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Age of Villains	By : Masterdudemind Category: Marvel Verse Comics > no category yet Views: 10817 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men, the Avengers, Fantastic Four or Inhumans comics, or any of the characters from them. I make no money from from the writing of this story.

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When people looked back on the fall of society, the Battle of New York was seen as the tipping point. When the world realized that they could no longer rely on the heroes, or the government, to save the day, to come to the rescue. It was the day when faith in society fell, the first domino to start the fall of the modern world.
It was the end of an era for super heroes. And the start of the age of the Supervillain.
It started in Avengers Tower, as the surviving heroines struggled to keep the world from falling over the edge. They were barely a week into the crisis, and they had already reached their breaking point.
“Good morning, ladies,” Susan Storm said as she entered the room. She did her best to smile, despite all the hardship that had fallen on her in the last week. The disappearance of her male family (she refused to believe they were dead), her son’s trauma and so much more besides. She knew if she stopped to think about it all, the weight of it all might crush her. And she couldn’t allow that, not in a time when so many were looking towards her for direction, for leadership, “ready to save the world?”
Her war council, Maria Hill, Captain Marvel, Abigail Brand, Black Widow met her confidence with a respectful nod.
“Always,” Carol Danvers, Captain Marvel, answered. She’d fallen in as the Invisible Woman’s second in command. It had been her idea to use Avengers Mansion as their operating base, since it already had all the equipment, living quarters and everything else they could need.
“We have five teams of Shield agents ready to go,” reported Maria Hill, “since you went to bed last night, we had the Shadow King pop up in Egypt, the Bastards of Evil tearing through Texas and Moses Magnum holding the West Coast hostage.”
Susan’s eyes bulged, “Why didn’t anyone wake me?”
“You needed the sleep,” said Black Widow, “and we sent teams out. Most of the emergencies are contained, but we lost contact with Spectrum and Spider-Woman an hour ago.”
“We need to organize a team to find them,” Susan said, “who do we have?”
“At the tower now?” Captain Marvel said, “we’ve got White Tiger, Ms. America, Hawkeye, Statue, that new Ms. Marvel, both She-Hulks, Wasp and Valkyrie. Everyone else is either trying to sleep, or handling some other crisis.”
“I’ve done more with less,” Susan said, “okay, here’s what we’re going to do…”
“Wait…” Maria raised her hand, and motioned for silence, “shit, it’s started.”
“What?”
Maria motioned to the big screen on the far wall.
“The first major attack on New York.”
Captain Marvel tried to remain impassive. Brand let loose an alien profanity, and Black Widow let slip a Russian curse.
New York was no stranger to supervillain attack, but since the wave that had seemingly killed all the male heroes swept over the world, things had actually been quiet. The criminals of the world were all stupefied, and some a little scared, of the thought of what all the vanished heroes might do when they returned. Most had spent the time like a deer in headlights, disbelieving that all the heroes were actually gone for good.
But that was over now.
The screen showed the Wrecking Crew, along with the anti-gravity based villain, the Wizard, attacking Times Square.
There was a second screen showing an attack down on the harbor, this time with the villains known as Mr. Hyde, Tombstone and Tiger Shark. While they were far from the most powerful villains, they were also bloodthirsty maniacs, and a dozen mangled bodies could be seen all around them.
“We need to hit these bastards hard and bring them down harder,” Maria snapped, “before anyone else gets any bright ideas.”
“Agreed,” Invisible Woman said, “I’ll take Times Square. Captain, grab the She-Hulks, Wasp and Valkyrie. We’ll tear the Wrecking Crew apart and show the world that the rule of law is still in effect. Black Widow, take the others…”
“Kids,” Black Widow said flatly.
“…all we have right now,” Susan replied, “but take the kids to the docks and deal with Tiger Shark and Hyde. Don’t be gentle.”
Black Widow slid a magazine into her gun, “I never am.”
“Maria, Brand, be ready,” Susan ordered, “this could all be a feint, and the real attack could be coming here.”
“I’ve considered that, and have taken steps,” Brand said, “watch your back out there. If things go bad, we won’t be able to send any reinforcements. You’ll be on your own.”
“Wouldn’t be the first time,” Susan Richards said.
“It is like this,” Brand muttered.
oooOOoo
“So…does this make me a Young Avenger?” asked Kamala Khan, Ms. Marvel. She’d only been a heroine a few weeks, and couldn’t help but to chatter nervously.
Black Widow and the heroines were piled into a spare quinjet, and were rocketing towards the docks.
“Sure thing, Chica,” said Ms. America, or America Chavez, “why not?”
“Just concentrate on the battle and your teammates,” said Black Widow, “nothing else matters.”
Hawkeye observed her friend, Cassie Lang, staring absently out the window. It was hard for Kate to believe that the young woman sitting next to her had been dead only a week before.
“You okay there, Cassie?”
Stature nodded silently.
“We’ll get your dad back,” Hawkeye said, “and we won’t let you die doing it.”
“I know,” Cassie said, only half convinced.
“Alright,” Black Widow set the quinjet down, “lets go ladies. Stature, take down Hyde. Ms. America, Tiger Shark. The rest of us will act as support. Don’t pull your punches, and the more broken bones, the better.”
Ms. America cracked her knuckles, “Sounds like my kind of fight.”
The heroines stepped out, and saw Mr. Hyde and Tiger Shark waiting for them, smug grins plastered on their faces.
“Can you feel it?” said Mr. Hyde, “it’s the end of an era. And your bodies will be the heralds.”
“Herald this!” Stature grew three stories, and then punted Mr. Hyde three blocks down the harbor, and stomped after him. Tombstone followed after a moment, a wicked grin on his face.
“Come on, fish lips!”
Ms. America slammed into Tiger Shark, but the villain had traded blows with Namor himself. He budged, and returned the shot.
