4 comments/ 48141 views/ 17 favorites Transformer Saga Ch. 01-04 By: C.King May disturb some readers. I use characters from the Marvel. I have no money and do it for entertainment purposes. Please do not sue. I am using a non-continuity alternate dimension that has most of the super characters on the same time and some of the characters that are alive who might otherwise be dead or characters in positive light who might be dark in the comics. Also physical descriptions might be off. Sorry. Chapter One Peter Faulk had an ordinary life so far except for one or two things. A nerd through out high school he was ignored. Average in every way. Except for one. He had superpowers. Unique superpowers that he had hidden away for a long time.He had mind/emotion control ability and super hypnosis. Plus he had powerful mental shielding. But his greatest power was the ability to transform things, giving them superpowers, abilities and aspects of his own choosing. The only thing he couldn't change was himself. So he was stuck with his normal appearance. A black mop top for hair and blue eyes. Pale skin. A nerdy type of body. He was dressed in a t-shirt and sweatpants. Nothing to write home about. But Peter still had his powers and had access to a world of heroes and villains. Or a world of heroines and villianesses. A collection of super beings that could be transformed into a super army. And into a super harem for all of those superwomen. But where to begin? He had many choices and had to choose which one to use in his sexual adventures. There was the Avenger's manor, home to one of the most respected group of heroes....and heroines in the world. Then there were the connections of the Fantastic Four and the sexy image of the Invisible Woman going down on him as she slowly faded away. Plus all of the different women that were friends with the team he could seduce. Then there was the X-men at the Salem Manor. They were full of sexy mutant women that were begging for a good time with Peter. And he was a student there. But that got him thinking about the fact that some of these heroes were married to these sexy women. They wouldn't like it if he was to have sexy with their women....unless he changed their attitudes with his powers. But perhaps he should try something with less consequences like one of the independent heroines or one of the many villianesses. The only worry was that even with his powers, he might need help. Which one should be his first target? He was walking in the hall when he stumbled across the teacher at the Xavier institute. Professor Charles Xavier himself. It gave Peter a great idea. He might as well try his powers out on the Professor. It was a scary idea, but it would grant him unprecedented power over the school. So he called out. "Professor, could I talk to you in private?" Peter hoped that his mind was shielded from the powerful telepath. "Yes, Peter. Follow me." The Professor said as they entered the Professor's study. The Professor sat near the desk, in his wheelchair. He turned to Peter and asked, "How can I help you?" "Well," Peter said, as he reached forward and touched Xavier, and concentrated. He used the combined power of his mental altering and physical altering powers on the Professor, to turn him into his willing slave. A slave that would help him raise a super army and super harem from the various superhuman groups. The Professor seemed to warp and change till he stopped looking like he did before all of the transformations. But he looked at Peter and said, "How may I help you, Master?" Peter was excited at this transformation that proved that he had the powers to alter the mental make up of others to his desires. And when the Professor got up out of the chair and bowed before him, he knew that his physical powers were working as well. "First thing...make sure that no one notices that anything is out of the ordinary. At least until my power over the school is complete. Second, you will help me enslave the X-men and turn them to my way of thinking." Peter told his first slave. But not his last. Now he had access to all of the X-men and all of the secrets of the X- men including the mutant finding super computer, Cerebro. So he decided to make himself familiar with all of the files on the X-men and those they had allied with and face off against. He spent the next few hours looking over the secret files... Hours later and back in Xavier's Study... Peter was getting ready to use his powers to change the first of his new harem of super women. He need to alter the minds of the X-men so they would accept his new order of doing things around there. So he needed someone that could reach their minds so that they could be altered. Xavier could do that, but Peter wanted a sexy telepath in his harem. One that would obey his orders and use her powers to spread his commands to others. There were several to choose from. He thought about having all of them combine their powers for him. It was a good idea. But he wanted to build his base of power more before he was to strike out on his own. So he was looking for a powerful telepath that could be altered so that she could enter the minds of the others and slip his mind control over them. So he looked over the files for the most powerful telepaths. Two choices came up. One was Emma Frost, the Former White Queen of the Hellfire Club. She had switched sides to Xavier's after years of contact between the two of them and a conflict with some alien forces. She was a sexy blond who had a habit of dressing in corsets, busters, thongs and other sexy dominatrix like costumes. All in her colour of white. She also had several powerful mental powers. Including mind control. That also made her a threat to him. The other telepath was the famous Jean Grey-Summers, wife of the X- men Cyclops. The wife of Scott Summers was a powerful telepath and had been one of greater power as the host of the Phoenix force. For many years, Jean had rejected the legacy of the force that had altered her life in so many ways. But recently she had taken it back up as her newest codename. Phoenix was conservative in out look, but still a sexy red head with a great body. Peter could see that these two woman were sexy and powerful psionics. Perfect for his plans. He just needed to choose one. One that would be his first female slave and the beginning of his new harem. He just couldn't decide. So he left the choose up to Xavier, counting on the mutants experience with these women. "I admit that Emma is a sexy choice and would make a powerful ally. But I have always hungered to have Jean bouncing off my cock ever since she first came to my school as one of my first students. Plus she is destined to be one of the most powerful telepath and telekinetic in the world. She would make a powerful first slave if she is given her full power. And I know that you can change her in such a way." Xavier said as he tried to please his master. He waited for his next command. "Yes. Now here's what your going to do." Peter told his slave as he moved to his next plan. Jean entered the Professor's study only to find it nearly empty. She seemed to have been call down here for nothing. That was strange given the usual behaviour of the Professor. So she was surprise to see that there was someone else in the room with her. It was a young man, average in appearance. He must have been one of the few students that Xavier had taken in to help them learn how to use their powers properly. She just didn't recognize him or his powers. "Hello," she called out to him, trying to find out what had happen to the Professor. She closed the door to the study. She came closer to him. "The Professor said that he would be here shortly. He said that he wanted to talk to the both of us about some new powers I have seemed to have developed. He thinks that you might be able to help me given your experience." The man said as he came closer to her. He held out his hand to her and said, "My name is Peter." Jean