“Is the captain ready to donated a sample?”
Steve, Jan, Monica all looked over at the woman who spook
up. Steve arched an eyebrow, Monica
sighed, Jan did a face palm… The pink and white cowl let Steve know it the “Gwen-Poole,”
but the rest of the outfit was a cheap sex shop version of a white nurse’s
mini-dress. She smiled and puckered her
lips imitated a sucking motion.
“Oh boy!” Jan breathed.
“What, we are allowed to have marital visits,” Gwen-Poole
said, “This is a porn site after all!”
“Are you making pornography?” Steve asked.
“No,” Jan sighed, “She is doing that ‘fourth-wall’ crazy
talk Deadpool did. Ahm, yeah you better
be ready for this… nonsense. The policy allows
for old fashion fertilization of any willing lady by any willing man. So…”
“People wouldn’t have a problem with me having multiple lovers?”
Steve asked.
“We want you to Stud Muffin!” Harley Quin shouted from
the door way.
“We want your love Captain Man-muscle!” Gwen-Poole cooed.
“This is going to happen a lot isn’t it?” Steve asked.
“Saddly,” Spiral buried her face in her four hands.
“Also part of why you and the other designated survivors
will be scheduled buster shots,” the Scientist Supreme remained calm, “And
expect a lot of supplements to help you keep up your strength.”
“So am I getting a Hot Beef injection tonight?” Harley
shouted.
“After I get mine!” Gwen-Poole shoved the other
blonde back.