Natasha gives in

"Natasha... we knew we'd find you eventually," Emma Frost seductively purred. "Jean and I have been very eager to finish what we started..."

Natasha stood, frozen in place. Jean, Emma, Elektra and Felicia were lying on the bed in front of her, all completely nude. It looked like they'd all teamed up to track her down after their previous seduction attempts had been thwarted by Deadpool -- Natasha found it hard to believe that they'd go to these lengths just to bed her, but at the same time, the idea of four gorgeous women lusting after her like this was overpowering...

The four other women surrounded Natasha, their hands roaming over her body. "You need this, don't you?" Jean whispered into her ear. "You've been resisting your lesbian urges. You can just let go, you know. It'll feel so good..."

"We know how bad you want it, Natasha... we do, too," Felicia cooed as she undid the zipper on Natasha's suit. The super spy knew she desperately tried to resist the other women -- if she allowed herself to be seduced, her previous life would be gone completely... but the sheer **** of the four attractive women working on her was too strong to resist. And so, Natasha's let her suit fall to the ground, leaving her naked in the presence of these four gorgeous women.

"That's it... give in, Natasha," Emma said, kissing Natasha passionately. Elektra pressed her naked body up against Natasha from her side, and the instant Emma and Natasha's kiss ended, Elektra was there to take her place. Felicia moved in behind Natasha, wrapping her arms around her waist and pressing her soft breasts to Natasha's back.

Natasha whimpered, overwhelmed by the sensation of having so many beautiful women surrounding her, touching her, kissing her. Jean turned Natasha's head towards her when Elektra broke the kiss, and now it was her turn to kiss Natasha deeply. Natasha leaned into the kiss and kissed Jean back, her tongue exploring Jean's mouth.

"That's right... you're ours, now," Emma whispered, nibbling on Natasha's ear. "We'll make you feel better than you've ever felt in your life."

All Natasha could do was moan in response, her mind overwhelmed with pleasure. She was helpless in their arms... not that she was resisting anymore.

"Please, more..." Natasha whimpered, having finished her kiss with Jean. She then tilted her head back to kiss Felicia, who was now fondling her breasts.

As the four women kissed and fondled Natasha, Jean mentally constructed a telekinetic dildo, slowly and gently sliding it into the SHIELD spy's slick tunnel. Natasha moaned in approval, gyrating on the psychic construct as it slid deeper inside her. Emma and Elektra smiled, leaning down to kiss Natasha's nipples.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Emma whispered into Natasha's ear. "We could do this all the time... if you want us to, darling."

Natasha moaned softly. "Yes... please... I need it..."

Jean continued to fuck Natasha with the telekinetic cock,while the other women all worked their magic on Natasha, each one taking turns licking and sucking at her tits, kissing her or just whispering into her ear. Natasha had never felt this good in her life, and before long, she was hit by an orgasm unlike any she'd ever experienced before. Her climax was so intense that she blacked out -- her senses felt heightened as she climaxed, and then... nothing.

Natasha had no idea how much time passed, but she eventually opened her eyes and saw Jean, Emma, Felicia and Elektra looking down and smiling at her as she lay on the bed. She looked around, still confused. "I... what happened?"

Before any of the women could answer, Natasha's demeanor suddenly changed from confused to guarded. She had the sense that someone was in the house with them -- and whoever it was, they weren't friendly. She quickly dressed and exited the room, leaving the other women confused. Natasha made her way to the kitchen, and as she entered the room, she barely dodged a strike from the intruder, rolling out of the way as a sword sliced the air. As it turned out, her instincts were, as always, on point, regardless of what else might have changed in this reality...

"Doom was right. You weren't strong enough to resist," Taskmaster said, clearly prepared for battle. "Now I gotta take you out. I'd say I feel bad about it, but we both know that'd be a lie."