Avengers; Satyr Silliness

Stepping into her apartment overlooking the view of New York city, Wanda Maximov pulled off her coat and pressed a delicate finger to the voicemails still waiting to be heard off her phone. Heading over in front of a mirror, the woman listened in as she heard the messages play behind her.

"HEY WANDA!" Called out Janet Van Dyne in her chipper demeanor. "Clint and I are going on a double date with Tony and Patsy, let me know if you want to come with, if you've got a date that is."

"Hey there girl." Chimed in Jennifer Walters when the next message played. "Guess who's back from the dead? Jack of Hearts! I know right? Well we're going out and we wanted to know if you wanted to make it a double couple night."

"Greetings Wanda, Virginia and I were planning a family barbeque with the neighbors and wanted to know if you'd like to come?" Asked Vision in his pleasant tone. "The theme is matching couples; Virginia and me will be wearing matching Hawaiian shirts and shorts."

Huffing in annoyance, Wanda sat at her couch with a light thump against the cushions and blew a stray red hair out of her eyes. She didn't want to say it out loud, but she had been having a dry spell for a LONG time now, and getting calls from her friends to be invited to group outings didn't help. Getting up from the couch and heading into her washroom, the woman pulled her hair back and posed in front of her reflection. Slim waist, leggy and fairly chesty, the woman was rather attractive last she checked. Though there were the few... Bits of history with her.

Yes she screwed up reality... Twice... Maybe three times. Then there was the time she raised the dead... And that time she went crazy. Dropping her arms to her sides and huffing in frustration, Wanda had to admit that the title of 'Scarlet Witch' carried with it a lot of baggage no one wanted to get involved with. Stepping out of the washroom and heading back to her living room, she sat back down on the couch and waved her hands in front of her in conjuration. Before her red glowing eyes, the Darkhold appeared and rested on the table.

Leaning forward and resting her chin in the palm of her hand, Wanda skimmed through the pages of the book, sighing as she tried to find something that might help get her out of her funk. "Hello... What have we HERE?" Stopping at a summoning page, Wanda brought the book closer to look over the incantation and what it entailed. On the page there was a crude drawing of what looked like a satyr, along with what was needed to summon the fairy creature. "Buck the ever indulgent, for those in need of satisfaction, one need only summon the creature to have their desires slaked."

Tapping her chin with her finger, Wanda got up from the couch and read the summoning spell. "Maybe I should give myself a vacation, one where I can get some satisfaction."

Closing her eyes and muttering the spell needed, the lights in the room flickered and a current of wind billowed around her while a burning circle formed on the carpeted floor in front of her. When the incantation was complete, Wanda looked up with excitement as her spell had worked. Flicking his ears and looking around his surroundings, the goat man was fairly pleasing to her eye. Handsome and fairly built, his whole body was covered in shaggy fur. His feet were cloven, and a tail flicked behind him while he scratched his head and horns over his brow. But what REALLY caught Wanda's attention was the weapon of mass destruction he sported between his legs loaded with a pair of balls the size of ripe oranges. The moment he locked eyes with Wanda, the satyr smirked.

"Hey there beautiful, name's Buck, rhymes with Fuck, you want to?" He grinned a toothy smile, gesturing with an eye brow.

"Oh you have no idea, I've been in need of a little fun for a long time now, and by the looks of things you are CERTAINLY equipped for the job I have for you." Wanda smiled back in delight, noticing a spicy scent in the air like cinnamon that made her nipples tent the fabric of her blouse and cause a heat to bloom between her legs.

"Oh then you called up the RIGHT Billy goat for the job gorgeous, if there's anything ol' Buck is known for, its knowing how to have fun." Crossing his arm and puffing up his chest, the satyr's grin spread from ear to pointed ear.

"Good, because I have just the place to have that fun... For a whole week." She declared, drawing circles with her hands as she made to teleport them both to a new location.

"Will there be liquor?"

With a flash of red light, the two disappeared from Wanda's apartment, causing a gust of wind that caused the Darkhold to turn its page, revealing something extra regarding the summoning.

