Waspmania

The old man nudged Cassie and Hope into a vibrant room adorned with plush pink couches, emanating a distinct aroma of strawberries.

Cassie, exuding youthful energy and confidence, donned a stunning Wonder Woman costume that mirrored the iconic attire worn by Gal Gadot.

The golden tiara gleamed upon her forehead, symbolizing her regal authority and unwavering determination. Her fiery red bodice, adorned with the striking golden emblem, accentuated her strength and bravery. The flowing blue skirt billowed with each step.

Meanwhile, Hope exuded an alluring charm in her Super Girl costume, complete with a stylish mini skirt.

Hope's Super Girl costume accentuated not only her captivating face and hourglass figure but also offered a tantalizing glimpse of her toned legs. The mini skirt she wore showcased her well-defined thighs and sculpted calves. As the fabric of her costume gently swayed with her movements, it revealed flashes of smooth, sun-kissed skin. With her milf face and body, Hope embodied a sense of supermommy.

The old man leaned in closer, his voice hushed and filled with an air of secrecy, "Listen carefully. The man you'll be fucking off boasts about having dominated all the Avengers, but he couldn't get his way with the Justice League sluts. That's why I've dressed you both up as their counterparts."

The old man departed the room.

Hope embraced Cassie tightly, offering comfort and reassurance. "You won't have to engage in any sexual activities, Cassie. Remember that."

Cassie stepped back from the hug, concern etched on her face. "But Mommy, you've been through so much. Let me handle this."

Hope's voice carried a tone of authority as she responded, "You're my daughter, Cassie. You're important to me, and I want to protect you. No means no, and I won't let anyone harm you."

A sudden burst of energy crackled in the air, and a man materialized through a swirling blue portal. His presence sent a chill down Cassie's spine, and she instinctively took a step back, her eyes widening in horror.

Her voice trembled as she uttered the name, "It's Kang."

The man's voice resonated through the room, calm and composed. "I am actually He Who Remains."

He Who Remains possessed a calm presence. Clad in a flowing robe that seemed to ripple with the colors of time itself, his attire was a reflection of his profound connection to the fabric of reality.

He continued, "I assure you, I have no interest in pursuing any encounters with you ladies. It's in your best interest to leave while you still can."

But before Cassie and Hope could process his words, their attention was immediately drawn to the sudden appearance of four more individuals stepping out from separate portals. The air crackled with tension as Kang the Conqueror, Scarlet Centurion, Rama Tut, and Immortus emerged, each bearing a distinct aura of power and menace.

Kang the Conqueror, adorned in regal armor that exuded dominance, stood tall with an air of ruthless determination.

Scarlet Centurion, with a charismatic flair, donned a sleek and vibrant red costume that hinted at his prowess in manipulating energy.

Rama Tut, the embodiment of ancient wisdom and authority, appeared in a resplendent ensemble inspired by ancient Egyptian pharaohs.

Immortus, the timeless enigma, presented himself in a garb that blended futuristic technology with a timeless elegance.

Cassie leaned closer to Hope, her voice barely a whisper, "He said 'one,' but he never mentioned that there would be five variants of the same person."

Hope gently pushed Cassie backward, a determined look in her eyes. "When I said I'll handle it, I meant it. But I won't be able to take them for long, so think."

Stepping forward with confidence, Hope addressed the assembled Kangs, her voice steady and unwavering. "I have a proposition for all of you."

Scarlet Centurion, with a sly smirk, interjected, "Ah, a member of the Justice League. Have I fucked you before, whore?"

Kang the Conqueror, correcting his counterpart, chimed in, "No, no, we've only had the pleasure of indulging in the company of Avengers' whores."

Rama Tut, with a hint of impatience, added, "Enough banter. Let her speak before we fill her mouth."

Hope said, her voice confident, "I understand the desires that brought you all here, but I beg you to spare my daughter. She is innocent and inexperienced, unable to provide the pleasures you seek. It's me you want, not her."

Cassie's eyes brimmed with tears as she listened to Hope's words. She felt a mixture of gratitude and sadness, knowing that her mother was willing to make such a sacrifice for her well-being.

Kang the Conqueror exchanged a knowing glance with his counterparts, their minds filled with contemplation. After a moment of silence, he spoke with a hint of intrigue, "Perhaps there is more to gain by sparing the inexperienced one."

He Who Remains interjected, his voice calm and measured, "We have witnessed the beauty of these heroines in their captivating costumes. It would be wise to release them from this encounter."

Immortus, unable to contain his aggression, bellowed, "Enough of this nonsense, pussy!"

Kang the Conqueror, his tone measured, interjected, "Calm down, Immortus. We should respect their wishes." His piercing gaze fell upon Hope, "And what might your name be?"

