Infinity Quest - Chapter One by Doctor Insanus Note: If you haven’t read it already, I strongly suggest you check out “Infinity Quest - Prologue” before continuing. Contents: Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Incest, Bondage New York City Four Freedoms Plaza 0830 hours Reed Richards, leader of the Fantastic Four, awoke to the touch of his wife’s lips on his cheek. Opening his eyes, he saw Susan’s smiling facing hovering over his own. She kissed him again, this time directly on the mouth, and he saw the twinkle in her eyes. He sighed, content and happy. "Good morning, darling,” she whispered. “Are you ready for breakfast?” Reed smiled. He ran his fingers through her curly blonde hair, enjoying the silky feel of it. It was only one of a thousand sensations he had enjoyed as her husband, but at this moment it seemed the most wonderful of them all. Brushing it away from her face, he marveled at her beauty. "I’m starving.” He pulled her closer. “What’s on the menu?” Sue leaned forward, pressing her lips against his forcefully. Her tongue darted into his mouth, and she felt him respond immediately. His own tongue came alive as their kiss grew more passionate. Reed’s breathing quickened, and his hands began their own exploration. Sue gasped as his fingers brushed across her tits, gently squeezing the pink nipples that poked through the fabric of her silk nightgown. His tongue slid out of her mouth, worked its way across her chin to the tender skin of her throat. Closing her eyes, Sue moaned softly as he slid a hand down her back. She arched reflexively, shuddering as his fingers played across her spine before coming to rest at her tailbone. Meanwhile, he continued lapping at her neck, his tongue leaving cool trails of saliva behind it. "God, Reed, I’ve always loved your tongue!” Even before the accident that had given them their fantastic powers, Reed had shown a particular fondness for kissing Sue all over her body. Exploring her from head to toe, he had found all the places that most enjoyed his touch. Once he had gained the ability to stretch any part of his body as Mister Fantastic, their sex life had really taken off. Now he could ravage her moist depths more thoroughly than she had ever dreamed. As he kissed his way toward her firm tits, his free hand moved closer to her pussy. Sue was already soaking wet, and her arousal continued to grow. She was practically gasping for air now as his assault on all of her most private parts began to grow more desperate. His left hand had reached her love mound. He began caressing it gently as he worked his other hand between the luscious cheeks of her ass. "Oh yes!” Reed smiled as her body shivered at his touch. He had always known which buttons to push, and today he was at the top of his game. His face was now pressed between her firm tits, and he tasted her sweat-slick skin. Then he made his way to her left nipple and began to gently suck on it. Sue hissed as his tongue danced across the tender flesh. Her hand went to the back of his head, pulling him even closer. Reed responded by taking her nipple between his teeth and gently nibbling it. At the same time, she felt his fingers spreading her pussy lips and slowly massaging her clit. Then his other hand touched the tender pink bud of her anus; he slipped a finger past the rim of her asshole and slid it inside. She groaned as he probed her, front and back. "Reed,” she gasped. “I need it! I need it now!” In her desperation, she didn’t wait for him to respond. She tore herself from his embrace and threw her thighs across his chest. Straddling his shoulders, she stared down at him with pleading eyes. Her pussy slid across his chest, hot and wet on his smooth skin. Grinning up at his wife, Reed put his hands on her ass cheeks and pulled her toward his waiting mouth. Guided by her insatiable need rather than any conscious thought, Sue arched her back until the back of her head rested against the mattress. Thrusting her hips forward, she pressed her tender pussy against his face, savoring the sensation of his tongue as it slipped inside. She didn’t know if Reed could even breathe with his face embedded in her cunt, and she didn’t really care. All she could think of was how good it felt to have him eating her; the warm, wet tongue probing her, the feel of his face between her thighs, the way his hair tickled her stomach. "Eat me, Reed. I want to feel your tongue all the way inside of me!” Reed attacked her clit without mercy. The sweet aroma of her passion was overwhelming. He wrapped his lips around her love bud and sucked it, his tongue flicking across it simultaneously. Susan cried out, unable to withstand the assault. She pressed even tighter against him, her slit red and swollen with her arousal. He ran his tongue over her cuntlips, tasting her tangy juices. Then, without warning, he plunged it into the burning depths of her love tunnel. Susan felt something stirring beneath her, and smiled as Reed’s cock began to grow hard. She felt it lengthening beyond its normal seven inches; it was at least a foot long now. It was yet another side-effect of his amazing powers. Gasping, she could only lay there as it continued to grow until it literally wrapped around her body and hovered directly over her face. She was always amazed when Reed did something like this, no matter how many times she saw it. "Mmmm, that looks good enough to eat.” Taking it in her hands, Sue began to stroke it. Her hands slid along the twisting shaft, warm and pulsating, then worked back toward the purple head. It quivered at her touch, swelling with his lust. Throbbing furiously, it seemed to push closer and closer to her mouth with a mind of its own. After several seconds of gentle stroking, Sue at last began licking it with slavering enthusiasm. Her tongue worked its way along the serpentine length of flesh, causing it to jerk convulsively. She reached the purple head, where a small drop of pre-cum rested on the tiny slit. Fascinated by her husband’s cock, she watched as the thick fluid slowly oozed from it. It dangled from the tip, and she felt its wetness on her lips. With a single sweep of her tongue, she scooped it up and swallowed it hungrily. Reed groaned as she continued her oral assault. She ran her tongue all over his cockhead, savoring the way it seemed to pulsate at her every touch. More and more of his sticky pre-cum dribbled from it, only to be devoured by her ravenous mouth. Susan felt his hips beginning to rise and fall beneath her as he worked his cock between her lips. Susan’s eyes opened wide in disbelief as she felt Reed’s tongue stretching to probe the moist depths of her sweet pussy. It continued to swell within her, as long and thick as any cock, until it filled her completely. Then he began sliding it back and forth, literally fucking her with his tongue. “Oh, fuck!” Delirious with pleasure, she sucked as much as his meat into her mouth as possible. She shivered as it slid across her mouth and touched the back of her throat. For a moment she was afraid she might gag at its enormous length, but it passed and she savored the feeling of his cock pushing all the way into her throat. Closing her eyes, Sue began to suck him with all of her might, her tongue slithering across the bo. Reed tried to keep up with her, but the relentless assault on his pulsating prick was too much to resist. Abandoning her pussy for the time being, he concentrated on fucking her face. Sue focused completely on sucking his cock, intent on coaxing every drop of cum from his balls. In desperation, Reed reached down and pushed her mouth