Karla was pouring her power out. She was using heavy amounts of her ability. She was uncertain if spider pheromones messed with her powers in any significant way, so she went with the better safe than sorry route. "You are both getting sleepy, all so very sleepy, so damn sleepy."
Gwen and Ben instead of sitting on the couch more like collapsed into it. Their masks hide their eyes, but they were as glazed as a Krispy Kreme classic.
"Let's start with the easy one. Spider-Woman, do you know Peter Parker?" Karla asked.
"Of course, he's my... contact from the Daily Bugle..." even in her heavily hypnotized state, Gwen was still able to will herself to protect Spider-Man's identity.
"Good, that's good, that's very good. Guess what, Spider-Woman, your worries are all over. Your going to be hit with this over whelming need to become Peter's live in maid. You no longer want to do heroics, you want to clean his home, clean his cock, clean his bathrooms, prepare his food, clean his wife, all the good things that come with being a naughty maid at the beck and call of a powerful man like Peter Parker. Do you understand?" Karla asked.
"Yes...doctor..." Gwen's mind was assaulted with her new truths.
"Its all your original idea, mind you. You'll remember that once I wake you from your trance." Karla would eventually instruct them to wake with a snap of her fingers, believing fully in their new truths. Karla the turned towards Ben, "Now...Scarlet Spider, a Spider-Man wanna be in a jacket that is so 1990s. What do I do with you?"
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Abomination had morphed into the cutie calling herself A-Bomb. She had a cute bubble butt off set by her rather small sissy clit. She formed small little A cup tits that were complemented by feminine nipples. Her skin was still green, but softer than the lizard girl's appearance suggested. She had cute lips and innocent eyes. A-Bomb's muscles now reflected a track star as opposed to a monster capable of matching the Hulk's strength.
She was still exploring her newly transformed body as she played with her smoll little dicky. She moaned as she did so. Captain Marvel, She-Hulk, and Colonel Nick Fury watched safely from a monitor in the control room near the cell block. "Okay, I'll say it, what the actual fuck?" Nick Fury was a poet with words.
Jemma Simmons approached the group, "If I may? We've run some tests on... A-Bomb. He...she... reacted oddly to the gamma infused ejaculate. Abomination's gamma radiation reacted oddly to Hulkette's gamma ejaculate. After being absorbed into Abomination's body, the ejaculate began to infect his cellular structure. Her body now reflects a proper mate for Hulkette to have sexual relations with."
Carol spoke up after absorbing what the scientist has informed her about, "Does Hulkette's... ejaculate transform every one it comes in contact with?" asked the woman who had sex with that beast of a cock.
"We can't know for certain without running tests on a fresh sample. Or on Hulkette him...herself..." Dr. Simmons sighed.
"Right..." Carol now felt awkward about letting Bruce go.
"What about A-Bomb's... up stairs?" Jen asked.
"A-Bomb seems to be developing a personality more suited for some one who would be Hulkette's perfect mate." Dr. Simmons commented.
"Great, fantastic, some one get General Ross on the horn. SHIELD is on a Hulk hunt." Fury was pissed. He never liked calling Thunderbolt Ross for anything.
"Hulkette, sir." Simmons corrected as she followed the director.
"Should we, go talk to A-Bomb?" Jen asked awkwardly.
"I... need to sober up..." Carol realized. Today was going to be a long day...
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