Lulu giggled as he snorted cocaine with a rolled-up fifty-dollar bill off Pyro's juicy cock while another mutant, he didn't notice who, fucked his big ol' bubble butt.
Oooo, getting high like this seemed so classy and sophisticated, like Lulu Creed was a big ol' movie star, or at least some movie star's whore! He has so high he hadn't realized how much the place had changed, going from just some sleazy bar to a sleazy gay club. But it felt really awesome to be the centre of attention like this.
"Hey, bitch, grab my dick!" someone said.
"You got the cash for a hand-job?" the former Wolverine asked.
He giggled as the money was stuffed down his top and he instantly wrapped one little around the shaft.
"Oooo, it's so big, I can barely hold it. It -- mppphhhh!"
The cock he'd been snorting coke off of before was getting stuffed into his mouth.
"Suck me off, you little cunt-boi!"
He giggled as someone slapped his ass. He liked it hard! His tiny little useless dicky was rock-hard. He was getting such a sissy-clit boner!
* * *
Xi'an cackled as she leaned back on her throne while her four little slaves fed, massaged, and generally worshipped her. The Shadow Queen was so huge that the slaved actually had to clamber on top of her to do what she demanded, but she was so much bigger than them that she didn't mind.
Sunspot, Cannonball, Wolfsbane, and Magma were all shaved utterly hairless, all collared with golden collars, and all displaying piercings on their nose, tongue, nipples, and genitals that marked them as the Shadow Queen's personal property. Because that's what she considered them to be. Her property and toys. Maybe pets at best. But certainly not people on the same level as her.
"I don't want us to transform Earth so quickly," Goldie Mojo said. "I want it to be slow, a little bit at a time. Building up to a -- mmhhh -- climax. That's what makes good television. If you want to corrupt something a little faster, my dear Phoenix, then I suggest you do so to another planet."
"You could help me deal with Limbo," Magick said, caressing her two huge, ridged demon dicks. Her long tale with its now very phallic tip slid up and down her body. "That's a whole lot of demons to fuck into submission."
* * *
Toad grinned as two effeminate panty-wearing sissies, who had once been hulking thuggish villains, giggled and nuzzled the now tall, muscle-bound villain.
"Oooo, Mr. Toad, you're so manly."
"Mmmmm, your cock is so yummy. Ooooo, it makes my sissy booty all quiver."
"Ohhhh, goddd, so biiiiiggg!"
He grinned. It felt so fucking awesome to be such a powerful bear of a man. He was so well-hung that none of these bitches could resist his massive, throbbing club.
But honestly, the only one he could think of right now was Magda. Fuck, that gorgeous she-male was so fucking hot. Carlotta was pretty sexy too, but Magda was -- fuck, yeah.
He knew that though Magda was married to Carlotta, he loved a big manly man as well, and the moment Toad was done fucking all this bitches, he was going to catch a plane to their island and fuck Magda stupid.
* * *
Wanda took another puff of her expensive cigarette as her private plane touched down on the island of Genosha.
Her father-mother had insisted she stop by, and why not? Magda may be an utterly sex-obsessed trashy she-male bimbo with a dick she can't stop sticking into all sorts of things, but Wanda still had affection for her. She was loving, certainly. And family was important.
"Here is your champagne, ma'am."
"I pressed the button for it five minutes ago," Wanda said scornfully. "Where the fuck were you?"
She may not respect her mom, but honestly Wanda didn't respect too many people.
* * *
After her meeting with Mr. Summers, Emma Frost tottered down the hall on her platform shoes.
With her silicone-stuffed giant tits, her collagen-enhanced lips, even her surgically increased ass and ridiculously tiny waist (she'd had a couple of ribs remove), she didn't look so much like a person but like a walking, talking sex-doll.
It made her so hot.