“Hawkeye! “ Black Widow leveled her pistol at Tiger Shark, but refrained from pulling the trigger. She hated to waste ammo, “when Ms. America gets clear, hit Tiger Shark with a tear gas arrow! White Tiger, I need you to start looking for survivors! Ms. Marvel…”
“Ms. Widow!”
Black Widow turned around and saw Ms. Marvel trying to support White Tiger. The feline heroine wobbled on her feet like she was drunk.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with her!” Ms. Marvel said.
“I can’t…” White Tiger’s head felt as if it were about to explode, “…the scents are blocked in my head but I can sense something terrible!”
“That would be me.”
Black Widow spun around, and saw a man in a simple minister’s outfit standing behind her. How he’d gotten so close to the seasoned spy, Widow had no idea and that deeply concerned her.
The man hardly appeared threatening, young, blond with a red collar where there should have been a white one, but Black Widow knew at an early age how appearances could be deceiving.
“You may call me Sinister Minister,” he said, “if you surrender now, I’ll make what happens next no less humiliating, but less painful.”
Hawkeye and Black Widow both drew a bead on the man.
“Not happening.”
“Is that so?” Sinister Minister smiled, and suddenly, Bullseye, Lady Bullseye, dozens of Hand ninjas and several C-list villains just appeared, as if out of thin air, behind Sinister Minister. It barely took Widow a second to realize that the man was a powerful telepath, and he’d kept them from seeing them until this exact moment.
“Hey Natasha,” Bullseye called out, “miss me?”
“Stay calm,” Widow said to Hawkeye and the others, “we can do this.”
“You misunderstand,” said Sinister Minister, “this isn’t a battle. You’re here as a message to the world.”
With a wave of his hand, Hawkeye’s bow was broken into twigs, she heard her arrows snap like kindling in her quiver, Black Widow’s guns, widow gauntlets, belt and every last concealed weapon, including the suicide pill in her left heel, were crushed.
“Guys?” Ms. America glanced towards her teammates, and saw Sinister Minister. She was about to break off from fighting Tiger Shark, when Sinister Minister turned his attention to her.
Ms. America’s eyes glazed over, and somewhere in her mind she forgot something very important, while in the real world, Tiger Shark grabbed her by the neck, and slammed her to the ground face first.
Dazed, Ms. America lay there helplessly, as her enemy stood over her with a grin.
“And the message is, you’re all fucked.”
$$$$
“Give me an excuse, Hyde, just one!”
Stature stood over Mr. Hyde, several stories tall and supremely pissed. She’d heard stories about Mr. Hyde from her father, how he beat Jarvis, one of the nicest men Cassie had ever known. Her body was primed for violence, and she couldn’t think of a better target than Hyde.
Her hatred was so all consuming, that she didn’t even notice Tombstone sneaking up behind her.
“No excuses,” Hyde rose to his feet, and tried to steady himself, “I surrender. Just one question.”
Cassie raised an eyebrow, “A question?”
“Just one,” Mr. Hyde’s smile was toothy and lopsided, “do you have any other powers than growth?”
“I don’t need any others!” Cassie said defiantly.
“I wouldn’t be so sure,” whispered a voice behind her.
Cassie turned her head just in time to catch a punch from the superstrong Tombstone, who stood just as tall as her.
The punch was stronger than anything Cassie had taken up until that point, and she stumbled backwards until she came to a rest against another body.
Cassie felt terror shoot down her spine as she looked up, and saw Mr. Hyde standing a few inches over her.
“So the answer is no?”
Another blow rocked Cassie, sending her into Tombstone’s waiting arms. The young heroine could barely think, let alone fight back. In every battle she’d been in, even if she didn’t have the advantage of power, she at least had height. But now, she held neither, and she had no real way to fight back.
“I thought as much,” Mr. Hyde grabbed Stature’s uniform by the collar, and ripped it apart, exposing her giant breasts to the world.
“What are you doing?!” Cassie tried to cover herself, but Tombstone’s grip was like steel. All of a sudden, she could feel Tombstone’s hot breath on her neck.
“We won’t be this large forever,” Hyde said. He grabbed at Cassie’s crotch, and tore the material free, “so please forgive us if we skip the foreplay.”
$$$
Times Square
It took her team less than a minute to reach Times Square, and Invisible Woman was stunned to find both how little destruction had been wrought, and that the reports had been completely wrong. It wasn’t just the Wrecking Crew and the Wizard, but Klaw, Whirlwind and Rhino.
The villains were just standing there, looking smug and the police had cordoned off an area around Times Square. This being New York, more than a few spectators had gathered around to see the battle that they hoped would unfold.
Sue Storm wondered how the news report they saw had gotten it so wrong, but pushed that thought aside.
“Ladies, stay close on me,” Sue ordered, as she approached the scene commanding officer. He had a giant bullhorn, and was ordering people back, and to Sue’s mild surprise, they seemed to listen.
“Officer, care to tell me what’s happening?” Sue asked.
“Wish I could tell you,” the Cop said, “they just…showed up. The Wrecking Crew and Wizard first, and the rest a few minutes later. They haven’t done anything yet, but I’d bet that there are a few warrants out for ‘em.”
“They should lock them up and throw away the key,” Jennifer Walkers, She-Hulk, said, “and I’m a lawyer.”
“Agreed,” said Janet Van Dyne, the Wasp, “I am so sick of Cannon stalking me.”
“Well, do whatever it is you’re going to do,” said the Cop, “just don’t, ya know…lose.”
Betty Banner, the Red She-Hulk, cracked her knuckles, “Not gonna happen.”
“Good luck,” the Cop said, and stepped back.
“Okay ladies,” Sue Storm brought up her force-fields, “lets get this done! Wasp, take Whirlwind. She-Hulks, you have the muscle. Val, help them out. I’ll take Klaw and The Wizard. Captain, I want you hitting them from the air, and help whoever needs it. Any questions?”
“None,” Captain Marvel said, “this shouldn’t take long.”