was a little surprise with the detail that Peter had told her, but it did ring true. Especially if Peter had developed telepathic or telekinetic powers just like she did. But as much as she hated to admit it Emma probably had more experience with teaching mutants to use their powers better. But still she thought that she might help this young man out. To be friendly she moved and took his hand to shake it. All it took was a little contact before Jean felt herself warping and changing... She could feel her body being taken apart, piece by piece. Molecule by molecule. Atom by atom. Her physical form being turned into an image of it's self, with larger breast, tighter behind and sexier curves. She then felt her mind come under attack. Her memories and personality were being rebuilt in a new images.And yet it was also like there was something being released from a long hibernation. She felt... Desire and purpose as she remembered what she had been dreaming of and waiting for most of her life. She was a sensual creature of great power who had seen her future come to her in dreams. She would be a slave to a powerful man who would be irresistible to her. She would become part of his super powered harem, this leader of a super army. Her life before this moment was pointless as she was meant to do this. She looked to the last ties to her past. Her costume was sexy and would help her please her master. She was also more sexy in appearance. But there was one thing that was still with her that was an annoying reminder of the life she had before the change. Her wedding and engagement rings that were on her fingers. Symbols of commitment to a man she no longer found attractive or loved. He was merely a pain in her ass now. She telekinetic ally removed the offencive ring and crushed them into a ball, a gesture of ending that chapter in her life. She turned to her master and looked at him deeply, a schoolgirl look of love on her face. A sexy smile played over her face as she moved her arms around his neck. "Hello, Lover. Ready for some lovin'?" She asked as she moved into a kiss for her new lord. It was a deep passionate kiss, one that involved a bit of tongue. Peter was surprise at the result of his alteration of the super heroine. He couldn't believe that the conservative Jean Grey was now trying to suck his brains out by way of his lips. Or that she had destroyed the symbols of her marriage to her husband, Scott. He broke the kiss and looked at his new slave. "So I take it that you're no longer Mrs. Summers." He asked. A look of disgust washed over her features. "Who wants to be married to that stick in the mud. He doesn't even fuck good. And he has a short dick." The look vanished as she looked over at Peter. A loving looked replaced the one of disgust. "Not like you. You have to be the best fuck in the universe. Even if you are a virgin." "So what do we do next, Lover?" Jean called as she looked him in the eye. "So sexy fucking? Seducing one of the other X-Ladies into have some lesbian action or even a three way? Or a minor orgy?" "First off, we should tie up some loose ends. Then we can have some fun." Peter said, with a smile. "We have to make sure that the X-men don't notice anything out of the ordinary. Plus we might as well make Scott forget that he was married to a hottie like you. Then we could go to my room for some heavy love making. But first likes link your telepathy with my mind altering powers." "Yes, my lord." Jean said with a smile as she linked minds with Peter, creating a psychic rapport with him. Their minds meet and he could feel Jean in his mind. He could also feel her love and submission to him coming through loud and clear. 'I'm linking to the minds of the others on the mansion's grounds. Send your message now.' She thought at him. So he sent a message of normality to all in the mansion's area. Then he sent a message for Scott file for divorce from Jean and then forget being married to her. He also sent a message to Scott that he only desired, non-super women. 'That should keep him out of my hair.' Peter thought, as his mind wandered to more pleasurable things. "Let's go to my room for some boom-boom." Peter said as he moved out of the study. "I'm on my way." Jean said as she followed. Moments later, in Peter's room... Peter was glad to be in his room. Everything was going according to his improvised plan. For something spur of the moment, things were going great. He had two slaves. Both of them were some of the greatest psionic minds on the earth. And one of them was one of the hottest redheads in the superhero business. A redhead that wanted him with all of her heart and...her pussy. Best of all, no one was noticing the way that Jean was acting towards him. Or the way she had physically changed under his power. Now they were heading to his room to be together. His room was simple and clean. It had everything a room needed. A closet, a dresser, a bookcase, a desk and chair...and a bed. A bed that would be seeing some major action that day. Peter let Jean and himself into the room. He closed and locked the door. He started to strip. Jean followed his move by removing her costume psionically with her telekinesis. So he was looking upon the nude spender of one of the original X-men and the first female on the team. She had served the dreams of the X-men's founder Xavier for years. And now she was serving his dreams and desires. She was perfect for serving his fantasies. She had smooth, clear skin that felt like silk and looked like peaches and cream. Her red hair flowed down her back, full of body and life. He looked to her pussy were a slight tuff of red hair was shaved neatly to provide access to her pussy for those that were gifted with such access. Like he was now. "Like what you see, Peter?" Jean said, as she came over to him. She walked with a slow and sexy step. She slowly pushed Peter down on the bed, having him first sit on the bed. Then she helped him lay down. She straddled him, looking at him from above him. She licked her lips, as she looked at him. She rubbed her hands up and down her body till they held her breasts. She played with her nipples as she closed her eyes and cried out his name. She opened them again. "I can wait to becomes yours physically as I am mentally and spiritually. She moved in to kiss him passionately again, tongues twinning. She moved to his ear and said, "I think that Jean Faulk has a nice ring to it." She then licked his ear tenderly. Jean took his hands and moved them to her breasts. She moved them around as he played with her nipples. Pinching and tweaking them, trying to bring Jean closer to sexual satisfaction. She seemed to enjoy the foreplay. Finally she moved herself down on his more than harden cock. Her pussy slowly moved over his cock swallowing it into her tight pussy.She slowly moved up and down the length of the cock as she tried to make him feel the pleasure that she could bring with her most private of organs. She wanted to make her master feel good, and Peter could tell it from the work that she was doing to make him cum. He was slowly getting into the rhythm of the loving making. Bring his cock in and out, in and out of the sexy mutant. He was trying to bring her to orgasm, when she called out. "OH YEAH. OH YEAH, BABY. I'M COMING. I'M COMING." Jean was crying out. Peter could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter as she was coming on him. She bit her lips as she grunted her feeling of improving pleasure. This was making Peter closer and closer to coming inside the mutant. He could feel his cum coming closer to the tip of his prick. He could also feel the erotic touches that Jean was doing to his body as she tried to make him come. "FUCK ME, JEAN. FUCK MY FUCKING COCK. FUCK ME YOU SLAVE." he said as he felt ready to shoot his load deep inside his new psychic slave. "YEEESSSS, MASSSSTERRRR." Jean called, out as she came ready to accept the juice that Peter was getting ready to release. Jean