Viva Las Vegas!!!

It was late in the evening, getting close to midnight in the middle of the casino district of Las Vegas where a throng of hundreds if not thousands of people danced and partied to the booming beat of the DJ's music on aw podium surrounded by speakers. Flashing lights, streamers and fog machines blew steam out across the streets for ambience and to fill the makeshift dance floor with colours.

On nearby podiums, women in scandalously short and tight dresses danced and tossed their hair to their rhythm of the beat, other areas had an open bar for those that needed a drink or a quick bite to eat to get their energy back. The crowd of dancers cheered and laughed, and with a little alcoholic influence were loose and hot blooded in their dancing; couples ground against each other to the swaying music or made out in more secluded areas to be alone.

The fun was kept contained by a group of bouncers that stood outside the metal gated area for anything or anyone from ruining the night's entertainment. They were big, professional, and ready for anything.

"HEY BIG BOYS! I AM READY TO EXPLODE IF I DON'T GET SOME DEE!"

Anything except for a group of furries dressed like cattle heading their way, along with a blonde one flashing one of them with two sets of tits so big they dominated the man's bug-eyed vision when she squeezed her arms against her four mammaries and shimmied for the confused man.

Stopping just in front of two bouncers guarding the front fence of the rave behind them, Wanda smirked as she rested her hands at her wide hips and swatted her tail behind her, not the least bit ashamed of her nudity or fecundify as she looked down at the tall man over her massive tits and the slope of her pregnant belly. A guard who even at 6 feet tall, she towered over by a foot and a half!

"Any room for my herd? We're here to party, and we party HARD!"

"Yeah!" Chuckled Buck, giving Wanda a playful slap on the rear that made her purr. "We're here to share the fun, and we're ALL about sharing, right guys?" He called out behind him and his sons and daughters snorted and brayed in response.

Trading looks, the two men found themselves shaking their heads as if trying to fight off a buzz, there was something in the air they couldn't quite put their finger on, a scent like perfume that was making it hard to think and causing them to pitch tents in their pants.

"Uhm... Can I... Can I get some I.D. please?" The man asked mechanically, the scent Wanda was giving off was making it hard for him to think.

With a tilt of her hip and her smirk becoming more devilish, Wanda leaned down at the waist to let her four breasts hang in front of his face.

"You question if I am vhoman enough for zis?" Grabbing his head, she shoved his face into her cleavage, causing the rest of the satyrs behind her to cheer and holler as she gave him the motor boating of his life. After several minutes worth, she let him go to collapse on his ass, Wanda looked over her shoulder and waved for her herd to follow her.

"Come my lovelies, let us show these mortals what TRUE pleasure is!"

The other bouncer was about to protest when Consuela pressed up against him and immediately pulled him in for a languid kiss, playfully swatting his walkie talky out of his hand while the rest of the herd crowded in the area to mingle with the dancers and party goers.

The bouncer on the ground sat up, still shaking his head as he was smothered earlier, trying to look for his walkie talky just as he felt a presence overhead and gasped when Deandra straddled his waist and lounged on top of him.

"Hey hot stuff, know how to make a girl feel special?"

He didn't get a chance to speak before the blonde satyress shoved one of her tits into his mouth, biting her lip at the sensation as she filled his mouth with her mother's milk.

Making their way in and immediately joining the groups of people dancing out in the street, Wanda leered at her herd making out with the men and women around her as she and Buck made their way to the heart of the rave. Several of her kids made their way to the bar, taking what they could and flaunting before the patrons who gasped and fanned themselves in their presence. Others in the rave were swept up in the intoxicating pheromones.

Pressing up beside Wanda and playfully bumping her hip against the massive goat woman, Amanda purred with delight at the results of her plan. Even now she could see a woman making out with Consuela's son become meatier in the rear and her ears growing to points, or how a man was being shared by two of the former cheerleaders and his pants became painfully tight, especially the bulge forming at the zipper that looked threatening to burst open.

Drumming her fingers over her belly, Wanda smiled at the debauchery devolve around her. Smiling down at the former office woman she returned the hip bump as she brought her hands up to form a picture frame with her fingers to look at the scene play out in the rave.

"You've done well my herd sister, I can see it now, this city shall be the first to know our ways, and soon? Soon we shall spread across this land."

"Mmmm, hearing you talking about spreading stuff is a REAL turn on babe." Snorted Back as he squeezed at Wanda's rump affectionately. "Wanna show these locals how WE dance?"

