Too much of a good thing.

Walking down the street and heading back to the escort service after visiting their respective clients, Janet Van Dyne and Jennifer Walters chatted on their way back. Both women were wearing high class clothing as if they had come back from a party; with Jen wearing a thigh high black dress that showed off her legs and chest with a fur coat and Janet with a yellow gown with a black mink. “So, how was your night?”

“Meh, not bad, the guy who hired me had a thing for latex.” Shrugged Janet, pulling out her phone to show the pictures of the form she took, her body enveloped in black and yellow striped full body latex that left only her eyes and mouth exposed. “Kinky… Mine was into role play, had me dress up as an orc warrior chick.”

“Really? What did HE dress up as?”

“A nerd…” The two chuckled at that just as they entered the block where their building was. As soon as they got to the front gate, they stopped dead in their tracks. The double doors to the building had been pulverized, the door frame bent and crumpled by something strong enough to bend steel. “What the hell happened here?” Carefully stepping inside, the two succubae entered the building, gasping when they smelt a powerful scent in the air. Going flush with arousal, the two lost their concentration and transformed into their demonic forms; their skin turning blue and sprouting tails and horns while their shoes slipped off to free their cloven feet. Going deeper inside, the scent only grew stronger and stronger, becoming almost unbearable. Jen leaned against a wall and shook her head, ignoring the trickle of moisture going down her leg or how her nipples threatened to pierce the fabric of her dress.

“S-so HOT! What is Suzie doing?”

Hearing what sounded like a bear roar out in the gymnasium of the building, the two shook themselves more alert and ran towards the source. All around them the hallway looked like something big had bulldozed its way through, smashing furniture and walls alike. When they had gotten to the blown-out doors of the gym, the two gasped at the sight before them. The succubae of Susan’s escort service were all tangled up in each other… And they were HUGE!

Every one of the women were over 15 feet tall, towering and powerful, they sported muscular frames that rivalled the Hulk yet had become so outrageously curvaceous there was no question they were all female. Sporting wide hips, flaring thighs and six breasts lining down from their chests to mid-stomach, the succubae wailed and moaned as they were lost in the throes of a lesbian orgy. Cleo and Kathy were making out, groping each other’s breasts while their tails penetrated each other’s nethers, with Kathy separating briefly to wail out like some bison woman when she gushed on the floor, rolling back to collapse with Cleo claiming her on top. Garnet and Godiva had Urg pinned against the wall as they trilled their tongues over her tits, both their hands fingering the massive blue demoness until she cried out, pulling them both close to her by their thighs as her own orgasm crashed through her. Near a corner they found MJ and Felicia sixty-nine each other, with Felicia’s larger tail swiping against the wall from overstimulation and causing dents in the stonework.

At the center of it all they found Susan, or the she-beast that looked like her. Laying on her back and moaning out with another orgasm, the pregnant monster woman cried out again with six of her succubae suckling from her tits while a seventh licked at her pussy. Their hands roaming over the surface of her pregnant belly, her massive horns carved grooves into the wood floor beneath her.

“S-Susan?!”

Lolling her head to the side to see the two succubae at the door, a crazed look came over the she-beast as she rolled over to her side, ignoring the pouting protests of her followers as Susan crawled on her hands and knees towards her friends. Taken back, Janet was unprepared as the full power of Susan’s pheromones hit her point blank. The massive demon woman pulling the diminutive Wasp close to kiss her entire face. When she did, Janet went stiff, her body rapidly growing taller and more powerful, with wiry muscles coming to life and grow from her frame. She never felt so much power before, Ever! Her entire body surged taller and larger, her long thin tail swelling thicker and longer until it was as big around as her own thigh and as long as she was tall. Her clothes shredded in protest as her hips and thighs grew larger, heaving her chest as her tits ballooned and expanded, joined by a second and third pair that took up her front. Collapsing onto her ass in the scraps of her cloths, Janet was finally let go and the now 16-foot-tall demoness panted and squirmed on her back, exploring her new size and curves.

A look of disappointment filled Susan’s animalistic features before she turned her attention to Jen, pinning her down and smothering her with her fanged lips. Repeating the process as the former She-Hulk grew up and out, forcing the matronly demoness up and to move to her side to give the now 20-foot-tall hulking demoness room to grow before she pulled away, panting. Looking between Janet and Jen, moaning out loud and feeling up their bodies in a lust drunk haze. Susan groaned and slammed her fist into the floor.

“No… Good... Still BIG!”

She had hoped to spread the energy throughout her entire escort service, in the hopes that divided into her and the others, the energy would be syphoned off and she’d return to a relatively normal size. But it was no use, it had worked in the past, but she had NEVER possessed this much power before. No matter how much she gave, willingly, her size and potency never diminished. What’s worse is now there were twenty two of her! Drunk with arousal and grinding against each other in a haze of lust.

“So HOT! So big!”

“She-Hulk want fuck! NEED fuck!” Growled Jen, her wits overwhelmed by desire, gritting her fanged teeth while fingering herself furiously.

Looking around herself, Susan was terrified of what she had done. She had brought harm to her friends, her… Pack… Her tribe… It was hard for her to think, even after turning 20 demon women into giant she-beasts like her, the sexually oppressive nature of her changes never diminished. Looking over to the far side of the gym where the battered doors laid, Susan noticed the phone still connected to the wall. Rolling onto her hands and knees again, she ignored the jolts from her womb and the streaks of milk her tits left behind as she crawled towards it. Picking up the tiny item in her larger hand, Susan carefully dialed on the phone with her clawed finger, growling at her inhuman strength as she indented a button trying to press a 3, but she had finally managed to make an outbound call.

“This is Doctor Stephen Strange; might I ask who’s calling this late?”

“Grr… SUSAN! Me need help… You… You help Susan!”

Hearing the phone disconnect, Susan roared out, smashing the offending device against the wall and rolling onto her back in despair. Until she spotted a flash of light appear at the center of the gym, with a ghostly glowing image of Doctor Strange manifesting before her eyes.

“Susan Storm, I appear to you in my astral projective form, I have come in response to your HOLY SHIT!!!” Blinking back in shock with his hands to his face, Doctor Strange looked around to find himself surrounded by over a dozen giant succubae grinding and moaning against each other. The moment he appeared before them, some of the succubae crawled onto their hands and knees sniffing the robed sorcerer and trying to lick him, their tongues and hands going through his projection. “What the flying hell happened here?!”

“Kor…”

“What?”

“KOOOOOOAAAAAAAAARRRRR!” Susan wailed, arching her back on the floor and cradling her swollen womb.

“Kor… Kor the Carnal? Mephisto sent Kor to deal with you? Oh, my goodness…” His projection picked up a book and opened it to a series of pages. “Kor was one of the first incubi born in hell, he was the reason for so many population explosions back in the stone age that lead to the spread of humanity. Sodom and Gomorrah wouldn’t have been a thing if he hadn’t taken a stroll through it first!”

“Kor… Bad!” Whimpered Susan, rolling onto her side, her eyes going closed as she remembered hours earlier. “Kor… Good mate!”

Shaking his head, Doctor Strange already could see the damage the demon had caused. If Susan got out it would cause chaos, let alone if all her escorts got out. “I’m going to send you all somewhere you won’t cause any damage, if we’re lucky, you can ween off the amount of essence coursing through you and return to normal.” Raising his hands, the sorcerer Supreme muttered an incantation, one where a series of circular glyphs appeared under the horde of giant demon women. When the spell was finished, Susan and her escort service disappeared from the building, leaving only puddles of milk and juices on the wooden floor.