Professor X entered the bathroom. He could still hear the sounds of Incubus dominating his two "fuck-devils," degrading them as they licked his huge blue cock, yanking hard on their chains, attached to the two fuck-devils' leashes, their only clothes.
Well, that was fine. They were homo superior after all, living by their own laws. Why did they need to follow the pathetic prudish mores of homo sapiens?
Charles looked in the mirror, studying his face. He had spent so much time trying to help others, dedicating himself to selfless service to help those who just didn't give a shit about him. Was that fair? What about him? Didn't he deserve some "me-time"? Shouldn't Charles Xavier look after Charles Xavier's needs for a little bit? Look after Charles Xavier's pleasure.
The professor moaned a little at the thought, and he picked up a long tube of sparkly libstick.
"Mmmmm. Please."
He smiled, pursed his lips, and began to apply it.
* * *
The former Blob hurried out of the building. They'd been so distracted by X-23 vigorously humping Storm's leg and Toad bending over the former Magneto to fuck the former arch-villain's ass, that no one had noticed Blob escaped.
For some reason he still was holding on to his mind a little better than the others. He hurried out the door, trying to ignore the utterly humongous pair of tits bouncing up and down, all the cheap jewelry -- rings and earrings and bracelets -- all jangling together. Everything about the Blob looked big and cheap and brassy, from the tight stretched black dress to the loud make-up to the ridiculously big bouffant hair style that made the big figure look even bigger.
"Gotta get some help," Blob muttered. "This is so crazy."
There was a superhero there, someone who could help.
Blob hurried over, trying to ignore how hot this sexy hunky superhero stud was.
"Hey!"
* * *
"OOO! OOOO! OOOO! Oh, Morty! Morty!" Maggie gasped.
The former master of magnetism lay on her hands and knees as Toad fucked her from behind, slamming his utterly gigantic cock (it had swelled to more than a foot in length) slammed into her ass again and again. She moaned as she felt the giant balls slap against her skin.
"You slutty bitch!" he moaned.
"Oh, Morty! Such a slut!"
"Why, aren't you a naughty boy?"
Tim Torres looked up. "Who's there?"
"Used to be Professor X, though not sure if that still applies, sweetie. MMmm, a little thanks to you. You treating my bestie right?"
"GAAAAHHH! So big!" Maggie moaned.
"Sounds like it. How sweet. I think we should chat."