Tickling the hairs of his chin with her free hand, Wanda made her way to the front of the crowd dancing with Buck in tow. For a brief moment the two swayed and pressed against each other to the pounding music, even after one of their own body tackled the DJ to the ground to make out with, but by then no one noticed as the change began to take root.

Grabbing Wanda's wide hips firmly, Buck snorted as he thrust his cock deep within her from behind, eliciting a guttural moan from the satyress as she raised her tail up and squeezed her inner muscles to keep him inside of her. Bringing her arm back to pull Buck in for a languid kiss, the two didn't say a word save to grunt or chuff like cattle in heat. As they shamelessly had sex surrounded by a group of dancers, the humans around them continued to change.

A woman with her dress pulled up while being pounded into by a satyr ripped her top open to free a quartet of breasts already reaching the size of ripe oranges and still grew as she wailed in pleasure. Two women sucked off one of Buck's sons, their dresses ripping at the hips and thighs to make more room for their growing figures, just as one sprouted a tail. A man being sucked off bleated and nickered as a pair of horns jutted out of his scalp.

All of it was music to Wanda's ears as she felt Buck thrust hard into her from behind, his bowling ball sized balls slapping against her meaty thighs eager to unload their burden into her crowded womb. The moment their shared orgasm hit, their eyes glowed red with a gurgling roar of lust, one shared by everyone at the rave as their own eyes glowed and their changes accelerated.

Oh yes, Wanda was pleased indeed!

*

Soft jazz filled the seating space in Tony's beachfront property, the multi-billionaire smiled with a drink in his hand while sharing a joke with Steve. The rest of the Avengers were with him enjoying themselves at a late-night party at his place. Nearby on the love seat Greer the Tigra and Jessica the Spider-Woman sipped at their drinks and laughed at the other's story, while Thor sat at the bar drinking from his personal cache of mead he brought with him, one pint at a time.

On the couch Clint, Natasha and Janet were watching television and trading conversation all while Dr. Strange hovered overhead to give lighting effects to the ceiling. T'Chala stood nearby with a drink in hand while the good doctor explained his journeys through the ether.

"VERY nice party Tony, it's always great to unwind after a rough week."

"Always count on me Cap, I know EVERY way to unwind." Iron Man smirked as he sipped from his drink.

"You hired escorts again... Didn't you."

Waving his hand sporting the gold ring, Tony never relented the glass from his mouth as he did. "Hey, I'm a married man, I don't do that anymore."

"So... Dancers then?"

Nodding with a huge grin, Tony refilled his drink. "Gotta make compromises somehow Cap."

Snorting and rolling his eyes, Steve walked away and went to another part of the living room where he found Jennifer and Carol talking by the balcony.

"Hey, you two, enjoying yourselves?" He asked politely, getting a smile from both ladies, with Carol crossing her arms and looking away with a smirk.

"Tony hired escorts again?"

"Dancers... He hired dancers."

"Typical." Scoffed Captain Marvel, finishing her drink and exiting the balcony to get a refill.

Seeing her walk away, Jen could only smirk and shake her head. "Honestly if I'm not surprised, there's no reason SHE should be."

"It sounded like an improvement."

"For Tony it is. He knows how to unwind, that's for sure." Looking out to the rest of the Avengers partying and back at Steve, Jen smirked into her glass as she took another sip of her drink eyeing Steve. Unlike everyone else save for Strange wearing his robes, Steve was in his dress uniform looking stiff and starched as he sipped from his own glass. "Speaking of winding down, ever thought about dressing casual?"

Looking down at himself, the man chuckled somewhat as he gave her a bashful expression. "**** of habit."

"Well its a good habit Steve." Answered Carol after refilling her drink and giving Tony a dirty look, Iron Man had approached Thor to pat him on the back and let him know of the 'entertainment' which made the Asgardian perk up. "At least you aren't a pig like SOME men."

Smirking back at the blonde, the green giantess giggled. "You need to learn how to unwind too Carol, not like you wouldn't wander into a chip'n dale's after work."

Sounding disgusted, Carol took a deep swill of her drink and shook her head.

"Hey GUYS? Might want to see this."

turning their heads over to Clint waving them all over to the couch and television where he had set it to the news, the Avengers looked up at the newsfeed coming from the city of Las Vegas.

