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December 26th, 2025
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Kate Bishop woke up with a pounding headache, apparently having had too much to drink the night before.
She let out a soft groan, stretched, and sat up before rubbing her temples with both hands. Then she heard it. Snoring. The archer opened her eyes and gasped.
Beside her was... someone else. They were completely covered by the blanket. Well... almost completely. A tuft of hair poked out from under it. A woman's hair.
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51 weeks earlier
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It was both New Year's Eve and Cassie Lang's birthday, and the Young Avengers (plus Yelena) were celebrating at their headquarters.
Loud music played as cake was passed around, gifts were given, and the story of how Cassie was only a minute away from becoming the first baby of 2005 was told several times. She was still mildly upset about it.
The birthday girl was opening up her last present, Kate smiling as she waited for the girl's reaction. Yelena and Kamala stood beside her, eager to see what it was.
Cassie would then gasp as she pulled Booksmart on DVD out of the box. It was her favorite movie, and one she'd shared with Kate while Yelena was on one of her missions.
She looked up at her best friend and, despite her best efforts, still current crush and gave her a big smile.
"Thank you! This is the best gift I've ever gotten!"
Her heart was racing. Kate knew her so well. The archer smiled back.
"I figured I'd save you some money."
Renting it on Amazon every few months couldn't be the best use of Cass' money. Yelena scoffed.
"Better than my gift, Cassandra?"
Cassie blushed.
"It was... thoughtful."
Yelena had gotten her a vibrator. Even for the horny mess that was Cassie, it was pretty embarrassing to open in front of all her friends.
The blonde read between the lines, scoffing and storming off as she mumbled something in Russian. She'd been even moodier than usual ever since her mission to L.A. resulted in Natasha not speaking to her.
Off on the other side of the room, America Chavez sat with her two favorite people. Her girlfriend, Riri, and her surrogate brother from another universe, Billy Maximoff, who was unable to return home until August.
"Um... Maya Lopez."
Riri laughed.
"Maya? She's obviously a top. At least try and come up with some hard ones."
(No idea if this is a common thing to do, but I was with people playing this game once, and thought it'd be fun to include in my story.)
Billy shook his head.
"I actually think she's a bottom."
Riri shook her head back.
"A bottom? Have you met the woman?"
America smirked.
"Billy's right. She's a bottom."
Riri looked both of them in the eyes before responding.
"No way. I don't believe it."
America pulled out her phone, opened up her texts with Maya, and showed them to the other two. Billy gasped...
"So... graphic."
...while Riri's jaw dropped.
"She texted you what?!"
America chuckled before pocketing the phone.
"Relax. I told her we're exclusive. Just remember that the next time you're being a brat."
Riri blushed and looked away with a pout, America using the opportunity to reach down and give her thong a yank. Riri yelped while Billy and her girlfriend laughed. The flossed dweeb shot Billy a glare.
"Just wait until America says we're allowed to wedgie you. You won't be laughing then."
Billy went silent and his smile vanished. Wedgies weren't a thing in his universe, and after his horrific experience with Agatha last August, America was nice enough to label his underwear off limits. That wasn't guaranteed to last forever.
America just smiled. She had these two in the palm of her hand.
"Billy, you go next."
"What are you playing?"
Asked Cassie, who had walked over with Kate and Kamala. America turned to them with a casual expression.
"Someone says a name and you guess if they're a top, bottom, or switch."
Cassie gasped with excitement while Kate blushed and Kamala looked confused.
"I wanna play! Do me!"
America smiled slyly, then looked all three of them up and down.
"Easy. Kate and Cassie, you're bottoms. Kamala's a top."
Cassie looked slightly disappointed. She was a bottom through and through, but if Kate was too...
Kamala looked more confused now.
"What's that mean?"
America chuckled.
"You don't know?"
Kamala blushed.
"Should I?"
America shrugged, deciding to give a very simple explanation.
"Tops are the dominant ones in sex, bottoms are the submissive ones. Switches switch. There's a bit more too it than that, but that's all you need to know."
Kamala blushed hard.
"Oh... and you think I'm a top? Why? I'm a straight girl."
America raised an eyebrow.
"A dom then. But you're definitely not submissive. At least not in bed."
Kamala squirmed a bit. Being raised religious isn't a bad thing, provided you're not taught negative things about other people, but there's definitely a tendency for gender roles to be viewed rather traditionally in these homes. She and Bruno never really stood a chance.
"I... I don't know. It's just not how it works... right?"
America stared at her for a moment.
"Kam, you can be whatever you want in bed. Gender's got nothing to do with it."
Kamala had never thought about it before... but it did sound intriguing. Kate scoffed, crossing her arms and putting on a cocky expression.
"I am not a bottom."
Cassie sighed with relief. America smirked.
"Oh really, Princess? You sure act like one."
Cassie whined. Kate rolled her eyes.
"So does Kamala, but you seem pretty confident about her being a top."
Billy cleared his throat before deciding he was gonna contradict his friend.
"Sorry America, but I think Kate is a top."
Kate smiled as her crush came to her defense. Her very gay crush. She still didn't know. America shot him a glare, then turned to Riri.
"You may give him one wedgie."
Riri smiled while Billy turned to her in horror.
"What?!"
As Riri grabbed ahold of his gray boxer briefs and began to bounce the little nerd, giving the other girls a show, Yelena stood off in the corner, smiling at the wedgie, when she heard her phone vibrate. Her boss and nemesis was calling.
She sighed and answered the phone, stepping through a nearby doorway before speaking.
"Hello, Valentina."
"Yelena. So good to hear that adorable accent of yours again."
Yelena was never amused by their banter.
"What do you want, Valentina?"
"You must be fun at parties. Actually... I know you're not. Go join your friends when you're done."
Yelena quickly began looking around the room for cameras, only to sigh as she heard Val chuckle.
"Relax. I heard laughing in the background and made my best guess."
Yelena didn't waste time in responding-
"Why are you calling me?"
Val's voice suddenly turned serious.
"I need you to go to Avengers Tower tomorrow. You're going to steal something for me..."
"America! Tell her to put me down!"
Billy whined and shrieked his way through his first wedgie in four months, undies tearing into his butt with every bounce. America nodded at Riri, deciding he'd had enough.
Riri sighed, then let go off the underwear, dropping Billy to the ground. He groaned, got to his feet, then shot America and Riri a glare.
"You two are sadistic."
He followed this up by sticking out his tongue and storming off. America just laughed and gave Riri a swat on the rear.
"He's an even bigger brat than you sometimes..."
Riri rolled her eyes playfully. Suddenly Kate let out an excited yell, turning to Cassie with her phone held out.
"Cass! It's 11:59! You're officially twenty!"
Everyone cheered and Cassie smiled wide, especially as Kate gave her a side hug. While they all celebrated their friend, Billy finished adjusting his briefs and pulled out a little notepad where he kept the spells he knew.
He smiled mischievously as he stumbled onto one that would really get back at the others.
Kate smiled as she grabbed ahold of Cassie's waistband, causing her friend to squeak nervously.
"Kate?"
Kate leaned in to whisper in her ear, heart fluttering as the dorky wedgie girl enjoyed feeling dominant for once.
"Didn't think you'd get away without birthday wedgies, did ya?"
