Relics of corruption

Sinister Strange grinned at the struggling heroes. Even at their best they weren’t a match for both him and Majik. But the clever one was right most of his most useful spells needed his hands. Eyeing the youngest hero who bound him, Strange activated the relic he wore around is next. “I summon the power of Sexy Moto!”

Peter had no idea what was happening. In fact he was still only half watching while dancing to avoid the red head’s hungry fingers. However when the eye fully opened he groaned. Her hands found his crotch and ripped a hole, revealing a dick twice the size it had been. Natasha grinned in excitement before Peter looked down with glowing green eyes, “Fuck…need to cum…need to…fill!”

“You can fill me all you want, baby!” Natasha moaned grabbing his massive member, “Fuck I need this so bad! Then you’re finished Strange!”

The familiar ringing of a metal shield echoed before it smashed into Strange, expertly knocking the eye off and to the ground. The magician shook in fury, “You idiotic archaic fool!” Shaking in rage he whistled letting his white cloak fly and knock the shield from returning, the cloak then wrapped around Captain America. “You don’t belong here. A man trapped in time, ruining how things are meant to be! Let me help you make amends!” Cutting the now slack webbing Strange approached and grabbed the head of the leader of the Avengers and summoned a torrent of magical energy. “You think Natasha is a slut? There’s never been a slut quite like ‘Bimbo America’.”

Realizing what was happening the victim tried to use his great strength to free himself but the cloak was too tight. Strange images were flooding bc his mind, weird feelings making his body tingle. His chest felt tighter. Stephen was changing him and the only two people able to save him were eagerly enjoying each other and completely unaware of him.

Peter thrusted into Natasha’s surprisingly inexperienced mouth. Her clumsy but **** blowjob still felt amazing and his only thought was needing to cum. He heard screaming but he could always deal with it later just like the sexy woman on her knees said.

“Peter!” The hero struggling begged. Captain America had tits now, already a healthy C cup. The thin, feminine frame made them look so big. The blonde shook long blonde hair wildly trying to resist, the Captain’s eyes focused on the massive member in and out of the red head’s stretched mouth, “Peter please!”

Peter looked over and saw a cloak reveal the swelling body of his mentor Bimbo America. One of the most fantasizes heroes in the world. It didn’t help her power was to induce intense arousal and bimbo behaviour on women. And man was she thicc! Her tiny athletic waist ballooned into a perfect fat ass well trained with generous hips, thick and strong thighs and DD cup breasts!

She was looking at him in desperation as Strange let go of her. The blonde was shaking, panting, before her begging continued, “Please Peter! Fuck me too! I need a cock like… so bad!”

Here he was watching Strange gather his things and leave. The heroes now finding themselves completely alone, but that didn’t bother him for long. Bimbo knelt beside Natasha and whispered in her ear. The expert spy popped the dick out of her mouth and giggled, “Like, oh my gawd! You’re sooooo right! We should fuck him together!” He watched her breasts grow another size and smiled, he heard of the bimbo power but seeing it in action was hot. Natasha was a slut but a professional and witty one. But now she was a dumb bimbo whore that just wanted his monster dick and he was eager to give her just that!