was ready and willing, she was in full orgasm. Peter was full ready to shoot his load in her. He just had to release his load. And with a finally thrust of energy he pushed his load into his willing host. He came and came hard. As he did, she screamed as he released his load into her. The two lover fell together as they were tired from all of the love making. Jean fell close to Peter and kissed him. "That was fun, Lover. We should try to do this more often." She said with a smile. Then she fell a sleep in her lover's arms. Peter smiled at this event and thought of all of the future fun that might come. Especially with all of the sexy women in the world how came be his. And the sexual fun that might come from it. Chapter Two ::Telepathy:: Peter was just waking up from his pleasant dreams of fucking several of the sexiest women in the world. Sexy super women. He was just coming out of a dream where he had a harem of them at his beck and call, when he felt something happening on his cock. He slowly opened his eyes to look at the sensation of sucking on his member. He opened them to see red hair falling down in front of his lower half. He placed his hands on the head, and felt it. It was real. That brought him back to yesterday and the events that seemed like dreams from the day before. He had done it. He had enslaved two of the X-men and now had one as his lover. Now she was sucking him off. It was a sweet sensation that he was having. "That's it, baby. Keep sucking your master. Suck it out. Suck the life out of it." He said in a calm voice as he felt his erect cock slowly coming closer to shooting off. He could feel himself building up to the exciting pay off. He felt his cock coming alive with cum. "It's coming, baby. Keep it up. It's coming. Coming. COMING." He cried out as he came in Jean's mouth. The sexy red head sucking on the cock like her life depended on it.He shot into her. Then he felt the release. Jean slowly pulled her head back as she finished sucking the last of his cum off of his cock. She pulled her head up. Her hair fell back with a quick flip of the hair. Her looked at her face and noticed that she had cum dripping from the sides of her mouth. Swallowing, she then moved her tongue over her ruby lips to lick up the last of his cum off of her face. "Good Morning, Lover. Thought you might enjoy a wake up call. And I see that I was right." She said, showing her dazzling smile. "So what's next on our list to do?" Jean asked, curious to her master's next move. "I haven't thought about it yet. But I have a few things in mind for the next step in my mission in life." Peter said, thinking of the future. Jean's question had caught him off guard for a minute as he had been making this up as he was going along. He needed a better plan for all of the trouble that might occur. He needed a better power base to build his dream of a super harem. He had taken the first step by starting to taking control over the powerful collection of X-men. He already had two psionics. Xavier and Jean. He could build on that. But taking control over more psionics, like Emma Frost and Psylocke. Both sexy, both powerful psionics and also more likely skilled at the art of love making. Then he could build on the other powerful and stunning female mutants to be a part of his harem. That would give him more power, with more variety of powers. Plus more love slaves. Plus he had the untapped potential of the male X-men. With them he could build an army to deal with the troubles that might stop him from enjoying the fruits of his labour. Once he had everything more organized with the X-men, he could focus on the other super teams. From the Avengers to the Fantastic Four, he could build a more powerful base. Then he could tackle the independent heroes and heroines. Transformer Saga Ch. 01-04 On the way he might decide to change a few villains and villainesses around to his way of thinking. It would eliminate the need of his heroes and heroines to fight crime. They still would be needed to fight alien invasion and other trouble of that type, but would still be able to enjoy his life of pleasure. He also thought about the fact that he might be able to impregnate some of these sexy women with his seed. Creating a collection of children with powerful mothers. It appealed to him, but he was still nervous of threats to his power base. He would have to leave it for now. But still in the future... Now he had a choice to make. Which telepath would he go after next? The White queen or Psylocke? A blond hair dominatrix like woman who held great mental power. Or the purple haired ninja who had been trained to be a slave by a powerful criminal mastermind? A dominatrix or a former slave? Which one would he break next? He turned it over in his mind. He picked the one that might be the most fun. "I think it's time for the Queen to bow down to the King. I think that it's time for Emma to submit to the power of...The Transformer. We're just get her ready for her next role in her life." Peter said with a grin as he prepared his powers transformation. "I just can't wait to see you tame Emma. I might look good on her. But what should I do while you are off transforming Emma?" Jean asked, with a smile on her face. "I feel like I should be helping you with your plans for conquest. How can I help you with your plans?" "Well, there's still the issue with Psylocke and her psionic powers being added to mine. We can slowly condition her into wanting to be transformed. Into wanting to become my slave. You can just use the combination of my mind control powers and your telepathy. You can enter her dreams and turn them into something closer to my desires." Peter said with a smile. "I think that you might be able to do it." "I think that might be fun while you are off having fun with Emma. I'll keep a psychic connection open to you so that I can feel you change Emma, plus it should be able to help you see what is happening to Psylocke as I take over her dream." Jean said, sitting on the bed so that she could get dressed and ready for the new day. She dressed in the costume that she had removed the day before. "I think that I can get Xavier to set up a meeting between me and Emma. And Ms. Frost will become a Faulk is body and soul." Peter said as he got ready to start his day. Soon he would have Emma eating out of his hands. Peter entered the room, looking for his prey. He would soon be adding a second pussy to his beginner's harem. He could also feel the dreams that Jean had force Ms. Braddock into having. They were interesting in their erotic content. He peeked into the dream scape that was now imprisoning the purple haired telepath. It looked like one of the rooms at the school. A bedroom to be exact. And there was Psylocke in her costume. The room was cloaked in darkness and was silent. Betsy was in a state of readiness, preparing for an attack. She wasn't expecting the attack. She was surrounded by naked men. Men who had their face obscured by the darkness. But from what Peter could see of the scene, they looked like him. Cocks erect in sexual excitement. They approached her, face hidden. She tried to attack them. But all of her martial arts were countered by the naked men. They soon had her in a locked position. Then they were ripping her clothes off and shredding them. Then they started to rub their cocks on to her skin. Then they stuck a cock into her mouth, her pussy and her ass. They slowly started to rape her. All of the time, there was chanting from the room that gave her commands that were being drilled into her mind in the rhythm that she was being fucked with against her will. "SUBMIT. OBEY. SLAVE. FUCK. MASTER. OBEY. MASTER. TRANSFORM. BECOME. SUBMIT. OBEY." They commands repeated over and over again as she was being fucked. Soon her breasts were being fucked with. Kneaded and rubbed by cocks. Those cocks started to pump out cum all over her body as they came. White jizz poured over her and slowly was sucked