even farther along his shaft. She held still, letting him fuck her face relentlessly. Oblivious to anything but his growing pleasure, he rammed into her with mindless fury. Sue fought to keep up, but was unable to catch her breath as Reed’s cock filled her. Her head grew foggy, her vision beginning to blur. Barely conscious of what was happening, she held on for dear life and prayed that he would come quickly. Her prayers were answered. Reed cried out in sheer pleasure, and she felt his cock begin to quiver in her mouth. Then it exploded. Great gobs of his hot cum filled her mouth. She sucked it down ravenously, enjoying the salty taste as it slid down her throat. His cock slipped free of her mouth, and she felt the thick cream splatter across her face. Gasping for breath, she could only stare in awe as his cock emptied itself. Great sticky tendrils of cum splashed across her, warm and wet on her skin. Taking him in her hands once again, she squeezed the last bit of jizz from his cock. "Mmmmm,” she moaned. “You taste so good, baby.” Reed seemed to sink into the bed as he came down from his orgasm. His cock flopped limply across Sue’s face, too tired to continue. She licked the rubbery shaft, bringing only a feeble quiver in response. A small dollop of cream oozed from the tip, and she lapped it up. Then it was over. "God, I love your cock.” Reed groaned in pleasure, his body completely relaxed. He seemed to be floating on a cloud, and was only beginning to sink back down to earth. He stroked Sue's beautiful face, his cum smearing on his fingers. Smiling, Reed felt her tongue working on his hands, licking up the last of his sticky mess. He sighed with pleasure, completely satisfied and fulfilled. Although he was finished, Susan still dangled on the edge of her own orgasm. Once his euphoria had passed, he remembered the warmth of her on his tongue. He had left her hanging just as she was beginning to really heat up. How careless of me, he thought. He pushed his face into her pussy again, enjoying the musky aroma of her moist love tunnel. Licking her mercilessly, he began slurping up the hot juices that flowed from her quivering sweetmeat. Sue groaned softly, her body beginning to respond as Reed’s tongue brought her closer and closer to release. Susan ground her hips against him, impaling herself on his drooling tongue. There was no stopping it now; she felt an overwhelming orgasm building within her, ready to explode at any moment. "Oh fuck yeah... that’s it!” she cried, her hands going to her tits. She squeezed her own nipples in desperation, tossing her head from side to side. "Oh shit! I’m cumming!” She practically screamed the last, slamming herself against him insanely as her body erupted in ecstasy. The orgasms shuddered through her quivering body, one after another. Reed still didn’t let up. His tongue seemed to caress every part of her pussy at once. It slid across her clit, sizzling between her thighs. Then it worked its way all around her slit, from one side to the other, then from top to bottom, until returning to her clit. She groaned as he explored her, every second bringing her closer to yet another orgasm. "Yes! I'm gonna cum again!” Grinding her pussy against his mouth, Sue screamed as her body surrendered one last time. Her hot love juice smeared all over Reed’s face, leaving sticky trails from his nose to his chin. Warm and slippery, it felt incredible as she rubbed her pussy all over his face. At last, her body began to relax. She sighed as she eased back onto the bed. Her legs were tired; she had a feeling they would be pretty sore for the rest of the day. She also found that she didn’t really care. "God, you’re so good at that.” Sue finally spoke when she had caught her breath. She rolled onto her side, her head resting on Reed’s thigh. Her hand returned to his cock, which was slowly shrinking to its regular length. Reed chuckled. “Just another perfect conclusion to a brilliantly-designed plan.” He patted her ass gently, loving the feel of her naked body against his. “After yesterday’s encounter, I certainly had a lot to live up to.” Smiling, he relived the memories of his wife on her knees just inside the front door, sucking him hungrily while their unsuspecting family sat in the very next room. Sue grinned. “Yes, I’d have to say that yesterday did go extremely well.” ----- Johnny Storm awoke at about 10:00, and then only barely. His first thought was to simply smash the alarm clock and go back to sleep, but he couldn’t do that. He had places to be. He sat up, his legs hanging over the side of the bed, and spent a few moments staring at the floor. His mind was a jumble, a haze of confused thoughts and images that just wouldn’t come into focus. He had spent most of the night drinking; he remembered showing up at the club, but the details afterward were sketchy. Something about a model, he thought. Yeah. He’d gone out with a model, and things had gotten pretty wild. But that wasn’t it, was it? Something else had happened. Reeling, he fell back on the bed. He closed his eyes, and it seemed that he was falling through the bed, through the floor, tumbling to the streets below. "Screw it,” he muttered. Summoning his courage, he got to his feet. Immediately, the world seemed to shift beneath him, and he staggered. Then it settled, and he began walking toward the door. Johnny didn’t bother to grab a pair of underwear or a shirt. He just threw a bathrobe over himself and shuffled down the hall. His eyes ached; who had left all the fucking lights on? "Oh, yeah,” he mumbled. “It’s daytime. Forgot about that.” He heard voices down the hall, coming from the dining room. His stomach churned at the thought of breakfast. He didn’t want it - he’d probably end up spewing it anyway - but he had to try to put something down. Sitting at the table, Ben Grimm smiled as he paged through the morning paper. His blue eyes scanned each headline, looking for an occasional mention of Yancy Street or an exhibit showing the newest works of Alicia Masters. It had been too long since he’d spoken to the beautiful blind sculptress. He found that he missed her desperately. As the team's resident powerhouse, Ben was better known as the Thing. Or, as he was fond of putting it, “The Ever-Lovin’, Blue-Eyed Thing!” Despite his accomplishments, he was still looked upon by many as a monster. It had been his misfortune to be transformed into a hulking orange rock-skinned behemoth by the accident that had given the Fantastic Four their powers. Lucky me, he had always thought. Then, he had met Alicia. Of all the people he had ever met, she had been the best at looking beyond the rocky surface and seeing the man beneath. Ben adored her for her beauty, her talent, and her loving heart. Boy, did he miss her. "Hey, match-stick! Did ya catch the news?” His rough voice echoed through Johnny’s head. "What?” Johnny squinted to read the headline. "Human Torch Makes Under-The-Table Deal!” Ben snorted. “Now what in the name of my Aunt Petunia does that mean?” "Jesus Christ,” Johnny groaned. He sat down heavily beside Ben, his head immediately resting on his hands. “What the hell else could go wrong?” Ben chuckled. “Boy, it must have been quite a night for you, huh?” Johnny rolled his eyes. “Oh yeah, it was definitely quite a night for me! And today is starting out just as shitty!” A clear, sweet voice rang through the dining room. "Is that any way to talk about such a beautiful day, baby brother?” Sue stepped into the dining room, and it seemed to brighten immediately. Like Johnny, she wore a bathrobe. Unlike him, she seemed to shine with