"This is Cassie from channel 12 reporting from our helicopter overlooking what's happening in the core of Las Vegas's casino strip. Where... Well... WORDS cannot describe what the situation is except to show it to the audience, I must ask that anyone below the age of 18 please leave the room as the images will disturb you."

Said image was a throng of hundreds of people grinding against each other in the ruins of a rave at the heart of LAs Vegas. All of them massive and oversized goat people braying and nickering as they writhed like a big furry mass of flesh, fur, and horns. And they were massive! Each and every one of them towered over the humans around them who tried to keep a safe distance... Until the allure was too much and they joined in. The satyr orgy spanned at least four blocks now, and at the center of it were a pair of satyrs braying out loud on top of the heap of bodies. One being hard not to recognize despite being what looked like 1200 pounds with red body fur, four tits and horns.

Wanda.

All of the chaos was blurred for the audience to see, but even then, everyone at Tony's party did a collective spit-take into their drinks. Steve staggered over to a potted plant to throw up while Tony himself just stood there sipping at his drink unphased by the carnality displayed before him.

"Looks like Wanda got my care package... Never saw it turning to this."

"YOU did this?!" Coughed Carol, pointing at the rated-X scene playing out on the television.

"Holy crap Tony!"

Rolling his eyes and looking away with his hands up in mock defense, all attention fell to Dr. Strange as he approached the television. eyeing the screen, the Sorcerer Supreme stroked his beard and narrowed his eyes.

"This is not the work of rich wine or Swiss chocolate Miss Danvers, this... THIS is the foul craft of the Darkhold. The tome of forbidden dark arts."

Tony wiped sweat off his forehead, relieved he wasn't on the spotlight while the rest of the Avengers looked to Strange for answers.

"She has summoned a familiar that has coaxed her into this insanity, we must stop her madness before the entire globe will be consumed in this horror."

Smashing his pint glass on the floor, Thor summoned Mjolnir and raised it above his head. "LET US GO TO VEGAS MY FRIENDS! TO RESCUE OUR ERSTWHILE FRIEND FROM THE CLTUCHES OF THESE FIENDS!"

Rubbing his hands together, Tony turned to run downstairs. "I'll get my things."

*

Her roars could be heard over the entire rave, groaning out in effort as she pushed with all her might. An hour into the party and she had fallen onto her back to go into labour. Rubbing circles around the sphere that was her belly, Wanda gave off another guttural wail as her pussy crowned again and she pushed out another to add to the litter squirming and crying between her meaty thighs. Hefting one of her breasts up to lick at the areolae, Wanda's eyes fluttered. To a human woman, giving birth to sextuplets would have been the most agonizing experience in heir life. But to the red furred goat woman, her mind had become so scrambled that by the time she was giving birth to her fourth child, her body shivered in orgasm. She wasn't a puny human anymore; she had already brushed off that connection after she became 10 times her original mass! No, she was a satyress, an avatar of fertility, passion, and indulgence. This was her element, and she was enjoying every painful second of it.

Looking all around her with lust drunk eyes, Wanda mewled and nickered in delight. All she could see were more and more satyrs where before there were hundreds of humans dancing in partying in the street. Now they were a herd of goat people, HER herd! With another groan of effort she pushed again, wailing out loud when her fifth child finally exited her, her cries being joined by her herd sisters also in the throes of labour. She could see it now, this city would soon be overcrowded with her kind, and by the time the sun came up, there wouldn't be a city left.

With a final cry, her sixth and final child in her litter was born, and Wanda collapsed in an orgasmic heap, pawing at her dripping breasts, and coming her fingers through her wild crop of hair. She wanted MORE! She wanted to get bigger, heavier, even MORE fecund than before. She wanted to drown in desire and pleasure until she could never be satisfied. Satisfaction? Bah! Satisfaction only meant stopping. She didn't want to stop. She wanted her hunger to be a black hole, her lusts a nova, if it meant the world would crumble under the weight of her desires, then so be it.

"Ugh... I need someone to give me REAL fucking." She growled in a deep husky voice. Rolling herself over to gather her mewling children to feed while the party raged around her. Bringing four of her children to her watermelon sized breasts, she bit her lip in delight as she expressed her milk. Nearby, her smirk grew when she spotted Buck grinding away with some newly changed trollop, her body developing black fur in contrast to the blue dyed crop she had on her head, where a pair of horns poked out. Oh Wanda was going to give him an earful of leaving her still wanting after bearing his kids. Then they could have an all-nighter makeup tryst until day break.

