As Gaia Succumbs, So Does The Human Race

"No...please..." Gaia strained in Porkum's grip, but the Soul Gem's power was absolute. No matter how much mystical power she possessed, against that she was helpless. Her knees hit the floor, a sign of her crumbling willpower, and the extradimensional space around her flashed pink and green. Porkum's immense cock, humming with cosmic power, mashed itself into the face of the very personification of life on Earth.

Slowly, her lips opened to take it into her mouth.

In Queens, Mary Jane Watson, webbed to the wall, felt her husband pull out of her. The Spectacular Spider-Man crawled over her naked body and jammed his cock down her throat. With a sudden, ravenous enthusiasm, the redhead bobbed her mouth on his crotch. They had been trying for a baby, but as his balls pressed against her chin, the model wanted nothing more than Peter Parker to bust his nut down her throat.

In Wakanda, standing beside T'Challa during a live address to the nation, Ororo Monroe suddenly dropped to her knees. A tiny burst of electricity caused the Black Panther's suit to retract, and her mouth was on his cock the very moment it was free. All around him, members of the Wakanda court fell victim to the same urge.

In Japan, Daken, son of Wolverine, sliced the arms of Lady Deathstrike off at the shoulder. The cyborg villain fell to the ground with a cry of pain and rage—and then he pulled his cock free. Her scream cut off as he clamped his hands to her head. In truth, he thought she would fight back, would bite, but even as the inexplicable urge to fuck her face stirred within him, he found his enemy to be strangely...willing.

In Atlantis, Namor and his cousin Namorita were sparring with tridents. The currents swirled around them as they seemed to dance in the roiling waters. Something shifted in their play, an edge to the mock-combat that saw them clash with greater strength, greater ferocity. With a terrible display of strength, Namor knocked his cousin back. She slammed into the wall hard enough to crack the ancient coral, and fell down onto her knees...to see her king standing before her. With pathetic eagerness, she reached for his green trunks and pulled them down.

In the Canadian wilderness, Heather Hudson slammed against a tree. Her power suit was torn and ripped. From out of the blinding blizzard, a tall, hairy white form emerged. The Wendigo did not bellow. It drooled, its unnatural hunger rising to a peak...but something else was rising. A mammoth pink shaft that extended from between its legs. The Canadian hero stared at it, her own needs suddenly weak. She fell to the snowy ground and opened her mouth to engulf that life-giving warmth...

Inch by inch, Porkum's cock disappeared down the goddess's throat. Not because he **** Gaia to, but because the lust that burned in her body could not be denied. All she could think about was his cock. The burning absence inside of her. The pulse-pounding need. Her cunt flooded like Niagara, a steady stream of life-giving waters from which new species spontaneously erupted. The world that was her gravid stomach shifted as flowers and trees bloomed out of cycle, animals went into heat, and billions of humans between 18 and 80 suddenly found their thoughts turned to oral sex.

The Wasp and Invisible Woman, closer to the action than any other mortals, had crawled on top of each other, tearing at their clothes as the emphatic need for oral gratification saw their tongues dive into each other's cunnies. It wasn't enough. It would never be enough.

"That's it," Porkum chuckled, as the Elder Goddess of Earth sucked his cock with the consummate skill of a pornstar and the need of a nun on a dirty weekend. "Get it nice and slick. You know where I'm going to stick this next, don't you?