into her. The words started to pump into the room faster and faster. Peter grinned at the thoughts that he was receiving from Jean. She was a gem, but soon he would be adding another to the collection. He looked around for the woman that would be his next lover. He saw her saw her sitting at the desk. She was dressed in a sexy outfit. Leather like pants, a leather corset bustier and along leather jacket. Each fitting her well. She was also wearing short high heeled boots. He moved closer to her. "Hello, Ms. Frost. I'm Peter Faulk. Professor Xavier sent me. He wanted to know if you could help me with some telepathic powers that I'm starting to develop. I could really use some help with it." Peter said innocently. "Nice to met you, Mr. Faulk. She held out her hand. Peter took it and used his mind and powers to reshape the woman before him into one of his latest slaves. He concentrated on the form of the type of woman that he was forging with the power of his transformation powers. Soon, she started to form into the woman that he wanted her to become. Her outfit changed. She was dressed in thigh length white 5" heel boots. A tight white thong covered her pussy and ass, or tried to. A white corset bustier wrapped around her, thrusting her boobs out and creating a large cleavage. White fingerless elbow length gloves covered her arms. It was just like her old Hellfire club costume. But with a riding crop in her hands...also in white. Her eyes were crystal blue, with frosty blue eyeshadow covering the lids to her eyes. Her pouty lips were deep crimson as were her nails of a sexy length without being a hassle. Peter released her hands and come closer to him. She moved to a breath's distance to him. She looked him straight into the eyes and asked, "What can I do for you, my Lord? Do you have someone who must be taught a lesson or would you like to have some Master/Teacher interface?" She asked as a sly smile crossed her face, as she gently tapped her riding crop on his cheek. :: Interesting,:: Jean thought as she watched him through their psychic bond that they had forged in the heat of passion. ::You combined Emma's Queen, Dominatrix and Teaching aspects into a single being. What does you call her?" ::I'm the White Queen, Ms. Faulk. Respect that, as I respect your place as the First:: Emma came in with her own telepathy. "I believe that I was speaking to my Lord. Seeking his desires for his next action. Afterwards, we will work on creating a more powerful psionic melding.:: Emma, still facing Peter, spoke. "So what will it be Master? Will I be teaching a lesson? Or serving a more private purpose here?" She tapped her riding crop against his face again. "Emma, Strip!" Peter commanded, as he added, "Your king is about to feast." "Yes, my lord. But first may I strip you of your clothing?" She asked. "You may." Peter replied. She slowly levitated him into the air. As he hovered in the air, his clothes moved off his body. Like they were being pulled off by invisible hands. They slowly moved his outer clothing off his body. Then his socks were pulled off. Then his underwear was removed, but this time there was a caress over his cock and balls. Then while he was floating, his clothes were folded and place down, and Emma brought him in for a close kiss. She then sat him down on a chair she had pulled out. "Time for your show, my Lord." Emma said, as she set the riding crop down. Then Peter could feel magic coming into his mind. Music that Emma started to dance to. Peter had been told by Jean about the fact that Emma had performed a sexy dance of the seven veils in front of the Hellfire Club's Inner Circle, in order to join. Give that and the fact that Peter had pressed into Emma's mind a mastery of sexual knowledge, it was no surprise to see her gyrate around to the wild beat of the music that was playing in his mind. She moved to the beat and yet had time to slowly strip herself of her scant clothes. First came the gloves. Slowly pulling off the first and tossing it to the floor. Then came the second came off. She then moved to her breast and squeezed them. Then her nimble fingers took to the ties of the corset bustier. Undoing each one with an exaggerated moment of the hand. Slipping down the length of the clothing as she slowly took off her top. She pulled it off with a flurry of movement and tossed it to the floor. Her breast were bare, her pink nipple erect in the air. She then moved to her panties, her hands training across her body from her breast down her taunt belly. As the hands crossed the belly, Peter thought to the idea of filling that belly and the belly of the other sexy women would would be come his slaves. Filling them with his cum. Filling them with his babies. But soon, Emma's hands were moving to her thong slowly moving it down her. She turns around while doing this, showing off her ass as it slowly twisted and moved to the mixture of the music and to take off the thong. She shook of the thong and picked it up. She turned around and and place it to her face as she sniffed it. Emma sighed as she tossed the thong to Peter. He caught them and sniffed them, they were covered with mix of perfume and sex. She moved to take the boots off, but Peter shook his head no. He had decided to fuck her with her boots on. Emma fell to the floor with a quick, almost instant, motion. Then she began to move towards him. Half crawling and half slithering, in a twisting pattern of sex. Peter moved himself over to the couch to give him a better place to fuck. Also to put more space between Emma and himself for her to twist over. A more determined look crossed her face as she looked at her master. But she moved with surprising skill, so soon she was crawling over him. Up his body, and over it. "It's time for you pleasure, my lord. Let me be blessed to give it to you." She purred in her sexiest voice, as she leaned into him and kissed him with her lips. Her tongue soon followed as it escaped her mouth and entered his. Her breast rubbed against his bare chest, nipples tickling his body as they moved over them. Peter's hands gently moved across the smooth, flawless skin of the White Queen. Her pussy hovered over his cock. She moved her lower half so that his cocked touched her clit ...just barely. It made his cock tingle in anticipation. She moved off her kiss as she said, "Take me, my lord. Make me yours." She began to nuzzle his neck. It was making him hotter and he was getting ready to continue his fucking of the royalty. He thrust his cock into her pussy. It was a loose pussy and he was surprised to feel it that way. Emma felt his surprise and turned to look at him. "Don't worry, my lord. I have skills that you have yet to see." Her pussy then started to closed on him and tighten around him. Then it started to milk his cock, sucking it dry of it's sweet juices. It was exciting. The White Queen started to touch his body in certain ways that was heightening his sexual excitement. He tried to touch her back. Her touch always felt good, especially when she started to nibble on his earlobes, her skilled tongue tickling it. Their bodies moved in motion to the rhythm of passion as they continued their love making. Emma started to cry out as she orgasms. Her tight pussy, flooded with fluid that dripped out the side of the pussy and all over his cock. Still, he managed to hold his load looking for the perfect moment to cum. Soon, he felt the pressure of his cum fill his prick. He could picture the pre-ejaculate coming to a point on his cock. Then he felt the perfect moment and came with a rush. His sperm entered Emma's willing body. She groaned as she excepted it, biting her lips as she pulled her head back. She then let out a satisfied sigh as she fell on top of him. "Thank you, my lord. You are the greatest lover I have ever had. I can not wait for our next mission in love." She purred in a soft voice, her eyelids heavy. Soon, she fell into dream land. But Peter felt a difference in himself. Like he