But then she spotted something above her, at first she thought it was the sun, but then again suns don't draw themselves like a circle and look like a door where people started stepping out of it. It wasn't until her eyes cleared a bit that she recognized who was exiting the magic portal and got up to her cloven feet with her arms out wide invitingly.

"Welcome my friends, have you come to join my congregation?" Purred Wanda, finally resting her hands at her fat hips imperiously.

The Avengers... Were beside themselves.

Steve Rogers had his hand over his eyes while Black Panther could only shake his head in disbelief. Carol, Jessica, and Greer were left slack-jawed as they looked around at the rave all around them, and Janet looked like she landed on Thor's shoulder to wretch over his cape.

"Holy CRAP Wanda!" Scoffed Tony, his voice grated through a microphone in his helmet. "A little moderation in life! If you're going to have an orgy in the streets BUY the damn street!"

"I do not believe that is the lesson of tonight Stark." Winced Thor, using his finger to help Wasp sit up and wipe away the mess she left behind. "Wanda my friend, end this, Las Vegas does not deserve any of this, their mead is the sole reason I come here."

With a frown and rapid snap of her tail, Wanda growled at her 'former' friends reaction to all her work. Seeing Jen wince at the sight of three of her herd brothers spit roasting a new fledgling satyress, or how Carol looked like she was holding back vomiting when she saw someone sprout hooves and horns.

"You... You disapprove?"

"Wanda, seriously, What the FUCK?!" Greer called out with her arms outstretched to the rave around her. "This is just as bad as when you tried to help against the Cotati empire, and you caused a ZOMBIE PLAGUE!"

"BLAAAAAARPH!" Finally hearing that, Carol could hold back no longer and ran towards a nearby garbage can to throw up.

"BUCK! DID YOU HEAR MY FORMER FRIENDS? THEY WISH US TO STOP OUR CELEBRATIONS!"

Staggering out of the crowd and waving his arms drunkenly, the ladies of the Avengers could only gawk up at the 8-foot-tall bull of a satyr... And down at the baseball bat and bowling balls swinging back and forth between his legs as he pressed up against Wanda's side like some sleezy boyfriend drunk at a party.

"Wha.. Wha... What? Stop the party?!" The entire rave suddenly stopped what it was doing at the sound of those words, staring back at the Avengers while nickering in annoyance. "No WAY José! This party's going to rock all night long! You can't stop the fun now! Viva Las Vegas, ammiright?"

A chorus of bleats and nickers filled the streets as the Avengers realized they were surrounded.

"So how about this pal, you take your village people band, make like a tree and get the fuck outta here!"

Crossing his arms, Tony's frown could be seen even behind his helmet. "Did you just use a Back to the Future reference on me?!"

"Alright, that's it!" Waving his hands over his head as he floated cross-legged in the air, Dr. Strange conjured shields marked with sigils all around him. "Mr. I'm giving you only one warning to get back into the Darkhold or I am going to have a new angora rug in my sanctorum when I am done here."

Taking a step forward, Wanda's eyes were glowing red, as were the palms of her hands as she glared up at the sorcerer supreme.

"EITHER GET IN THE PARTY OR GET THE FUCK OUT!"

*

The moment Wanda raised her fists above her horned head and brayed out loud, her eyes and the eyes of every other satyr in the rave glowed a hot red light. Hundreds of people that had shown signs of changing suddenly found their changes accelerating in growth and changes. In the span of seconds, everyone there grew to well over 8 feet all and nearly that wide as the Scarlet Satyress imposed her twisted will on those tainted by her magics. Swelling bodies burst out of their tightening clothes as they quickly developed a sheen of course fur and tails, cloven feet clopped at the pavement as the sounds of hundreds of people moaning and gasping turned to nickers and brays.

Even Wanda herself began to grow larger, her hips and thighs expanding wider while her four breasts immediately refilled to their pliant buoyancy and defied gravity in their near spherical state before she grunted out from her four nipples spraying milk in front of her at the Avengers.

Managing to guard himself with a magical shield, Dr. Strange looked back at his friends raising their arms up to protect themselves suddenly went into fevered convulsions and muscle spasms, the magic Wanda was giving off like a radio tower was casting over her former friends and having an effect on them. The smell didn't help either as the Sorcerer Supreme felt his nostrils burn from the onset of pheromones polluting the air.

