Storm fought them... in original, now she don't

"PosterBoy (macho man) -- search the premises. You won't find anything but make the effort." said Masque, pointing at him. "Pass word to the Arena Circuit that the Tokyo players have violated their oath. That way, wherever they show themselves, no one will help them. They'll be fair game." added Masque. PosterBoy dissapeared and Masque turned to Storm. "And as for you Ororo... naughty girl... a lesson is in order." Masque came to her and looked on her monstrous face. "First, we restore what was. The better to remind you of what you're about to lose forever." said Masque and started transforming Storm back into her human form. "You won't beat me, Masque!" said Storm. "As good an epitaph as any, my pet. Not everyone gets so intimate a view of the darkness in their soul. "said Masque and came even closer to Storm, standing face to face, "But it's not less then you deserve." and kissed her. Bubbles started to form on Storm's chest, neck and chin. After not so long they popped and some black goo tentacles with faces came out of them. It looked like some... kind of... demons. "Magnificent!" said Masque. Storm was struggling in pain and said "This has nothing to do with me!" One tentacles came closer to her body. "Au contraire. They all want to be you!" said Masque and tentacle bited her. Storm started transforming again. Her skin turned red, her muscles grew enormously, two curved horns formed on her head. Her hands turned into paws and fur started to grow on her. Wings on her back started to grow, breast shrunk and between her legs enormous cock sprouted. She... was no longer she... but he. She released loud growl in pain, realizing she can't talk anymore. Masque just watched as Storm's beast transformation has finished. Masque enjoyed it and said "Each hour of every day, one of them will get their wish. Until we find the one I decide suits you best. And darling Paradise will make sure..." Paradise stepped behind Storm and stabbed her with her long nails "...you beg for more." Masque finished her sentence. "You and Callisto are so of a piece. Far more alike than either of you will ever accept."