could go for a second fuck. His cock was soft, but willing to get up again for the next round of love making. It was a change from the draining experience that he had with Jean the night before. It was like there was something changing inside himself. Something that was strengthen him. Giving him the endurance that he needed to have sex with the women that he was collecting. What was causing it? It was a puzzle that was crossing his mind, along with his next plans for conquest. Should he continue with the conquest of the female psychics, and take Psylocke? Or should he move one to one of the other X-women and let Psylocke stew in the dreams that he was having Jean create for Betsy? What was his next move? Chapter Three ::Telepathy:: Peter awoke to another blow job the next morning. But this time it was Emma doing the blowing as she suckled on his long cock. Her red lips showing on his prick. Peter was getting use to this treatment as he felt his prick filling up with sperm. He was getting ready to come. Finally, he came blowing his load into Emma's mouth. She sucked it down hungrily. Pulling her pouty lips from his cock, she licked her lips. "Thank you, my lord. Such a tasty breakfast. So what's next on the agenda." "What's Jean doing right now?" said and thought as he tried to reach his first female slave. ::I'm sending more images to Psylocke to help with her breaking. Would you like to see it? It's a good image.:: Jean thought with a smile as she sent the image of Psylocke's dream to his mind. It showed Betsy in a silk Chinese dress that was slit up the side. A dress that had been moved so that the mystery man could fuck her dogie style. While she was on her hands and knees, she was sucking on a cock of another mystery man that looked like the first mystery man. A mystery man that Betsy couldn't see, but looked like a certain Transformer. ::Excellent Jean. Keep up the good work. I have other plans for today.:: Peter thought as he looked to Emma. He smiled. "How would you like to teach some students the new ways of the X- men?" Peter said as he looked to the other mutant. "I live to teach!" Emma said with a smile of her own. "Who will I be teaching?" Later... Peter was entering the room alone, like he usually did in his missions to create more slaves. This time he was making a tricky mission that might get himself in trouble. For today he had decided to have some virgin pussy. And that was rare in the X-manor. But he had the perfect woman for this in mind. He would be taking the virginity curse woman known only as Rogue. Peter knew that with his powers he could transform the mutant into a person who could touch other and be intimate with them, instead of the untouchable woman that she was know. The problem was if it didn't work, for he would be doing it through clothing. That might alter his powers. And if he touched her skin, she would get his memories and know his actions. That could be trouble. But he had to try. Rogue would be the perfect slave. She had no experience with sex, so he would be the only one that she would ever know. He would be her first and last lover. Something that made him hunger for this mission. He saw her in the middle of the room. Dressed in a blouse and shorts, gloves on her hands. She was also wearing a bomber jacket. "Hi, Ah heard that you might be able to make it so that Ah can touch people and keep mah powers. The Professor seemed sure of that." Peter smiled as he thought of the male slave that he had. "I'm sure that I can. I just need to shake your hand." Peter said as he held out his hand. "Alright," Rogue said as she shock his hand. Peter concentrated on the change. Just giving her control over her powers. He was saving the kinky stuff for later. Peter pulled off Rogue's glove and then place his hand in Rogue's. Nothing happened. A look of surprise crossed Rogue's mind as she realized that she could touch him. " Ah can feel you and ah not stealing your power. Thank you!" She started to cry. Peter just wiped the tears. Rogue hugged him close. She then leaned in and kissed him on the lips. That's when he activated his power again and started his enslavement of Rogue. Transforming her into his slave. Molding her into his lover. The kiss become more and more passionate as he changed her mind and body. Their tongues danced the tango with each other as they kissed. Peter pulled away as Rogue tried to bring him in for more kissing. She had a hungry look in her eyes as she looked at Peter. "Ah could use more sugah, sugah." She ran her hands over his body slowly, and tenderly so that he could feel her hands on him. Both gloved and gloveless. "I think it's time to get to business, sugar. Time for your first time with a man. Your first time with me." Peter said as he moved away from Rogue to undress. He moved quickly to take off his clothes. Rogue looked to him and quickly joined him. Taking off the bomber jacket, blouse and jean shorts. Soon she was only wearing lacy red panties and matching bra. "Looks like somebody likes to wear sexy underwear. Who for?" Peter as he watched Rogue move, her hips swaying side to side. "Ah just like the feeling of lace against mah skin. Make me feel sexy and desirable even if Ah couldn't be touched. But know that Ah can touch you..." She said, with a sexy smile crossing her face. She took his hands in hers and placed them against her breasts. "...Ah going make the most of your sexy feeling. And don't worry about being gentle, Ah made to handle a lot of damage." "As you wish, my southern belle." Peter moved his hands, and tore of her bra. He then pushed his head into her breasts. His lips moved over her breasts. He moved them over one of Rogue's nipples. He started to lick it and play with it. "Don't be afraid to be rough, Ah can take it." Rogue called out as she rubbed Peter's head. Peter, willing to please his lover, bite into Rogue's nipple with a love bite. Rogue groaned out her pleasure. Peter then pushed Rogue back till she fell on top of her bed. She was laying on the bed with a come hither smile. "Ready to pop mah cherry? Ready to mark me, to make me your woman forever?" She tore her panties off. Peter could see the strip in her hair was also apparent in her pussy hair. "So it's nature..."Peter smiled and Rogue giggled. She turned around so that she was in dogie style position. "Ah've always wanted to take it dogie style." "I'm here to make dreams come true!" Peter said, with a smile. 'Mainly my own, but I'm willing to help his slaves out.' Peter thought. He moved in behind, and stuck his cock into her pussy from behind her. He moved his head close to hers as placed his hands on her breasts. "Do you want me to talk dirty to you, slut? Do you, whore?" Peter said as he moved himself deeper and deeper into the power draining mutant. In and out, in and out. He started a rhythm with her as he spoke dirty to her. Calling her whore and slut and the rest. Rogue just groaned in pleasure. "I'm coming. I'm Coming! I'M COMING!!!" Rogue yelled out as she started to cum with orgasm. Peter was also holding his pressure back, till he wanted to thrust out his sperm into his lover's pussy. Rogue was screaming out with pleasure, yet he was able to hold his own with her. Until he felt when she was ready and he shot out his load up into her. He felt the release. Rogue screamed one more time and then fell down, with his cock still in her. But Peter still felt the hunger for pussy. He felt the strength and endurance that he had been building up over time. He knew that he could have more pussy. So he pulled his cock out of Rogue and then talked to her. Transformer Saga Ch. 01-04 "I have a few other chores to do, so I must leave you her to rest. When you have finished with it, head to my room so that we can have more. I have another slave to take." Peter said as he dressed himself and got ready to go. "Yes, Sugah. See you later, lover." Rogue mumbled as she slept. Peter walked out and headed to the room of the White Queen... In