'BEWARE! Do NOT allow Buck to remain on the mortal plains for too long lest the desire to find satisfaction becomes insatiable.'

*

Flashing neon lights and glitzy music could be heard overhead along with the chimes and noises of slot machines going off from the front lobby of the fancy hotel casino on the strip of Las Vegas. The day was hot and already thousands of tourists and visitors were crowding in front of the teller at the sign-in desk to set up a room at their establishment. The noise and sounds of dozens of voices clamoring over each other to make requests barely registered the flash of red light behind them. Making their way over to the front desk, Wanda wore a long red fur coat over her dark red cocktail dress and dark shades over her eyes, all while her arm was snaked around the arm of a well dressed, handsome man in a black business suit and goatee over his chin.

Taking a look around while Wanda got them a room in the penthouse suite, Buck looked around and smirked at the reactions all the women around him were making. Some of them making fanning gestures as their cheeks reddened, smelling the spicy cologne he gave off that made them all feel excited.

"Nice place doll, real fancy, LOVE the company. So why here and not at your place?"

"Because I don't want my neighbors to hear me have the best sex of my life." Explained Wanda, nodding to the bellhop as he handed her the keys to the room at the top floor. "Besides, as the saying goes; what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas."

Giving the disguised Buck a smile, Wanda dragged him with her down the halls towards the elevator. "And the reason why I look like some Chad in a romance novel?"

"Pff, can you imagine me trying to explain why I have a goat man with me who's hung like a moose to passers by?"

"Oh I think the ladies around here already KNOW I'm hung like a big, antlered animal, the horns and tail are just for showing off." Buck winked back at a woman in a blue cocktail dress, the woman blushing and hiding her face behind her black hair as they walked past. "So what kind of night you looking for? A good ol pump'n dump or are you thinking of keeping me around for all of them... Stressful nights?"

Roiling her eyes behind her sunglasses, Wanda waited at the elevator and pressed the button to their floor. "Look, I've summoned you because I'm bummed out, bored and I'm looking for some excitement in my life that doesn't involve hearing my friends talk about the weather."

Laughing out loud and slapping his knee, Buck's grin was almost ear to ear. "So you want to have the stable ride WITHOUT the reigns on? Oh we're going to have a blast cupcake."

"Sigh... Just make sure the night is memorable. When I send you back, I don't want to feel like I was disappointed." She sounded frustrated by the goat man she disguised with a glamour spell, but truth be told her cheek were bright red and the heat between her legs was at a fever pitch thanks to that smell he gave off.

"Oh don't worry honey, Buck NEVER disappoints... Sniff... Sniff, sniff... Ooh, they got FOOD here!"

Confused and angry, Wanda raised her hands up in protest watching the satyr run off in search of something to eat, just as the elevator doors opened. Chasing after him, Wanda found he had already filled a plate or two from the open buffet and gleefully sat at a table to start when the Scarlet Witch loomed over him with her hands at her sides like an upset parent.

"REALLY?! We can get service at the room!"

"B-but its right HERE!" Pouted the satyr, still holding a fork loaded with fried chicken he got from the tray. "I mean have you even TRIED it yet?"

Sighing and sitting across from Buck, Wanda crossed her arms and looked away in annoyance. "You aren't winning any points for making me wait, you know."

Raising an eyebrow, Buck slid the plate of various food in front of the woman. "Oh? So do you want a demonstration huh? That scent I give off isn't just my natural charm, you know. It enhances desires... And appetites."

Slowly turning her attention back to Buck, her eyebrow raised slightly.

"Take one bite and you'll only want more." He explained, waving the fork in front of her playfully before Wanda scoffed and pulled it free of his fingers. Rolling her eyes again, she took a bite of the fried chicken on the end of the fork.