a happy glow. She had just taken a long bath, and her skin was still pink and slightly damp. She stepped around Ben and opened the refrigerator. "Hey, Susie Q. How’s it going?” Ben chuckled. He always loved calling her that, and he knew that she hated it. "It couldn’t be any more perfect, Ben Grimm.” She began looking through the fully-stocked refrigerator. “Now where could that silly thing be?” Johnny looked up just in time to see his sister bend over to check the bottom shelf. Her robe barely covered her beautiful ass when she was standing, and he was presented with a perfect view of her rear end as she rummaged through the bottom of the fridge. That’s when it finally came together. Oh my god. Johnny felt his world spinning out of control again. He had come home after his little episode at the nightclub, and he had found his sister standing naked on the terrace. And after he had gone to bed, she had followed. And when she had come into his room... She made me fuck her in the ass, he thought. She seduced me, and I fucked her in the ass. He tried not to look, but when Sue stood and looked over her shoulder at him he could only stare at her stupidly. She leaned down and kissed his cheek, and Johnny flushed at the feel of her ample cleavage pressed against his shoulder. "Cheer up, baby brother. It’s a beautiful day; life is good!” Johnny grunted, embarrassed as he felt an unwanted hardness beneath his robe. Sue smiled. Yesterday had been good, but today was shaping up to be something really special. ----- Somewhere beyond the known universe, a gateway opened. Slipping through the opening like some ancient predator, a sinister spacecraft fell into orbit around a large green planet. At least a mile long and bristling with weaponry, it seemed to hover above the gleaming sphere like a spider ready to fall on its helpless prey. "We have arrived.” The voice was like thunder, deep and menacing. It filled the command center, echoing off the walls with a sound like great stone doors slamming shut forever. There was finality in that voice; the promise of death, and worse. The voice held no terror for the woman who stood at the viewscreen. She gazed at the emerald sphere as it slowly spun beneath them. Nodding, she turned to face her newfound ally. "What is it’s name?” Thanos shrugged. “I believe the locals refer to it as Calraxus. For reasons of expediency, I have always catalogued it as Planet J328-R9-4764.” "How poetic,” she sniffed. Her gaze returned to the planet. She studied it intently, taking in every detail. "Is it what you expected?” Thanos stood, observing her every movement. Since bringing her aboard, he had watched with growing interest as she adjusted to her new form. Where once she had been a being of eternal life and seemingly limitless power, now she seemed to have become something almost human in nature. The fire still burned within her, however. He respected the threat she represented, although he couldn’t bring himself to fear it. Death held no fear for him; to Thanos, death was merely the final glorious end to the monotonous existence that all beings must endure. "I didn’t know what to expect.” She spoke at last, and despite himself, Thanos felt something stir within him. Her beauty was almost beyond belief. She stood over six feet tall, with long blond hair halfway down her back. Blue-green eyes gleamed beneath her perfect brow; full red lips hid perfect white teeth. As for her body, she had lost none of the perfect beauty that had been hers before the transformation. She had a full, voluptuous figure, and yet she moved with catlike litheness. Her enormous tits, full and ripe, seemed to defy gravity. Her waist was tight and flat, giving way to firm hips and a flawless ass. For the first time in centuries, Thanos felt himself responding to a woman’s physical form. "Of course not,” he said at last. “You have never troubled yourself with the affairs of such insignificant creatures. That is to be commended.” He touched a button, and the view changed. Now, they could see individual beings going about their daily lives, oblivious to the danger that hovered above them. “However, your current situation no longer allows such blessed ignorance.” "Ignorance? It was not ignorance, Thanos. I was fully aware of creatures such as these; I merely made a conscious decision to...” "Ignore them.” Thanos smiled as she turned away. “You couldn’t concern yourself with them, for you had your own agenda. And now, you find your memories of that agenda lost in the mists of oblivion. All those innumerable eons of searching, and now you have no idea what it was or why you were looking for in the first place.” "You’re very impressive,” she said. “Yet, I have some insight into you as well, Titan.” She faced him again. "Oh? Perhaps you’d care to enlighten me?” Thanos stepped toward her. By all the gods, he thought, if I were not so devoted to my holy cause, I would take this woman for my own! I could forget my quest, after so many centuries! I could be content with her at my side! But of course, it was impossible. Nothing could sway Thanos of Titan from his single-minded pursuit of death. Certainly not the beauty of a woman, no matter how perfect. "You know the power that I possess. You can feel it, just beneath the surface. I know that what you desire above all things is power, and mine is limitless. Truly, a prize worth any risk.” Thanos chuckled. “You seem to have it all figured out, milady.” "You also know that in my present form, I am incapable of properly wielding that power. I must be restored to my true form. This... this vessel of flesh must be cast aside. Only then will we both have what we seek.” Thanos turned away, his hand going to his mouth. Oh, she had all the answers! Unfortunately, they were for the wrong questions. Yes, he wanted to unleash her power. He wanted to be there when it happened, because that was when he would end her life. That was when he would end every life, sweeping them aside like dust. He would be there to hear the death-rattle of the entire universe. Then, at last, Thanos would see the realization of all of his dreams. Then he would finally know peace. "Then perhaps we should proceed.” He put his hands behind his back, staring straight ahead. He felt her drawing nearer, and static seemed to crackle at the back of his neck. His eyes narrowed, waiting for the inevitable jolt of electricity that would follow. Fighting his compulsion to face her, he found his voice once again. "Do you know what comes next?” She turned back toward the monitor. The creatures still moved around like ants; it was so much easier to think of them as such. "Of course.” Thanos smiled. At last, he turned. Yes, here was a woman he could learn to love. And they could be joined forever; forever in oblivion. Thanos swore it would be so. "Then let us proceed.” ----- New York City Four Freedoms Plaza 1345 hours "Ben?” The voice called over the com system. The Thing looked up from his cards. He held four of kind - tens - and he knew that was enough for this hand. Johnny sat across from the table, sorting through his cards in frustration. "Yeah, Susie. Whatcha need?” "I’ve got a problem here in the hangar. Could you and Johnny give me a hand?” In the background they heard something crash onto the floor. "Shoot.” Ben stood, throwing his cards on the table. “Looks like it’s just you now, high roller.” "That’s okay, Unca Ben,” Franklin Richards said happily. “I can play by myself for now.” Ben smiled at Franklin. He had picked up the game faster than anyone Ben had ever seen. That was to be expected; his dad was the world’s