the White Queen's room... Emma looked to her student on the x-shaped rack. Her arms and legs had been tied to the points of the x. Her clothes had been torn to pieces so that more of her dark skin could be seen from beneath her costume. Emma was moving her riding crop in and out of the woman's pussy as she also fingered her nipples. "So the mighty have fallen..." Emma said as she looked at the one time goddess, Storm. Emma was glad that had taken the time to place the control collar on Storm's neck so that she couldn't use her powers. It made for breaking her much easier. Storm was at the limits of pleasure and pain. Emma had used her new psychic powers that Peter had given her to inflict it on Storm in such a sort time. Right now, Emma had heighten Storm's sense of pleasure to the highest it would go. Each light touch would give mind blowing pleasure. And Emma was teasing and almost fucking her while she waited. Then he came into the room. His clothes messy, a smile on his face. He walked in on the two of them and their sex play. "Is she ready for me?" he asked. "As ready as she ever will be. She out of her mind, but still her will is holding. But I know you can fix it." Emma said, with a sly smile and she kissed Storm on the lips. It made Peter hotter and Emma knew it. She liked her master getting hot. She finished the kiss and turned to her master. She gave him a passionate kiss, the lips that had been on Storm crossing his. Emma broke the kiss and handed her master the riding crop, it dripping with Storm's cum. The Master picked up the crop and started to lick at it's cum covered end, tasting Storm's juices. "Mhmmmmmm!" he said, "Tasty. Can't wait to try the real thing.So Ororo, or should I call you Storm? Storm might be a name that will suit you better once I have changed you. Changed you into one of my slaves." He looked her in the eye. "You...will...never...break...me." Storm said, he voice running out of breath as she spoke. A weak, but defiant look in her eyes. A look that told of her will, near breaking but not yet broke. "I don't think so. I have already transformed most of your fellow X- women into my slaves, like Emma here." Emma flashed a saucy look to Storm and then turned to look at her master to smile at her work with Storm. "And they had not undergone the training session that you have taken. You are in a weaken state. Ready for molding. With me, The Transformer, as the sculptor." He moved to Storm, stripping himself as he came closer. Slowly and deliberately, knowing what he was going to do to her. "You will be my first conquest of another race. My first interracial love making. I know that you will welcome that once the change has taken placed over you, but I was hoping that you might be willing to accept that fact with a source of joy." He smiled as he stood before her. "Go...to...HELL!" Storm said, trying to figure out away to free herself from the bondage that she had been caught in. She hadn't yet found out a way out of this mess, but was sure as hell not going to let this insane teenager use some kind of mind control over her. Storm had seen what transformation had gone under. Gone was the image of a pseudo-dominatrix. She was a full dominatrix in full uniform. And her powers seemed to have focused on increasing this ability. Like her new control over pleasure and pain. But she seemed to be a willing servant of the Transformer. Was it freely given or was it part of the transformation that this teen claimed to have performed on her? "Well, there goes one hope. But I know that you will see things differently after I'm done with you. All I need is a touch, then you will be free...in a way. I'm Peter Faulk, but you can call me your god and master." Peter said as he placed a bare hand on Storm's cheek. She tried to throw it off at first, but Peter held on till it subsided. The look in Storm's eyes also started to change. From defiant anger it slowly changed into acceptance and then into complete awe and love for the man that held her cheek. Peter was finding that this transformation was happening easier and quicker than the other ones. Her weakened mental state must make changing her mind much more effective. "Let her go, Emma." He told his slave as he felt the transformation ending. Already, the physical changes were just finishing up. Emma unleashed the silken ropes that held the ebony skin mutant. Storm gently landed on the ground before Peter. She bowed before him. "My God, how may this simple goddess serve her master?" Peter spoke, "Disrobe and follow me into the bed. Emma you may watch." A twin chant of "Yes, Master" made Peter get even more horny for the pussy that he was about to have. Peter smiled as Storm stripped, and crawled onto the bed. She laid down on her back, holding her upper body up with her arms. "Do I please you, master?" Storm purred, as she caressed toned body with one of her hands. Peter observed that Storm's pussy hair was the same silvery-white hair that was on her head. "I guess that your hair colour must be nature." That got a laugh out of Storm and the watching Emma. Peter knew from his psychic link that Emma had her hands down her panties, enjoying the show. Peter could also feel Jean in his mind, telling him of entering Psylocke's dreams and daydreams. Showing him those fantasies that she was using to subvert her. Deciding to try something different, he bent his head down into her pussy. From there he started to lick the pussy and clit, tasting for the juices that he had tasted earlier on Emma's riding crop. He licked the sex organ, trying to bring the tasty cum that he had to the surface. Storm called out in pleasure, as she felt herself start to tingle with sexual excitement. As she felt more and more pleasure surge up from her clit, the weather outside started to change. In the room, only Emma noticed that clouds started to gather outside, blocking out the sun. As Storm's pussy started to pour out, rain began to fall on the earth out side the X-manor. The the lightning flashed as Storm came with an orgasm, thunder clashed as she screamed out in reaction. Peter lapped up the pussy juice for a few minutes, enjoying the taste before his own desire for pleasure made him move on. He started to lick up Storm's body. Moving from her taunt abs up to her generous bosoms. He licked the firm nipples on the breast, before moving up to Storm's neck. As he did, he pressed his cock into her pussy. It fit perfectly. Emma frigged her clit as she watched Peter eat Storm up. She felt herself getting excited, watching the two of them go at it. As Peter when up Storm's body, Emma could feel herself start to come. She felt her pussy start to leak cum. Peter started his rhythm, which he had down pat. Each thrust was accented with a nibble on the weather goddess's neck as she moaned out his name, "Peter! Peter! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" It started to become chant as she said his name with the words fuck me. It only made him fuck her more as she came. The storm outside was wild and out of control as it swirled around the manor. The clouds were meeting the rain in a rush of high winds. The passion outside was truly a reflection of the passion inside the room as Storm gave it her all to bring her master off. Soon, precum started to build on the head of Peter's cock. He knew that it would soon be his time to come, but he held back. Waiting for the moment for the peak sexual moment. When Storm was at her sexual peak. That moment soon arrived, and Peter released his seed. Storm screamed as a sudden blast of lightning hit the ground. She fell back, fully on the bed. "I have to admit that black pussy is great pussy. I can't wait for more, Ororo." Peter said, as he got up. He pulled his cock out of her pussy with a slurping noise as their sexual juices mixed together. "Call me Storm, my beloved. And I can't wait to bear your children and serve you in anyway possible. I do mean anyway." She said with a smile. "I was foolish to resist this much pleasure, master." He eyes fluttering closed. Peter let Storm rest as he turned to Emma." And how are you doing, slave?" Emma was leaning back in the chair with heavy breath. "I think that just watching you is enough to bring a woman to the brink of orgasm." Emma said, with a sigh. "Feel up to a ride on the Big Peter." Peter said with a smile. "I'll try." Emma said with a smile as she undressed and headed for the bed. Chapter Four ::Telepathy:: Peter felt the now traditional feeling of tongues on his cock. Duelling lips as he felt the moisture of the tongues. He opened his eyes and looked up to see Storm and Rogue giving him the duelling blow jobs. Feeling horny, he talked to his slaves. "Storm, Rogue. Stop. Storm, get on my cock, and Rogue get your pussy up here. I want southern pussy juice for breakfast." "Yes, Master." Came the twin cry as the moved into position. Storm's black pussy bounce off his cock, thrusting it in hard. Her hands caressed her tits, rubbing her nipples deep into her body. She licked her lips, between crying out, "Oh my god. Oh My GOD!! Yes, Master Peter. Yes MASTER!!! Oh Yeaaaahhhh!!!" Rogue was equally horny as she was having her pussy eaten out by her lord and master. His tongue slither into her glory hole tickling her fancy as she was sexually excited. His hands reached for her tits, massaging her nipples. Pinching them. Teasing them. Rogue was screaming out his name. "Peeeeeetttteeeeerrrrrrr!!!!" While this was going on, Peter could feel something strange happening to him. He could feel his cock growing and digging deeper into Storm's pussy. He could feel his tongue stretching into the crocks and nannies of Rogue's honey pot. Something was happening to him while he was making love to these ladies. But his thoughts soon turned to the mission of causing the girls to orgasm. To make them cum was his job as a master. It was a matter of moments before they started to cum on him. Juice poured out of Rogue and Storm's pussy became more accepting. He lapped up the juice, even while he was feeling the building pressure that was coming in his cock. He soon released it, pushing it up Storm. Both women moaned with pleasure. They crawled off him, to the sides of the bed. Most men would have been tired after all of that action. But not him. Peter felt refreshed after all of that sex, still ready for more. It was another changed that he had been feeling with the increase sex load. He seemed to become better and better for making love to his mutant beauties. Something in him was changing. Transforming. He needed someone to look at him and tell him what was going on with him. What was changing with him. Someone like the Beast. He was here, but not under his power. He was still building his powerful Psionic power base. His triad of power. Only one of the telepaths were left for the powerful creation he was to create. One that had been placed under major mental stress, making her more susceptible to the transformation that he could create. He linked up with Jean using her telepathy. ::Jean, is she ready for transformation yet?:: He asked his first Slave. ::We have been working on her for that last few hours.:: Jean replied. ::We?:: He asked, curious at what his slave was up to and who she was up to with. Only one other slave was not accounted for. ::Emma? What is she doing with you?:: ::I have been placing Psylocke in a deep sleep and warping her perception of time in her dream.:: Jean told him. ::And I've been using special training to alter her mind without your touch. So far I have her so confused that she can not tell reality from fantasy. Plus I have shown her your image. Making her desire it as she had been excited by the erotic dreams that I have been bombarding her with:: Emma told him, using her mental powers. Peter smiled as he thought about the fate of the ninja telepath. Ready to be re-molded into his image of her. He wonder what dreams that Emma had been showing her. He would have to get her to show him those images. ::Excellent. Get her ready for my presence. I'm going to get ready for that meeting. Plus get Beast under control. I think that it's time to get check ups for us.:: Later... Peter walked into Betsy's room to find the pseudo-Asian sitting on her bed, staring into space. A blank, glazed look in her mind. Her lips slightly pursed, hands over her breasts. He looked in the room to find Jean and Emma in costume, standing in wait.Both gave him a loving look of admiration. "She ready, Master." Jean said. "Thanks to Emma here, her mind is ready for the transformation." "You two, hold on to me as I touch her." he said, pointing to his bare arms. Each one took an arm as her prepared to use his power and create the image in his mind. He then touched Betsy. He pictured the form that he wanted the three of them to take. Each one would have their own identity. Emma the Teacher Dominatrix. Jean the Assistant Seductress. Psylocke his Ninja Lover. But they would also have a collective power as the Triad. The abilities to link minds and become a power collective force with multiple Psionic powers and abilities that would rival the Phoenix, Prof. Xavier and Cerebro. Their minds linked and they become Triad. Plus they could use the minds of other telepaths to increase the power of the Triad ::How may I serve you, Master?:: asked the mega mind telepathically, in the voices of the three mutants. ::Nothing for now, but I will have need of you later. How will I be able to contact you later, when I need you.:: He asked the combined mind. ::Just contact one of the psionic vessels and they will activate us so that we can make your commands reality. Till then we will lie dormant in their minds.:: It said, before fading into the three minds that were the Triad. The two women at his sides pulled away as if commanded by an invisible command, leaving his hand on the ninja. "Hello Master. How my I serve you? Have foes to slay? Enemies for me to spy on? Or can I pleasure you with my concubine knowledge?" The last bit was said with a saucy smile. "I think that it's time for pleasure." He pulled back, starting to strip. "Emma and Jean, I want the two of you to 'entertain' each while I am busy with Betsy here. "Yes, Master." Came the twin reply as they headed for the door, to head to a bedroom for lesbian fun. Peter wished that he could see that, but he was busy now. Plus he could see it later. He had a new conquest to try out. He had only looked away for a second, but in that time Psylocke had changed out of her costume and into her birthday suit. Only her wrist wraps, leg wraps and boot were on. She stood up and walked over to him. "Here, let me help you." She said, as she pulled the clothes off him. It was a quick, yet smooth action that was done with great skill. Soon he was naked as well. "Now, I have to get you ready." She said as she gently pushed him down on the bed. She laid him down, face first. The she walked over to her dresser and opened a drawer and pulled out a vial of something. She poured it out on her hands and rubbed it in. "Special oils from China. Scented with aphrodisiacs, mixed to increased physical pleasure. I'll massage it into your body." As he lay, she started to rub his back. Then he felt like he had died and gone to heaven. The oil went on cool, but warmed up nicely. It caused his body to tingle. It poured into his body and made it feel much more enjoyable. Plus the scent was some kind of fruity, flowery mix that soothed and yet stimulated senses. It started to bring his cock up from just the scent alone. But the oils physical effect was also tenting him up. Psylocke spread it over his body, working it into his muscles. At the same time she used special techniques to work out his tension at the same times she stimulated his erotic points. She even used her breast to add in the massage. Soon Peter was lost in a dream like world and wondered if this was how Psylocke felt while she was being trained by Emma. She then turned him