Sitting on the floor and eating from a
bowl of popcorn and drinking from a soda, Lucia Von Bardas took notes on the
progress of the afflicted X-Men and Avengers contained at the Institute. At
first her notes were analytical, detailed reviews of the Beast’s behaviours…
Then they degenerated into scribbles of fanfiction and OTPs. Wearing a pair of
short-shorts and a t-shirt that read ‘Summers + Frost 4ever!’ The cyborg woman
continued her research of Dr. Doom’s plans; analysing their growth and
behaviour. And scribbling pictures in her notes.
“Hmm, So Jennifer Walters had
quadruplets hmm? That will change the dynamic.” Scribbling more notes, she
checked another screen where she spotted Tigra and Storm on their backs,
wailing as they too gave birth. “Hmm, at the rate they are multiplying, my
master will have an army of these monsters to conquer the world… Ooh, THIS is
interesting.”
*
Washing his hands in the sink and
sighing with exhaustion, Hank Pym blinked back at his unfamiliar reflection,
checking his tired eyes and opening his mouth to check his now fanged teeth. The
washroom was borderline claustrophobic for the giant beast-man, his head scraped
against the ceiling lights and he was forced to buckle the metal walls just to
use the toilet. Despite it all, he was kind of thankful Professor Xavier had
essentially locked them up and kept them from getting out, not just because of
their infectious nature but because it was getting harder to think.
Maybe it was the euphoria that would
strike him with every growth spurt, maybe it was the cocktail of hormones
pickling his brain, but right now he could feel a beast in him just clawing to
get free. When he wasn’t trying to find a cure with Hank McCoy, his mind would
race. All he wanted to do was eat and fuck like the world was going to end
tomorrow, the only thing keeping him from doing that was when his wife put his
nuts in a vice grip!
Looking down, he gave his paunch a
rough shake, frowning before giving one of his four arms a flex in his
reflection. Right now, he looked like some four armed cookie monster who found
the Keebler elf tree. “Seen better days Hank, seen better days…”
“Aww, poor baby!” Swooned a voice
behind him as two sets of hands hugged around his muscular body from behind. Turning
around he was surprised to find his wife Janet pressing him against the counter
and feel up his chest and shoulders.
“Janet! Wha… What are you doing in
here?” Hank Pym worried, feeling even more shocked when she kissed him deeply on
the lips and giggled, rubbing her nose against his. “I felt bad after you came
to see me, my big teddy bear of a man.” Licking up his barrel chest and nip at
the scruff of blue hair at his chin, Ant Man worried more, especially when her
breasts mashing against him caused something of his to stir below.
“Janet, you said if I touched you again,
you’d rip my balls off!”
Blinking back at Hank, Janet gave him a
knowing smirk. “Oh… You mean these?” Falling to her knees, she pressed her
husband further against the wall and began to stroke his growing length,
licking his throbbing girth before bringing her attention to the pair of
grapefruits that hung at the hilt. Gasping and hissing at the attention, his
length throbbing from the licks and kisses she planted down his length and
testicles. “Mmm, come on sweetie, give your queen some honey!” Hanks many
clawed hands gripped at the sink counter so hard he cracked the wood frame,
then crumbled it in his grip when she opened her mouth wide and sucked him off
completely.
Gripping her blue hair and bucking his
hips against his will, Pym groaned out a roar when he fired off down his wife’s
throat. Slumping back and panting hard, Hank found Janet stand back up and lick
her lips before turning around and pressed up against the opposite wall,
wiggling her wide hips at her husband. “Well? Come on already, I know you want
to.”
Snorting like a bull, Pym grabbed hold
of her flanks and speared himself deep into her pussy from behind, making the
Wasp moan and laugh at his enthusiasm before he began to thrust hard into her. “Hnngg,
YES! Harder Hank, HARDER!” Each thrust caused her large breasts to swing and
collide with the wall, making her nipples spray milk and her diaphanous wings
flutter. “Hrgg… I’m close, I gotta pull out!”
“NO! Cum in me! Give me all you got!”
Growled Wasp, her tongue lolling out of her fanged mouth as she clenched her
inner muscles to keep him from separating from her. “But you’ll get pregnant
again, you said…”
“FORGET WHAT I FUCKING SAID! I NEED
YOU! FUCK ME FATTER! KNOCK ME UP!!!
Needing no more encouragement, Hank
threw his head back and moaned out loud, firing off a torrent of cum into his
wife who yowled and moaned along with him. Giving her meaty rear a slap, Hank
snorted, eliciting a smile from Janet before she leaned back and pulled him in
for another kiss. “I can’t take it Hank, I want… I want to eat, to fuck, to
BREED… I want more babies Hank.”
“And I wanna give you babies, more than
you can count… Hnng.” Surprising his wife by getting hard again, the two didn’t
share another word except to moan or roar out as they went another round.
*
“HURRAY! They got back together!”
Cheered Lucia, falling on her back and hugging a small home-made pillow that
read ‘Dyne-a-Pym!’ with little ants and bees stitched in for decoration.
“And here I thought she’d REALLY rip
his balls off for sure… “Gasp’ I have to write this down for my fanfiction!”