...
"Goodnight, birthday girl."
Cassie squirmed and whined as she dangled by her birthday cake themed panties, kicking her legs as she stared at Kate with pleading eyes.
The archer chuckled, but also smiled sweetly.
"I'll get you down in the morning."
She then turned off the lights and closed the door to the closet Cassie was hanging in.
She is so ador-
Kate literally shook her head to get those thoughts out, then stretched before walking back into the hangout room of the base. America, Riri, and Billy (the base's residents) had already gone to bed, while Kamala had passed out on the floor, likely in some sort of sugar coma.
While she had moved into the Empire State dorms for her sophomore year, she was staying with her parents for winter break. That was about as relaxing as you might expect, and she tried to avoid it at all costs.
Yelena sat on the couch, surrounded by balloons and fallen decorations and watching some violent action movie with a blank expression. She didn't even laugh as a character got their eye ripped out. Kate frowned. This wasn't good.
"You okay?"
Yelena turned to Kate, face not changing.
"Yes."
She stated coldly, before turning back to the TV. Kate bit her lip, not wanting to further upset the girl and get wedgied for it, but she went over and sat down next to her.
The archer winced as another character got their arm hacked off, then turned to Yelena.
"You've been quiet lately."
Yelena stared straight ahead.
"No I haven't."
Kate laughed awkwardly.
"You kinda have. You used to talk too much, and now we barely speak at all. You haven't given me a wedgie in weeks. I'm almost starting to miss it."
Yelena continued to stare blankly at the TV.
"I have the flu."
Kate was skeptical.
"For four months?"
Yelena nodded while Kate sighed.
"Look, what happened with Agatha scared all of us, but it's okay. Wanda took her powers. She's locked up in the Raft. She can't hurt us now..."
Yelena shook her head.
"I was not scared... Natasha is not speaking to me."
Kate raised both eyebrows in surprise. Now they were getting somewhere.
"Oh... Can I ask why?"
"No."
Kate sighed again. Or not.
"Well I'm sure whatever's going on between you two will turn out okay. You're sisters. You love each other."
Yelena didn't respond with words or movement. After a few moments of awkward silence, Kate would get up and skulk off in defeat.
"Goodnight, Yelena."
Once Kate had left the room, Yelena allowed her expression to turn into one of sadness.
"Goodnight."
...
The next morning, Kate woke up with a scream. Her butt was on fire, and when she reached back she felt her underwear stretched beyond belief. She was stuck in a hanging wedgie.
"Yelena! Yelena, did you... Gah! Ow!"
She kicked her legs, trying to touch the floor, but the attempt was in vain.
"Yelena!"
That's when she noticed something strange. The hair spilling in front of her face wasn't brunette, but blonde.
...
Cassie's eyes slowly fluttered open, her bed more comfortable than normal. She let out the softest moan and rolled over, opening her eyes... and screaming!
Lying beside her was America, who groggily opened her eyes just as Cassie rolled off the bed in shock. She popped her head up above the bed and America gasped. Cassie immediately felt horrible.
"I... I'm so sorry! I don't know what happened! Riri's gonna kill m-"
America interrupted her with a shout.
"What is going on? Who are you?!"
Cassie got to her feet, raising her arms and backing away.
"What are you talking about? It's me."
Her butt bumped into a nearby dresser, but strangely not the rest of her. That was unusual for the girl with the average sized booty.
But as she reached back, she would find something much larger than she'd had before, and upon looking down, she would find she looked completely different.
"Am I... Riri?
America shook her head in disbelief.
"I'm Riri..."
Cassie grew even more confused.
"You're... America..."
The real Riri pulled out her phone, barely registering that the lock screen was of herself and not her girlfriend, and opened up her camera app, gasping as she saw America's face staring back at her.
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"Let me out! Somebody!"
Kamala woke up to the sound of Cassie's voice shouting for help, quickly hopping off the couch she didn't remember sleeping on, and running to the closet, which seemed to be the source of the pleas.
She felt strangely taller, but put that out of her head as she opened the closet door to find the hanging girl. Kate in Cassie's body.
"Yelena, when I get down from this I swear..."
Kamala replied...
"Yelena did this?"
...in a Russian accented voice that caused her to gasp. She looked down and held her now white hands in front of her, inspected her smaller but still rather large curves, than looked back up at the hanging girl.
"I'm not Yelena! I'm Kamala! I... I dont know what's happening!"
That's when Riri and Cassie ran inside in their new bodies, simultaneously shouting-
"What is going on?!"
That's when whoever was in Kamala's body stood up and rubbed their head.
"I woke up on the floor. Somebody moved me to the floor. Whose cunt do I have to kick to make sure this never happens again?"
Riri immediately knew who that was.
"America?"
America in Kamala's body froze in shock as she saw her own body staring back at her.
"America?"
Yelena entered the room in Kate's body, yawning and stretching and enjoying not having a wake up wedgie for once.
"Why are all of you shouting? It is too early in the morning."
She opened her eyes to see everyone staring at her... including herself.
"I am... very confused."
...
Okay, so if you wanna keep track of who's who for the rest of the story, maybe write this down. Kate is in Cassie's body, Cassie is in Riri's body, Riri is in America's body, America is in Kamala's body, Kamala is in Yelena's body, and Yelena is in Kate's body.
The girls had all figured out who was who by now, and were starting to question who had done this.
"You don't think this is some sort of contingency plan of Agatha's, do you? What if she cast this spell while we were captured?"
Asked Cassie, who immediately shivered as the memories of being trapped up the witch's butt came flooding back.
Riri shook her head.
"I'm sure if she'd placed any spells on us, they would've taken effect before now."
Kate joined in.
"Well this is definitely magic, right? What about Wanda?"
America scoffed.
"What about her son? Who lives with us."
...
(Hello! Hee from the future here. So I got writer's block while writing this scene, decided I would come back to it later, and wound up finishing the story and not really feeling like revisiting this.
The story has gotten pretty long, and this next scene would have just been a lot of set-up, so I figured I would just summarize what happens next and we can get on with the fun stuff.)
The heroes wasted no time in pouncing on Billy, stringing him up by his underwear and interrogating him. He quickly spilled everything, telling them what he'd done and why... and that he had no idea how to undo the spell.
America ordered Kate and Kamala to stand guard over Billy while he tried to figure out how to return the heroes to their bodies. Kamala informed America that she needed to go to her house since her parents want her over.
Riri had made lunch plans with Tony and Natasha for today, with Tony apparently needing to talk to her about something important, so she'd need to take Cassie with her, as they're expecting America to be with Riri as well.
Upon swapping information and phones, Yelena saw she had a text from Val, who wanted her to go to Avengers Tower and download some secret files. And so begins the rest of our story.
...
America slowly opened the door to Kamala's house, desperately hoping everyone would still be asleep and she wouldn't have to interact. Of course it was about 10am and this was totally irrational, so the second she stepped inside, she was greeted by Kamala's parents turning to her and smiling.
They sat on the couch, some mindless show playing in the background, and said their hello's before Muneeba asked-
"How was your New Year's?"
"...good."
America choked out, before turning to the stairs. Hiding out in Kamala's room all day didn't sound like the worst way she could spend her time in the girl's shortstacked, obnoxiously wedgie prone body.
