Title

An A.I.M. facility.

by Anzaleth
Storyline The Body-Melding Ray
Characters Fantastic Four Avengers Mary Jane Watson X-Men
Category Marvel Gender Switch Mind Control Transformation
Previous Chapter The melder somehow doesn't work as she wants to.

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"...an A.I.M. facility. I can make good use of their tech," Scarlet Claw said. "But that's later. Much later. We need to clean-off, get Stinger, and spend more time planning, Okay?"

The others nodded. Besides, it was hard to focus on complaining when they were staring at each other's soapy naked bodies.

Lunacat giggled, and her pheromones started pumping again.

* * *

The Fantastic Four, the Avengers, the X-Men, and Spider-Man all were meeting at Four Freedoms Plaza. They felt Reed had the best technology to try and understand what was going on.

"So we have one of the melders, one of the people behind it, all the melded X-Men, and also the melded Thing," Reed said. "What we don't have is the other melder, the person behind it, or any of the melded Avengers."

"That's pretty much it," the Beast said.

"Okay. So let's see what makes it tick."

* * *

"This totally blows!" White Princess whined. "I can't believe we're, like, all stuck in this lame-ass room!"

"You'd rather be in a cell like Stinger, slut?" her smart counterpart sneered.

"Shut-up, barf-breath!"

"Both of you shut-up!" Cougar growled. "We just gotta wait and see what they think."

"Wanna bust outta dis rathole," Thunderhorn snarled as she cracked her knuckles.

"Please, 'Ro, please be calm," Sprite said.

Thunderhorn leered at Sprite and almost licked her lips. The weird separation had given her more than just a horn on her head. The huge black woman had actually become a she-male, with a huge black cock straining against her pants.

She'd love for Sprite to get a taste of her "trouser horn."

"Gawd, this is th' limit," Little Miss Thang growled. "Hey, Stretcho, when you gonna let us outta here?!"

It was strange to see an adorably petite teenage girl with chestnut pigtails smoking a large cigar, though it was helping her keep calm. After all cigars were one of her favourite things, along with clobbering, shopping, and gushing over boy-bands. Hey, just because she could turn into a tough-as-bricks badass didn't mean she couldn't be a girly-girl, right?


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