The moment she did, her eyes went wide, and she inhaled sharply. The taste, the FLAVOUR was so delightful, so delicious, she never thought chicken could taste so good. Looking down at the plate she stuck the **** into a bundle of fries and brought it to her open mouth. The salty sweet flavor that assailed her taste buds made her crave more. And more she took. One fork stab after another brought more and more off the plate to her lips, she couldn't get enough of it.

It wasn't until the fork scraped against smooth porcelain that her mind cleared, and she found that she had eaten it all. Looking back at Buck and still breathing hard with excitement, the satyr in disguise looked back at the woman with a smug grin.

"Still want more. Or do you have OTHER appetites?"

*

Stepping through the elevator and huffing in annoyance as she talked on the phone, a well-dressed business woman in a green dressed down suit scoffed into her phone while holding the key to her suite. "Yes Clark, I'm taking a two-week sabbatical like I was told by the rest of the table members. Honestly, I don't NEED a vacation, that incident at the coffee table was just some intern getting in my way."

Nodding as she heard the other voice on the phone speak, Amanda Ellison tossed her dark hair over her shoulder and glared back at her phone. "I am NOT a workaholic! I just have high standards of productivity. And believe me, if it weren't for the rest of the CEOs putting a vote to have me take this vacation I'd still be making you all billions." Turning off her phone and putting in her purse, the woman fumed before catching herself.

"He should feel lucky I can't fire him while I'm out here for that remark. I don't need to unwind; THEY need to wind back up!"

Opening her door, the woman spotted the elevator open up again to show a couple making out furiously as they tumbled out of the elevator and pressed up against the hallway wall. Wanda moaned into Buck's mouth as she felt him hoist her leg around his waist and pulled her in closer.

Watching the two act like a pair of horny teenagers as they spun around and managed to reach their room. Wanda fumbled with the key and they two practically fell into their suite room just as Buck kicked the door closed. Scoffing again, the CEO woman made a look of disgust as she too closed the door behind her.

"Hmmph! Disgusting..."

*

Still on the floor and making out like a drunk couple, Wanda's heart was pounding in her chest with excitement. The man on top of her had an effect on her that just drove her crazy. The scent, the pheromones' he gave off was like a **** to her, everything just felt so much more sensitive, so vibrant. The way his hands would trace up her toned legs or over her narrow waist before groping at her modest breasts over her dress, it just sent waves and waves of intense pleasure up her spine again and again. Rolling over so she was on top, the red dressed woman shirked off her coat and straddled the man as he quickly pried off his jacket and buttoned shirt, pulling the woman down to make out with again.

"Gotta admit babe, I like where this is heading."

"So hot... So HOT!" Wanda moaned, capturing his mouth with hers again as she felt behind her to unzip her dress. "Feels like there's a fire in me."

"YEAH baby! Come and let me light your fire!" He grunted, kicking off his pants and helping her out by grabbing both ends of the back of her dress and ripping it open, to both her shock and delight now that she was free of it and pulled the now ruined dress off her sweat slick body. Panting in arousal and combing her fingers through her red hair, Wanda whimpered as she felt Buck grope at her bare breasts again, cupping them in his hands like squeezing apples for ripeness.

Fluttering her eyes, Wanda let her hands roam over his hairy chest, biting her lip as she was worked into a frenzy by his expert fingers. Yelping in surprise again when she felt him grab at her legs and got up to his feet, wrapping her legs around his waist and still making out with him, she giggled in surprise when she landed back fist into the queen-sized bed in the other room.

We... W-we should slow down a bit..." Gasped Wanda, her eyes fluttering as she felt Buck lick between her breasts and up her neck, the act making her wrap her arms and legs around the man. "I can't... Can't control my hexes if I lose it..."

"Oh please, what's the worst that can happen, and besides, you summoned me because you DIDN'T want to be buckled down." He grunted, finally letting his true nature slip as he sprouted horns, a sheen of black fur and his feet becoming cloven hooves. A tail sprung free behind him and he snorted as his foot and a half long erection was finally freed after he ripped his underwear off. Lining himself up between her legs, Buck thrust hard and deep into Wanda Maximov, the intensity of being stuffed to near stretching limit making her scream silently, open mouthed as he began to thrust and buck his hips into her.

