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Mary Marvel Makes a Wish	By : tooshoes Category: DC Verse Comics > Marvel Family Views: 5386 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Shazam family of characters, nor any other comic book characters in this story. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 8
- 9
Mary went to the Vasquez foster home, arriving shortly before dawn, but the sky was still as black as midnight.
She knocked on the door, and Victor and Rosa answered the door in their pajamas. The rest of the family stood behind them, including Billy and Freddy, all wearing similar pajamas, as if the family had purchased the pajamas in a set at Whizmart.
"Hi Mr. and Mrs. Vasquez," Mary said with doe eyes. She had her cape wrapped around her costume for warmth, but all the Vasquezes could see of her body was her arms and lower legs, because she was carrying a huge stuffed tiger in front of her, clutching it as though her life depended on it.
"Hello sweetie," Rosa said while rubbing his eyes. "And who are you?"
"I'm ..." Mary said, and then she started to cry. "I'm Mary."
"Oh Mary!" Rosa said, embarrassed. She put her arm around the girl and led her inside. "I'm sorry, it's dark outside and we're tired."
Mary Bromfield had been an occasional visitor to the Vasquez home, and Mary Marvel resembled Mary Bromfield, so Rosa had naturally blamed herself for not recognizing the distressed girl.
Billy and Freddy had told the Vasquezes several times about Mary's troubled relationship with her dad, and the generous couple promised Mary that she could consider their home as her sanctuary. Seeing her arrive unannounced at their front door was not a big surprise, not even so early in the morning.
Victor yawned while saying, "Welcome aboard, Mary."
Rosa asked, "Did you come just for today or long term?"
Mary clutched the tiger tighter and tears flowed down her cheeks.
"Don't worry, sweetie, we'll figure it out later," Rosa said. "We're going back to bed. Billy and Freddy, she'll stay in your room in the meantime. Give her the inflatable mattress, if she needs to sleep."
"She can take my bed," Freddy offered.
"Thank you, Freddy," Mary replied affectionately, and then she offered a weary smile to everyone else.
***
Most of the family went back to their beds to finish sleeping, as though such arrivals happen every night.
But Billy and Freddy had already been up all night, and they had no intention to sleep, now.
After Billy, Mary and Freddy closed the door to their bedroom, Mary walked directly to Freddy's bed, put Tawky Tawny on the mattress and cuddled up beside it, facing away from the boys with her eyes closed.
Billy and Freddy wanted to talk as much as Mary wanted to sleep.
The boys glanced at each other, confused, then looked back at Mary.
"Her costume changed," Freddy observed aloud.
"It's not just the costume," Billy added. "She looks ... different."
Mary frowned, annoyed that they were looking at her, so she grabbed the blankets and pulled them up over her body.
Except that Mary forgot that as Mary Marvel she couldn't wear anything besides her costume. So when she pulled the blanket over her body, it dragged her skirt up her backside before disappearing, exposing the red slap marks covering Mary's ass.
"Oh my God!" Billy said, alarmed.
"Did your father do that?" Freddy asked angrily.
"Shazam," she said quietly, and a spark of electricity shot between the power outlet and her body, and suddenly she was Mary Bromfield again.
The red marks disappeared, as well as the blisters from her long walk and the dried sweat and tears and the piss that had run down her legs. She was now as clean as if she had walked out of the shower. But Billy and Freddy did not see any of that, because now the blanket reappeared over her body, covering everything.
Changing back in Mary Bromfield was the only power she was grateful for at that moment.
She shivered under the blanket, afraid that Billy and Freddy would ask her more questions.
To her surprise, they each kissed her on the back of the head before turning off the light.
Then they left the room.
"Thank you," she moaned before the boys closed the door, and within a minute, she was fast asleep.
***
When Mary went to sleep, she returned to Shazam's cave, this time in Mary Bromsfield's body. She was naked except for a blanket wrapped around her, as though she was transported directly from the bed in the Vasquez home to the wizard's presence.
Mary looked like she felt, and Shazam politely asked her what was wrong.
Mary wept, asking, "What isn't wrong? I don't know who I am, anymore. I don't know where I belong. I don't know what I want."
Shazam shakes his head, "You have those answers inside of you, but you refuse to see them."
Mary stamps her foot angrily and says, "Then why don't you just tell me?"
"Nobody can tell you who you are, where you belong, or what you want," Shazam replies sincerely. "Not the gods, not the Fates, and not even me. I can see all of eternity, but close up, everything is a blur. That is because you are your own person and only you get to decide who the answers to those questions. Many forces push us this way and that, but you make choices every step of the way, even if you can't choose the destination."
"Then why don't I feel like I'm making any decisions," Mary complains.
