Big Jen starts rerecruiting her girls

Mary MacPherran AKA Titania laid back in her ill fitting cot and sighed deeply. It was bad enough being beaten by She Hulk yet again, but to make matters worse this time the prison had actually figured out a way to nullify her powers within the confines of her cell, making escape virtually impossible. The voluptuously proportioned wrestler was simply backed into the corner with no real way out; she had no idea where any of her old Grappler pals were and she doubted that any of them were crazy enough to break into prison to free her in the first place.

And then she heard a quiet crack from the distance... and then another... and then another. With increasing volume which Titania presumed meant decreasing distance a series of loud thuds punctuated by flickers of gunfire gradually seemed to near her location. Mary sat up in her bed, now this was getting interesting, someone was definitely here to break someone out and they were definitely a big smashy type. But who was it and who were they here for? Maybe Rhino figured out a way to bust his power nullification? Or maybe sandman? Or maybe, if she was lucky Lascivious or one of the others was here to free her?

Her questions were apparently answered as the wall of her cell exploded and the dust settled, but the figure that stood in the makeshift entrance seemed to raise more questions than answers. It was Jennifer Walters... in a sense; Mary had known She Hulk's not so secret identity for a long while, but she was 100% certain that Jennifer was a well respected lawyer, not a butch biker slut. Titania was taken aback for a moment as the leather and spike clad former She Hulk approached her, readying herself for a fight, but relaxed when Jen held out her hand.

"Come on Mary, there's a whole town out there to smash up and ain't nobody I'd rather do it with than my top bitch" Jen said with a manic grin. Titania mulled this over for a moment, something strange had obviously happened to She Hulk, she was an archetypical biker badass now and seemed substantially stronger than before and Titania wasn't exactly sure what Malice Jen's leather jacket was referring to, but whatever weirdness was going on was clearly gonna be way better than prison. "I don't know what's happened to you Jen" Titania said as she took the other woman's hand. Jen grasped it and pulled her new comrade up, and as she did Titania felt weird.

Her orange prison jumpsuit rapidly changed into her new costume; it was similar to her old one, but with the absence of her mask and the addition of a leather biker jacket that read "Malice's Angels" similar to Jen's. But that wasn't all, new information inexplicably found its way into her head, information regarding Sue Storm's now divine alternate persona and her own role in the coming world; all of which was perfectly acceptable to the already villainous woman. As she stood fully up her body glowed as it was strengthened by her new patron goddess, elevating her muscles and strength to leagues beyond their original impressive stature.

"But I sure as shit like it" Titania finished, confident that she could break even Thor in two with her new strength. "Hah that's great bitch" Jen said with an approving laugh, "Now let's go grab our bikes". Titania nodded and set off after her new leader, if all she had to do now was hang out with this new and improved She Hulk and cause trouble then that was perfect.

The trip to the prison's garage was quick and punctuated by the effortless slaughter of all the guards that were sent to oppose them. Titania grinned as she watched Big Jen punch a guard in an exosuit so hard that he flew to the other end of the room, she could really get used to a boss like this. The two musclebound babes made their way to the impound and Jen, almost at random, pulled a sheet off of two huge harleys that were perfectly sized for them. "Hop on sister, we've got some recruiting to do".

Titania shrugged as she hopped on her bike, she definitely hadn't owned anything like this before... but it was becoming obvious that being apart of this gang had some serious benefits. Ear splitting thrums of the twin oversized engines served as the soundtrack for their escape; Big Jen threw her head back and laughed as they tore through the streets, she was gonna fuck this town up.

***

Peter Parker laughed in a similar manner back at his apartment as he reclined on a literal throne of cash. It has started not so innocently enough with a few purse snatches, but as the wall crawler soon found out he had clearly been missing his calling as a thief. It was almost too easy with his mobility and superstrength, he could pry the doors off the vault and swing off with the dough before the police were even close to responding. The look of shock on the faces of the civilians as their beloved hero took them for every cent they had was pure comedy, but the high after a successful heist was pure bliss.