"Alight! This was a mistake!"

Opening a portal, Strange winced as he could see the horde of satyrs push towards them, not simply to overrun the Avengers but because they were running out of room as they grew.

"Everyone back through the portal! NOW! I'm not kidding!"

Getting the idea, the Avengers fled back through the opening back to Tony's place, going in one by one in the small portal, made that way so the satyrs don't chase after them.

"HEY!" Called out Buck, now well over 9 feet tall and still growing as Wanda exuded more of her dark magics. "They're trying to leave and take all the hot babes with'em!"

"Boo! BOO!" Brayed out the other satyrs, just as one picked up the remained of his tattered pants and tossed them at Dr. Strange.

Turning around just at that moment, Steven found the tattered and... Messy fabric wrap around his head, breaking his concentration as he struggled to pry it off of him. mumbling out in panic as he struggling and panicked, Strange floated towards the portal just as the rest of the Avengers tried to escape and fell through. But the lost in concentration was enough for him to close the portal, leaving half his friends behind in Vegas as he fell on his ass on Tony's imported and EXTREMELY expensive rug.

"GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!"

Finally free of the slick garment, Strange threw it to the ground and gestured an incantation with his hands, setting the former jeans aflame that only grew in heat and intensity until everyone present had to cover their eyes. When the flash of light was gone, so were the pants, now reduced to smoking ash. Panting and clutching at his chest, Dr. Strange snapped his attention to the others to see who had made it back and who did not. What he found were Captain America, Thor, She-Hulk, Captain Marvel, Spider-Woman and Tigra, soaking wet.

"DID YOU ALL GET THAT STUFF ON YOU?!"

Standing there dripping in Wanda's mother's milk, Jen swiped her hands down her bare legs to splash the excess fluid off her, where it landed near Dr. Strange's feet and made the man step back in a panic.

"So what's wrong? Why aren't we still out there trying to stop this insanity?" Asked the star-spangled hero, pointing towards where the portal was.

"Because I overcalculated our changes of resolving this debacle. I had assumed our friend Wanda was ensnared by the beast; I didn't think she'd go full on cattle farm head first!"

With a flurry of hand gestures and the spark of golden hued magic flowing from his hands, a bubble of energy expanded out until it encompassed the entirety of Tony Stark's home.

"Uhm... What are you doing Steven?"

"Yes friend Strange." Wondered Thor as he looked outside the window to find the area blocked off, even wincing when a seagull flew into the shield and fell like a rock.

"Wanda's corruption is so potent and absolute that in just a matter of moments you all will be sprouting horns and grazing on the potted plants! I'm keeping you all here to make sure you don't spread this plague to the rest of the world."

"What?!"

"But I feel fine Strange." Smirked Carol, oblivious to how her eyes gave off a red tint.

"We can still help Dr. Strange, if we go back now..."

"Captain, if we go back now you'll just be another in the growing throng of hedonistic goat people Wanda has accumulated. You will lose yourself to your worst impulses until we find you elephantine in size trying to gnaw on your shield like a ram trying to eat an empty soup can.

"Oh come on Strange!" Scoffed Tigra, her hands at her sides as she glared up at the floating man. "We have better self control than that, you meanie, you big FAT meanie!"

"No you don't! You liar! You liar, liar pants on fire!" Accused the Sorcerer Supreme back at the angry tiger woman eye to eye. "I am heading back into Las Vegas to find Wanda and fix this, I'm the only one who can... Well, me and Thor anyway."

"What say thou?" Asked Thor with a worried look.

"Out of all of you, HE's the only one that doesn't look like he'll be running around like a Billy goat. Must be because of his god-like divinity. The TWO of us will go back and when we do, we are going to fix this mess that our dearest friend has started... Try not to cause too much damage, I'll keep in touch."

With a swirl of his arm, a new portal was formed just outside the entrance to Las Vegas where he and Thor stepped through. Giving his friends a stern look, Strange made a hand gesture at his eyes hinting he'll be keeping his eyes on them, just as the portal closed.

Standing there, still dripping, the rest of the Avengers looked to each other in confusion.

"So... What do we do while we wait?" Asked Steve, seeing the other ladies fidget on the spot until one of them looked down to blush when her stomach growled, loudly.

"Can probably get a bite to eat."