Storm lounged fat and naked on the cushions. Her huge belly and giant breasts made her look like some primal fertility idol, and she felt like it too. She wanted to be worshipped and served and fucked....-
"I require food!" she called out.
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She was projecting intense pheromones that made people want to serve her, and she grinned as her first worshippers rushed towards her.
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"Feed your goddess."
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"Yess! Clobber my cunt! Fuck yes!"
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Malice Storm moaned as the Thing fucked her hard. But she wanted more. She was insatiable! Sub-Mariner, Sandman, Attuma... so many powerful hunks she wanted to feel. Time to recruit more for Fantastic Force. They could expand the team and expand her bed as well....