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Chapter 4 by chibbert chibbert

Who was that mutant?

Scarlet Witch

Rushing to her aid, the curvaceous body with natural red hair, laid crumpled on the ground. Moment's earlier, she'd been channeling magic in her hands to assist her fellow brotherhood mutants, seeming making them impossibly lucky and her foes miss. That was right up until she failed to notice a new player on the battlefield. Having landed a freaking jet, still from the ramp dozens of meters away, a freaking laser beam shot right out of a buff-dudes eyes.

Alexander eyes saw it immediately but it took him a moment to realize the blast had sent her flying. Within moments, she'd be at the bus and headed straight for him. Turning away, Alexander started to run away from the window. Missing Scarlet Witch coming too. As she started to recover. Noticing her unpredictable momentum, with amazing speed, she began to channel a red shield of chaos magic only to hit the edge of the bus crushing the bubble as it travelled through and dissolved the metal.

Still trying to scurry away, Alexander felt the weight of lithe female topple him over. The excitement, fear and panic causing a sudden surge of adrenaline absorbing her powers, siphoning off her chaos energy into his body making it glow red momentarily and infusing his body with a second wind. Rolling over, he noticed a panicked look in the woman's eyes as she lay top of him.

Having spent years, becoming finely attuned to the forces of magic, the great speed at which it was flowing from her body was like feeling a waterfall bursting threw her body. She struggled to sit up and soon only knees and legs remained touching as she straddled him. Reaching one hand up to grab the edge of the seat and start to pull herself up, she felt a wave of dizziness overtaking her, causing her to simply utter the word "fuck" as she felt reality shift and her brassier rip open revealing her breasts.


"My god, she's gorgeous and not even injured at all," thought Alexander as he stared into the older milf's face and panicked eyes. Darting left and right, he felt her scramble onto her hind legs. Showing a tremendous amount of cleavage. Instinctively, Alexander couldn't help but want to touch, stroke and see a better view of those magnificent mounds on an animalistic level. They were just so full and bountiful looking. With them pushed up and centre, they looked to be at least c cup and so firm for someone her age. Being a relative gentleman and dedicated to not growing up like his Hydra upbringing would want, he only fantasized about ripping that brassier apart.

The fact, some how this milf was able to muster the strength of will to pull herself up via the bus-seat next to them, it surprised him even more when he witnessed a red aura seem to dissolve what little support was left hiding those beauties from his view. Slightly disappointed they were only B-cup and being artificially enhanced by the push-up bra, his last thought was pure astonishment as he imagined an alternate reality where they were just naturally that huge as they seemingly swelled before his eyes. Until a red blast hit his forehead hard, knocking him ****.

What happens next?

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