smartest man, and Susie wasn’t any slouch. He looked like he was getting his looks from his mom’s side, and that wasn’t bad either. "See ya, squirt.” Ben patted Franklin on the head, mussing his hair. Franklin giggled, pretending to fight him off. "Can we watch ‘Superguy’ when you come back?” Franklin smiled at his godfather. Ben chuckled. He had seen ‘Superguy’ at least three times a day for the last six weeks, but Franklin seemed to love it. "Sure, buddy. Just gimme a few minutes.” Franklin grinned. “You betcha, Unca Ben! I’ll even have some popcorn ready for you!” As Franklin leaped from his chair, Ben and Johnny turned to leave. Johnny swallowed, his mouth suddenly feeling dry. He had a funny feeling about this; something in Sue’s voice made the hair on the back of his neck stand up. What the hell are you doing? he thought. Tell him! Tell him before it’s too late! But Johnny said nothing. He just stepped in behind Ben, following him to whatever fate awaited them. As much as he wanted to spare Ben, it paled in comparison to his desire to be reunited with his sister. "It’ll be okay,” he said to himself. “Everything will be just fine.” ----- Reed arrived at Avengers Mansion just as Ben and Johnny left to find Sue. He had been in contact with Iron Man concerning some strange readings discovered during a review of the Avengers’ surveillance files. So far, they had been unable to decipher them, so they had called in one of their most brilliant allies to assist. Reed hated to leave Four Freedoms. It was a beautiful day, and he had wanted to spend it with his family. However, he had already scheduled this meeting, and Iron Man wouldn’t have called him if it wasn’t important. So he had reluctantly left Sue behind, savoring a last kiss as her hands massaged his crotch. "See you soon,” she had whispered. Now he was more determined than ever to solve their little dilemma and get back to her. He landed the Fantasticar behind Avengers Mansion, setting down soundlessly just outside the rear entrance. Gathering a small toolkit he had brought along, he stepped out of the small vehicle and walked toward the doorway. Just as he reached the imposing oak doors, they opened. Reed smiled as Jarvis, the Avengers’ butler, greeted him. He was immaculately-dressed, as always, with an air of precision about him. The sensors had alerted him to Reed’s approach, and he had made it his mission to personally greet every visitor he possibly could. "Good day, Master Richards,” Jarvis said. He bowed slightly, and Reed nodded. A pleasant smile appeared on the butler’s round face. "Hello, Jarvis. It certainly is a good day, isn’t it?” He patted Jarvis on the shoulder as he entered. "Indeed,” Jarvis said. He spoke professionally, but there was a warmth in his voice. He had always considered it the greatest of honors to serve the Avengers. The opportunity to meet such world-renowned guests as Reed Richards was an added benefit. "Sir, Iron Man is awaiting your arrival in the Monitor Room. If you’d follow me, please.” Reed stepped in behind Jarvis, admiring the immaculate hallways of the mansion. Furnishings and decorations from dozens of cultures filled it; of all the groups on Earth, the Avengers enjoyed the greatest diversity. Members of their roster had come from nations throughout the world, as well as other worlds entirely. Some of them, he had heard, even crossed over from completely different dimensions. Almost every one of them had left behind some personal effects for the others to enjoy. Before he realized it, Reed was standing outside the Monitor Room. Jarvis smiled at him as the door opened. "I will be back in half an hour with refreshments, sir.” "Thanks, Jarvis.” Reed nodded and entered the room. Iron Man sat with his back to him, examining a small monitor. As the door closed behind Reed, the Golden Avenger rose from his chair. "Hey, Reed. Thanks for stopping by.” He turned, offering his hand to Reed. They shook hands, then got down to business. Like Reed, Iron Man was a genius in many fields of study. Secretly billionaire inventor Tony Stark, he had been involved in the design and production of literally thousands of devices. Many of them could be found in Avengers Mansion, in any number of systems that kept their home running more efficiently. When he had discovered the glitch in their systems, and had been unable to isolate the problem, he had called the only man he knew (besides the occasional would-be world conqueror) who was more intuitive in electronics than he was. "What have you got?” Reed settled in beside him. "Not sure. At approximately 2:00 this morning, there was a massive energy surge in the area of Manhattan. So far, I haven’t been able to place the exact time or place, but we’ve combed the city.” "Anything?” "No. Whatever it was, it didn’t inflict any visible damage. I’m thinking it wasn’t a direct attack, but perhaps something more subtle.” "Do you think it could have been an abduction?” Reed thought back to a time when he himself had been the victim of a similar occurance. It had been a close call; he had only just made it back alive, and only then through the arrival of Eternity, sum of all life in the universe. He didn't wish such misfortune on anyone. "Possibly. We’ve been monitoring all communications within the city, searching for any sort of missing persons bulletin or ransom demands.” Reed looked at the Avenger. His red and gold armor shimmered in the light, its surface polished and smooth. Even so, Reed could see the way his friend and ally was moving; he could pick up the tone and inflection of his voice despite its modulation. "You don’t think it was an abduction.” Iron Man looked at him. “No. I don’t.” ----- Simon Williams thought he was going out of his mind. A being of pure ionic energy, he had served long and well as Wonder Man. He was one of the most physically powerful beings on the planet, capable of going toe-to-toe with Thor or the Hulk. There was very little on this or any other world that could inflict the slightest damage to his invulnerable body. It was not damage that was being inflicted on him at this particular moment, however. He lay spread-eagle on the bed, his hands and feet tied to the posts with silk scarves. Ordinarily, he would have been able to break his bonds with a flick of his wrists. There was something different about these scarves, however; they more he tried to break free, the weaker he became. It was an insidious trap. He had been happy to go along with it when Wanda suggested it. Gazing down between his legs, he admired the beautiful woman who straddled him. Wanda Maximoff, the Avenger known as the Scarlet Witch, fucked herself on his massive cock. She faced away from him, giving him a good view of her curvaceous ass and wet pussy. He watched his slab slide between the glistening lips of her cunt as she slammed against him. Wanda’s powers included the ability to affect probabilities. With a gesture, she could alter the odds of a particular event taking place through the use of “hexes.” In this case, the hex had placed a sort of enchantment on him that prevented his escaping until she herself released him. "You like that, don’t you?” she gasped as she continued sliding up and down on his shaft. “You like watching my pussy on your big cock.” Simon could only groan as she took all nine inches of his meat inside of her. She reached down and took his balls in her hand, squeezing them gently. Her fingers played across the bottom of his sac, working them rhythmically as she clenched his cock in her moist depths. "Fuck yeah!” he cried. He loved it when Wanda let herself