"I'm actually not feeling good. I think I'll just spend the day upstairs."
Muneeba let out a heavy sigh, getting up and quickly walking over to America before placing a hand on the girl's forehead. America tensed up as Muneeba shook her head in disapproval.
"You feel so cold, Kamala. Why would you not let me pick you up from Nakia's?"
So that's how Kamala gets away with hanging out with us so much, thought America.
"I'm fine. I just need to lay down for awhile."
Muneeba sighed again.
"I'm going to take you to Nakia's from now on. You should not be walking around in the cold."
America couldn't risk blowing Kamala's excuse for hanging out with her fellow heroes, so she made the mistake of protesting.
"No."
Muneeba raised an eyebrow.
"No?"
America nodded.
"No. I'm a college student. I live in New York most of the year. You can't tell me what to do."
Muneeba's jaw dropped at how disobedient her daughter was being. She was only trying to help, and Kamala had never been this defiant before.
Yusuf froze in his seat, slowly turning to distract himself with the TV as Muneeba's shock turned to anger. She grabbed America by the arm and dragged her into the kitchen.
America gasped and began trying to free herself, but Muneeba's grip was strong.
"Wait! I'm an adult woman! You can't punish me!"
"You are in my house, Kamala. If you want to stay here, you will accept your punishment like the good girl I raised you to be."
America had no choice but to grit her teeth and angrily accept she wouldn't be getting out of this. Not without blowing her cover and/or ruining Kamala's life.
So she allowed herself to be placed over Muneeba's lap, gasping as her pants and underwear were yanked down, exposing her borrowed booty, which was promptly given a hard smack.
America yelped at the first spanking. It had been a long time since she'd been spanked, but it would be far from the last as Muneeba began peppering her fat, jiggling cheeks with smack after smack.
By the time she was done, America felt very sorry for Kamala. She wouldn't be sitting down for at least a few days, and she knew this was far from the only time the girl had gotten spanked like this.
"Have you learned your lesson?"
America immediately choked out a "yes!" Then the strangest thing happened. Muneeba wrapped her up in a tight hug, one that made America feel... comforted.
"And you will be good the rest of the day?"
Something about this had unlocked a memory she'd long since forgotten. A memory of her mothers.
"Yes, mom..."
Muneeba was briefly surprised by the use of 'mom,' but decided not to question it. America was about to squirm out of the woman's grasp, but gasped as Muneeba began to gently stroke her hair. She liked it. A lot.
She always made fun of Yelena for having mommy issues, but it seemed a good spanking was enough to turn her obedient as well. She would not be telling Riri.
...
Speaking of Riri, the girl was currently sitting at the restaurant, in her girlfriend’s body, waiting for Tony and Natasha to arrive. She was nervous enough wondering what they wanted to talk to her about, but this feeling only grew thanks to Billy's spell.
Cassie sat in the super genius' body, giggling as she scrolled through bizarre videos on Instagram that she found funny. Riri turned to her. It was strange seeing herself acting like such a dork.
"You have to stop."
Cassie turned to her, still smiling but now confused as well.
"Stop what?"
Riri sighed.
"Being you. If Tony and Nat come in here and see me laughing at..."
She glanced down at the phone, immediately raising an eyebrow.
"...people wanting to touch their friends, they're gonna know something's up."
Cassie opened her mouth, about to protest, but the Avengers they'd be dining with showed up before she could.
"Sorry we're late. Tony got caught up doing science stuff with Bruce."
A false statement, attempting to hide the fact they were really late because Wanda had given her a peanut butter and jelly wedgie that forced the spy to re-shower.
The heroes then sat down, Riri giving her fellow Iron suited hero and mentor a smile, before remembering she was in America's body. Tony immediately looked surprised, turning to Cassie and remarking-
"How much did you pay your girlfriend to smile like that?"
Riri put on her best America frown and rolled her eyes. Cassie had a different reaction.
"G-girlfriend?"
That's when it hit her, the dork grinning like a dweeb in Riri's body. This was the closest she'd ever been to having a girlfriend.
"Yes! My girlfriend! America. My girlfriend. She's so funny. She doesn't like to smile. I convinced her too..."
Cassie could have stopped right there. She should have stopped before even speaking a word. She continued.
"Guess how I convinced her to... Sex... I promised her sex if she smiled for you... Because we have sex..."
She was beaming as she said this, barely noticing Tony and Natasha's discomfort, before turning to Riri and seeing the look of absolute horror and rage on her face.
Cassie snapped back to reality, realizing she'd need to find a way to explain herself for Riri's sake.
"I'm sorry... I'm like so drunk. Really crazy drunk right now."
Cassie began swaying exaggeratedly as she said this, the girl never having touched a drop of alcohol in her life and going off what she'd seen in movies.
Riri looked like she was about to have a heart attack, glancing over and noticing a concerned Natasha staring back at her.
"I think somebody spiked her drink last night."
Why she didn't just say they swapped bodies with the other Young Avengers, Riri didn't exactly know.
Tony nodded.
"Been there. Done that."
Natasha raised both eyebrows sarcastically.
"Which end of it?"
Tony turned to her with a look of disgust at the accusation.
"I was a war profiteer, not a movie producer."
Cassie gasped, genuinely concerned right now.
"Wait, do you actually think someone spiked my soda or something? The only people at the party were our friends. Was it Yelena?"
Riri let out a heavy sigh, gulping down a glass of water and wishing it was something stronger.
Natasha rolled her eyes.
"Sounds like Yelena."
...
Yelena was currently wandering through Avengers Tower, trying to stay quiet and avoid socializing while in Kate's body.
As she reached the floor with all the bedrooms, she would immediately hear the sound of a baby crying. Baby Loki, newborn son of Thor and Jane Foster.
Yelena immediately winced at the ear piercing sound, and while this writer understands that babies can't control it, I know many people get annoyed by the sound, and will represent them without judgement.
But her reaction was nothing compared to that of Wanda Maximoff, who was still recovering from her time as Agatha Harkness' captive, and didn't have time to handle the situation with gentleness.
She stormed out of her room, pounding on the Asgardian couple's door.
"Quiet your baby down or I'll shove it back up inside you!"
The door opened to reveal a very tired and rough looking Jane.
"First off, that is a very weird threat. Please stick to wedgies. Second, we're trying."
Wanda peered past Jane to see Thor throwing the crying baby up in the air, making funny faces and trying in vain to get him to stop. She then glanced back at Jane.
"You have one hour."
She turned and began walking away, just in time to hear Jane mutter-
"You have one hour."
Jane didn't exactly know why she said that. It was a pretty weak comeback without any real meaning. All it really was gonna result in was Jane losing her comfortable butt privileges.
Within seconds, she would shriek as her panties shot up said butt and over her head, snapping over her chin and trapping her in an atomic wedgie.
Satisfied with the woman's fate, Wanda went back to her room, Yelena watching as Jane half-waddled/half-stumbled back into her own.
The spy chuckled, then continued on her way while reaching back to deal with a wedgie of her own. It was strange though. The wedgie was uncomfortable like they usually were, but the much smaller size of Kate's derriere allowed for a much easier time picking the panties out.
"I could get used to this."
...
