These absurd thoughts were flittering about Lulus' head, trying to influence the tiny, bottom-heavy sissy as he swung his big, sexy ass like a dinner bell. His slim, almost strengthless arms patting his big, glittery beehive while his lewd, vapid eyes swept the room with obvious desire. He licked his fat, pouty lips as he drew a bubblegum sucker from his purse, unwrapped it, then began to sexily and saucily lick and suck the pick candy.

 

'I can lick any man all night long' he thought with a giggle 'But not 'cause I'm some big, tough brute. Lulu's a sexy lil bitch-boi with a bottomless craving for dick an' a NEED to satisfy his pimp. Victor - my wonderful husband - is countin' on me to pay the' bills...an' that's exactly what I intend to do.'

 

His hormones were working overtime as he pranced past his deadliest foes. He felt so vulnerable and helpless... and that only made him hornier...and more excited. As his body generated heavy amounts of blunt 'fuck me' juice, every dick in the place was erect and hard as a rock. He smiled at one former foe, wiggled his tongue at another, paused at the jukebox to key in a few choice tunes, then clambered up onto the bar and began to bump and grind along with the first song.

 

"She's got legs...she knows how to use them..." the song began, and as Lulu pranced, posed, jiggled and bounced to the beat, the assembled villains began to move in - a natural pecking order making itself apparent as the the Blob moved to the front, undid the front of his costume, and grunted "Get'cher mouf on dis sausage, bitch." While Lulu giggled and pouted.

 

"Oh, but Freddy...don'cha wanna see me finish my dance? I mean it's only the' first...ulp!" He giggled then gagged as Fred dukes dragged Lulu off the stage and shoved his huge, thick cock into Lulu's mouth and down his throat, like a perfect gentleman. While he bellowed and trumpeted his pleasure - thrusting his hips to drive his cock deeper down his throat - Lulu simply moaned and sucked like a pro. Lip and tongue action was the key to a truly great blowjob, and Lulu was certainly a professional.

 

As he sucked and Fred thrust, Gunther Bain took up a position behind him and violently shoved a dick up Lulu's ass. He thrust and Fred thrust and between them Lulu moaned and whinnied. Unseen by Lulu, his mutated powers were having an effect on the assembled crowd. Some were already 'on the spectrum' for example, and a few were actually gay...but as the scent of Lolas' mutated hormones were having an effect. Once Fred and Unus the Untouchable were done gushing into Lulu, they both split off and began cuddling with each other. The Blobs hair had grown longer and silkier, like that of an 80s fashion model, and was that makeup on his face? His costume had never looked more like a bathing suit, and his man-boobs seemed substantially larger. "Oh, Gunther..." he cooed, and in dong so he sounded like almost as much of a sissy as Lulu. "...that was fun, but I reall-l-l-ly wanna show my man how much I love him. Come into the' back, an' we'll have a great time."

 

"I had the same idea, babe. Let Gunther show you how much he loves that big, fat ass of yours."

 

Lulu giggled as more partners appeared, and soon his strange powers had 'homosexualized' his partners to one degree or another, usually in some 'ironic' way. Pyro - already gay - hardly changed at all, but the very manly Avalanche became a big, bawdy 'drag queen' with a bit of a Cher obsession, as tight black leather and fishnets replaced his costume. Only his silvery helmet remained, polished and gleaming. The Toad on the other hand became a large, hulking fellow. A brawny 'leather daddy' who soon had several smaller, more effeminate mutants following him around like a harem. After each act Lulu would accept payment and stuff the bills into his nonexistent cleavage. Soon, he'd return to Victor Creed and hand his pimp a roll the size of a clenched fist. Lulu was so pleased...so proud...

 

***

 

"I'm so glad you both understand." Said Goldie Mojo to the three women she considered to be peers and companions. One was the red skinned, blond haired, twin horned demon queen who Illyana now was again, and always would be. Goldie was ashamed that she'd ever been so thin skinned as to show disapproval at her friend beautiful form. With her demonic magic, silvery armor and fiery Soul Sword, she was once again Magik the Darkchylde, and a potent ally. "I'm just glad that you finally understand me, Goldie. Kitty could never accept me for the monster I really am."

 

"I too approve of your change in morality...not to mention appearance. You're quite the striking lady, Goldie Mojo." Said the Vietnamese mutant Xi'an Coy Manh. Though better known as Karma, she had now decided to call herself the Shadow Queen and readopt the appearance she'd had during the time she'd been possessed by Amahl Farouk. Goldie had 'explained' to Xi'an that Farouk had simply allowed her true nature to escape from the prison of her repressive morality and religious upbringing. The grossly obese, spoiled, self-indulgent criminal mastermind she'd been was always the 'real' her, and now...thanks to Goldie...she could truly be herself.

 

The pasty, quaking globe of blubber wrapped in gaudy yet expensive robes cackled like a cartoon witch as her slaves fed her. Sunspot, Cannonball, Wolvesbane and Magma were all dressed in scanty leather fetish wear as they fed their goddess, fondled their goddess, and worshiped their goddess. As fat as she was, she was still quite capable of mobility, through she preferred to be carried. Through the use of her international criminal organization, as well as her nearly unmatched psychic powers, the Shadow Queen served Goldie...and loved her. Goldie and she had so much in common after all, and Karma had always had a thing for Kitty Pryde.

 

Finally there stood another. Her slim, tight, sexy body wrapped in crimson leather in unconscious imitation of the White Queen, Rachel Summers had also been Kitty's friend...and also repressed her darker nature for 'the good of the world'. Well, Goldie didn't care about that sort of nonsense...so she stripped her of it, liberating her darker nature...

 

Her body wrapped in golden flames and solar winds, the Phoenix smiled down at her friends. Such wonderful ladies. Such wise and understanding sisters. If she destroyed a few stars or wiped out a planet of two, she needn't worry about any judgement here. Goldie Mojo, Magik and the Shadow Queen understood her...because they were as evil, wicked and corrupt as she was. It was all so liberating.

 

"But what of the others?" Asked Phoenix "I know you wish to gather your other friends here as your slaves and lovers, but what about the rest of the world? My slutty body craves the touch of a million tongues, Goldie. Can we start now?"

 

Meanwhile, Jean Grey was turning to outside forces for help.