"You keep... Hnngh... Worrying about causing a f-fire if you so much as have a temper tantrum, I'd say bust loose and let that fire burn. Live it up! Heck, you should be like me, carefree and wild like a b-beast in heat."

Finally finding her voice, Wanda moaned and wailed as she felt his beer can thick cock thrust and slide into her again and again. Deep down, she felt he was right. She wanted to not care about worrying for a while, to feel free and do whatever she wanted to blow off steam and stress. Rolling over on the bed until she was on top, Wanda tossed her sweat slick hair and moaned as she ground her hips against the satyr.

"I... I want that... I want to stop caring and live free... Just... Just like Yooouuuuuaaaaaaagh!" She screamed as she finally reached her limit, her vision blurring into stars as a mind shattering orgasm crashed her psyche a split second before Buck groaned and flooded her insides with one deluge after the other. At that moment Wanda opened her eyes to reveal them glowing red hot like embers, the same with Buck's as the two locked eyes and finally collapsed together on the bed.

Exhausted and sated... For now.

*

A low growl echoed out in the bedroom, loud enough and annoying enough that Wanda Maximov pouted and turned in bed. Slowly stirring away due to the blades of light cutting through the blinds of their bedroom, Wanda rolled onto her side and groused, combing her fingers through her hair and collapse her head onto the hair chest of the satyr snoring away on the bed. Breathing in his cinnamon scent, Wanda's cheeks blushed, and a smile curled from her lips. Last night was... Indescribable! Her heart had been pounding in her chest the entire time they were tangled up with each other, her arousal a fever pitch as it drove her to do it again three more times before she finally passed out in exhaustion.

Sitting up and stretching her arms over her head. She got up from the bed and looked around for something to wear, discovering the remains of her dress on the floor by her feet. The memory of Buck pulling her free of it sent a thrill up her spine, which is until she heard him yawn back in bed.

"Hey hot stuff, got up early to make me a sandwich?" He smirked, gesturing a pair of gun motions with his hands and a wink.

"Hardly, I'm getting cleaned up and dressed for the morning breakfast buffet downstairs, if you TRY to be decent, you can come with."

"Tough luck there sweet tits, decent is not in my vocabulary." Smirking back at Wanda as she turned and walked away in the nude, Buck could already notice that she seemed more filled out, especially in the hips and rear.

"Well we better get up and ready before the rush."

"This is Vegas, baby. People are up all night forking their life savings over to the gambling tables or shoving it into some stripper's G-string. Either that, or their head down in the nearest trash can puking their guts out." Buck laughs.

Smirking, she crawled back onto the bed to drape over the chuckling satyr. "You have a very low opinion of the people that come here. Maybe some of us just want to fuck all night long!" Wanda laughs, before leaning over and planting a kiss on the goat man's lips.

"The point is they cater to delinquents of all sorts, and delinquents don't get up before 11," Buck laughs. He then rolled over and looked at the clock, "10:00? What the fuck, babe? Your damn stomach woke me up!"

"It woke me up too," Wanda said, and then with a wave of her hand, an energy bar formed out of nowhere. She grabbed it out of the air and started to nibble on it.

"That should do," Wanda cooed out

"BORING!" Buck shouted, "No woman of mine is going to eat little energy bars. Not in the morning, not in the afternoon and certainly not at night. Come on. Get your skinny little ass ready. I am fucking famished."

"I thought you liked my skinny little ass!" Wanda laughed, tilting her head to kiss him once again before getting up and heading to the washroom to disappear.

*

sighing under the spray of hot water, Wanda shampooed her hair and scrubbed her body down to get clean, the heat reminding her of the night's explosive fun she had before she passed out. First night in Vegas and already it was memorable for the woman, she could only wonder how tantalizing the rest of the week she had planned would be.