Kamala wasn't so lucky, dealing with the blonde's butt that wasn't much smaller than her own wedgie magnet of a rear, as she stood guard over the dangling and whining Billy.
"Please get me down. America will never know! I won't tell her! Promise..."
Kate shook Cassie's head, dealing with guilty feelings as she watched the cute boy dangle.
"S-sorry... Can't risk it. Last time I thought America would never know something, she found out and made me eat her dirty underwear."
She blushed at the memory. Especially as America's words echoed in her brain. Don't act like you're not enjoying this, princess. She absolutely had not! Totally not...
Billy slumped further down in his wedgie, then winced as this caused cotton to drive itself further inside his butt, black nailed fingers reaching up to pull down as best he could on his waistband.
Kate took notice of that last part.
"I love your nails. In my actual body, I've got purple. Not sure if you've noticed... Purple and black actually go pretty good together. My two favorite colors..."
She also noticed how her flirting attempts sounded in Cassie's voice, blushing as she remembered the times that tone had been directed at her.
Billy gave her a polite nod, but was clearly more focused on the pain of the wedgie.
"T-thank you..."
Kamala just bit her lip, unsure whether to tell Kate that Billy was gay. He'd mentioned it on his first night here...
Kate had other things on her mind, like whether trying to woo him in Cassie's body was a good idea. What if he wound up liking her? Imagine how awkward it'd be for him to develop a crush on a lesbian!
But still she pressed onward.
"How about movies? Are there any big differences between the movies here versus your world?"
Billy squirmed a bit more before forcing out a response.
"I guess not knowing who Harrison Ford is would be a big one. Bill Murray is my Han Solo, and Tom Selleck played Indiana Jones..."
Kate nodded in genuine interest.
"Star Wars. That's a fun one. Maybe we should watch it together."
Billy nodded back.
"Yeah... m-maybe if you get me down?"
Seeing that Kate was immediately considering it, Kamala jumped in with-
"Have you met any guys since getting here?"
Billy raised an eyebrow, then winced as a poorly judged movement caused his briefs to further knife into his crack.
"Um... not really. Sometimes it feels like I'm the only gay guy in this whole universe."
(Looks at camera)
Kate felt her heart sink as she put two and two together. Not again.
"Oh... I didn't realize you were gay."
Billy laughed despite the wedgie.
"Really? I thought I told you guys. I don't really try to hide it."
Kamala nodded...
"You did."
...then turned to Kate with a sympathetic face. Kate sighed, then sadly stumbled off.
"I've gotta go use the bathroom."
She hurried inside, wanting to look herself in the mirror and force a smile. It never seemed to work, but she always tried anyway. Of course, she would immediately remember she wasn't in her body.
But strangely, the sight of Cassie did make her smile. In fact, as the true ramifications of her current situation began to sink in, her smile grew.
...
The real Cassie was still in Riri's body, doing a pretty good job of not acting like the genius, and instead sneaking a few too many glances at Natasha's cherry red lips, while Tony tried to talk to her about something he clearly felt strongly about.
Riri was listening intently, making sure to get every piece of information since it was directed at her. Hopefully Cassie was listening.
"...and I guess what I'm getting at here is
I'm not gonna be around forever. I've almost died too many times already, and-"
He finally looked at "Riri" long enough to notice where her eyes were at.
"Okay, I'm gonna need you to actually look at me, because I feel like I'm talking to a wall here."
Cassie continued to stare at Natasha's lips, the spy growing increasingly uncomfortable until Riri gave Cassie's leg a kick. She let out a loud gasp at the superpowered blow, turning to Riri with tears of pain in her eyes.
"Ow! You kicked me!"
Riri put on her best America glare to make her disapproval known.
"Then don't stare at another woman with your girlfriend right here."
The second the word girlfriend left her mouth, she knew she made a mistake, the sight of her own lips twisting into one of Cassie's dweeby smiles filling her with dread.
"Girlfriend... right. Sorry. You're my girlfriend. I should stare at you. Sorry, b... baby."
Riri just sighed, coming up with an embarrassing but necessary excuse.
"It's fine... If she's acting weird, it's probably because of the shoulder wedgie I gave her before you got here."
Cassie blushed, then nodded.
"Right. The shoulder wedgie. Sorry... Cotton in places it really shouldn't be. Underwear is easily my least favorite thing my girlfriend shoves inside me."
It took all her power not to moan at the thought, though it was helped by the distraction of Riri kicking her in the leg with America's super strong foot again.
"Ow! You kicked me again!"
Tony and Natasha looked very uncomfortable as they watched what appeared to be America sighing while Riri displayed an uncharacteristic amount of emotion. Natasha spoke first.
"Should we meet again later?"
Cassie turned to Riri, who shook her head while glaring, then turned to Natasha with an awkward smile...
"No. We're good."
..then turned to Tony.
"Continue."
Riri sighed again, really hoping things would improve from here on out. She also thought about America, and hoped she was having a good time at Kamala's.
...
She was not. In fact, as she sat there at the table, butt on fire from the spanking, panties slowly riding up her large butt, America wanted nothing more than to get out of this house and floss everyone she came into contact with.
The only comfort she had was the memory of Muneeba stroking her hair, but that wasn't enough to make her feel remotely comfortable with these strangers.
But as she looked around at all the food placed before her, she figured she might as well eat, reaching out before hearing Muneeba clear her throat... deliberately.
She pulled her hand back and turned to the woman, unsure of what they were waiting for. Did they pray before they ate? Say what they were thankful for? It wasn't Thanksgiving.
Then she heard the door open, turning to look down at the empty seat next to her, and realized why they were waiting.
Oh no.
Bruno Carelli entered the room, giving everyone a wave and making a dumb joke as he sat down at the table, next to an annoyed America. She hated the little dweeb.
"Hi."
She turned to see him smiling happily at her. It made her wanna give him a giant front wedgie, but she knew better than to screw with Kamala's life too much.
"Hey, Bruno."
Bruno immediately sensed that something was off, but didn't wanna bring it up in case it involved something with her parents. He'd have to ask later.
...
Kate Bishop... you are a pervert.
She didn't know how it happened. One minute she was just walking into the bathroom, then she was staring at Cassie's naked reflection in the mirror.
One thing led to another, and now Kate was inserting a second finger into Cassie's vagina. The sound of her moans ringing out in her close friend's voice was enough to get her even hornier.
She wasn't sure how far she was gonna let herself gonna go, self-imposed limits seeming to loosen at the same pace as her borrowed pussy, but luckily it wasn't her who would have to make that decision.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Are you almost done?! I really have to pee!"
It was almost comical hearing Kamala's far too common desperation to use the bathroom in Yelena's normally cocky voice, but Kate was more worried about getting caught now, replying in a snarky tone with-
"America's bed is free."
"That was one time!"
A thud sounded out from behind Kamala, the girl turning around to see that Billy had vanished. She gasped, turning back around to pound on the door.
"Kate! Kate! Billy escaped!"
Kate rushed to get Cassie's clothes back on, quickly washing off her fingers in the sink before throwing the door open. She saw the now vacant coat hook, sighed, and began scrambling to find the runaway boy.
"You let him get away!"
Kamala blushed.
"You're the one who spent like fifteen minutes in the bathroom!"