over and started to rub his other side. She started at the top and worked her way down. She caressed his nipples, making them and his cock erect. She rubbed it on his belly, down his legs to his feet. Then she hit his cock, bring a new feeling to his cock than he had ever felt before. Soon, he was rock hard and ready for love making. Then Psylocke started to massage his cock...with her breasts. He was getting a titty fucking from the Asian beauty. She slide it in the chasm that was her cleavage. Each time his head poked out she would tease it with a lick or a suck. He could feel the each sensation in stereo. It was a mind blowing experience. Plus the skill she used in teasing his cock was quite amazing. The she started to give him a blow job. She was an expert in the art of the blow job as she tenderly slide her tongue around his prick. Like it was a piece of sweet candy, she licked and nipped at the cock. There was a great deal of suction as she proceeded with the blow job. It tickled and tangled with the cock. Her even moved air over it in a sexual manner that added to the sensation of the blow job. Peter felt himself build with the pressure. Instead of holding it for the intercourse, he relaxed and let it happen. He felt the juice move down his cock to his lover's waiting mouth. Feeling the building of pressure, he released it into Psylocke's sucking mouth. It was like an ocean of cum that came out of the cock, surging down into Psylocke. She devoured it like a hungry women eating food. And even with that action, small trails of cum squirted out the sides of her mouth. Trickling down her face. It took a while to stop. Then the cock came out and the tongue followed. She licked up the cum that was decorating her face. With a smile, she said, "Tasty." Peter sat up and felt something happening to his penis. It was hardening again, getting ready to fuck Psylocke. It was amazing that his stamina was building up this fast. It was superhuman, and he needed it to bring the woman with him to orgasm. To bring all of his women to orgasm. He was ready in less than a minute and was willing. Without a word, Psylocke crawled over him and stuck his cock in her pussy. It was a loose fit. She moved his hands on her breast. Then her muscles tighten. Her pussy tighten to a perfect fit as it covered his cock. It then started to vibrate in motion. A ripple here, a ripple there. It was milking his cock in a rhythm. Her pussy managed to pull and push out his prick. It was a subtle sign of strength. Then she moved his hands over her breast and body, manipulating his hands and fingers to touch erotic zones on the female body that Peter would find useful in making love to other women. Soon, she was screaming his name. "Yes, Peter! That's they way you do it. Bring me to the Celestial Heavens. Give me Divine Pleasure. Show me the Crest of Pure Satisfaction. YESSSSSSSSS!!!!!" Came her cries. She wriggled in bless as she told them of her delight with her true master. She moved up and down in his lap as he held her tight, yet loose enough to pleasure her with his hands and fingers. Peter could feel her orgasm, her juices stewing as she was placed in the Celestial Heavens as she called it. Yet he held, at the ready. Waiting for the moment to strike with his seed. He had seemed to have developed the perfect time to strike with his cum. And he had found his moment. Transformer Saga Ch. 01-04 He pumped out more cum as Psylocke accepted it into her body. He filled her with his seed, bring completeness to her. Giving her satisfaction. She fell off him. "Thank you, Master! I feel complete and full. I live to please you." She said as she moved to sleep. Her hair spread out in a wave of purple. Peter smiled at the sight of Psylocke's brown pussy. She wasn't a natural purple head. Peter got up and moved to the shower to clean up. He had a physical exam to go through to see how he was changing from the boy who had started this enslavement campaign days ago. It had all started with that decision to create a harem and army to fulfil his every command and pleasure. He had prepared the Lab for just this occasion. Plus had his psionic team of Emma and Jean place the Beast under his power so that he could take the data and use it to discover what was happening to him. So he took as shower getting himself clean from the mess that he had just made. As the water fell on him, he wondered what they would find out about him. Was his power growing, without him knowing what was happening? Or was this some divine punishment for using his powers for a less than heroic purpose? Was it a punishment? Or was it a blessing that he didn't know about yet? All would be revealed with the exam... and a little time. Time he could spend in his favourite activity...fucking women. But which woman would be the next luck recipient of his love? Who would he take next? Would it be an X-men or would he expand his harem to others? What would he do next? Hours Later... Peter stood at the computer looking over Xavier's mutant files on those that had crossed paths with the X-men over the years and Xavier had studied. There was a fair collection of choices for the women that could come into his life. But should he? What with everything going through with his life? Yet he hungered for more women, like some kind of animal. Was that what he was turning into? No a forward mutation, but some kind of throwback? He had gone through the total battery of tests that Beast had placed him through. Poking and prodding every nook and cranny. Taking blood, urine, semen, saliva and hair samples for study. It was all rather invasive. But he wanted to know what was going on. So far he had received little on the changes that he was going through. But there was some information involving his changes in nature. It dealt with his powers. It seemed that they were the source of the changes. The more that he used them, the more they seemed to turn him into what ever it was that he was transforming into. A reaction that was related to his use of his powers on others. It was some kind subconscious action of his abilities. But without further tests, they would know nothing of the actions of the transformation that he was causing on himself. But did he have to use his powers for the time being while the tests were going on. He had the Triad on his side. A combination of three of the most powerful psionic telepaths on earth, merged into a group mind that could accomplish anything. Already, he had used them through Jean to subvert all of the X-men in the manor into his service. All of the males were subservient to him and willing to die for him. All of the females were submissive to him, and were willing to bare his children. Everything in the manor was in his power. Already, Emma was teaching classes full of the X-women into the ways of pleasuring him and getting themselves pregnant. They were also trained in using their powers to pleasure and aid him in mission for power and sexual delight. He had a selection of women to choose from. He wanted them all, yet he wanted more. He also discovered that he liked to hold power over other and use that power to get what he wanted. And to him, power granted him sexual desires. Especially over women. He looked at women that could help him gain more powers over others. Looking for women he could conquer using his slaves rather than his powers for the moment. There were many, both on the X-men's side of 'Good' and on their opposing side. All were sexy women that he could have as slaves as well as useful servants. He could even use the X-men's various connections to collect them all. He thought of that and wonder if he could get what he wanted for here. He smiled as he prepared to make his move in collecting slaves for his power structure. Collecting those that could help him create the life that he wanted to hold. Soon, he would be an unstoppable force. And the world would be remade in his image. Into a perfect world. That gave Peter great joy.