It didn’t, but not for the reasons Captain Marvel expected. Everything went wrong at once.
Captain Marvel all but flew into a sonic blast from Klaw, and fell from the air like a lead balloon. She pan caked a car as she came down, and didn’t get back up
The Wrecking Crew and the Rhino overpowered the She-Hulks with almost childlike ease. Both women struggled, but were unable to free themselves.
Whirlwind hit the Wasp with a cyclone of wind, slamming her into the windshield of a parked car, shattering it. The Wasp barely managed to will herself back to human size before she passed out.
The Invisible Woman struggled to hold her forcefields against the combined power of Klaw and The Wizard. Their blasts seem to hit her shields with a force they never had before, and inside of a minute her fields failed. Sonic energy washed over Susan Storm, tearing her uniform as she was cast backwards and knocked her senseless.
The Asgardian Valkyrie couldn’t believe what she saw. Her teammates, brought down by scum that weren’t fit to lick their boots, effortlessly and in only a handful of minutes.
“I know not what magics you have employed,” Valkyrie growled, “but it will avail you naught when I have removed your heads from your shoulders!”
“He had no effect on the Goddess,” Klaw observed, “she could make good on her threat.”
“Relax, Klaw,” The Wizard reached into his belt, and removed four discs. He threw them underhanded at Valkyrie, and they flew at her under their own power. Val was a skilled swordswoman, and though the machines tried to evade, she still struck down three.
But the fourth came at her from behind, and immediately Val felt as if the world itself had come down on her shoulders. She dropped her sword, and struggled to stand.
“You have the world’s weight upon you now,” smiled The Wizard, “not even Thor could stand under such a strain!”
“I!” Valkyrie, her legs burning in agony, stood up straight, “am not Thor!”
The Wizard felt a tingle of fear shoot down his spine. In his mind’s eye, he envisioned her tearing him apart with her bare hands as if he were made of paper.
But that was all he felt. This all had been planned for days, and every contingency had been accounted for.
“Maybe not, but it doesn’t matter. Because not even Thor could handle him.”
Val felt a shadow fall over her, but she hadn’t the strength to turn before The Juggernaut’s massive fists came swinging down on her.
“Good work, Cain,” said Wizard.
“Thanks,” Cain said after a moment. His eyes were glazed over, as if he’d been drinking.
“…how did you do this?” Invisible Woman demanded, too weak to fight back, and in complete disbelief that these second and third stringers had effortlessly overcome some of the finest heroines in the world.
“Oh, it’s really simple.”
Susan Storm turned her head, and saw cop who’d briefed them, walking smugly towards them. He pinched something in his coat pocket, and Sue Storm felt her blood turn to ice as the man’s skin turned into an entirely different color.
“I simply told you to,” said The Purple Man.
Sue Storm sucked in a deep breath despite herself. The Purple Man possessed such powerful mind control abilities that Dr. Doom once exploited them to rule the world himself. Caught unaware, they had no way of defending their selves now.
“Now, what happens next is important,” Sue could feel the man creeping into her will. Under normal circumstances, she might have been able to resist, but this last week had eaten at her strength, and the beating she’d taken from Wizard and Klaw made her weaker still, “fight back a little, but don’t get free. And most important of all, remember to put on a good show for the cameras!”
Wizard snapped his fingers, and over two dozen anti-gravity cameras flew into Times Square like a swarm of locusts. They began transmitting the world over, but only what The Wizard wanted seen. The Purple Man was automatically edited out.
“Now, lets get on with the show,” the Wizard stalked over to Susan Storm. He grabbed the collar of her uniform, and tore it free. The breasts of the Invisible Woman were broadcasted to over thirty million people, and climbing.
“No wonder Mr. Fantastic put up with you so long,” smiled The Wizard.
$$$
White Tiger tried to move, but Sinister Minister simply nodded to her, and Ava found herself lifted helplessly off her feet, like a fly in amber. Hawkeye and Black Widow were hung in the air next to her, disarmed and helpless.
“Hang on!” said Ms. Marvel. Kamala Khan stretched her arm and grew her fist to the size of a watermelon, and smashed Sinister Minister in the face.
His only reaction was to smile.
“What a cute little shapeshifter,” he smiled, “I may find you later. But right now, forget.”
Kamala grabbed her head as she felt something oily and sick sink inside her mind. She recalled the first time her body changed, and suddenly, the memory seemed distant, vague, like it was from a dream.
The effect was immediate, and Ms. Marvel’s body returned to its regular, barely legal proportions.
“There,” Sinister Minister waved his hand, and Ms. Marvel was suspended in the air alongside her teammates, and then joined by Ms. America, “now, if I may have your attention. The world, my dear heroines, is about to change. This is the dawn of an Age of Villainy, and you will be among the first corners stones laid down.”
“If you’re going to kill us, do it and get it over with,” Black Widow spat, “we’re not about to beg!”
“Kill you?” Sinister Minister shook his head, “in the fullness of time maybe, but not today. We won’t be that merciful.”
Sinister Minister turned the heroines so that they could look down the street.
They gasped as one.
Stature was bent over, with her arms pulled behind her back. Mr. Hyde’s cock was in her mouth, while Tombstone drilled her ass. Cassie struggled, but the two easily held her in check.
Worse than their friend’s rape, they could see dozens of people watching, a few were in disbelief, but even more seemed to point and laugh, while some were even recording it with their cell-phones.
“Oh God, Cassie,” Hawkeye whispered, “you monsters!”
“Well, yes,” Sinister Minister smiled. He motioned aside, and the heroines saw a crowd of villains approaching who hadn’t been here moments ago.
There were well known villains like Mysterio and Electro. Third stringers like Killer Shrike, Hydro-Man and Bushwacker stood arm in arm with monsters like Carnage, Jack O Lantern and The Fly.
Behind them hovered dozens of anti-gravity cameras, just like the ones in Times Square.