Kate groaned.
"Whatever. Let's just find him fast!"
CRASH!
Both girls turned just in time to see Billy fall flat on his face, apparently having tripped on the piece of Ironheart tech behind him.
"Ow!"
It was then Billy's turn to turn, gasping at the sight of his guards before taking off running. Kate and Kamala followed closely behind, the latter girl noticing how much quicker she was than usual.
Sure Kamala jogged pretty regularly, but her perpetual shortstack status ensured she never got very fast. She was actually getting really close to catching Billy though, when the boy suddenly began spouting some sort of spell.
Before she knew it, Kamala found Yelena’s panties climbing up inside and around her, getting higher and higher until they impossibly deep in her holes, and stretched over her shoulders.
She began to run with a noticeable waddle, squirming and whining as every step burned her cracks. Kate managed to pass her, Cassie's body about on par with the archer's athleticism.
But of course this is a wedgie story, so Billy began chanting another spell, causing the front of Cassie's pink briefs to yank themselves harshly into Kate's current vagina.
The archer stopped in her tracks, reaching to clutch her aching privates and let out a dorky 'ooh,' then trying to ignore how hot she sounded when she groaned in Cassie's mid-wedgie voice.
Kamala shrieked as her shoulder wedgie suddenly tore, the top half of the panties flying away while the remnants still inside her continued to rise up, giving her an increasingly painful wedgie with the ripped and tight fabric.
Kate screamed as she was magically brought over to a coathook and suddenly dropped, going cross eyed and whimpering softly as a result of the brutal hanging melvin.
"My... Cassie's vagina..."
Kamala winced as she saw what had become of her friend, though she now felt even more determined to stop Billy, running faster and faster until...
"Oof!"
...she tackled him to the ground, plopping Yelena's large booty onto his back before yanking up on his undies.
"Ow! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'll go back on the hook! Just don't do anything worse!"
Kate just growled in her wedgie, her only solace being that Billy was caught and it would be Cassie dealing with the long term effects of this pussy breaking wedgie.
"Hang him up from the front this time!"
...
"This spider is unlike any other I've seen. An... impatient member of my group tried smashing it with a book, but it... jumped away right before. More intentional* tests show that its survival abilities border on... precognition."*
Yelena had finally arrived at the computer room of Avengers Tower, scrubbing the security footage of her arrival, while also jamming the cameras that would otherwise catch her as she left.
It was then time to steal those files, and as they downloaded onto a secure device, she took the liberty of watching one of these mysterious videos. This video was labeled "Amazon Spider, 1994," and featured a young woman named Constance Webb discussing her latest discovery.
Yelena quickly shut that video off, getting disoriented by the weird zooms and close ups, then switched to something she found slightly more interesting.
It was of spiders leaping great distances and dodging lasers, making Yelena wonder why the Avengers had these files in their system. It all tied in with their initial investigation into that friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, but Yelena didn't know that, and she especially didn't know why Val wanted the files.
She hoped she'd never know... but she would. In a few short months.
...
Riri continued to tap her foot nervously as Tony spoke to Cassie. He was clearly ready to tell her something important, and she was terrified Cassie would somehow blow it.
Finally, after a long rambling speech interrupted by various one-liners, Tony spoke the words that would change Riri's life forever...
"It's time for some new blood. You've been playing with the kids for too long, and it's time to move to the adult's table. I want you on the Avengers."
...and Cassie just sat there, a dorky, slackjawed look on her borrowed face.
Riri gave her a gentle kick, and when Cassie turned to her, she gave a nod of approval. Well Cassie completely misunderstood what that meant, turning back to Tony and giving him a sweet smile.
"Sorry, I really appreciate this but-"
Riri didn't like where that sentence was going, not one bit, so she gave her yet another kick, this one defying the laws of gravity and landing right into Cassie's crotch.
She cringed, knowing she would be feeling that when they switched bodies again, watching Cassie grab at her pussy and whimper.
"Ow..."
Tony and Natasha exchanged confused looks, sending shockwaves of panic throughout Riri.
"Riri... why don't you stop acting like a freak and answer the man?"
Cassie finally understood, but decided to overcompensate.
"I... I mean... I would absolutely love to. Seriously. This has been my life's dream and I would love for nothing more than to-"
Natasha interrupted with...
"Maybe we let her think about it?"
...causing Cassie to gasp.
"N-no! I... ooh."
Riri gave her another kick, deciding to deal with the pussy pain when the spell was reversed.
"That sounds great, Nat."
Cassie powered through the pain to give an awkward smile and a thumbs up.
...
America had only grown more miserable as the meal went on, struggling to listen to Kamala's parents drone on and on about subjects she couldn't care less about, and forcing smiles whenever Bruno turned to her.
It didn't help that Kamala's dorky underwear kept riding up, causing America to squirm uncomfortably. Bruno notably did the same, and America could almost swear she saw the outline of a shoulder wedgie under the boy's shirt.
Muneeba stopped talking and raised an eyebrow, pushing her chair back to verify nothing inappropriate was going on under the table. She was relieved to find there wasn't, but was still confused.
"Why are you both squirming like this?"
America turned to a blushing Bruno, planning to double down on his excuse.
"My shoulders... they're just sore I guess."
America rolled her eyes, unwilling to use such a lame excuse. That's when she realized something important. She was in Kamala's body and nobody here would ever know she wasn't really her. And the real Kamala didn't have a reputation to lose...
"My butt. It's just... eating my underwear."
She forced out a nervous sounding giggle, and everyone around her blushed. Yusuf looked very uncomfortable, while Muneeba sighed.
"Do I need to take you shopping for underwear again, Kamala? We just got you bigger pairs last week."
America nearly snorted at that, deciding to not take herself too seriously for a moment and make things awkward for ol' Dorkala.
"I think we do. Maybe even two sizes. I'm sorry... all that chocolate."
Bruno looked at her suspiciously, trying to figure out exactly what she was getting at here. Muneeba rubbed her head.
"Fine, but I'm not spending extra on all the fancy superheroes if you're just going to grow out of them again. The Scarred Witch who always has her chest out. The dorky one with the stars on her underwear."
America immediately shot her a glare, face flushing as she remembered a recent embarrassing moment captured by a news crew. She tried to avoid yelling and getting Kamala in trouble though, and luckily her mother didn't seem to notice.
But Bruno did, and his confusion only grew. Why was Kamala so offended by a comment at America's expense? Muneeba then turned to him, giving a slight smile.
"I could purchase some for you as well, Bruno. Before you both go back to college."
Bruno went bright red.
"You wanna buy me panties?"
Muneeba scoffed.
"I would never buy a young man girl's underwear. I'll buy you the tight white ones."
America snickered, causing Bruno to blush. Kamala didn't usually laugh at him like that. It felt embarrassing and... a little hot?
It was that extra feeling that caused him to reach over and grab Kamala's hand, only for the person who appeared to be his girlfriend to pull it away immediately.
For as much as she disliked the boy, she couldn't deny that his reaction was a little sad, causing her to sigh and turn to Muneeba.
"I forgot to show Bruno my new comic books. We'll be back in a minute."
Muneeba would normally have said absolutely not, but she was still trying to give Kamala some independence, so she didn't say a word as her daughter awkwardly took Bruno's hand and dragged him upstairs.