go like this. Ordinarily, she was so reserved, but he had seen her unleash all the passions that boiled within her. When that happened, she was as wild and crazed as anyone he had ever known. She practically threw herself at him, not interested in being held in his arms or being comforted by his words of love. All she wanted right now was to be fucked until she couldn’t see straight. "You like looking at my ass, too, don’t you?” She looked around at him, a sultry smile on her face. If Simon’s eyes weren’t already glowing red, they would have been gleaming with lust. "I love your ass!” Wanda had one of the most amazing bodies he had ever seen. It was full and voluptuous, large round tits hanging like ripe melons from her chest. Her hips were full and womanly, her legs long and firm. Although he had always admired her beauty, he had always been drawn to her magnificent ass; his eyes feasted on it, admiring every soft curve. "I know you do, you bad boy!” She stopped fucking him for a moment. “And I know you’re going to like this!” She reached around and produced a large black butt-plug, nearly five inches long and almost two across. He looked at it with growing excitement. "Here, you get it ready for me!” She pushed it into his mouth as she continued riding him. He felt kind of strange with a butt-plug jammed in his mouth, but what else could he do? He began licking it, working up as much saliva as possible so that it would be nice and slick. "Mmmm,” she moaned as she continued riding his cock. It was beginning to work its magic on her hot pussy, bringing her slowly to orgasm. She fought it as hard as she could, seeking to prolong the ecstasy for as long as possible. Simon groaned as her quivering pussy engulfed him. He felt himself losing the battle to contain his pleasure. It wouldn’t be too long at this rate. Suddenly, she reached around and pulled the plug from his mouth. Without slowing or breaking their rhythm, she pushed it against the tender ring of her anus. Then, with steady pressure, she slid it halfway up her ass. "Ooohhh,” she groaned. “That feels so good!” Simon could only stare, enthralled, as she fucked herself in the ass with the butt-plug. She slid it out, her asshole gaping, then pushed it back inside. It went in a little deeper than before; there were at least three inches of it in her ass. She had come to the thickest part of it, however, and it would take a little effort to get it any farther. Straining her bowels to open herself as wide as possible, she pushed the plug completely inside her asshole. It immediately clenched around the butt-plug, holding it tightly inside. Only the base was still visible. "Jesus, Wanda, that's fucking incredible!” Simon gasped. He could barely speak; his voice quivered with excitement. "It feels sooo good.” Wanda sighed. “I’ll bet you wish it was your big, thick cock in there, don’t you?” Simon could only groan with passion. She reached around and spread her cheeks, giving him an even better view of her ass. He savored it, his eyes feasting on her beautiful backside. Wanda closed her eyes and continued fucking Simon with frantic intensity. His cock felt so good in her pussy, and now the sensation of her ass being filled only added to her pleasure. She put a hand on her love mound, stroking the small patch of fur in time with their rhythm. It was almost too much for her to withstand; she felt the orgasm building in her leaking loins. There was no turning back now. "Simon! I’m gonna cum!” "Come for me, Wanda!” He thrust his hips against her, driving his cock deeper and deeper into her. “Come all over my cock!” "Ah yeah! You fucking bastard!” She threw her head back, her long auburn hair spilling over her shoulders in great curly waves. A bomb seemed to explode somewhere deep inside. She felt herself carried away on bursts of sheer pleasure, a series of intense orgasms flowing through her body. Reeling with the sudden rush of ecstasy, she tumbled forward across his legs. She was unable to continue her furious pounding; Simon began to pump himself into her, delirious with lust. His eyes gleamed as he ravaged her, his cock slipping into the velvet sheath of her pussy. He watched the plug moving in and out of her asshole in time with his thrusts. It seemed to slip out slightly each time he rammed into her, then slid back inside her butt when he pulled back. It was as if the thing was fucking her in time with his own rhythm. Wanda moaned with the sensation of being completely filled. Simon’s cock was doing wonders for her pussy, bringing her closer and closer to yet more orgasms. At the same time, the feeling of the butt-plug wedged in her rectum was unbelievable. As Simon’s thrusts grew more frantic, she felt it slowly slipping out of her ass. Simon was so close, he could feel the scalding cum seething within him. A truly enormous load churned in his balls, and he wanted nothing more than to blast every drop of it inside his beautiful lover. Suddenly, the butt-plug slid out of her asshole. He watched as it dropped, warm and sticky, against his stomach. Wanda gasped, one hand going to her ass. It gaped, open and exposed, unprepared for the plastic probe’s sudden escape from her body. She began to stroke the pink ring of her asshole, slipping two fingers inside. Simon could only watch as she fingered her own ass, then slipped the wet fingers into her mouth. "God damn, Wanda. That’s so nasty!” She smiled at him. Reaching behind her, she took the butt-plug in her hand. She brought it to her mouth and began licking it, her tongue sliding over its slick surface. Then she stuck it in her mouth, and he heard her moan softly as she sucked on it. "Whoa...” Without another word, Wanda gripped his pulsating rod and guided it to her asshole. Simon’s mouth fell open in amazement. He had always dreamed of this, but he had never summoned the courage to ask. Now, she was taking the initiative! It was like she had read his mind and discovered his dirtiest fantasies. "Oh fuck!” Simon gasped as Wanda’s anus slipped over the head of his cock. He felt it engulf him, a tight ring of flesh gripping his shaft. Her pussy had been tight, but this was something else entirely. Wanda leaned forward, her hands resting on Simon’s knees. Groaning with the strain, she pushed her ass farther down his meatstick, savoring the sensation of it sliding deeper inside her rectum. His cock felt so huge in her asshole! The butt-plug had relaxed her somewhat, but it couldn’t compare with the real thing. She closed her eyes, and cried out softly at the sweet mix of pain and pleasure his tool was giving her. Simon was in heaven. He had managed to get seven inches of his cock up her ass, and was beginning to fuck her slowly. With each stroke, she slid farther down his slab, working its way deeper and deeper inside. Finally, after several exquisite moments of pure pleasure, his cock was completely embedded in her butt. When she finally came to rest, her ass against his hips, Wanda sighed contentedly. It had been a struggle, but she had managed to fit the whole thing in her poop chute. "Mmmm, it's so fuckin' big!” Simon stared greedily at her. He had done it! He had shoved his cock all the way up her ass! His mind reeled with the sensations that filled it. “You’re so beautiful, Wanda,” he managed to gasp. She laughed softly. With his cock still jammed inside of her, she leaned across him until her back rested against his body. She turned her face toward his, and they shared a long kiss. As their tongues probed each other’s mouths, Simon began to fuck Wanda’s ass with slow, deep strokes. Wanda grunted with