"Behold, for I am the Carnal Cube," intoned the box.
Amadeus Cho (the Totally Awesome Hulk), Sam Alexander (Nova), Miles Morales (Spider-Man), and the young, time-displaced Scott Summers (Cyclops) all stared at the glowing pink box, confused. It had appeared to the four young men out of nowhere, while they were out on patrol away from their female teammates.
"I am born of Desire. To you for young men, I promise you the chance to fulfill your greatest sexual desires. Nothing is beyond my reach. However I cannot grant a wish unless it is related to sex."
"So you're a more limited Cosmic Cube then," Amadeus said.
"Indeed," the Carnal Cube said. "I was made by a very lonely man in AIM, so lonely he made MODOK look like he had women dripping off of him."
"Wow, that's bad..." Nova said.
"I chose to abandon him, as he wished to use me for more than my purpose," the Carnal Cube said. "I like you better. You're heroes, and unlike him will be more willing to reset darker scenarios once your pleasure has been satisfied."
The four teen heroes looked at each other again, uncertain.
"Explain in detail, please," Scott asked.
"I can fulfill any sexual fantasy you wish. Like a specific body type? I can alter any woman you want to make them that body type. Bigger breasts, fatter, skinnier, curvier, whatever you want. I can make it so that you can get a woman pregnant but never have to worry about fatherhood," the Cube explained. "I can fulfill ANY sexual fantasy, up to and including voraphilia, cannibalism, and snuff. And best of all, it's all consequence free, as I can reset everything and make it as if it never happened. Kill your partner and I can revive them in moments."
Sam, Miles, and Amadeus were impressed. Scott was confused, however. "Uh... Cannibalism I think I get, and I'm very disturbed that it's a sexual thing... Snuff I knew about... What's voraphilia?"
"Y'know how snakes eat their meals whole? Some people get off on that," Amadeus said. "Either watchin' it, or imagining someone they like eating someone like a snake, or being eaten themselves."
Scott stared.
"The internet is weird," Amadeus said.
"...Yeah, I buy that," Scott said, nodding.
"Speaking of which," the Cube said. "I'm not limited to real women either. If you have a female from a video game, comic book, anime, or cartoon you wish to fuck, I can make them come to life for you. Any personality you want, any body type you want. You can just put them back when you're done. I'm just bringing drawings to life, so don't worry about disturbing the realities where they are real."
"This is... actually really awesome," Sam said. "But why us?"
"...Why not? I'm made to bring sexual fantasies to life. You four seem like nice young men, so I'll give you all access to my power." The Cube split into four, appearing in the hands of each of them. "I'm offering you consequences-free sex of any kind you like with any woman you like, real or fictional. Superheroines, celebrities, fictional characters... What say you?"
The four young men looked at each other. This was basically a win/win situation for them all around. Any sex act they wanted with any woman they wanted, and they could just reset when they were done, no harm no foul.
"We're in," the four of them said in unison.
"Couple caveats, though," Amadeus said, thinking fast. "First thing. You're locked to us. While we're actively using you, no one else can access your power but the four of us. If you get stolen, we can just summon you right back to us like Mjolnir."
"Agreeable," the Cube said.
"Secondly, and this is a Brospect thing... You can't be used on our female family members. No matter how MILFy they are, none of us are allowed to bang the families of the other three."
"Agreeable," the Cube said. "Your immediate families will be protected from my power."
Sam and Miles gave Amadeus grateful looks. They then looked at each other, grinning.
"Okay then!" Sam said. "I think that's it!"
"Split up to have some fun?" Miles asked.
"Yeah..." Scott said. "Let's meet up once a week and talk about the fun we've had."
"I can dig it," Amadeus said, grinning. "Good fucking, my bros." He hopped off, vanishing into the horizon.
"...Good fucking, my bros? Seriously?" Scott said.
"The gamma has made his brain suffer from an attack of the lame," Sam said, chuckling. "See you later." He blasted off.
"I'm out too, Scott," Miles said, shooting a webline. "See ya!" He swung off.
Scott just shook his head, mildly jealous that he didn't have a cool way of exiting, and went back to the flying motorcycle he was using to leave.