Once they'd arrived at her room, America closed the door and groaned as her underwear began riding up again!
"I don't know how Kamala deals with these wedgies 24/7!"
Bruno had already been confused, but now he was seriously worried about her.
"When did you start referring to yourself in the third person?"
That's when America shot him a glare.
"I'm not your dweeb of a girlfriend. I'm America. We swapped bodies."
Billy... surprisingly believed her. Immediately. He was less shocked than relieved he hadn't done something to upset her.
"I guess that makes as much sense as anything nowadays. How did this happen?"
America sighed.
"You don't need to know that. All you need to do is go back down there, eat your food, and don't even think about touching my hand with your grubby little nerd fingers!"
Bruno blushed, heart beginning to beat a little faster. It wasn't just that hearing these words come out in his dorky girlfriend’s voice was hilarious, though it certainly was... it also turned him on quite a bit.
America took notice, cringing a bit in disgust.
"Are you getting off right now? All it takes is a little bullying and you're like... hard or something?"
He certainly was now.
"N-not just any bullying..."
America just sighed.
"My advice... Tell Kamala. She may be more receptive than you think."
Bruno blushed hard at that.
"What?"
America scowled as he tried to play dumb.
"You heard me."
...
Kamala chuckled as she gave Billy a shove, eliciting a squeal from the boy who was now kicking and squirming in a hanging melvin.
"This really isn't funny!"
Kate smirked, hand on Cassie's hip as she tried to look extra cocky.
"Neither was what you did to us."
She then gave Billy's leg a tug, causing him to squeal louder and clutch his crushed manhood.
"Now get to breaking that spell."
Kamala turned to Kate with a smile.
"I never realized how much fun giving a wedgie could be!"
The pair would then take a seat on the couch, satisfied smiles on their faces, especially Kate's.
"I haven't really felt like myself lately, but... this helps."
Kamala gave Kate a bright smile, which looked absolutely ridiculous on Yelena’s face.
"Because you're trapped in Cassie's body?"
Kate nodded playfully...
"That too."
...then suddenly grew rather solemn. Kamala frowned, trying to figure out what to say.
"You know you can tell me anything. If something's bothering you, I'm happy to talk about it."
The irony of hearing that in her blonde bestie's voice wasn't lost on Kate, who let out a little chuckle.
"It's fine. I just... feel like something's not quite right. Maybe I miss my mom, or... I don't know. Maybe I need a date."
She let out another chuckle, this one drier. Kamala felt bad for the girl. She was clearly dealing with something, and she had a guess. Or more accurately, America had a guess and Kamala was jumping onto it.
"None of us care if you're bi. You know that, right?"
Kate froze up for a moment, finally giving Kamala an awkward glance as she took a quick breath.
"I know. It's not that. It's... the rest of the world wouldn't... I'm not bi."
Kamala opened her mouth to reply, when she was suddenly cut off by Billy.
"I figured it out!"
Kate was immediately suspicious.
"In ten seconds?"
Billy nodded furiously, desperate to get down from the worst wedgie of his entire life.
"Yes! I guess all it took was excruciating pain."
Kate turned to Kamala for her opinion. Kamala shrugged, unsure what to believe.
"Please! I'm telling the truth."
Kate walked over, grabbing onto his leg but not pulling yet.
"Then put us back in our proper bodies."
Billy tensed up as he felt the hand on his leg, tightening his grip on his increasingly uncomfortable front.
"I will! When everyone else gets back! You need to be in the same room!"
Kate let go of his leg, flashing another smirk as she watched him sigh with relief.
"Stay there and think about what you've done."
Billy whined.
"How long?"
"Until everyone else gets back."
...
Awhile later, once Tony and Natasha had left the restaurant, Riri stood and thought over the offer she'd received while Cassie groaned in pain, holding her sore crotch and keeping her face shoved into an empty soup bowl.
As she turned to see her teammate, Riri couldn't help but feel a little bad. And not just because she knew she'd be the one dealing with the pain once they got put in the proper bodies.
"You okay, Lang?"
Cassie nodded silently into the bowl, then whimpered softly. Riri sighed.
"Do you wanna talk about your little freak out? I mean what even was that?"
Cassie pulled herself up enough to make eye contact with Riri, then whimpered again.
"I don't know. I'm sorry..."
Riri nodded.
"The girlfriend thing alone was weird, not to mention the rest of it."
Cassie looked down at the empty bowl shyly.
"I... I just got caught up in the whole idea of having a girlfriend. The closest I've ever gotten was a girl asking me to a dance, then realizing she had the wrong Cassie..."
Riri couldn't deny she felt bad for the girl. She knew what the single life was like, and while it was definitely fun for some people, wanting a partner and not having one could be painful.
"Look. You're definitely on the quirky side, and no offense, but you're kind of a toothpick..."
Cassie blushed.
"None taken?"
Riri shook her head.
"I'm not finished... You're also really sweet and very friendly, and some other dorky girl is gonna love you. You've just gotta be patient."
Cassie perked up at that, even smiling a little.
"Someone like Kate?"
Riri chuckled. Cassie's crush on Kate was obvious to everyone.
"Maybe... but she's got a lot of personal stuff she has to work out before you should even consider asking her out."
Cassie sighed.
"I know, it's just... I've always been able to get over girls in like a couple of days. I get rejected, usually with a giant wedgie, sit around and watch Brooklyn 99 for a few days, and then I'm back to normal... but Kate is different. Every time I see her, I just... She actually takes my breath away. It's like she was made for me.
Riri smiled.
"That's great Cassie, but sometimes just because someone is perfect for you, it doesn't mean you're perfect for them. You just have to accept that maybe you two aren't meant to be together, and that's okay."
Cassie nodded as a small tear fell down her face.
"Y-yeah... not meant to be together. Of course..."
Riri thought for a moment, trying to ignore how weird it was to be having a heart to heart with a girl trapped in her body. Was this how she looked when venting about Shuri last year?
Finally she got up, grabbed Cassie by the arm, and forced her to her feet.
"What are you doing?"
"We're gonna go get your mind off things. What's your favorite thing about New York?"
Cassie smiled.
"The M&M store."
Riri raised an eyebrow...
"That's in Times Square. You wanna go to Time's Square the day after-"
...then shrugged.
"Whatever. They've probably got it clean by now."
She then felt her phone vibrate, pulling it out to see a message from Kate that read 'Billy figured out how to break the spell! We just all have to be in the same place.'
Riri looked back up at Cassie, who was smiling wide and seeming very excited about their little trip, and decided to ignore that text for now.
"Come on. Let's go have some fun."
...
Yelena had finished with the files, and for extra security (and to make Kate wonder why she was so sore when the spell wore off), she'd shoved the storage device right up her ass and made her way to the nearest elevator.
It was incredibly uncomfortable, and made her walk with a noticeable limp, but it would all be worth it to see the look on Kate's face... and let's be honest. This wasn't the first time Yelena had needed to do this on a mission.
The spy made it all the way to the end of the hall when the elevator doors opened, but not for her. Natasha suddenly stepped out, causing Yelena to gasp, though thanks to the body swap spell, the Widow assumed this was due to Kate still feeling star struck around her.