"Because you are the daughter of Peitharchia, the spirt of obediance," Shazam reveals.
"Wh-what?" Mary asks.
"Mary, as you know by now, you and your friends were never ordinary children. You were not born out of love or by accident. You have each been conceived by the mixing of a sperm, a genetically modified egg, and a heavy dose of magic. The scientists at Beckville had harnessed the powers of the gods and blended them into your cells, not for your benefit but for theirs. You were designed to be your father's slave, and your friends were designed as experiments and then discarded. But you and your friends are more special than anyone could have imagined. The evil doers, in their arrogance, stepped on divine turf, offending the gods and the Fates. They continue to do so to this day. All of the creatures they create are bastard children of the gods, and the gods curiously follow their children's exploits. They rarely get involved, but they have taken a special interest in your drama. They decided to let the most obedient girl in the world choose her own fate, just to see what you would do. Not surprisingly, you chose the powers and the life that your father would want you to have. The drama would have ended there, but the Fates intervened, because only Lachesis has ultimate control over the path of anyone's life."
Mary was reeling, trying to understand Shazam's crazy story. Every character in this story was messing with her life. Her father and those people at the orphanage were all horrible. The gods were not much better, offering her powers but only for their entertainment. Shazam himself told her the truth, but he let her screw up without giving her wisdom when she needed it. She felt like everyone was messing with her, yet now Shazam told her that yet more forces were tinkering with her destiny. "Who is Lachesis? What did he do to me?"
Shazam raised an eyebrow, surprised that she didn't understand. "She allowed you to escape your father's control."
Mary still looked confused for a moment longer, and then it suddenly hit her. "You mean my tiger?"
Shazam nodded. "The Fates gave life and power to the only part of you that that isn't obedient."
Thinking of Tawky Tawny made Mary smile. Her imaginary friend had always been there for her when nobody else was. He was always on her side. She felt that she could trust him even if she couldn't trust herself, because he was the better part of her. Now she knew that he could actually come to life, at the whim of the Fates.
But she still didn't understand why anything she did mattered to anyone. "So you are saying that I can make my own decisions, but my decisions don't matter, because the Fates have my whole life planned out. So what do my decisions matter if they don't change anything?"
"Your decisions make all of the difference in the world," Shazam countered. "You feel most comfortable when you are obedient, but remember that everything you do is a choice. To a person without choices, a comfortable life is torture, devoid of energy. But a free person could walk through the fires of hell with a smile and never be burned. To a free person, fate and choice are the same thing."
Mary looked at him skeptically. "I'm sorry, but this all sounds like bullshit."
Shazam smiled. "That's right, Mary Marvel. That's exactly the attitude to have."
***
Six hours later, Billy and Freddy were two rooms over, eating sandwiches and watching Eugene crush all comers at Splatoon, when suddenly the lights dimmed and Eugene's connection to the internet cut out, killing his game.
"Fuck!" Eugene said and then suddenly looked up to make sure his adoptive parents didn't hear him curse.
Billy and Freddy looked at each other and dropped their sandwiches. They ran to their bedroom and quickly closed the door behind them.
A thin puff of smoke hung in the room, like someone was smoking a cigarette, except the smoke smelled like ozone rather than tobacco.
Mary Marvel was standing in front of a mirror, looking at herself.
She turned around and smiled at the brothers, and then she gave each a hug. "Thanks for letting me sleep. I really needed that."
"Anything to help," Freddy said sincerely.
"It's great to see you smiling again!" Billy added enthusiastically.
"Did I screw up last night coming here as Mary Marvel?" Mary asked, suddenly concerned. "I didn't have any clothes on when I changed, so I didn't know what else to do."
Billy shrugged and smiled reassuringly. "Everyone was half asleep, and you were holding that giant stuffed animal. I think you're safe. I'm sure we have pajamas that will fit when you want to meet everyone again for real."
Mary laughed. "Let me wear this costume for a little bit, though, because I never know what I'll get next!"
"You look nice in this," Billy agreed.
Both boys looked her over, but not in a creepy way. This version of Mary Marvel looked relatively modest. Her hair was perfectly combed and set. Her cheeks appeared blushed, and her lips were pink, despite not wearing make-up. Her costume was red again, like yesterday, but this time the fabric was made of linen, and her skirt dropped almost to her knees.
"I know, right?" Mary said with a smile, and she turned around, showing off her latest look, and then she laughed. "But still no underwear. I wonder if the wizard even knows underwear exists. But at least with this costume, nobody will find out unless I want them to!"
"Yeah, you look great!" Freddy said truthfully, but Mary could tell that he liked her previous look more.
Mary giggled and hugged him again. "Thanks Freddy."
Then the three looked at each other, unsure of what to say next.