Yep, this really was the li- Peter snapped up as he heard keys jangling at the door. "Oh my god I completely forgot about MJ!" he though to himself as he leapt up and looked around the apartment "What have I done?". Peter, for a moment, felt crushing guilt over all of the crimes that he committed over the past day. Sure it made him feel great, better than great in fact, it was like a complete body high it felt so good; Peter absentmindedly reached down towards his cock, which was now several inches longer, as his bulkier frame started to relax a little. Yea, if committing crimes and taking what he wanted felt so good then what was so wrong with it?

"Absolutely nothing!" A sexy voice called out in answer to his unspoken question as the apartment door slammed open. Peter spun around and his eyes widened, instead of his wife Mary Jane at the door there instead stood Malice in all of her latex clad glory, the infinity gauntlet gleaming on her right hand. "Wh-what?" Peter stuttered, shocked at the appearance of the goddess in front of him.

Malice wasted no time in striding up to him and grabbing him, going in immediately for a passionate kiss which Peter was quick to return. Spiderman had no idea what was going on, but it was hot as hell; Malice was so fucking hot, dominant, and perfect. His cock nearly immediately went erect as Malice pushed him back onto the pile of money. He blinked and suddenly both he and Malice were naked, save for her gauntlet, and she wasted no time in lowering herself onto his throbbing dick.

"Fuck that's so good" he moaned out as Malice bounced up and down on his dick. It was everything that he had fantasized about, so tight and smooth... "Wait! What the fuck is going on?" Peter demanded, momentarily snapped out of his stupor. Malice licked her shiny black lips and pinched Peter's nipples as her vagina constricted around his cock causing him to gasp sharply in pleasure, "Well I noticed that you were on a collision course with plain jane and thought that I'd just sweeten the deal".

"What... Are you... Talking about?" Peter struggled out. "Isn't it obvious? If I am to be queen of this universe then I need a king, and you're it spidey" Malice said as she resumed expertly fucking him. It was getting extremely hard to think for Peter as the dark goddess continued to ride him "So you made me do all this?" he asked, gesturing to the piles of money. "Hah no, I just removed both your good and your evil inhibitions, complete tabula rasa, you did all this of your own accord and I couldn't be happier, it just means that I made the right decision".

Peter grunted, trying to hold off on blowing his load. He should've been enraged at the woman in front of him... but instead he was filled with some sick sense of pride. "You don't really want to go back to being the thankless hero right? back to..." Malice seemed to pause for a moment and then gestured to the open apartment door, "that?". Peter turned his head to see Mary Jane, his wife, looking speechless at the scene in front of her.

Malice chuckled and looked down at him again. "Alright Petey, decisions decisions. Do you wanna be with this vanilla pussy and pretend to make a difference, or" she leaned in close, "do you want to be at my side and see just how good being bad can feel?". Peter leaned forwards as well and started kissing Malice right in front of his wife, he just couldn't help himself. The two coiled around each other and passionately kissed while MJ could only look on in horror as the scene unfolded.

It took everything Peter had to hear himself away from the temptress in front of him just to answer her question. He knew that she had manipulated him, he knew that he was with MJ and loved her just a day ago, and he knew that Malice was fairly close to the pinnacle of corruption; the answer was obvious. "Fuck Malice yes, fuck yes I'll be your king." Peter gasped out in the throes of pleasure. However, as the last remnants of heroics faded in his mind and succumbed to a new, dark, dominating persona, one last effort was made: "Under the condition that you let MJ be happy with someone else" he blurted out.

Malice leaned back, seemingly shocked that he would make any kind of demand... and then laughed, "Hah, perfect, I knew I was right about you, even in the face of a god you still have will. Very well then" she turned to the still catatonic MJ and sneered at her, "I've got just the perfect person for you to shack up with whore". Malice laughed again and held up her gauntlet as Mary Jane, gaining consciousness of the situation began to speak, however, before she could get a word out she disappeared with a golden glow. Malice looked back down at Peter who seemed fit to burst "there, she'll be taken care of, satisfied now?".

Peter managed to nod shakily before his cock just couldn't handle the stimulation anymore. He practically roared as he came into the villainess and absolute rapture overtook him. Malice, for her part, gasped in pleasure too as Peter filled her up, before following it with a victorious smile and completing her alterations to her new king, neither one of them paying a second thought to the fate of MJ and her new lover.