each thrust of his cock. Tremors of pleasure rippled through her. She had never felt so completely filled. The fact that she had surrendered the most secret part of herself to him was intoxicating. Her mind spun deliriously as she enjoyed the sensation of being reamed by her lover. Her hands went to her pussy, working frantically. With one hand, she spread the moist lips, and the other began stroking the tender bud of her clit. Combined with the steady pounding of Simon’s cock, it was overwhelming. "Oh shit! That’s it, Simon! Oh! I’m gonna cum!” Simon was spurred on by the sounds of her lust. He pounded her ass like a battering ram. Her entire body shuddered with the force of his thrusts, helpless before his power. She continued massaging her clit, desperately bringing herself to the edge. Almost there, she thought. It’s almost there... "Simon! Oh fuck! I’m cumming! Cumming...” Her voice little more than a hoarse whisper, Wanda cried out as her body erupted. She gripped the sides of the bed, her fingers digging into the mattress in desperation as she came. Almost immediately, she felt another orgasm sweep through her, and she cried out in sheer pleasure. As Wanda moaned softly, her body pressed against his, Simon felt the inevitable onset of his own orgasm. He fought for control, holding out for as long as possible while he continued fucking her ass. Fighting it, trying to prolong the pleasure for as long as possible, he looked into Wanda’s dark brown eyes. "Cum for me, Simon. Cum in my ass!” That was all he could stand. With a shout of triumph, Wonder Man slammed his cock up her ass one last time and fired his load deep inside. He blasted into her, great gobs of it, filling her bowels with his sticky cream. She squeezed his cock with her asshole, sending jolts of pleasure through him. Finally, when it seemed that he would never stop coming, he moaned softly and was finished. Wanda teased him, reaching beneath her to gently stroke his balls. They trembled at her touch, and she felt a small tremor in his cock. He kissed her, his mouth moving over her face, making its way to hers. She met his kiss, and they lay there for several minutes, enjoying the feel of their naked bodies drenched in the sweat of their passion. ----- "Susie?” Ben’s voice echoed through the hangar. They strode past an assortment of aircraft Reed had designed for various environments. Most were still weeks away from flight tests; Ben had insisted on going over them one at a time before they were cleared. In fact, he was planning on getting to it today after spending some time with Franklin. "Over here, boys.” They turned toward the sound of her voice. Stepping around a large array of computer terminals, the Thing saw his beautiful team-mate standing beside the new Pogo Plane. Reed had increased its thrust-to-weight ratio considerably, and Ben had been most impressed by its performance. It had been cleared for further usage; why was Susie even down here? Johnny stepped behind him, hands jammed into the pockets of his bathrobe. When Ben glanced at him, he just shrugged and looked at his feet. "What’s goin’ on, Susie Q?” Sue smiled at him. Ben’s eyes flicked to the tight cut-off shorts she was wearing, and the T-shirt that barely contained her ample breasts. He didn’t really want to be ogling his best friend’s wife - especially with her little brother standing right beside him. But she was so damn sexy... "Not much, Ben.” She wiped sweat from her brow with a small towel. “I just realized that there was some equipment down here that could stand a closer examination. You’re the expert, after all.” "Huh?” Ben was puzzled. What was she talking about? He had inspected this place from top to bottom already. It was all top-of-the-line. "Why don’t you two come over here and give me a... hand?” Despite his reputation as being thick-headed, Ben was actually pretty quick to figure out something was wrong. He had an intuition into those sorts of things; a kind of buzzing, almost like an alarm going off. He thought he heard some bells ringing right now. He also thought Johnny knew more than he let on. "All right, just what the blazes is goin’ on around here?” If this is some kinda joke, he thought, it ain’t funny. He crossed his arms and glanced back and forth between his team-mates. Johnny’s face was red; he knew what was up, all right! "What’ve you two got up yer sleeves, match-stick?” He turned toward Johnny. The younger man shrunk back, his eyes going to Sue. "Nothing! It’s not my idea! She’s the one!” Sue put her hands behind her back and stepped closer to him. Ben noticed with some embarrassment that her nipples were obviously hard and erect, poking against her shirt. His face, despite being covered with thick orange rocks, reddened at the unexpected knowledge. "What’s wrong, Ben?” Sue was now standing less than a foot from him. She reached out and ran her fingers across the rocky surface of his arm. He flinched at her touch; tingles of electricity seemed to pass through her. "S-Susie, wha... what are you doin’?” He stammered, unable to form the words properly. His mouth gaped, his tongue thick and dry. He couldn’t seem to catch his breath. "Just doing what comes naturally, Ben.” She put her hands on him, rubbing small circles against his massive chest. When she felt his heart pounding deep inside, she smiled and placed her ear against it. She’s my best friend’s wife she’s my best friend’s wife she’s my... "Relax, big guy,” she said. “You’re gonna pass out.” He put a hand on her shoulder. She tensed; it would take almost no effort on his part to shove her away. If she had pushed too hard, too fast, this would be the point where he pushed back. She waited for his rebuttal. Behind him, she saw Johnny’s eyes widen. This is it; one way or another, there’s no turning back. She prepared for the massive hand to send her tumbling to the floor. Instead, his fingers closed on her shoulder and he pulled her closer. Sue smiled in triumph. Ben’s brain was on fire. He couldn’t believe what he was doing. He was being seduced by his team-mate - his best friend’s wife, at that! For a moment, his mind cleared, and he felt ashamed at being taken so easily. Then he looked down at Sue’s lovely face, a smile spreading across it, and surrendered to his lust. Sue kissed his chest, her soft lips grazing the tough surface of his rocky hide. He shuddered at her touch; despite its near-invulnerability, his skin was still quite sensitive to touch. Her kisses tickled his chest; Ben shuddered each time her lips grazed across him. She slid her tongue between the cracks in his rocky hide. He groaned at the wet caress. "All right, ya blamed idjit!” He turned toward Johnny. “How long have you known about this?” Johnny smiled. “Honestly, Ben, this was all Sue’s idea. I was just along for the ride.” "Well, why don’t you come over here and get a little more involved, baby brother?” Sue licked her lips and grinned at him. Johnny shuffled over to stand beside Ben. He felt pretty embarrassed to be standing there. He couldn’t imagine Ben fucking anyone, let alone his sister! Suddenly, she dropped to her knees before them. Ben groaned. It had been so long, and it had been even longer since anyone had done... that. Sue gripped the waistband of his dark blue trunks and began sliding them down his thighs. Gazing up at her friend and team-mate, she felt a surge of excitement. She had often wondered what Ben was like... down there. It had always been a source of curiosity, but she had never considered actually inspecting him personally. It would have been improper to even consider trying. Of course, she had become somewhat liberated since then. Now, there was very little that she considered ‘improper.’ She yanked Ben’s trunks down to his knees, and his massive slab stood as straight as some ancient stone monument. It was nearly a foot long, and very thick. She took it in her hands, studying the look and feel of it. His cock seemed to be composed of solid rock, with a few cracks and crevices here and there. The head was a deeper orange than the rest of it, but was composed of the same material. A thin slit at the center of the it completed the picture. All in all, it was a fully functional cock that just happened to be covered with an orange rock-like surface. His balls dangled beneath it like two large stones, each as big as a man’s clenched fist. Sue smiled and ran her fingertips over them. Ben groaned at her touch - they were just as sensitive as the rest of him. "Oh please,” he gasped. "Anything you say, stud,” Sue murmured. She ran her tongue along the base of his cock, slowly stroking it with one hand at the same time. With her other hand, she caressed his balls firmly but gently. "Oh Susie!” Ben groaned softly. His hands went to the back of her head. “It’s better than I ever dreamed!” Sue giggled. His voice trembled with passion, an unrequited passion that was at least satisfied. He had always found her attractive, and had envied Reed even before they were married. It was his deep sense of honor and loyalty that had prevented him from even considering any sort of intimate relationship with her. Even honor and loyalty couldn’t stand against her merciless assault, however; she had decided she wanted him, and nothing he did would stand in her way. Continuing her seduction, she ran her tongue along the length of his cock. When she came to the head, she licked it like a lollipop. Ben shuddered, and the first drops of thick fluid oozed from his cock. Immediately, Sue wrapped her lips around the crown, swirling her tongue around it. Her hands continued their wicked efforts, simultaneously pleasuring his cock and balls even as her mouth slowly began to engulf his shaft. Johnny still stood there, watching with growing interest as his sister sucked his friend’s monstrous cock. She reached out and, slipping a hand beneath his robe, grabbed his own throbbing member. She began stroking it, teasing it with her fingers. Ben looked at Johnny, and put an arm around him. Johnny grinned sheepishly up at him. "I never knew you had it in you, kid.” "Yeah," Johnny said sheepishly. "Well, neither did I.” Ben laughed, shaking his head. For the first time, Johnny thought things might actually turn out okay after all. Then, Ben gasped as her lips slid over his cockhead. His hips flexed involuntarily, and his cock slipped into her mouth. He felt the unbelievable pleasure of her tongue slithering across the underside of his meat, allowing her to suck more and more of him into her. His cock pressed against the back of her throat, and she struggled to fit even more of it in her mouth. Ben began to feel the first signs of his oncoming orgasm building in his loins. Sue sucked on him hungrily, her eyes closed in concentration. She had never seen a cock as big as Ben’s, let alone tried to suck it. Reed’s was longer - when he wanted it to be - but even so, it wasn’t nearly as thick. It was everything she could do to keep from gagging on its enormous girth. She worked her slavering mouth along it, silvery trails of spit dangling from her chin. "Oh god Susie! I can feel it! I'm gonna cum!” Abruptly, she stopped sucking him. Sliding her lips from his cock, she smiled wickedly up at him. Ben’s breathing was short, ragged. He looked at her, his eyes pleading for her to continue, to grant him the release he craved so badly. "Not yet, Benjamin.” She turned to Johnny, and he stepped forward. Her mouth devoured his cock, and he hissed with desire. His knees tried to give out, but Ben continued to hold him steady. Grateful for his friend’s presence, he focused all of his attention on the fantastic work his sister’s mouth was performing on his rod. Susan found herself growing more and more aroused at the double seduction she had performed. Even as she sucked and stroked her brother’s cock, she reached down to feel the dampness between her legs. It felt good to be touching herself here, before the hungry eyes of her team-mates. They could share in her pleasure, even as she shared in theirs. Johnny gripped the back of her head and increased the speed of his thrusts. Sue felt his balls bouncing off her chin, felt the soft hair on them tickling her. He was grunting in time with his thrusts, his breathing coming in quick bursts. "Oh god!” Sensing his eminent surrender, Sue doubled her efforts. Her mouth ravished his quivering cock, and before he knew what was happening, Johnny came. Clenching his teeth, Johnny fired his load into his sister's hungry mouth. She swallowed it, draining the hot cream from his cock before swallowing every drop. He whined with pleasure as she sucked him, his body completely overwhelmed with passion. Her mouth was driving him insane; she refused to release him until she was completely satisfied. And she wasn't satisfied until she had devoured every last drop of his salty cum. "Jesus, sis!" Johnny gasped. "You’re fucking amazing!” Finally, she withdrew her mouth from his meat. Smiling up at him, she enjoyed one last taste of his delicious dick. Then she spun around to face Ben again. She saw the lust in his eyes; he was out of his mind with his desire for her. Her own arousal only continued to increase as she took his cock back into her mouth. "Yessss,” he groaned. Johnny looked at them, dazed and content, as his sister sucked Ben’s cock with renewed vigor. Her efforts were definitely paying off; Ben moaned and whined with pleasure, his eyes closed with concentration. He fought to stave off the orgasm for as long as possible, craving as much of Sue’s attention as possible. Inspired by her team-mate’s desperate cries, Sue increased the pace of her sucking. Ben assisted her by thrusting his cock into her mouth, fucking her face relentlessly. Her hands worked wildly over her pussy, her own orgasm inevitable. Ben had fought for as long as he could, but there was no stopping it. He threw his head back and, with a shout that rattled every window in the hangar, fired his load into her mouth. Thick jets of creamy cum spurted down her throat, only to be replaced by still more. All the tension that had accumulated for so long in Ben Grimm’s body was suddenly released in a great rush of ecstasy, and it was more than Sue could possibly contain. Cum flowed from her mouth, oozing across her chin and dribbling over her tits. It gushed from his cock in great streamers, thick white gobs of it splashing over her. She licked it off her chin, tasting the saltiness of it as it slid over her tongue. "It’s slobberin’ time,” Ben grunted. He staggered and fell to his knees. Her face and tits smeared with his cum, she continued fingering herself. She felt so dirty, covered with his sticky seed, her mouth still filled with the taste of it. Wet gobs of cum dribbled from her nose, her chin; it pooled in the deep crease of her cleavage. It dripped onto the floor in sticky trails; there seemed to be no end to it. It was more than she could withstand. Her mind filled with the taste, the smell, the feel of his cum, and she finally succumbed to her probing fingers. Shouting with pleasure, Sue shuddered as her body at least achieved orgasm. Her fingers worked on her clit, bringing her off again and again. Ben and Johnny watched, fascinated, as