Dreams were unconstrained by morality or logic and now, so was his reality. Since had used the Mind Gem and the Reality Gem subconsciously, they made his new reality seem absolutely normal to him as he awoke.
So, when Emma Frost tossed back her much longer, curlier blonde locks and giggled as she rubbed against his left arm, he just smiled arrogantly.
"It damn well should." he said with a smile. "Of course, you're such a big-titted slut, thinking about anything I tell you to do makes you wet."
Emma moaned at the truth of his words and giggled, leading his left hand down between her thighs where her pussy was suddenly gushing with need.
"Mmmm, morning already?" purred Selina Kyle on his right as she stretched and yawned, writhing against his body delightfully, the bell on her collar jingling. Each of her dark nipples was pierced now with a spider shaped emblem and she had a tattoo just above her shaved snatch that read "Spider's Pussy". "God, Boss, you wore me out last night!"
"Don't worry - your ass is mine and if I say you're up for round two - or three, five or fifty - that's the truth." Peter rumbled, his new voice deeper and more assertive.
Selina chuckled as she looked down at the woman sucking on her Boss's (new and improved) member like her life depended on it.
"Looks like you're definitely up for it, thanks to Diana down there."
The former Princess of the Amazons' mouth bobbed up and down on his thick cock, big blue eyes looking up at him pleadingly.
"What else is new? Bitch can't help it since I programmed her with her own lasso to be my personal sex slave, bodyguard and blowjob factory. Morning, noon, night - she just can't get enough of my cock in that mouth of hers."
Diana did not remember how this had come to be but she knew better than anyone the ring of truth when she heard it. She was Peter Parker, the Spider-Man's personal sex slave, bodyguard and blowjob factory. To her shame, she felt a tremendous sense of satisfaction and peace at the sensation of the hard dick in her mouth, as if she had just stopped a villain in her old life. This was her purpose in life now, rage about as she may.
Peter put a hand in her hair and smiled as he forced her face down onto his cock. It was good to be the most successful supervillain alive . . .