Turning off the hot water and wrapping a towel around herself to get dry, Wanda wiped her hand over the mirror and looked over her reflection. Turning her face back and forth, she found her hair seemed... Fuller than usual. Thinking nothing of it, she then turned to her towel and wondered if her chest seemed a bit more larger than usual. She could actually notice a slight cleavage form in the front of the towel. Shrugging her shoulders she simply excuses it as swelling brought on by the hot water and used her powers to conjure clothing for herself.

Creating a simple red skirt and matching buttoned blouse, she found it a bit more snug than she realized, confusing her since she was very much aware of her dimensions. Tugging slightly at her skirt, she found it tight around her waist. Rolling her shoulders, her bra underneath felt a little tight, especially around the front cups. Still making a face, she decided it wasn't something she should mull over.

Stepping out of the bathroom completely refreshed, she was distracted by a "Ta Da!" From Buck who revealed himself in his human form wearing sweat pants, crocks and a t-shirt that had an arrow pointing up with the words "The man!" And an arrow pointing down with "The Legend!" on it.

"Really? You're going out looking like that?" Wanda asked, her arms crossed.

A little taken back, Buck opened the blinds to the window to look down at the pedestrians on the ground floor. Making a face of confusion as he saw hundreds of people in the same attire.

"Seems like what everyone is wearing out there, I even see a guy in a chicken costume serving chicken wings."

"He's a mascot Buck."

"Not a good one, no one wants those wings..."

"Sigh... Whatever, come on, lets get there before the line gets too long."

*

The elevator dinged and the couple stepped out. Already they had attracted the attention of a few people on their own floor, and that hadn’t changed as the tall man with the thick goatee, funny shirt and sweatpants, and the pretty girl next to him, were already causing quite the scene. Primarily the women and female staff who ran the hotel blushed hotly and fanned themselves as Buck and Wanda entered the dining hall.

Once there, Wanda heard her stomach grumble again. She looked around and hoped anyone else hadn’t heard it. Adjusting her body slightly, she couldn’t help but feel the constant discomfort of her bra digging into her chest, as well as feeling how tight her skirt was on her ordinarily narrow hips. Little did she realize that when she walked, her hips shook back and forth and her once so toned ass jiggled slightly in the tight skirt.

“Fucking energy bar,” Buck tisked next to her.

Her satyr lover had been right. The energy bar had done nothing to calm the cravings in her stomach, or the constant noises her belly was making. After showering, it dawned on her just how hungry she was. Fucking her supernatural lover all night long would do that a girl, she mused. The Scarlet Witch found a sense of relief that there wasn’t much of a line, and that the food must have been refilled rather recently. Pulling a plate from the serving rack, she gingerly placed pieces of fruit on her plate. Buck looked over and rolled his eyes.

“This is a healthy breakfast,” Wanda huffed incredulously.

“Whatever you say,” Buck laughed, “I’m going to live it up a little. It’s not everyday a stud like me gets to visit your realm.”

“You’re welcome!” Wanda laughed but heard her stomach growl once more. She looked back and watched Buck plastering a three-course breakfast twice over on the plate until it looked like a pyramid of bacon, eggs, toast, and sausages. Her stomach absolutely ached it was so hungry, and Wanda sighed out.

“When in Rome,” she said under her breath, and throwing caution to the wind, she decided to follow suit and put just as much on her plate as he did. Deciding in her mind that she could undo whatever damage it would to her waistline another time, “Or I guess what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas?”

Wondering if her playful little joke actually made sense, she made her way over to the table Buck was already sitting at and sat down. The couple began to dig in, and just like the last time, Wanda found herself breathing hard and flaring her nostrils at the taste and smell of the hash-browns and scrambled eggs she put on her plate. She barely registered that she already had a fork full of potatoes and bacon until she tasted her meal over her tongue.

From there, time almost lost meaning as the two ate away at their meal. Wanda found herself eating like she was starving, her stomach growling at her to fill it as she continued to shovel scrambled eggs and bacon past her ruby lips. Finding her plate cleaned off, Wanda leaned back and panted, still feeling hungry, but for now there was a reprieve. It all tasted... So GOOD! She had to compliment the hotel's cook. Breathing in and letting her chest heave, the tightness around her chest and waist seemed tighter now more than ever.