“We’re putting on a show for the entire world, and you ladies are overdressed,” said Sinister Minister, “but don’t you worry about stage fright. I’ll happily introduce you myself.”
“I will personally rip your balls off!” Ms. America threatened.
“And Ms. America Chavez has just volunteered to go first,” Sinister Minister said.
Ms. America looked defiant as a tear began to appear in her top, before it was torn free of her chest and her breasts were broadcast all over the world.
“Wait, this fish is mine!” Tiger Shark growled. He grabbed Ms. America by the throat, and shoved her to the ground. With barely a flick of his wrist, he tore the front of her pants, and slammed his cock into her.
Ms. America arced her back, and gasped as the cock punched it’s way inside of her. Tears began to form in her eyes, but she willed them not to fall. She gave Tiger Shark a look that could melt steel as he began sawing into her pussy.
“Smile sweetie,” Tiger Shark said, “I’m making you a star!”
Ms. America looked over Tiger Shark’s shoulder, and saw three cameras focusing in on her. She struggled, tried fight back, but that the people at home saw were her breasts jiggling.
“While Tiger Shark is entertaining Ms. America, allow me to introduce you young ladies to the world,” said Sinister Minister. He brought Hawkeye closer to the camera that hovered over his shoulder.
“This young woman, taking up the bow as Hawkeye, is known to her family as Kate Bishop,” Sinister Minister turned to the cameras.
Kate Bishop’s hear skipped a beat, and when Sinister Minister snapped his fingers, her top exploded into simple scraps of clothing, as did her pants dropped down to her knees.
“Enjoy yourself Kate,” Sinister Minister waved his hands, and Kate was pitched into a crowd of men. Several cameras broke off to follow her, and her teammates quickly lost sight of her under the wave of men that came over her, “after all, you’ve been here before.”
But they could still hear her screams.
“Next, we have the brave White Tiger,” Sinister Minister snapped his fingers, and the feline heroine found her costume split down the middle and torn away, until all she had left were her gloves and boots. Her finely toned skin was bared to the entire world, “who goes by the name of Ava Ayala. History repeats itself, no?”
“I will kill you,” Ava said through gritted teeth.
“I’m sure,” Sinister Minister tossed Ava to the wolves with a dismissive wave of her hand. She tried to summon her powers, but something blocked her. Ava opened her mouth to make a threat, and a cock was shoved inside. Ava tried to bite down, but once again, something stopped her.
“And last, we have us the wonderfully new Ms. Marvel,” Sinister Minister reached up and brushed away a tear from Kamala’s face, “her family knows her better as Kamala Khan.”
Like with the other women, Ms. Marvel’s clothes were turned into scraps. She screamed in terror, weeping as the entire world now saw her naked body and tried with all her might to break free from Sinister Minister’s grip, but nothing happened.
“Oh?” Sinister Minister crooked his head to the side, “it appears Ms. Khan wants the world to know something.”
Sinister Minister willed Ms. Marvel’s legs apart, and tipped her backwards.
“She wants the world to know that she’s a virgin,” Sinister Minister undid his pants, and loosed his erection. Without much ceremony, he stabbed it into Kamala’s pussy. The young teen through her head back and screamed as her maidenhood was torn.
Sinister Minister pumped into Ms. Marvel only a few times. What was to come next was too important to allow himself to become distracted, so he pulled out without even climaxing.
“Well, she was,” Sinister Minister said, “mom and dad? I hope you’re proud of her, this little slut in training.”
Ms. Marvel wept, and was speechless by how little the man who’d just raped her seemed to care about her, one way or the other.
“We need to start this show, already.”
Sinister Minister motioned to the gathered criminals, and before Ms. Marvel knew what was happening, she had a dozen hands pawing at her naked body.
“Ready to get started?”
$$$
A few minutes ago
Cassie struggled and squirmed, but Tombstone had her in a death grip. He felt at least twenty times stronger than her, and he checked her strength effortlessly.
Meanwhile, Mr. Hyde tore apart her costume like it was wrapping paper on a Christmas present. When he was finally done, all Cassie had left was a few scraps and absolutely nothing to protect her modesty.
“Unshaven?” Mr. Hyde took some of Cassie’s pubic hair between his fingers, and savagely pulled.
Cassie screamed as her pussy hair was under ripped free, and fell to the ground like confetti.
Hyde laughed and laughed as he pulled free handful after handful of pubic hair free.
Only when her pussy was bare, did Hyde grab Cassie’s hand, and yank her mouth down on his cock.
“Mmmph!” Cassie gagged, struggling to breath. The stench was overpowering, and the humiliation was even worse. Before Stature could even try to pull herself free, Tombstone grabbed her wrists, and pulled her arms backwards, like the reins on a horse.
Cassie still struggled, but she had absolutely no leverage, and no strength to overcome these monsters. And when she felt the tip of Tombstone’s cock, she panicked.
“No! No!” Cassie said, or at least tried to with Hyde’s cock wedged in her mouth. But all she really did was swish her mouth from side to side, and mumble.
“This girl is a natural,” Hyde chuckled.
“Just wait,” Tombstone said. He slammed his cock into Cassie’s virgin rear, and the gurgle slash scream was like music to Mr. Hyde’s ears.
“You sir, are an artist,” Hyde laughed. He reached down and squeezed Cassie’s giant breasts.
Cassie screamed, as her body was in the most terrible agony she’d ever felt. She tried to get her feet underneath herself, but she realized in horror that her feet were barely brushing the ground!
She was impaled in-between two super strong cocks, at four stories high, and completely helpless. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see countless people recording it all. She had little doubt that her rape was now being watched all over the globe.
Her terror only grew when she saw her teammates being raped. How could this day get any worse?
$$$
“Oh yeah,” David Cannon, Whirlwind, felt his crotch ache as he approached the unconscious Wasp.
