back in hard getting few more exquisite inches in her.

"Mmm fuck...all this ass, with a such a tight honey pot..." T’challa said shaking his head while moving in deeper in her with each thrust making her back arched deep. The sound of her moaning almost ave him more pleasure than the act. It reaffirms he is pleasing his mate and the way her already tight snatch was grabbing him showed she wasn’t faking her cries.

"Fuck! That feels so right just perfect, that’s it my king give all you got!!"

“As you wish my Queen, I will give you all within my.. royal might..” Black Panther stated this by thrusting with each syllable filling her. He bit on his bottom lip as he finally bottoms out something since no woman before could take all of him. His hands caressing the big bouncing booty before him it was a surge that overload his control as I pushed more and more dick up her pussy, "Mmm...take this dick, you big ass thunder goddess. TAKE IT!"

"Oh god!!" she yelled with her head tilted back as her body shook in delight with stroke, "Work it T’challa don’t stop!" She gave in.

He held her by the waist as her Jell-O ass began to slap against his pelvis. She arched her back deeper, making that giant ass of hers sit up higher. The stroking got faster as her body connected with mine, powerful clapping noises filling the room. Her big ass cheeks rippled up to her lower back with every thrust as he put in her.

"Oh my God, oh Goddess," she repeated with panting breaths. All the years of teasing were finally being answered. "You going to make me cum, you magnificent bastard!" she shouted, "Give it to me just like that!"

Her giant booty ricocheted off his groin, as her plump ass cheeks bouncing lewdly she thrust back into him. He was also picking up speed at first they were a little disjointed but soon found a rhythm the made a rapid pat pat pat sound. The loud clapping deepened as she rammed her fat ass back at him, meeting his long thrust. At this point, only the threat of Galactus would have stopped him even then it would have been a hard decision to disengage. He grabs on tighter and really let rip pounding into her which seemed to send into another orgasm. He figured since when she came it was in silent screams and the moisture seemed to flood his cock.

"AH SHIT!!!" T’challa usually didn’t cause he found it crude and unnecessary unless it was called for, and the way she was griping him it was called for. And in the grip of passion, it took some self-control not blows his load with her. Luckily being Black Panther meant near perfect control of his body so he could hold off discharge. His face was controlled as the king of Wakanda banged her from the back only revealing a satisfied face and calm.

"Take me fast now baby! Come on baby, handle this big fucking ass!" she shouted. The strength came to him to keep fucking came to him. One of the benefits to the Panther power giving to him by Bast the panther goddess is a high amount of sexual e energy. His balls tightened up as a warm sensation built up in the king’s shaft.

"Shit..." he moaned, the speed of the penetration increasing as Storm’s big ass slapped against him. Strom realized he was about to blow and she wanted every last drop.

"Come-inside-me," she slurred in between breaths and thrust, "Come in this big, fat ass. Breed me!!" They locked eyes as she looked back at him biting her lip.

"FUCK!" he grunted, slamming his long pole so deep that he was tapping her womb with two inches to spare, shooting thick ropes of cum in her huge booty. I've never come so hard in my life. "God damn woman," I said while taking a few steps back, stroking my dick to its flaccid state.

Ororo laid on her side, holding her head up with her hand "Baby, you don't know how badly I needed that," she said, "Mmm...you always knew which spots hit."

"You don't know how much a tease you were always wearing the most skin-tight attire in front of me outside of battle but as soon the mood hit one crisis after another happened to stop me. And you seem to have a constant sway in your hips whenever I’m in front of you. I’ve dreamed about having this beautiful piece of the art call an ass in my bed for weeks now,”

Instead of replying to Ororo bent over and shimmed her behind to entice him for round two. And like any decent king, he went forward and conquer.

Later that morning, around 11 am, Storm awoke to see her fiancée standing over her, dressed in his finest as he was already late for the morning meeting to be with her. She stretched and rubbed her eyes while struggled to move her exhausted body from under the covers.

"Don’t move, they need their king not their soon to be queen," he said as he let his fiancée rest as he went to boardroom section of his palace as he needed to take care affairs of the state.