Finally, Freddy nervously attempted to break the silence. "We're so glad you are okay. Last night, you seemed ... broken."
Billy nodded. "Do you want to talk about what happened?"
Mary swallowed and shook her head. Then she smiled reassuringly. "I want to put all of that behind me. You guys were right all along about my dad. I don't ever want to go back. Do you think your parents will let me stay here permanently?"
"Will your father fight it?" Freddy asked nervously.
Mary just looked down.
Billy predicted with a hint of anger, "I doubt it, considering how much dirt we have on him."
"You don't know my dad," Mary said, shaking her head.
"The Vasquezes will fight for you," Billy reassured. "Besides, you are sixteen, which will make it easier to get emancipation ... if that's what you want."
Mary looked down, appearing to have second thoughts, but then she said. "I don't know what I want, but I know I can't go back there. Not ever."
Then followed another awkward silence, with the boys looking at her, smiling.
"What are you looking at?" Mary asked, smiling too. "Why aren't you in costume, too?"
The boys laughed.
Billy said, "Shazam!"
Freddy said, "Mary Marvel!"
And two more flashes and puffs of ozone filled the room.
And Eugene cried out his frustration once again from the other side of the house.
Now all three Marvels were together again.
This time, Mary was the creepy one looking Freddy over because his normally crippled body became ripped, and his pants did nothing to hide his now ample assets.
"Hey, my eyes are up here!" Freddy complained playfully.
Mary giggled. "You guys look amazing! I would have thought you would be outside having fun with your new powers, and not waiting around the house for me to wake up!"
Billy and Freddy glanced at each other.
"We don't have any powers," Freddy explained.
"What?" Mary asked, upset. "But the wizard..."
"We think we understand why," Billy said calmly. "We weren't listening to the wizard carefully when we were there. He told us that while you had your special powers, then we would have ours. But you were just Mary Bromfield earlier, while you slept. Even though you were in costume when you arrived last night, you looked exhausted and devastated, so our powers were exhausted, too. I think you are the source of our powers, and our powers are only as strong as yours."
"Wow!" Mary said, saddened. "I'm sorry, I wanted to give it all to you guys, but I screwed up."
Freddy put his arms around Mary, saying, "Oh, Mary, don't be silly. We are a team, so as long as we work together, we'll be unbeatable!"
"Exactly!" Billy added, "This will require some coordination, but I think that will just make it more fun!"
While Freddy embraced Mary, his feelings started to change, and Mary was surprised when his cock hardened in his costume and pressed against her belly.
She stepped back and looked down. His hardening cock slid up under his leggings like a snake, and the fabric contoured to its shape.
Freddy took a step back and covered his groin. "Oh God, Mary, I'm sorry!"
Mary giggled, also flustered. "That's okay!"
"Look at yourself, Mary!" Billy said sheepishly, pointing at her skirt. "Your costume is like a mood ring!"
She looked down and then covered her mouth and gasped. "Oh no!"
Her skirt was shortening while they looked, and the linen of her costume was morphing into a satiny, semi-sheer mesh. Her heels grew longer. Her lips looked redder. Within a few seconds, Mary Marvel looked exactly like when she had first appeared to the boys.
While Mary changed, Billy began to feel stronger. He clapped his hands together loud enough to shake the walls, and he smiled: "Thank you, Mary!"
Freddy dropped his crutch and suddenly floated in the air. He looked excitedly at Mary. "Look at me, I'm flying!"
Mary blushed, both embarrassed and thrilled. "I'm happy for both of you, but I hope I don't have to look and feel ... like this, every time so you two can have your powers!"
"What are you complaining about?" Freddy said obtusely. "You look amazing!"
Mary made a sound between a growl and a purr. She playfully grabbed his leg and pulled him back down to the floor. She looked up into his eyes and demanded, "Do you even care how I feel, big boy?"
But she didn't wait for him to answer. She wanted to show him.
The new hunky Freddy Marvel was much taller than the petite Mary Marvel, even with her three-inch heels making up some of the gap, so Mary wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled herself up, wrapping her legs wrap around his hips. They laughed, because they could never do this before, but now he was stronger and Mary Marvel didn't weigh much more than a child.
This was a fantasy they had shared, but they never had the confidence to take their feelings further.
Now the gods had gifted them perfect bodies and supercharged libidos, like pouring lighter fluid over a barely suppressed flame. They kissed with a passion that they had only hinted at having for a long time.
Billy smiled, happy for his best friends who had awkwardly flirted for years, but then he looked away, feeling like he didn't belong in his own bedroom.
Mary was, after all, his sister, and if she moved into the Vasquez house, she would be Freddy's sister as well. This would get awkward, to say the least. Also, whenever she changed back to Mary Bromfield and her normal sensibilities, she would go through an identity crisis.
