The sedeuction of Pepper Stark

The two Felicia clones smiled at each other and walked into each other merging as well. The Felicia went into the hallway and made herself pretty much mortal. The clone knocked on the door to Pepper Stark’s lab.

*

Pepper looked at the door, everyone knew not to bother her while she was in Workshop mode. She was pretty sure there were no meeting or conference calls scheduled… There was another knock. Pepper put down the high energy laser emitter and sighed. She stopped at the door, looking in the mirror for a second before opening it.

“Hello Miss Pepper Stark,” the woman purred.

Pepper recognized Spiderman’s wife, but was a bit puzzled as to what she was doing here, and dressed like she was. White Knee boots, black liquid leggings, Black and white cat t-shirt inside of a red bomber jacket with gold lapels and pink dyed hair dangling from her temples. The rest of her white hair was pulled back in a high pony tail.

“Felicia,” Pepper said with a questioning look, “What brings you here? And not even in ‘business casual’ attire.”

“Well,” Felicia smiled, “I have some fun toys to show you… I was hoping you would want to be a partner.”

“Right,” Pepper smirked, “Who did you steal these toys from?”

“No one,” Felicia said.

Pepper chocked her hip and put her hand on it as she gave a disbelieving huff. Felicia smiled and zipped up the bomber jacket.

“Shot me,” Felicia said with a smile.

“Shot you?” Pepper asked.

Felicia smiled at how she delivered the line in the manor Tony would have.

“Yeah, use what ever you want,” Felicia said.

Pepper looked around and then grabbed the FN Five-Seven that Nat had given her for her birthday, she checked it and it was still loaded like Nat had said.

“Hopefully this won’t kill you,” Pepper said.

The shot rang out. Felicia started to giggle. Pepper stared in disbelief. Felicia was effectively gone, replaced by a Black Cat Robotic Armor suit. Pepper collected herself after a second and shot again.

“Like I said,” Black Cat’s voice carried the smirk on her face, “Go ahead and shot me with anything you want.”

Pepper went back and got in her Iron Maiden suit, good old Mark 69. As soon as it closed up Pepper unleashed a repulsor beam at Black Cat. Black Cat responded with the slightest shrug as the beam glanced off her shoulder. Pepper looked at her sensors, they didn’t pick up Black Cat.

“What the hell?” Iron Maiden’s voice sounded more confident than Pepper Start inside.

“What?” Black Cat purred, “Can’t get a lock?”

Pepper aimed down her arm at Black Cat’s chest and fired again. The shimmer told Pepper that Black Cat was protected by a **** field.

“Here’s a trick I might not have developed completely by myself,” Black Cat announced before she started walking towards Pepper, “Oh this big heavy work table is in my way…”

Pepper watched Black Cat walk throw the table right up to her and then disappear into thin air.

“As you can see,” the microphones on the back of the Mark 69 detected Felicia’s voice, “I made sure this outfit had all the bells and whistles.”

Black Cat came back into view in front of Pepper posing with her hands behind her back in a seductive pose. She tapped her throat and her entire armor seemed to retract into a spiked bondage collar on her neck. She was wearing her white knee boots, leggings, black tee-shirt with a white cat, bondage collar and shit eating grin.

“I know you and Pete tend to think me a dullard not on par with your superior intelligence…” Felicia said.

“I was thinking of another word that with a B,” Pepper said as she stepped out of her armor.

“That’s rich coming from the center of the world’s sex map,” Felicia said back.

Pepper was about to say something but thought and simply nodded her head.

“Just because I come across as a Bimbo and not Illuminati material,” Felicia said, “Doesn’t mean that I don’t have the smarts to be on the council. Then again, most people assume you only slept your way to your seat.”

“So what do you want with me?” Pepper asked crossing her arms.

Felicia noted the crossed arms held up her tits and the glowing reactor in her chest.

“I want you to work for me improving it,” Felicia said with a smile, “And a few other projects.”