Janet Van Dyne was laying limp across the hood of a cab, taking shallow breaths. Cannon watched her breasts rise and fall for a full minute before he mustered up the courage to do what he’d been waiting to do for almost a decade now.
“Never thought that idiot Wizard would deliver,” Whirlwind muttered. He turned Janet over, and examined her back for the zipper to her costume. Once he found it, he almost tore it free unzipping it all the way.
Once that was done, Cannon shimmied the unconscious Wasp out of her costume, until she was laying before him in her simple white bra and panties. Cannon tore both free, and took a moment to breathe it all in.
“Wha…” the Wasp blinked, as consciousness returned. She felt the cool air on her breasts, and sex, and looked down in a panic, “Whirlwind! What do you think you’re doing?!”
“Thought it was obvious,” Cannon sneered, as he stepped forward, “just gonna take what I shoulda had a long time ago.”
“Get away! Stop!” Janet could have turned to insect size, she could have fought Cannon off using the training Captain America had instilled in her, but something in her mind stopped all that.
Instead, Janet simply flailed helplessly as Whirlwind flipped her over, and tied her arms behind her back using her old costume. He flipped her back again, taking in her naked chest and grinned.
“Please, David,” Janet begged, “you don’t want to do this!”
“There’s nothing I want to do more,” Whirlwind said. He lifted Janet’s legs and put them over his shoulder, and placed his cock against Janet’s slit, “when I’m done baby, you’ll forget all about that other shit!”
“No…” Janet felt his cock press past the folds of her pussy, “nooo!”
“Oh God,” Whirlwind said, as over ten years of wanting ended at once, “this is perfect!”
“Stop! Whirlwind, don’t!” Janet begged, as she felt his cock inside of her, “please!”
David Cannon fought the urge to drool as he fucked the Wasp. He grabbed her breasts, and began kneading them like dough. They weren’t the oversized globes that other heroines had, but perfectly sized for her petite frame.
“David, this isn’t you,” Janet begged, “please, stop!”
“I couldn’t if I wanted to,” Whirlwind said. He reached into his pocket, and pulled out a blue pill. He swallowed it, and laughed, “doctor’s orders!”
$$$
“Bentley! Stop this immediately!” Susan Storm ordered, as she covered her breasts with her hands.
“Mrs. Richards, you don’t give the orders here. Today is the start of a new world order,” the Wizard snapped his fingers. Several orbs flew to his side, and then hovered over his shoulder. Sue could hear the camera focusing on her.
“The order of the villain. And my order is, you are over dressed!” Wizard pointed his gauntlet at Susan Storm, and activated a feature he had installed just for this.
A green beam of energy lanced through the air and struck Susan’s waist, vaporizing her iconic blue suit, but leaving her skin untouched. Wizard fired it several more times as Susan tried to cover herself in vain.
When it was done, her costume looked as if it had been devoured by moths, with not only her breasts exposed, but her pussy and ass as well.
“I had no idea how long I waited for this, until now,” Wizard tapped a button his belt, and the codpiece on his armor flipped open.
Susan gasped, because she was certain that there was no way Bentley could have been so naturally well hung, and because she didn’t know if his massive cock would actually fit inside her pussy.
“What’s with the look? Surely you and your husband experiments?” Wizard winked, “though I imagine he would be gentler. But enough. Come, Mrs. Richards, the world is ready to see the true you.”
“Go to hell!” Susan spat. She didn’t hear the anti-gravity orbs behind her until she felt their energy wash over her, not that she could have protected herself anyways.
Her powers refused to answer, as she saw Purple Man standing off to the side, a smug look on his face.
The anti-gravity field locked her limbs in place, and picked her up as if she were a child’s doll. Susan was flipped on her back, and her legs spread wide, as they maneuvered her towards Wizard’s erect cock.
“Nonononono,” the Invisible Woman shook her head from side to side as she felt herself drifting towards Wizard’s erect cock. She thought this might be some terrible nightmare, and thought she could will herself awake.
She had no such luck, and wanted to throw up the second she felt the cool tip of his cock pressed against her pussy. She tried to deny him, to squeeze shut, but the drones that levitated her in the air were completely relentless.
“No, don’t! I’m begging you!” Susan said, trying to reach the last bit of Wizard’s humanity.
“Smile for the cameras,” Wizard replied, “you’re about to make your first sex tap, Mrs. Richards!”
Sue threw her head back and cried, as she slowly felt herself being impaled on the Wizard’s supersized cock.
“Stop, it’s too big!”
“Bigger than your husband?” Wizard smiled, as he pressed his cock into her wet folds. He never knew how much he wanted this, needed this, until now.
“Go to hell!” Sue Storm spat, “you and your cock aren’t half the man Reed was!”
“Mrs. Richards,” Wizard smiled, and placed his hands on Sue’s hips, “I take that as a challenge.”
The Wizard had programmed his drones to move in sync with him, and so when he pulled Susan Storm onto his cock, the drones rocketed her down on it, his cock slamming into her cervix.
The Wizard’s size was agonizing, forcing Sue Richard’s pussy wider than it had ever been. Reed, for all his flaws, was always a gentle lover. He used his powers during sex often, but his first thought was always his wife’s comfort.
The Wizard didn’t give a damn about any of that. In fact, the more Sue quivered and begged, the more he enjoyed it.
That was why he wildly swung Sue Storm back and forth on the length of his enhanced cock, laughing as her breasts bounced back and forth with each slam.
“Please, you’ll tear me in two!” Sue begged.
“Have some faith in my science,” Wizard said, “and smile. You’re on camera, all around the world.”
Wizard’s cock speared into Sue’s pussy, and she cried out, weeping, begging for mercy.
“The rape of the Invisible Woman, seen around the world. Irony is just as much of a bitch as pay back, I think.”
$$$
“You sons of bitches better kill me,” Black Widow said, as she watched her teammates being raped, “because, I swear to God, I will kill every last man here.”
“Why are you swearing to a God you don’t believe in?” Sinister Minister said.