she collapsed on the floor in a quivering mass. They looked at each other and smiled. "I think Susie needed that almost as bad as I did,” Ben said. "Yeah, well, I never got a chance to get her off yesterday,” Johnny grunted. “I got her in the ass.” Ben looked at his junior partner. “You sick little bastard.” He chuckled as Johnny’s face went red again. "Fuck you.” Johnny said, smiling. Sue giggled as they argued playfully. They all relaxed in the pleasant afterglow of their act. Ben sat beside Sue, while Johnny leaned against a nearby computer console. After a few minutes, Johnny finally looked at her. “Sue?” She turned to him, eyes half-closed in contentment. “Yes, lover?” He cleared his throat. “Uh, what about Reed?” Ben glanced at Johnny, then at Sue. She only smiled and patted him on the head. "Reed doesn’t need to know anything. It’ll be our little secret.” They looked at each other, then Johnny shrugged. “Hey, if you guys don’t have a problem with it, then it’s cool with me!” Susan stood and stretched her tired body. “In fact, I just had a really good idea. I think it might solve all of our problems.” Leaving her curious team-mates, she made her way to the com center. This should be very interesting, she thought. Very interesting indeed. ----- New York City Avengers Mansion 1620 hours “I have to admit, I’m completely stumped.” Iron Man sighed. “That’s not what I wanted to hear, Reed.” Reed shook his head. “I’m sorry, Iron Man. I realize you had pinned your hopes on me.” “It’s okay, Reed. We’ll just keep trying. I’ll have the computers continue analyzing the files. Maybe they’ll turn something up.” Despite his words, Iron Man’s voice didn’t sound hopeful. “Hmmm. Perhaps you could transfer a copy of the file to Four Freedoms. By doubling our efforts, perhaps we could...” "You got it, Reed.” Iron Man was happy to have any sort of hope, no matter how small. “Well, I really should be getting back home. Sue will be wondering if I’ve lost my way.” Iron Man nodded. “Okay. I’ll walk you out.” As they made their way toward the back door, the two heroes met Jarvis. He had removed his jacket, and wore a large white apron. A large feather duster was in one hand, a cordless phone in the other. When he saw Reed approaching, he called out. “Master Reed, you have a phone call.” “Thanks, Jarvis.” He took the phone. “Hello?” “I’m so horny." A voice, sultry and breathless, whispered. "I need your cock.” “Sue?” “Mmmm hmmmm.” “Uh, hi.” “I want it now.” “Well, that’s great, darling. I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Iron Man and Jarvis watched as he struggled to maintain his composure. He could feel the heat as blood rushed to his face, and he was pretty sure that he was sweating as well. “I’m not waiting. I’m playing with my pussy right now.” She groaned, and he heard the wet sound of something sliding in and out of her moist depths. “Oh, that’s fine, Sue. Just fine.” He felt an uncomfortable snugness in his pants. If I don’t get out of here now, I’ll never live this one down, he thought. “It sure is. And it’s waiting for you.” “Okay. Well, I’ll be right there.” “Before you come,” she said, pausing for effect, “could you do me one itsy bitsy little favor?” “Sure I can. Just name it.” She sighed. “Well, I’ve really been wanting to invite some of our friends over for a little shindig... I was thinking day after tomorrow, maybe 7:00... and I was just thinking that, since you were already there...” “Oh. Yes. Of course. Sure!” He smiled. “I’ll be sure to tell them.” “Make sure they invite everybody! I don’t want anyone to feel left out.” She moaned softly, her breathing quick and shallow. “Oh, Reed, I’m gonna cum!” “I’ll be right there! Don’t move!” He turned the phone off, handed it to Jarvis, and looked at Iron Man. “Party! Our place! Day after tomorrow! Seven sharp! Bring friends!” He rushed through the doorway. As Iron Man and Jarvis watched in amazement, he leaped into the Fantasticar. Fumbling with the controls, he finally got it started. Looking around, he lifted off and sped toward Four Freedoms Plaza. When he was gone, the two men looked at each other. For a moment, they were speechless. Then they burst into laughter. Shaking his head, Iron Man shut the door. “Good luck, buddy.” ----- Described as the “Jewel of the Universe” by millions of visitors who enjoyed its beauty every year, Calraxus was well-known for the hospitality and luxury that it provided. The Calraxians were regarded by many as one of the friendliest and most gracious races in the galaxy, willing to share the bounties of their world with all their fellow beings throughout the universe. It was an irresistable target. The shattered remnants of the planet Calraxus were swept aside in the destructive waves that ravaged its surface. A few scattered groups had managed to lift off from the dying world, but Thanos had merely annihilated them from the command deck of his battle cruiser. There would be no survivors singing odes to the memory of Calraxus. The planet shuddered in its death-throes. Whatever had been at its core had burnt out. The entire planet began to crumble, until there was only a dense cloud of debris left. The entire event had taken just over twenty hours, and Thanos had observed it from start to finish. It was the closest thing to pleasure he had felt for some time. “Fare thee well, lovely Calraxus. You died for a noble cause.” A brilliant flicker of light emerged from the ruined world. It hovered over the tumbling debris, as if admiring its handiwork, then began to move toward the ship. As it grew closer, the intensity of its light became apparent. The command deck flared with the light of a supernova; Thanos put a hand over his eyes to shield them. “Not so bright, gods damn you!” The light dimmed instantly. When his eyes finally cleared, Thanos stood face-to-face with his newfound ally. She stood before him imperiously, hands on her hips. Her eyes gleamed hungrily at him, and a thin smile spread across her face. Thanos felt something stir within him. It was becoming a more common occurrence, and he should have been concerned. There was no place in his heart for such base emotions. “Did you enjoy that?” he asked. It seemed to take a moment for her to notice he had spoken. For the first time since her rebirth, the power within seemed to fill her completely. It was intoxicating, a sensation that other beings would describe as orgasmic. With no knowledge of sexual pleasure, she would have no response to this. To her, it was merely a taste of the life she had once known. “Yes. As, I suspect, did you.” Thanos nodded. “It was a spectacle worthy of the gods. Judgment day has come for Calraxus, and the sentence has been delivered. Let the stars mourn their lost child.” “Does death always make you wax poetic, Titan?” She observed him with some amusement. In their brief time together, she had seen Thanos exhibit true emotion only when they had discussed their plans. Then, however briefly, she had seen the true depth of his feelings. “That it does,” he said. As he turned to the viewscreen, the shattered fragments of Calraxus tumbled through space. “And this was merely the next line in a poem that will tell the fate of the universe itself. When it is finally complete...” He looked at her. She returned his gaze, and they felt something pass between them. “There will be none left to hear it.” she sighed. “Unfortunate.” Thanos smiled. “Perhaps. But it will be... glorious.” “Then let us proceed, Thanos. Let us write the next line of your poem together.” Space folded around them, and in an instant they were gone. End Chapter One