Yelena hadn't seen Natasha in quite awhile, and as much as she hated to admit it... she really missed her.
"Natasha..."
Nat gave her a smile.
"Hey, Kate. What are you doing at the Tower?"
Yelena was usually pretty great at coming up with covers, but the nervousness over seeing her sister and general vulnerability of the past few months had diminished that somewhat.
"I was... looking for Clint Barton."
Nat next gave "Kate" a playful look.
"Okay, since when did you start using his full name, and why would he be in New York? He's not here to surprise me is he?"
Yelena quickly shook her head. As much as she'd love to say yes and watch her get her hopes up for a prank, she wasn't about to jeopardize the chance for a serious discussion.
"No... actually I came here to... talk about Yelena."
Nat's smile vanished, replaced by a rather forced look of indifference.
"Did she send you here to apologize?"
Yelena managed to find some hope in just how forced that indifferent look was, smiling a little as she shook her head again.
"No... She doesn’t know I've come to here."
Natasha decided to ignore that strange turn of phrase.
"She just seems very sad. I was wondering if you could start talking to her again."
Nat's response was immediate.
"No. Not until she starts being honest with me."
"What if she has her reasons? She clearly loves you... a lot. I think she just trying to protect you."
Natasha forced her smile to return, though it was half hearted.
"Maybe."
She didn't elaborate, leaving Yelena frozen with nothing to say. Natasha finally broke the silence.
"Well I'd recommend getting out of here while you still can. Wanda's been on the warpath and Jane's baby won't stop crying so... the Tower's a bit of a madhouse."
Yelena nodded.
"Of course."
Then she let her emotions get the better of her, reaching out and giving Natasha a quick hug before rushing into the somehow still open elevator.
Yelena would then look a confused Natasha in the eyes and say-
"She really is sorry."
This seemed to strike a chord with Natasha, who thought over this strange encounter as the doors closed.
...
After revealing her identity, America informed Kamala's parents she'd be leaving with Bruno to check out some made up Captain Marvel event.
In reality, she needed an excuse to get back to base after receiving the text that Billy had figured out the spell.
So as Bruno stepped outside with a wink, America stopped to say goodbye. For some reason, she really wanted to see how Muneeba would bid farewell.
"You will be home for dinner, yes?"
America gave her a nod, assuming Kamala wouldn't have a problem with it. Muneeba gave her a smile, then began to walk away... only for America to grow surprisingly disappointed.
"Is that... all?"
Muneeba turned back, raising an eyebrow.
"Are you needing me to walk you to the door?"
America shook her head, about to just walk away when Muneeba recognized that look on her "daughter's" face. So she reached down and gave her a big hug, America smiling wide as she allowed herself to enjoy the embrace.
The hug lasted for a few seconds, but America soon began to have doubts about this whole thing. What if Muneeba brought this up to the real Kamala later? She'd have to get her mind focused on something else. But what?
Then she had an idea, slipping her fingers into Muneeba's pants, grabbing onto the rather thick waistband, and then giving the flower printed granny panties a harsh yank.
Muneeba let out a shocked scream, reaching back to grab at the stretched out fabric as America let go and took off running for the door. Kamala was gonna be in so much trouble.
...
All the heroes eventually arrived at the base and were returned to their proper bodies, each heading home except for America and Riri, who were already home, as was Billy, who they left in his hanging melvin for the night to make sure he'd learned his lesson.
"Avengers?"
America asked between breaths.
"Avengers."
Riri confirmed, as America rearranged her insides with a powerful thrust from her strap-on.
"Wow... Are you gonna take the offer?"
Riri let out a moan as her girlfriend kept thrusting, getting deeper and deeper each time.
"I... I'd be stupid not to, right?"
America nodded, grunting before letting out a chuckle.
"Hasn't stopped you before."
She would then go even harder, recognizing Riri's 'you're not being rough enough' eyes. She loved her little sub.
"You're hil-*arious...* Now make me walk with a limp tomorrow, please?"
America smirked.
"My pleasure. Just make it worth my while when I'm done~"
Riri smirked back.
"Fine. Just don't expect me on my knees."
America playfully shook her head at Riri's bratty audacity.
"Well someone just earned themselves a night in an atomic wedgie."
Riri smiled, eagerly anticipating the sore vag and chafed buttcrack that would follow this pegging session... She was a bottom through and through.
...
Once they had finished and gotten into bed, Riri stared up at the ceiling, contemplating her future.
"I can't just leave..."
America turned to her.
"It's the Avengers, Riri. You really wanna turn down a chance to join the Avengers?"
Riri turned to America.
"So you really wouldn't care if I left the team?"
"Of course I would care, but I'd also care if you turned this down. It's a big opportunity, and it's not like you'd have to live there."
Riri nodded.
"I guess you're right... but it's just so sudden. Such a big change out of nowhere."
America shrugged.
"Maybe you could start off part-time? That way it's not completely out of nowhere?"
Riri hadn't thought about that before. It wasn't a bad idea.
"Yeah... maybe I could."
She then began to feel overwhelmed again.
"I don't know. Maybe we could talk about it more tomorrow?"
America gave her a smile.
"Of course. Just do me a favor?"
Riri bit her lip, curious about how sexual this favor would be.
"What kind of favor?"
America suddenly began to blush, looking... shy!
"Hold me while I fall asleep..."
Riri was taken aback by this request, but while totally willing to do that for her, she couldn't let this go without a tease or two.
"Wow... a few hours in Kamala's body and you go completely soft."
America blushed as her nostrils flared.
"Shut up! Call me soft again and I make you eat your underwear."
Riri's smile grew.
"Don't threaten me with a good time... Roll over."
America's anger turned to reluctant obedience, rolling over and smiling as Riri wrapped her arms around her. It was silent for a moment, the pair just enjoying each other's company, then Riri broke the quiet.
"Love you."
"Same. Yeah... love you too."
...
"I'm sorry!"
SMACK!
"I'm sorry, Ammi!"
SMACK!
"Imsorryimsorryimsorryimsorrysimsorry!!!"
"You're not sorry yet."
Muneeba unleashed a flurry of smacks on her daughter's behind, the likes of which Kamala hadn't experienced since she was a child. The girl squirmed and whimpered and screamed, a writhing mess as her bottom was turned a very deep shade of red, bordering on purple.
"Please! Whatever I did, I probably didn't mean it!"
Muneeba scoffed.
"I haven't felt a pull to my undergarments like that in decades. You clearly meant it, Kamala. Now lie still and take your punishment like the grown woman you are."
The reminder of her age stung as bad as her butt, knowledge that the spankings didn't stop when she moved out only serving to further humiliate poor Ms. Marvel.
The butt beating continued for a terribly miserable hour, and by the time her mom had grown tired of the stinging in her hand, Kamala knew that she wouldn't be sitting down for a very long time.
When she finally returned to her room, she dropped her pants, inspected her bruised booty in the mirror, and then let out a whine before throwing herself down on her bed. Laying on her stomach of course.
She began to drift off within seconds, but just as she was about to fall asleep, she heard a text alert. Kamala groaned into her pillow, then checked the text. It was from Bruno.
I'm at your window."
This message would be terrifying coming from just about anyone else, but the creepy message was actually their usual way of meeting up at night when she was at her parents house.
