Tony Stark was not the easiest man to track down, between his duel identity as Iron Man and his flippant disregards for schedules as a super genius with four Doctoral certifications and two Professor certifications he could be anywhere. Pepper had been hearing about strange things happening so lord only knew where and with who she would find Tony. Although that wasn’t that different from normal Tony. When one of the Feminist mud slinger sites created a superhero sex map to shame Tony, he turned around, bought the building next to theirs and had it painted on the side, even going as far as updating it for a year and half.“Tony are you clothed?” Pepper called as she walked into the workshop under the mansion, “Where are you Tony?”
“Shhh…” The blonde appeared in front of Pepper, “Relax, everything is fine, just look into my eyes.”“Who are youuuuuuu…” Pepper stammered as her eyes glazed over.
*
“This is not right,” Father declared, “They have no respect.”
“And she is such a hard worker,” Mother added pointing at Pepper.
“Yep, this is the time and the place,” Peter said, “There is Sasha Hammer, Whitney Frost, Hypnotia, Tony Stark and Pepper Potts just like Eros said. Help me with this Egg.”
“Like they would look really cute as catgirls,” Bun giggled, “They could make sorts of sexy as catgirls.”
“No catgirls Bun!” Peter called.
“Sasha just needs some good old fashion maternal love and guidance,” Mother said as she handed Peter a sun dress, “And Whitney could be such a nice woman if she tried.”
“They just need a firm hand to guide them and good man to love them,” Father handed Peter a ruler and some furry handcuffs.
“Don’t worry Bro,” Bun tossed some stuff in the massive egg and slammed it shut, “Like, this will work find! That was the last of the stuff on Eros’ list!”
The Egg began to rattle and shake as it reached critical mass…
*
Tim woke with a start, he hadn’t been drugged, but he was in bed naked and not alone. He opened his eyes and next to him was a tied up Stephanie Brown in little more than a bra and mini skirt.
“Wake up Bitch!” Cassie Cain called from next to the bed.
Tim looked over and saw Cassie pointing a riding crop at him, he gasped at her in the vinyl halter top, domino mask, studded choker and hotpants with a massive dildo jutting out the front.
“You are going to squeal like a piggy!” Cassie snickered.
“Oh shit!” Tim said.
“April Fools!” Both Steph and Cassie shouted.
“Oh fuck you,” Tim shouted, “You gave me a fucking heart attack.”
As he said that, something happened.
*
Pepper’s vision cleared, she found herself looking at a baffling room. Around her was a scene from Mad Men. Sasha, Whitney and Hypnotia were seated on a 1960’s couch while Tony held a tray with drinks dressed like Hugh Heffner in the hay day of the 1960’s.
“Welcome back Mistress,” Tony and the Villainess cooed.
“Would you like a drink?” Tony offered the tray, “I made your favorite.”
“How about a foot massage,” Whitney, the Madame Masque, now dressed like a 1960’s house wife behind a gold mask.
“We could give you a back rub,” Hypnotia said as she smoothed her swing dress.
“Or lick your pussy for you,” Sasha purred in her cat themed old cheerleader outfit.
“Ok, Hypnotia has me under a spell so I think I am in some sort of Stepford land,” Pepper tried to calm herself, “Don’t sign anything!”
“Mistress, you have us under your spell,” Hypnotia said, “We are your loving love slaves.”
Each of them held up their left wrist with a tattoo that read “Property of Mistress Pepper Potts.”
*
“Oh shit,” Tim gasped as Cassie and Steph changed before him.
They went from wearing cotton and cheap vinyl to leather and latex. Steph grabbed Tim as she tried to drag him into a kiss and he felt a shock ripple over him. Tim was now wearing a red rubber Robin T-shirt and green rubber shorts with an open cod piece. In his hand he found himself holding leashes attached to Steph and Cassie’ collars.
“Aprils Fools!” Tim laughed, “You are my bitches now!”
“Score!” Cassie cheered.