What happened on the beach

Wanda had been partying her rear end off ever since she had got to the Bahamas.

Being surrounded by hot guys was Wanda's dream come true.

Of course all the **** she'd been consuming was making her much more eager to let loose, although, in the back of her mind she knew there would be a price to pay the morning after.

Despite that, at the moment, she didn't have a worry in the world.

Her only really concern was how much longer she'd stay on the dance floor before she was gonna take her handsome dance partner back to her hotel room for a night of pure pleasure.

He was so fucking hot, over 6 feet and looking like he'd been chiseled out of granite with flawless skin.

All of those things were exactly what had brought Wanda to the Bahamas.

Crude as it was, she had been very curious about the local guys for a long time and she decided this was the perfect spring break to do some investigation on if the rumors about how hung they were and how good they were in bed were actually true.

So far, much to her joy, the investigation had been proving the rumors completely correct.

And, grinding up against this guy, she was sure he was just as hung as her other lovers had been.

"So, do you wanna take this party back to your place." He asked her over the music as his hands reached down and squeezed her ass.

Wanda was pretty surprised by his forwardness, but she liked that.

It showed some fire in him, something that she was sure would translate to the bedroom.

But she didn't want to leave just yet.

"Let's wait a little bit longer, I wanna dance some more." She responded, getting a nod in response.

It had been something of a pattern that she'd arrive to a club or a beach party, she'd immediately become the center of attention, leaving plenty of men less than happy when she'd take someone other than them back to her hotel for the night.

From the moment she walked onto the beach, she had a weird feeling tonight was going to be different, but even in her wildest dreams she couldn't imagine just what would happen.

"Let me go get some more drinks." He said to her, getting a nod from Wanda, who decided to just dance with herself while waiting for him.

While she did, the 3 Skrulls had decided to approach her, none of them could see her face, so they had no clue she was a long time arch nemesis, but they were drunk enough that even if they had knew, they probably still would have approached her.

After all, curves like those and **** like what they'd been drinking were a dangerous mixture.

Once she turned around, they both took a few seconds to really let the knowledge of who they were staring at settle in.

The Skrulls had been so drunk that they had completely shifted back into their original forms without realizing it.

Neither said anything, instead Wanda raised her hands and hit all three of them with a hex bolt.

Wanda just wanted a regular vacation...and she had no idea just how much this night was going to change everything.