Kamala really wasn't in the mood for anything sexual, but she at least felt like seeing her boyfriend might cheer her up a bit, so she got up and ran to the window, only wearing a shirt to keep her sore butt from rubbing against any fabric.
She opened her window and stepped out onto the part of the roof outside her room. Bruno stood below, waving to her and being quite unfazed by his pantless girlfriend. Even before they started dating, this was a common sight.
"Hi."
Kamala gave him a smile, though she also looked pretty annoyed.
"Any idea what America did to get me in trouble?"
Bruno blushed and shook his head.
"No. She just ran out of the house and wouldn't tell me."
She also threatened to sterilize him with his own underwear if he asked one more time.
"How bad was the spanking?"
Kamala whimpered.
"Code purple."
Bruno cringed.
"I'm sorry."
Kamala nodded, then used her powers to take a big step down to the ground. Bruno gave her a smile as she stood in front of him, though he looked nervous, something Kamala took notice of.
"You okay? Did America do anything to you?"
Bruno shook his head.
"No. Nothing that bad. Just... berated me a little bit."
Kamala whined.
"Did you think it was me?"
Bruno nodded shyly.
"At first, but I kinda... liked hearing your voice... like that..."
Kamala was confused.
"Like what?"
Bruno looked around in silence, trying to figure out how to phrase this.
"Teasing me..."
Kamala smiled, biting her lip and putting on a cute face.
"I tease you all the time, Bruno~"
Bruno blushed and laughed, tapping his finger against his leg as he prepared to elaborate.
"Yeah... and I love that. But maybe sometimes, when we're... having fun... you could be a little more... mean?"
It was Kamala's turn to blush now, going wide eyed... but not looking like she hated that idea.
"You want me to... bully you?"
Bruno nodded nervously, practically shaking as she asked that.
"Yeah..."
Kamala then smiled again, teasing grin growing as she choked back a giggle.
"You wanna come inside and... cum inside?"
Bruno started to laugh in shock, covering his mouth to keep from being too loud. She'd made some dorky puns before in bed, but nothing this explicit.
"I would."
Kamala's grin was now a beaming smile.
"Well, um..."
She turned around, exposing her freshly smacked bottom.
"I'm not exactly able to lay on my back, so... I'll have to be on top."
Bruno admired the sight of his girlfriend’s jiggling butt, no matter how battered it looked, then locked eyes with her as she turned back around.
"That's okay with me."
Kamala giggled, reaching out and giving Bruno a hug. That's when she whispered something in his ear, heart racing as she tried to think of the best possible tease.
"Just know that if I feel any hands on my butt... you're gonna feel hands on yours..."
Bruno pulled away slightly, giving her a surprised yet clearly aroused look. Kamala smiled. She'd never given somebody else a spanking before. In fact, it didn't matter if she felt his hands on her butt.
She was just gonna spank him anyway.
...
Yelena was smart enough to remove the device from Kate's butt before the spell was reversed, and while it was hilarious to watch the girl squirm when she got her body back, she now had to carry said device around in a plastic bag.
As she entered Val's secret headquarters in New York, she would find the woman looking over some paper files, using her assistant Melissa's face as a seat.
"What did she do this time?"
Val turned to her, shifting the weight that Mel had to hold, and causing her to grunt in discomfort.
"Broke my chair."
Mel didn't just have her head between the chair and Val's butt. She was the chair.
Yelena allowed herself to be sadistic for a moment, laughing at Mel's squirming and trembling before tossing the bag to Val.
"There is your spider porn. I can't say it is the weirdest thing you have asked me to steal."
Val gave her a smile.
"Don't knock spiders, Black Widow."
Yelena looked down at the twitching Mel, then back up at Val.
"My sister is the Black Widow. I am just Yelena."
Val removed the device from the bag, causing Yelena to smile knowingly, then got to work uploading the files.
"We really need to work on that. 'Just Yelena' doesn't sound very secret agent appropriate."
Yelena watched the upload hit 100%...
"If you come up with anything... keep it to yourself."
...and walked away, vanishing into the darkness. Val watched with amusement. The blonde tried so hard to be some mysterious figure, but one stern look and slap to her butt, and she would do anything you asked.
I guess everyone in this universe has mommy issues.
...
Kate and Cassie sat on the couch in their (and Yelena’s) apartment, playing the most recent Battlefront II and eating out of a bowl of peanut M&M's. Sounds like a perfect night to me.
Cassie was running around as an Ewok, shooting everyone she could, and Kate was thoroughly enjoying the sight.
"Aww, it's so cute."
Cassie giggled, a wide smile on her face.
"You're c... kinda good at this game."
Kate turned to her with a smile of her own...
"Thank you."
...before running by as Darth Maul and killing Cassie's Ewok with one stroke of a lightsaber. Cassie whined.
"Stop killing my Ewok! Just go after the random rebels."
Kate laughed, then killed her Ewok again right as she respawned.
"Stop doing that!"
The otherwise sweet Cassie definitely had her bratty moments, turning to Kate and ready to give her a piece of her mind, when the archer shot her a cocky smile.
"What are you gonna do about it?"
Cassie immediately froze, sexual tension flooding the room as both women stared into the other's eyes. The shrinking girl then figuratively shrunk in her seat, breathing slowly yet deeply.
"Um... give you a wedgie?"
Kate giggled and gave Cassie a shove.
"I'll give you a wedgie."
The charged moment was then interrupted as the front door flung open and Yelena stepped inside. Kate turned to her friend and smiled, leaving Cassie to squirm and sigh at the interruption.
"Yelena! You wanna play with us? You get to kill people."
Yelena continued to walk straight ahead, not even glancing at the girls.
"No thank you. I killed someone last Thursday."
That was a lie... it was Wednesday.
"Come on. Just for a few minutes?"
Yelena stopped, actually thinking this over. She was planning to just drink herself to sleep and use that to ignore her problems... but maybe a game could be more productive.
She turned to Kate and Cassie, looking them both in the eyes before saying-
"I suppose I could play for a few minutes."
Both girls shouted "yes" and scooted over to make room for Yelena, who sat down and grabbed a controller.
"Who will I play against first? I would like to be the devil man."
Kate chuckled.
"That's Darth Maul. I was playing as him, so I guess you'll take on Cassie."
Yelena began experimenting with the controls, smiling slightly as she killed a couple rebels.
"This is fun."
Cassie resumed running around as her Ewok, only to whine as Darth Maul once again slashed it to death.
"Stop killing my Ewok!!!"
...
A couple hours later, following lots of laughter and fun, the heroes went to bed and Kate began to scroll through her phone, waiting to get tired.
After thirty minutes on Instagram didn't do the trick, she decided to spend some time on a different site. A strange little site where people posted art and stories, sometimes of a sexual nature.
She enjoyed a couple stories about girls getting wedgies, putting herself in the bully's place and enjoying both the power trip and the rather hot idea of flossing dorks.
Then she decided to get a little more traditionally risqué, reading all about a couple's late night adventures. About how the woman took charge and ordered the man around.
That got Kate really excited.
Then there was a twist! A second woman made herself known, grabbing the first woman by the hair and shoving her face into her pussy. She made her eat her out to completion.
That got Kate excited too…