Black Widow tried to spit at the man, but her body refused.
“I know you have defenses against telepathy,” said Sinister Minister, “but they’re nothing but a road bump to my powers.”
Black Widow could feel a hundred different memories come to mind, and realized that Sinister Minister was already burrowing into her brain.
“I get the bitch, right?” Bullseye said, as Lady Bullseye leaned against him. Widow felt a chill down her spine, as the two insane marksmen regarded her.
“Of course,” Sinister Minister said, “she’s all yours. I’m simply taking measures to ensure that she stays yours.”
Black Widow tried to blot out the world, and focus on her mind. She might not be able to overpower this villain physically, but Natasha didn’t lack for willpower,
“Done,” Sinister Minister allowed Widow to drop to the ground, and he looked towards Bullseye, “she’s all yours.”
“Like hell!” Black Widow rushed towards Bullseye, and swung her fist towards his jaw.
“Ahh!”
Black Widow cradled her fist. She’d decked a thousand men, and not once had her fist hurt then like it did now. In fact, the only time she could remember a pain like this, was when she was back in basic training.
“Forget something, Widow?” Lady Bullseye said.
Black Widow paled. She tried to remember how to kick, how to judge the distance of an enemy and a thousand other skills she picked up in her long life of espionage, but nothing came to her. To her horror, Black Widow realize she couldn’t even remember how to pick a lock!
“Your skills are what make you dangerous,” Sinister Minister said, “so I simply deleted them.”
“That won’t stop me,” Black Widow spat, “I’ll escape, and I will slit your throats with a damn smile!”
“Yeah well, until then,” Bullseye grabbed Black Widow by the hair, and dragged her away, “me and the missus are gonna have some fun.”
Black Widow tried to struggle, but Bullseye’s grip was on her hair was too painful to resist without the right technique. Widow was helpless as Bullseye dragged her away, the last sight she saw of her teammates was Hawkeye’s legs up in the air, as yet another man plunged into her cunt.
“Ya know, we didn’t have much time to set this little ambush up,” Bullseye dragged Black Widow around a corner, “but we still managed to get ya something special.”
Black Widow observed a black dodge charger, with shackles on the hood.
“We even have a reserved seat for you,” Lady Bullseye said.
“Yeah, but she needs to be better dressed,” Bullseye said. He drew a blade, and then pushed Black Widow ahead of himself.
“Lester, do you want to know what I did to the last man who put his hands on me without permission?” Black Widow hissed.
“No one cares,” Lady Bullseye, with deceptive ease, put her in a full nelson. An experienced operative would have escaped in seconds, but that was no longer Widow, “hood ornaments are meant to be seen, not heard. So do shut up.”
Though she struggled, Bullseye was a master with a blade, and within seconds, he had sliced away at Black Widow’s uniform, exposing her breasts and pussy, while leaving her signature uniform intact.
“Damn, that looks sweet,” Bullseye pressed his hands into Natasha’s pussy, and smirked at her.
The Russian spy struggled, but could do nothing but curse at the man. Her breasts jiggled as the maniac fingered her pussy.
“Enjoy this while it lasts,” Widow warned.
“I fully intend to,” said Bullseye, “okay, honey, lets get her mounted.”
Bullseye and Lady Bullseye dragged Black Widow over to the charger, chuckling as the experienced heroine struggled like a madwoman, but seemed unable to use even the basic methods a first year agent might have known, to escape.
Bullseye picked Black Widow up around the waist, and tossed her onto the hood, stunning her.
By the time Widow’s head cleared, Bullsye and Lady Bullseye had already cuffed her, spread-eagle, to the hood of the car.
“Lester! You son of a bitch!” Black Widow roared, “my friends will kill you for this, if I don’t do it first!”
“Your friends are going to be a little busy with their own problems,” Bullseye said. He and Lady Bullseye took a step back to admire their work.
Black Widow, internationally feared spy and killer, scrapped to the hood of a car like a deer, with her tits and pussy hanging out.
“She looks perfect,” Lady Bullseye said.
“Almost,” replied Bullseye, “the bitch just needs one more modification.”
He went around to the passenger side, and picked up a little something Bullseye had bought for just this occasion.
For the ten seconds that she could no longer see him, Natasha’s mind went wild with fear. And that fear spiked when Bullseye returned with a simple cardboard roll.
“We’re going to be on the road a while,” Bullseye placed the cardboard at the lips of Black Widow’s cunt, “and I think you should be able to feel it all over.”
“If you think…”
Bullseye slammed the cardboard roll into Natasha’s pussy, not stopping until it struck her cervix.
“Now you’re perfect,” Bullseye smirked. He turned to Lady Bullseye, “lets get the hell out of here, baby.”
“Where to?” asked Lady Bullseye.
“First, we’re going to drive through every damn street in Hell’s Kitchen,” Bullseye said, “then, the open road. I think the Big Apple is about to go rotten.”
Bullseye slammed on the accelerator, savoring Black Widow’s screams of anger and terror and the sight of the wind blasting over her breasts.
$$$$
Cain Marko considered himself a brutal man, but not sadistic. After gaining the powers of the Juggernaut, he soon realized what it meant for his love life.
And after some reflection, Cain was ultimately fine with it. The pleasure of sex was almost completely lost to him, but there were other pleasures out there. He never expected to be rewarded for his unwillingness to rape women strong enough to take his cock, and never wanted to be.
He just didn’t want to be a complete monster.
And after the hero purge, when Sinister Minister and the rest of their ilk were planning their uprising, that posed a hurdle they needed to overcome.
So when Cain removed his infamous helmet, the one that protected him from telepathy, Sinister Minister used his considerable mental powers to place a series of mental commands and suggestions in Cain’s mind.
They would fade in time, perhaps, but the end result had left Cain Marko docile while eager to please, answering to the commands of any villain who spoke to him with enough authority.