"Hey! You know you don't need to smuggle the grapefruits to get something to eat right?" Chuckled Buck, eyeing Wanda's chest as it seemed more robust than before. Even the top two buttons looked strained to contain her breasts.

Looking down at where he was leering at, Wanda scoffed and playfully punched him in the arm before getting up to refill her plate, while she walked, her hips swayed with each step, showing more definition and growth in her thighs and rear. The sight of which made Buck lick his lips, especially as the woman refilled her plate with just as much food as before.

"Looks like our beanpole is becoming a pumpkin patch, heh, can't wait for her to ripen up for harvest."

*

By the time the breakfast buffet was closed until lunch, Buck and Wanda relented that it was time to move on, especially since the hotel staff warned them they had already cleared a third of what they were offering to the rest of the hotel clients. Getting up from their seats, Wanda had to undo the two top buttons of her blouse so she could breath easier, showing off a deep cleavage she never had prior to the meal. She was even **** to unbutton her skirt, and even then it was skin tight over her hips.

"Why is everything so damn tight?" Wanda complained when she and Buck reached the elevator, rolling her shoulder and huffing in annoyance. "Damn, I feel bloated like I got stung by something."

"If you got stung, then you got stung in all the right places gorgeous." Smirked Buck, crossing his arms as Wanda pressed the button to their floor. Indeed, their little binge through breakfast had given Wanda a voluptuous figure, with ample hips, thighs and her skirt pushing back to give her new apple bottom room. Her arms seemed a bit thicker as well, and her breasts, once a modest B cup in size had grown to full and healthy DDs.

Wringing her hands together, Wanda found herself shimmying her hips before pressing up against the human looking satyr, pressing her breasts against his chest as she pressed her nose against his. "Ooh, you like what you see?" She purred, peppering him with kisses. "Then just you wait until we get to the pool."

"Promises, promises..."

Stepping out of the elevator and heading out to the roof of the hotel, the place was in actuality an open bar and pool range, where several people lounged in the sun to get a tan or played in the water. Getting to the change room meant for either men and women, Wanda squeezed at Buck's arm and pulled him in for a kiss. "Just you wait handsome, I've got something special for here."

Closing and locking the change room door behind her, Wanda raised her hands over her head and her eyes glowed red briefly just as her attire changed and became a two-piece swimsuit, crimson in color and form fitting... At least that's what she had planned. Squirming and shifting back and forth, the Scarlet Witch looked herself over as if she didn't recognize her own body. Looking herself over in the mirror, she was pretty shocked by the woman who gasped back at her.

"Wow..."

She originally summoned up her two-piece she wore the last time she was at Tony's pool a year ago, since then she had grown some. Her bottoms were so snug on her hips and ass, the fabric was stretched and pulled thin until it looked like a thong over the globes of her ass. Her thighs looked bigger, giving her a 'thunder' thigh look that complimented her now meaty posterior. Feeling up her legs and the softness of her hips and rear, Wanda could only shiver. Everything felt so... Sensitive, even tracing her fingers up her calves was enough to give her goose bumps.

But as sensitive as her legs and waist was, it paled in comparison to her chest. Her once modest breasts were now a pair of ample orbs that pressed back in protest against being contained by the string and fabric of her bikini top. So much so a deep cleavage formed above, and the skin of her under-boobs showed under the triangles of fabric that kept her looking decent. Cupping her breasts in her hands, Wanda had to gasp as a thrill crawled up her spine and made her bite her lower lip. Before, she could have easily covered her breasts in her hands, now they overflowed past her fingers. She never considered what it would be like to have such a large chest, and she CERTAINLY didn't think that playing with their weight and pliability would make her feel warm between her legs.

