“Hello, my dear. Ready to meet your new God?” the young man said in a confident, haughty baritone.
Betsy Braddock's exotic eyes seemed to be slack for a moment and he briefly worried that the Love Potion N. 10 wasn't working due to her mutant physiology - she would just telepathically assault him and all would be for naught. Luckily, her eyes focused on him and immediately grew lidded with lust.
"Ohh! Who are- mmm, you- nggn! So handsome! So sexy!" she began to pant and babble, her body writhing deliciously against her restraints as she stared at him lustfully. "I need you! Need YOU, uh, uh, UH!"
She thrust her hips uselessly against thin air before shouting.
"Need! I NEED YOU INSIDE ME! NOW!"
The young man laughed, both surprised and delighted. The little college-age tarts the Professor had collected had merely babbled lovey-dovey endearments at his mentor and had only swooned with lust when he'd placed his hand or his lips to their nubile little bodies. A reaction this excessively lustful was a pleasant surprise . . . at least, at first.
"Settle down, lovey!" he chuckled as he reached down to squeeze one of her pert breasts beneath it's purple spandex prison - it had to be at least a C-cup, impressive on an Asian woman. He had replaced her costume on her but only after he had removed her underwear and had admired her toned, curvy naked body. The thought of the so-called homo "superior" woman lustfully slobbering on his cock all while in costume was wickedly sexy to him. For all he'd paid for her, her little slut ninja uniform and it's cheeky thong would be covered in stains quite soon.
"Master's here and your Master will fuck you senseless, darling, but first- eh? What the devil?"
The breast he was squeezing, nipple rock hard, pushed out against his hand . . . filling it further and further! Were her tits actually growing? That had never happened before!
The sensation of the expanding breast in his palm made him look up at the petite Asian beauty as she thrashed in lustful abandon. Her tits were most certainly growing . . . along with the rest of her!
"Master! Need, uh! NEED FUCK MASTER! Fuck! FUCK!" Betsy Braddock babbled as her body seemed to stretch and reshape itself before his eyes.
It was a lucky thing he'd put her into her spandex purple costume as her body immediately began to stretch beyond the confines of any underwear she may have used to wear. Her long legs grew even longer, more muscular, as her back and torso stretched out, her height sliding upwards to at least six feet. Against the board she was tied to, he could tell that her already perfectly defined ass was growing rounder and fuller with taught glutes that expanded outwards to the size of a Christmas ham each. And her tits! Good lord, her tits!
At first they'd been impressively large for an Asian girl - now they were quickly impressive for any woman! They swelled up to the size of softballs, each nipple obviously hard and the size of thumbs, before stopping just under the size of overripe watermelons. Even on her quickly increasing Amazonian build, they were a dominant feature, especially given the lack of a bra beneath the flimsy purple spandex. He was almost too hypnotized by them to notice when her long purple hair grew even longer, falling down to her even more magnificent ass, locks of it whipping him in the face as she thrashed in wild lust.
He took a step back just in time as the former ninja grunted and stretched so hard that the board he'd attached her too - six inches of solid oak - began to snap.
"Need! Fuck!" Betsy Braddock grunted in a voice huskier than he'd expected as the board beneath her gave her apparently still limber body the give it needed for her snap her restraints. With a loud CRACK, the purple haired Amazon tore the restraints clean from the wood beneath them, the black straps hanging like bracelets from her wrists. One hand tore at her costume with a snarl, ripping it clear off, as she advanced on him with purple eyes beyond crazed by lust. As he took several steps back, a part of him distantly admired the gigantic, impossibly perky tits jiggling on her frame as she panted with lust. His prize was now the size and build of She-Hulk, if not bigger in certain areas.
"NEED FUCK MASTER!" the formerly petite beauty bellowed as she advanced on him.
The Professor, his mentor, had never used his serum on a mutant before and perhaps this was why. Would this towering amazon kill him with the force of her lovemaking? The new Alchemist gulped and opened his mouth to speak.
Next Chapters
Or add your own