Isekai into Marvel/DC

I pulled out a mirror and showed her the perfect unblemished skin. We talked a bit as she gave me a big smile and I mentioned all the things necessary so ‘I own a harem’ doesn’t come up if we start dating and give her my number ‘just in case you need healing’. I also mentioned how Peter had my number but never called me when he needed my help. I hoped she’d see the massive improvements to Silk, which would make convincing her even easier.

I was finally done with getting to the bottom of what went down when I was on vacation. Now I just needed to decide what to do next. Did I finish securing more companies to make me the richest person on the planet even faster? Did I figure out how to activate my mutant gene next? Did I join the Justice League now that their roster was heavily diminished? Did I head out into space to look for alien beauties? Those were the choices. 

That or wait for something else to happen… I waited for the comics to decide what to do next… After nothing happened I made my choice. Eventually, I would do all those things but now was when I’d determine my future. Gaining a mutation seemed like the best idea and I had an inkling of how to acquire it. It would take a lot of footwork but since I could teleport that wasn’t much of a problem. 

Now that I’ve determined my path forward, I needed to do one thing first. I needed to take a break and make sure my harem was happy. Started with having sex with everyone who had sent me texts. After getting through about fifty I read one and remembered… Oh shit, Mary Jane. I couldn’t help but laugh as she probably wanted to fuck me over a week ago and I unintentionally avoided her.

I cleared my throat as I teleported to her building… She was inside having sex with someone… I’ll just get to her later. I sent a message to her and heard her phone ding. Well, at least I can say that I tried to get a hold of her now. I went back to fucking my harem. I slowly made my way through the rest before I got to the hundreds of texts from a single number. Guess who it was.

Mary Jane flooded my phone with texts pleading to come and ‘finish’ her deal. Then it went to being angry, threatening to sue me for going back on a deal, begging for me to fuck her then she finally snapped and showed her true self. She went cold and emotionless as she explained how she would ruin my life. I could only laugh at her clownish threats.

She thought she had enough pull to get me in trouble. Being a sociopath didn’t mean you were a genius, it just meant you could turn off your empathy. Like a demon, she threatened all sorts of ways to ruin my life but I knew something she didn’t. If she did actually try to ruin my life her’s would fucking explode. Not only would her acting career be over but she might even serve jail time.

I worked my way through until she actually got to a threat I had to care about. She was going to rat me out to Peter which was the first threat I thought she’d go through with. It would hurt Peter, maybe make May break up with me, and be completely up her alley of terrible. I breathed in as I decided I would fuck her soon. I sent her a message but before that, I needed to finish up everyone on my roster before her.

I finish that then make sure she isn’t with someone. As I wait for her to get out of the shower I make myself a bowl of cereal and rearrange her fridge. Nope, who puts the sandwich meats on the bottom shelf? Condiments should be on the door. She had a gallon jug of black liquid that… *sniff* Was alcohol and two different bottles of wine in the very back… 

She probably drinks enough she’d be constantly moving everything else to get to it over and over again. I eat my bowl of cereal as I pop on cartoons and watch whatever garbage they have on Cartoon Network now. Oh, sick, they’re running an Ed, Edd, and Eddy marathon. She walks out with her hair tied up and a towel and when she finally notices me she screams.

“Hey, how’s it going?” She stamps her foot down and points at me. “You!” As she does so the towel wrapped around her body fell off. It wasn’t anything I hadn’t seen before. Instead of answering her I just went back to eating my cereal and watching the cartoon. It was a good episode, the one where they kept breaking physics. He ate a piece of the sun and I mimicked his bite as he changed it into the moon.

“God they don’t make them like this anymore.” I whispered to myself. Thankfully they didn’t have Titans Go! They’d get sued to oblivion for likeness rights from the Titans. It made me wonder if they copyrighted their name or if it was done automatically when they got famous enough for it to matter. What if two heroes decided on the same name ‘like White Rabbit or Mad Hatter’.

She clanked around in the kitchen before saying. “Why’d you move all my stuff around? I didn’t even know you could move the shelves… Actually, this looks better than before. I won’t have to bend over every time I want a sandwich.” Pulling out the wine, she drank right from the bottle. Coming over still completely naked she sat down right next to me. She is still slightly wet from the shower, her wet body rubbing against me.

I checked her kinks and health issues and… She likes being dommed and she has an STD now. I cleaned her before we would get down to business. She really did what I was going to do to her to herself. If she’d just waited I’d probably be here by now but with me needing to ‘work’ on her schedule she pushed for it super aggressively.

Because she knew I knew how she was she made no indication of putting on a fake mask to cover up her sociopathic(and also some psychopathy) personality. She wasn’t asking about the show, just using her body to get me hard so I couldn’t think about what was actually happening as she plundered my cum. She began rubbing my leg before I said. “Money first Missy.”

She looked at me until her face scrunched up in disgust. “You weren’t joking about that?” I just laughed at her. “I’m not even charging you for the STD I cured.” She got up in a huff as she walked into her bedroom. Pulling out a suitcase she grabbed out the money and tossed it at me angrily. What the hell, if I tossed the money at her she’d have been upset and might have not slept with me.

Even still with me teleporting the money away, it was time to be the whore I was paid to be. I teased her a little as I started to unbutton my shirt. “Go on then. Have your way with me!” She gave me a deadpan stare before pushing me. “Stop being so dramatic and fuck me into a movie star!” I lifted her telekinetically as I carried her to her bed. She squeaked in fear before she realized where I was heading.

“No! Not the bed, last time it stunk so bad from my juices I had to replace it!” I chuckled as she thought I’d stop, turn around, and head back onto the couch. This bed is getting fucked up as well.