Hope, holding her ground, responded confidently, "I am Hope van Dyne."

Scarlet Centurion chimed in, a hint of skepticism in his voice, "Last I remember, Hope was a Wasp."

Was Hope caught? A realization flashed across Hope's face as she corrected herself, "No, Hope is also Supergirl."

The Kangs exchanged glances, their faces expressing both curiosity and agreement.

With a flick of his hand, Kang the Conqueror manipulated the gravitational forces around Hope, causing her to levitate in the air. He carefully rotated her slowly, examining her from all angles.

Cassie watched the scene unfold in awe and shock.

With a measured intensity, Kang's eyes danced across the subtle slopes of her shoulders, the elegant arch of her back, and the enticing curve of her waist. As his gaze descended, Kang's eyes roamed over the gentle swell of her hips and the shapely curve of her thighs.

Then, with a sharp gesture, Kang pulled Hope closer to him, until their faces were mere inches apart.

Hope found herself standing face to face with the formidable group, each member exuding an imposing presence that commanded attention. Their muscular frames seemed chiseled from granite, their bodies a testament to the countless battles they had fought and conquered.

It was clear that their big black cocks were not to be taken lightly, and Hope wasn't prepared for that.

Kang the Conqueror, with a deliberate motion, extended his finger and gently brushed it against Hope's cheek. His piercing gaze locked onto hers as he spoke, his voice carrying a hint of intrigue, "If you have the ability to bring pleasure to the pussy among us, then we will spare your daughter."

Before Hope could respond, He who remains interjected, his tone laced with disinterest, "Apologies, but I have no interest in indulging in such pleasures."

Kang, acknowledging He who remains' statement, turned his attention back to Hope, granting her permission with a simple nod. "You may proceed, Miss Van Dyne."

Hope approached He who remains with a determined expression on her face. She gently took his hand and led him to a nearby couch, guiding him to sit down. As they locked eyes, a mixture of anticipation and desire filled the air.

In a bold move, Hope reached for the robe, slowly and seductively pulling it down. With each inch of fabric revealed, the anticipation grew. As his robe dropped to the floor, an impressive and throbbing erection sprang free, capturing Hope's attention.

She had never encountered a man quite like this before, and the size and thickness of his dick were enough to make her pulse quicken with curiosity.

Hope slowly positioned herself above He who remains, straddling his lap and guiding his throbbing member towards the portal of her pleasure. She could feel her heart racing. With a deep breath, she lowered herself down onto him, feeling the girth and length of his shaft stretching her tight walls. Her skirt rode up, exposing the bare pussy underneath as she began to move up and down, taking him deeper and deeper with each thrust.

A mix of pleasure and discomfort washed over her, but she pushed through, determined to focus on the task at hand.

She clenched her teeth, suppressing the instinctive urge to let out a loud moan or scream. Every nerve in her body tingled with pleasure, but she remained determined to keep her composure. Her mind was solely focused on the task at hand, the mission she had undertaken to save her daughter.

Hope's velvety folds embraced his pulsating shaft with a firm grip, creating a tantalizing sensation that sent shivers of pleasure coursing through both of their bodies. With each thrust, Hope's pussy tightened its grip, as if yearning to hold him closer and draw out every ounce of pleasure they could share. The way her slick walls molded around his throbbing member created a mind-bending fusion of pleasure and desire.

With each jump, she propelled herself upward, feeling the power and control as she hovered momentarily in mid-air, suspended by her own momentum. As she wriggled, her hips swayed and twisted, creating a mesmerizing dance of desire.

Other Kangs laughed, seeing that He Who Remains was enjoying Hope.

He who remains, his voice filled with surprise, spoke amidst the laughter of the other Kangs, "I didn't anticipate it would be this good."

Hope's hips moved with a remarkable strength and precision, propelling her body forward with a potent force. The fluidity of her movements was mesmerizing, as she unleashed the full power of her core muscles. Each thrust was a testament to her physical prowess, a display of raw energy and control. With every powerful sway and sway of her hips, she commanded the pace and intensity of their shared pleasure.

Cassie, watching her mommy's resolve, couldn't help but smile, a sense of pride washing over her for how well Hope was handling the situation.

In the heat of the moment, with their connection reaching its peak, He who remains climaxed inside Hope's eager pussy, releasing a deep moan of satisfaction. Afterward, Hope gracefully stepped off the couch, her inner thighs glistening with the evidence of their encounter. Cum slowly dripped down her leg, a testament to the intensity of their sexual union.

Kang the Conqueror, acknowledging Hope's prowess, commented with a mixture of admiration and amusement, "You truly are a professional."