Invading the Marvel Universe

As an every day Joe you've seen the Marvel Universe from an every day man's perspective. Working at the nuclear power plant near Manhattan you've constantly seen the superheroes and superheroines who protect the city. While you've secretly wanted to be a superhero yourself for the power and the prestige and the adventure, the biggest part of the desire has always been about the women.

Superheroines are hot.

All of them seem to be so sleek and skinny and muscular and sexy with gorgeous faces and big, firm breasts. Rogue, Storm, Phoenix, Shadowcat, Black Cat, Elektra, Invisible Woman, She-Hulk, Black Widow, Scarlet Witch, Wasp, Ms. Marvel, the list goes on. All of these women are drool worthy and all of them are way out of your league.

Or at least they were.

The other week, while you were working on a part of the core by yourself, the system kicked back into gear and pretty soon you were bombarded with ridiculous levels of radiation and heat. Minutes later you were glowing with sheer energy. You immediately thought that it was the end but before long you began to feel stronger and stronger. You were checked out in the hospital and everything seemed fine but days later the glow returned.

You are stronger. You are faster. You can fly. You seem to be invulnerable. You can project energy. It seems like you've received the basic suite of superhero powers but something seems off. You seem ridiculously strong. You feel like you could punch out Thor if you needed to. That's when you notice the most interesting side-effect of the radiation. Your once average male equipment is now, when erect, 12" long and thick. You realize, with growing horniness and interest, that you could fuck any superheroine you've ever wanted to. And what's more, you've decided you're going to.