In another part of the Mansion, Tony Stark...

As Hercules went off to have his fun, Tony Stark was looking about, trying to decide who to get for the birthday of his friend and bodyguard, James Rhodes.

"Heheh. Looks like Herc's off doing his 'Three Fates' routine. Never understood why he always goes for that particular combination of hair colors almost every time..." he said, shrugging. "Now let's see... Who would make nice birthday gifts for Rhodey?"

"Rhodey's having a birthday? Sign me up!" A surprised and very pleased voice said from behind him. He turned, and saw Bethany Cabe, wearing the black and silver War Machine armor entering through the door.

Tony grinned. "Good to see you. Didn't think you'd be here today, since SHIELD had you investigating the problems in Madripoor."

Bethany pffed, removing her helmet, her long red hair done up in a bun to keep from tangling in the armor's mechanisms. "Turns out it was a false alarm. They hired AIM to build Sentinels there, but the matter had taken care of itself long before I got there. Turns out the ones who wanted the Sentinels balked on the payment, and AIM took it out on their hides. SHIELD let me buy the completed Sentinels so I could scrap them all right then and there."

Tony scowled. "Good. Those damn things give me a headache... Meh, I'm gonna need something for myself after this. Meantime, Bethany... You're closest to Rhodey. Who do you think he'd go for?"

Bethany hmmed thoughtfully for a moment. "Well, he's always liked Spider-Woman," she said. Nearby, Spider-Woman, hearing her name mentioned, perked up. She raven-haired heroine was clad in her usual costume, red, form-fitting hot-pants and a top that bared her midriff, a jagged yellow streak up the middle, her face covered by a red domino mask. Yellow and red boots and gloves topped the ensemble, with a web-like cape on her back to allow her to glide.

Tony grinned. "What do you say, Jessica? Up for a party?"

Spider-Woman grinned. "Always. Especially for a stud like Rhodey."

Even before Bethany or Tony could speak up, a purring voice added. "Mrrow? Somebody say party?"

Tony turned, and saw, stretched out on a couch, completely nude save for her fur, was Tigra. The buxom, gorgeous catwoman was lounging about, showing off all her luxurious curves for any interested clients. Tony grinned. "Ah hell, why not? It's not a party without a catgirl. How about it? You three up for being presents for Rhodey's birthday?"

"You know it," Bethany said.

"Oh my yes," Spider-Woman said, grinning.

"Kitty loves to party, everyone knows that," Tigra purred, her tail flitting back and forth.

Tony gave Bethany, Spider-Woman, and Jessica the when and where for Rhodey's party, and then went off to find some fun for himself.

As was his custom, he spent some time wandering the lobby just ogling the merchandise, as he made up his mind. Eventually, he came upon Jan Van Dyne chatting with Sif. The Asgardian was recounting an adventure when she'd faced a frost giant armed only with her sex-drive.

Stark observed the two lovelies, noting that they were an odd pair. Jan's small and petite (though well toned and fit) body was adorned with high-end lingerie at the bleeding edge of fashionn, while Sif's tall and muscular (though clearly feminine) form was gloriously nude. Stark approached them as Sif ended her tale with the giant passed out from pleasure and herself satiated.

"I'm no giant," he quipped. "But perhaps I could satisfy you, my dear?"

"Say not 'perhaps', Anthony Stark," Sif commented. "Thy skill and virility are greater than any brutish Jotun."

"That's a fact," Jan added. "Why I bet you could take both of us at once."

Tony smiled. "Why don't we find out?"

(Originally posted to the Superstories Addventure by Fanfic Fetishist and Shendude)