Having defeated Valkyrie, Cain stood over her barely conscious form. Without direct orders, he simply stood idle, waiting for direction.
Seeing this, Purple Man sauntered over to him, flanked by several hover cameras.
“Cain,” Purple Man licked his lips, and felt his cock throbbing in his pants, “why don’t you show the Valkyrie, a good time?”
“Broadway’s closed,” Cain said dimly, “no more Cats.”
Purple Man rubbed the bridge of his nose. People were often idiots under mind control, no one knew that better than him, but they always found new ways to be so infuriating.
“No, what I mean is tear her clothes off, and pound her pussy with your cock,” said Purple Man, “for as long and hard as you can.”
“Okay,” Cain replied.
Valkyrie was only dimly aware of her surroundings when Cain reached down, and picked her up. His hands were massive giant things that nearly circled her waist with on hand. He scooped her up with his right hand, and with his left, pinched her clothes and tore them away like wrapping paper.
The cool air and her weapons and clothes being ripped away brought Val back to full consciousness.
“What in the Hel do you think you’re doing?” Val demanded. She fought to break free of Cain’s grip, but the Avatar was a match for the Hulk and Thor. As much as she hated to admit it, Val knew she was out of her league, “stop this!”
“Got orders,” Cain said dimly. He barely registered Val’s defiance. He simply stripped Val of her weapons, tossing aside her swords Dragon Fang and assorted weapons. Once that was done, he unbuckled his belt with his left hand, and dropped his pants, revealing his erect cock.
It took Val the fortitude of a thousand years not to scream.
Cain’s cock was every bit to scale, as massive as the man, the giant, who now loomed over her.
“Oh my,” said Purple Man. He looked at Val, “I would offer some lube, dear goddess, but I don’t think it would help much.”
“I’m going to kill you all,” Val hissed, “place that cock anywhere near my womanhood, and I will return to slice it off. This I swear!”
The threat never registered with Cain. All that went through his brain were the muscle memory basics of sex. The hypnotic suggestions that made him so compliant didn’t help with his focus too terribly much.
Val felt the tip of his cock pressed against her womanhood. She looked down the length of her body, and knew that Cain’s cock would tear her apart just like she knew that a train would never be able to fix inside a doorway.
And then she felt him pull her down on his cock, and Val only prayed that her death would be swifter than it would seem to be now.
But in her terror, in her fear, Val had forgotten a key element. She and Juggernaut were creatures of magic, engaging in a basic act of creation. And thus, magic itself would protect her.
But that wouldn’t mean what happened next would be painless.
Val screamed as Cain’s cock simply poured into her pussy, an utterly relentless march. Muscles meant for the birth of Gods were stretched to their limit, and when they reached that, magic allowed them to stretch further.
Purple Man watched, fascinated, as he tracked the path of Cain’s giant cock with his eyes. He watched as it found resistance at Val’s cervix, and licked his lips as Cain withdrew, just a little.
“Arrgh! Get out, get out!” Val begged, tears streaming down her face, “you’re splitting me in two! For the love of Odin, stop!”
Cain didn’t reply. He was told to fuck Val, and so that was what he was going to do.
To him, Val was a small, slip of a woman. The six foot six Asgardia warrior was dwarfed by the Juggernaut, and he pumped her up and down on his cock as if she were nothing more than a sock and he were a horny teenager.
Val had enough of her wits about her to push out with her legs, using muscles that could crush cars to try to pull away.
But Cain didn’t notice, and Val soon realized if she kept resisting like this, she’d break her own legs
Val was in absolute agony, as Cain’s cock slammed against her cervix like a battering ram. To her horror, four attempts was all it took, before she felt his cock battering the top of her womb, the pain no less than what it was before.
Val looked around desperately for her allies, and immediately wished she hadn’t.
Each and every one of them was in the same hell that she was experiencing. There’d be no rescue there.
“Smile for the cameras,” said Purple Man, and Val felt her warrior’s heart sink even lower. The world over would see her humiliation, her defeat.
As agony wracked her body, Val thought that Juggernaut had inflicted the worst agony possible on her, but then she felt Juggernaut’s cock throbbing, and realized he’d barely begun.
Run by automation, Cain Marko was left a creature of basic biology and great magic. If he felt pleasure, his body reacted automatically.
Val released an ear piercing scream that all her teammates heard, as Cain climaxed inside her pussy, cum spewing forth from his cock.
Val’s pussy was so tightly wrapped around his cock that the cum had literally nowhere to go, and Val watched in both agony and terror as her stomach expanded until it looked as if she were pregnant with triplets.
“Odin, save me, please,” Val whimpered.
“Wow,” Purple Man rubbed his sore ears, “now that is a sight. Magic, eh?”
Val felt her mind beginning to drift, to separate from her pain wracked body, and she welcomed it. She honestly didn’t know if she could survive this dishonor, even if she weren’t physically killed.
But Val felt herself pulled back to her reality of her situation, when she felt Cain’s flaccid cock become rigid again.
“Oh my,” Purple Man smiled.
As the Juggernaut, Cain Marko was meant to be an unrelenting force in all things. Few things were even capable of hurting him, and virtually nothing hurt him for long. His body was an unrelenting force of nature, in all things.
And having been given no further orders, he simply picked up where he left off, fucking the Goddess, bouncing her up and down on his cock with one hand as if she were just a sock to him.
As he did that, rivets of his cum slipped out, spilling onto the ground.
“Cain, one moment,” said Purple Man, “stop fucking her for a moment, and just hold her there for a moment, please.”
Cain had no trouble following this order, and for that small mercy, Val was thankful.
His cum spilled out of her, and poured onto the ground, forming a thick white puddle. Purple Man watched, fascinated, as her stomach returned to its natural shape without a single sign of the abuse it had suffered. Even her pussy seemed tight!
“Okay,” Purple Man said, “do that every time after you climax inside of her, understand?”
Cain nodded dimly.
