Flamebird and Gwenpool found themselves in a dark, circular room lit up by hundreds of television screens at the end of a long hallway. On each screen, they saw superheroines like themselves, each in some sort of sexual situation or some sort of sexually tinged battle.Flamebird was utterly baffled and disgusted, hugging herself nervously.
"Like, what is this place?" she whispered.
"Well, if I'm lucky, this is the back door to the whole Superstories website! Otherwise, I think we've just broken into this Dr. Diabolical's secret inner sanctum, which is less great. Let's see here . . ."
Gwen typed several things quickly into the invisible keyboard in front of her, then hit Enter with a triumphant "Boo-yah!"
A long pause followed, after which Gwenpool sighed.
"So much for writing a chapter where we defeat Dr. Diabolical and save all of our friends. Maybe if I try, I can get some of them out of their stories and back into this one instead?"
Gwenpool began typing frantically again on a keyboard that was utterly invisible to the baffled Flamebird, then hit send once more.Suddenly, Kate Bishop came crashing down from the ceiling, landing facedown on the floor with a meaty smack.
"Oh, hi, Kate! Yay, that worked! Are you OK or- holy shit, look at you!"
A grimacing Hawkeye stood up slowly, feeling her bigger tits and barely clad ass jiggle as she did so. Her costume had clearly been replaced by booty shorts and a lacy purple demi-bra that showed off her dark nipples.
"Yeah, this Dr. Diabolical guy just gave me a Kardashian makeover and I'm really, REALLY not thrilled about it. Please tell me you have a way to kick his ass. Also, who's your friend?"
"Hi, I'm Flamebird, nice to meet you." the blonde said with a smile, extending a hand while looking away from the other Kate's semi exposed chest politely.
Before Hawkeye could shake the other girl's hand, a loud stomping from down the hall came echoing towards them.
"Unbelievable! I was able to contain the goddamn Phoenix and Void herself but Gwenpool is the one who breaches my inner sanctum? Ridiculous! Security Protocol J, engage!" roared the now familiar voice of Dr. Diabolical as they heard him come running down the darkened hallway.
Green gas began to hiss and spew out from vents behind each television set, making the girls cough . . . then giggle . . . then begin laughing so hard they cried.
Helplessly guffawing and hitting enter twice by accident, Gwenpool typed on the fly, opening two new portals and falling through one of them just as Dr. Diabolical himself came around the corner. Blinded by gas she reached out and grabbed someone's hand, yanking one of the other girls at random with her into another part of the website.