"Servants?" Piotr Rasputin said in shock.
"Mmmm, of course," Madame Goldie replied as she exhaled another plume of rich, blue hookah smoke. "Of course such a powerful, important person like myself can't lower herself to do little things like fetching and carrying, cleaning, taking care of my hair. That doesn't make any sense, does it?"
Piotr shook his head. No, it didn't seem to make any sense. If Kitty -- Goldie -- was so important, other people should be doing that.
"You love me, don't you, Petra?"
"Y-yes."
"You want to do what's best for me."
"Y-yes."
Storm grinned as she approached Piotr from behind. She was holding a fetish maid's outfit in her hnads, stoking the rubber dress.
"You want to help me because your kitty is sweet and smart and knows best."
She blew another plume of smoke in Piotr's face.
Meanwhile, the smoke was making Illyana feel a little strange too. Strange thoughts were going through her head, similar to the thoughts she had felt when being a demon in Limbo. Of being monstrous and demonic and perverted, though this time they also included her kneeling beside Kitty's throne.
She moaned slightly, not noticing her eyes were changing color and two little horns were pushing out from her hair....
* * *
Yes, Magda felt she and Carlotta would be loving parents, but -- well -- a part of her wasn't totally comfortable thinking of her children totally embracing the same lifestyle the former Magda had, that of running the most erotic and perverted resort in the world, of indulging in his ever perverted desire. Of being pumped full of delicious cock in so many wonderful ways....
Magda pressed "Indulgent Acceptance."
The she-male smiled. Maybe her daughters didn't entirely approve of Magda's chose lifestyle. Maybe they didn't entirely respect her. But they still loved her and knew she was doing what she loved. That was what was important.
"Oooo, look like we 'ave special new gues'," Carlotta cooed in delights.
He smoothed back his hair, and adjusted his dressed, which was featuring a sizeable crotch-tent. Then he sauntered over to the famous new guests, giving his ass and tits plenty of wiggle.
"'ello. I like to welcome chu to the island. We make all your dreams come true." He fluttered his lashes coyly and pursed his lips.
* * *
Lulu Creed's tiny little dicklette almost spurted the moment he came into the bar and saw Avalanche, Pyro, Toad, Blob, and others all there in their civilian identities. All those tough thuggish mutants, those big brutes (well, Toad wasn't as big, but he had big feet!).
"Mmmm, may I?" Lulu asked Sabretooth, the tart's eyes wide.
"Just as long as you get them to pay yah fer the privileged, ya cute l'l whore," Sabretooth said as he slapped Lulu's huge jiggling ass.
Lulu giggled. He had such an understanding husband! He was the luckiest boi in the world!
The former Wolverine patted his platinum beehive, adjusted his top, and sauntered towards where Avalanche and Pyro were playing pool.
"Hey," Lulu said. "You guys wanna play another game?"
He gave his big fat booty a shake and the mutants in the room breathed in Lulu's intense hormones.