“Now keep fucking her.”
Purple Man licked his lips, as Val screamed once more. He loved the sight of suffering almost as much as he loved pussy. And that of a Goddess, was there anything better?
Purple Man felt a tinge of sadness, though, knowing that the other heroines weren’t having the same amount of fun as Valkyrie,
$$$
Earlier
“You touch me, and I’ll throw you into orbit!” Captain Marvel threatened, as Wrecker and Thunderball loomed over her, their intent clear. Carol could see their erect cocks straining against their pants.
Carol Danvers had been in hundreds of fights, and if she were at her best, she knew that she could take the entire Wrecking Crew by herself.
But right now, Captain Marvel was far from peak form. Worse than that, Purple Man’s orders still echoed in her head. She could think of a dozen ways to fight back or escape, but every time she tried to react on them, her will simply disappeared. She couldn’t even muster the strength for a basic energy blast.
“I don’t think you’ll ever fly that high again,” Thunderball smirked as he reached out, and grabbed the color of Carol’s uniform. With a mighty tug, he tore the front of her uniform away, revealing her full breasts.
“Damn, what a sight,” Wrecker said, “lets see the rest!”
“You bastards!” Carol covered her breasts, and was helpless as Thunderball and Wrecker grabbed at her, tearing away her uniform bit by bit.
Before she knew it, Carol’s ass, breasts and pussy were exposed for all to see. And all were seeing it, as Carol saw a crowd forming around her.
And unfortunately, Wrecker and Thunderball saw it too.
“Hey, everyone!” Wrecker stepped behind Carol and grabbed her by the throat. He hoisted her into the air for all to see. Carol kicked and squirmed, but was helpless in his grip.
When the crowd cheered, yelling at Wrecker to take her like a whore, to fuck her like a bitch. After all she’d done for this country, for the world, and still they wanted to see her humiliated, degraded.
Wrecker displayed her slowly, like a prized possession. Carol struggled weakly, unable to dislodge Wrecker’s hand from her throat. Worse, she could hear the snaps of countless camera phones and high definition cameras, as her naked form was revealed to the world. Her debasement was being recorded for history, and it had barely begun.
“Lets get started,” Wrecker threw Carol to the ground.
“Fuck her!”
“Show that bitch who’s boss!”
“Don’t you fucking touch me!” Carol growled, trying to ignore the hoots and catcalls of the crowd.
“We both know I intend t do more than touch,” Wrecker flipped Carol on her stomach, and picked her up by the hips. Carol wept as she felt his hands on her thighs, and he lifted her up onto his cock.
“Arrgh! Nooo!”
With a single thrust, Wrecker buried his cock deep inside of Captain Marvel’s pussy. The act was met with a scream of despair from Carol, and a roar of approval from the crowd.
“Hey, Thunderball, shut this bitch up, would ya?” said Wrecker.
“Heh, gladly. Just remember I get the bitch’s pussy next,” Thunderball replied.
Thunderbal grabbed Carol’s wrists, and lifted her up. He thrust his cock forward, jamming it into Carol’s mouth.
Carol nearly gagged as the giant, super-strong cock invaded her throat, and she struggled to breathe.
The roar of the crowd got louder, and Carol’s horror grew. She could only imagine what she looked like, almost literally spit-roasted between two members of the Wrecking Crew.
“Hey boss-man, mind if we cut in?”
“Hell no, man. Lets show the whole damn world what the Wrecking Crew can do!”
“Let me go, you sons of bitches! Don’t you dare! Don’t, mpph!”
Carol looked out of the corner of her eye, and saw Jennifer Walters, the first She-Hulk, bent over just like her.
“Yeah, show those Avengers they’re not so high and mighty!”
In some respects, Captain Marvel had it easier than the cousin of the Incredible Hulk.
Piledrive had laced his fingers through She-Hulk’s log, green hair, and then raised her head up. Holding her by the hair, plunged his cock down her throat and began bobbing her back and forth. Bulldozer unzipped his cock, and without any hesitation, speared She-Hulk’s jade ass.
The world watched, as the Wrecking Crew lived up to their name, wrecking the pussies of two proud Avengers.
$$$
Betty Banner, known to the world as the Red She-Hulk, raged as The Rhino grabbed her by the neck, and hoisted her into the air.
“Your cousin in-law isn’t doing too well,” Rhino observed, nodding towards the Wrecking Crew, “tell me, what would you do to avoid such a fate?”
“Maybe I won’t break off that horn of yours, and shove it up your ass!” Betty Banner spat. She hated how she could feel her strength still in her body, but her will seemed to fade away whenever she tried to bring it to bear.
And more than that, she hated how Rhino had already slid his cock free of his costume. It looked like the arm of a body builder, though Betty was sure that fear and anxiety was coloring her perceptions.
“I don’t believe that is much of an offer,” Rhino grabbed Betty’s shirt, and tore it free as easily as tearing tissue paper. Her pants offered the same amount of resistance.
Rhino tossed Betty a few feet in the air, like a baseball, and caught her with both hands around her waist.
Rhino was surprised how aroused he was, looking at Betty Banner’s perfect red skin, with strong, toned arms and abs. This was mostly about revenge against a man now dead, but there would be some personal pleasure in this too.
“Your husband cost me at least six teeth,” Rhino growled, “So the hate part of this hate fuck isn’t about you. If that helps.”
Rhino raised the Red She-Huk over his head, and then swung her down onto his erect cock. The impact shattered the glass of a nearby car, sending a rumble through the street.
“Arrgh!” Betty Banner screamed. It felt as if someone had smashed a runaway train into her cervix. Tears fell from her eyes, and for all her bluster, Betty was terrified to look down at the cock embedded in her pussy.
Rhino breathed out, paused for a moment, and then did it all over again.
He found the louder scream to be especially satisfying.
As he pounded Betty Banner’s pussy like an anvil, he casually wondered if things were going this well down at the docks.
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