"Maybe I should eat seconds more often." She sighed in delight, giving her reflection another look and posing with her hand at her hip and her other behind her head. Her hair looked... Longer, fuller, she was surprised she didn't notice until now. Beforehand it was down to her shoulders but now it seemed it reached her upper back. Full bodied and thick between her fingers, she combed her hand through the locks of red hair and felt the strands cascade between her fingers. Despite all the changes, as far as she was concerned, she looked gorgeous.

Just as she was about to head outside, she noticed a measurement bar at the side of the door, to let people dressing know how tall they would be.

"Huh, that MUST be wrong!"

She remembered that she was 5'7 the last time she got measured. Bringing her hand up to the top of her head and tracing it to the measuring stick on the wall, her fingers tapped against the 5'10 mark. Hinting she had somehow grown 3 inches.

Thinking nothing of it, she unlocked the change room door and stepped out into the open.

"Hey babe, looking good in red!" Buck winked, giving the woman his trademark smirk as he pointed back at her with both hands. As subtle as ever, the satyr in human disguise wore a yellow speedo that left nothing to the imagination to everyone around them.

"And I like what I see too! Wanna go for a dip?" Playfully shoving the man back, Buck fell back first into the pool, causing a splash that made everyone yelp out with a smile, just as Wanda dived into the pool with him, to come up for air at the same time. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, Wanda made out with Buck, pressing her waist against his and smirking into his mouth. "Looks like I found a little fishy in the pool!"

"Care to bob for apples?"

Grinning back at Buck, she pressed him against the wall of the pool before breathing in and ducking down into the water. A minute later, the man was left gasping and gripping the pool's edge for leverage, confusing some of the pool goers as they passed by or floated and watched from the other side of the pool. After a few minutes more, Buck nearly sunk into the water before catching himself, with Wanda coming back to the water's surface to wipe her lip.

Splashing back and swimming back, the two played in the water for a time while they gained a crowd of onlookers. After some time, Wanda kissed Buck on the nose and turned to head to the ladder out of the pool.

"I'm going to catch some sun love, have fun while I'm catching a tan." Pulling herself out of the water, she wiped the water out of her hair and sashayed over to a tanning bench, her hips swaying back and forth hypnotically.

"Sun's out, buns out!" Called out Buck, making Wanda grin as she found a lounger and leaned back to sigh and rest.

Breathing a sigh of relaxation, Wanda closed her eyes and shivered at the sensation of the hot sun drying the pool water off her skin. She had to admit, she was having fun, the most fun she had ever had in years. A small part of her didn't want it to end, but she knew that sooner or later she was going to have to get back to working with the Avengers and see to her friends. While she lounged and rolled onto her front to dry off her back, she rested her chin over her folded arms, her eyes still closed with a content look on her face.

But something caused her to open one eye when she heard the chatter of several women in the pool. Looking up, she found Buck surrounded by five women in string bikinis, all of them showing off their trim and young bodies to the man, all while laughing and fanning themselves as they listened in on him talk.

"What a bunch of fucking sluts." Wanda muttered in disgust.

The satyr in human disguise leaned back in the shallow end of the pool with a woman around each arm. Narrowing her eyes, her face became hot with blush and anger when she spotted one of them kiss him on the lips.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!"

Stopping like deer in the headlights, Buck and the five women looked up to find Wanda storm her way up the pool to its shallow end and splashed into the water, getting to her feet to loom over the sitting man as the rest of the women there scattered to the other ends of the pool.

"Hey babe... Wanna join in?" Dragging him up and out of the water, Wanda fumed as the two stepped out of the pool with Wanda pulling Buck with her to head back to the elevator. "What's the matter gorgeous? We were just having fun."

Not answering him, Wanda glared back at the ladies at the pool and back to Buck, then surprising everyone when she grabbed a hand full of Buck's speedo and ripped it clean off of him. Exposing his half erect cock to everyone to see just as she grabbed it possessively.

"THIS? THIS IS MINE! YOU BITCHES CAN'T HAVE IT!"

With a flick of her wrist over her head, a plume of red light flashed out before the couple disappeared from sight, leaving a smoky trail where their feet were.