Billy wondered if the cost for his and Freddy's amazing powers was not too high a price for Mary to pay.
But the consequences were the last thing on Mary's and Freddy's mind. Billy decided that if their clothes started to come off, he would leave the room for his own emotional well being.
He wandered toward the window at the front of the house and looked outside.
There he saw a curious sight that distracted him from the kissing and moans behind him.
A giant van, almost big enough to be a bus, had pulled across the street of the Vasquez home. A moment later, a second, much smaller van with the words "SNN/Fawcett City News" written on the side pulled over a few houses down the street.
That got Billy's attention. SNN broadcasts have been controversial in recent years, always seeming to catch the most outrageous stories on camera. They exploit a law that allows uncensored coverage of breaking news events. SNN always seems to be in the right place at the right time.
So Billy knew that something big was about to happen.
He watched in amazement when a famous, old scientist named Dr. Sivana stepped out of the larger van. He had made waves in recent years by claiming that he had succeeded in combining genetics with magic. Nobody had taken him seriously, until he unveiled some of his creations, which he called super-people. Suddenly, he and his super-people were appearing on every talk show, explaining how the combination of science and magic could benefit humanity.
Now Billy watched Dr. Sivana lead his super-people out of the van across the street from his home!
Dr. Sivana's first genetically created man was a brute named Ibac. He stood eight feet tall and was well dressed, though Billy couldn't imagine where he might have got his clothes from.
Equally well dressed, and looking nothing like a monster was a woman named Nyola. She was reported to have some kind of psychic or magical power over local weather.
A third super-person had a crocodile head and tail, but the rest of him looked man-like, except for his green, scaled skin.
The largest of the super-people was given the uninspired name of Octo. He looked like a giant octopus but with a human-like mouth, eyes and skin, and he walked like a spider.
Billy had seen thousands of memes circulated through social media about this "Monster Society of Evil." He even discussed the topic on his YouTube channel, saying that the super-people gave him the creeps. But now, he, Mary and Freddy might reasonably be considered super-people themselves, so he watched them with curiosity.
His curiosity changed to concern when he saw the last person to exit from the bus. It was none other than Dr. Minerva, the elderly woman from the Home for Little Wanderers – the same woman who had had all three of the former orphans kidnapped last night. And now she and the Monster Society were crossing the street and approached the Vasquez home!
"Holy moley, guys, I think we have a problem!" Billy yelled and then ran to the front door.
The alarm in Billy's voice was so great that Mary and Freddy somehow disengaged their bodies. Instinctively, Mary grabbed her stuffed tiger and Freddy grabbed his crutch, and they followed Billy out the door.
The strange mix of creatures paused as the three marvels stepped outside.
"What are you looking for?" asked Billy/Captain Marvel.
Dr. Minerva replied. "We are looking for her – the one who calls herself Mary Marvel."
At the mention of Mary's name, the air seemed ripe with electricity.
Captain Marvel and Lieutenant Marvel looked at Mary Marvel. She appeared cartoonishly vulnerable with her baby face and clutching her giant stuffed animal.
"What do you want with her?" the Captain demanded.
"That is none of your concern, but if you must know, she has caused considerable property damage," Minerva accused. "Besides, she is also a runaway, and her father wants her back."
Captain Marvel frowned. "Since when do scientists and their creations get involved with social work?"
Dr. Minerva took note of the television cameras and pedestrians with cell phones who were already recording the event, and she sighed.
The other doctor, Thaddeus Sivana, stepped forward menacingly. "Fine. We are going to use your pretty little friend to achieve world domination. Does that sound more credible?" he shouted and then nodded at Ibac.
The giant nodded back and marched towards Mary with determination is his eyes.
Captain Marvel met Ibac halfway and hit his jaw with a left hook hard enough that bystanders felt the concussion.
But the impact barely turned Ibac's jaw!
Captain Marvel's eyes opened wide in surprise. He didn't think that he was holding back, but he tried again with all of his might, and Ibac didn't flinch!
Then Ibac grabbed Captain Marvel and instantly had him in a full nelson, stunning the new hero. Cap jumped, attempting to fly and break free, but Ibac held him down easily. Ibac did not appear to be very heavy, but Cap didn't have enough strength to carry them both. He glanced at Mary and realized that she was nervous, and her nervousness was sapping his powers!
Freddy, aka Lieutenant Marvel, having seen his friend's failure, did not attack the monsters directly. He didn't have super strength, but he did have super speed, so he used his crutch like a baseball bat and struck Ibac on the forehead, striking and withdrawing before the giant could react.
Still, the attack bothered Ibac about as much as a mosquito bothers most people.
The crocodile man attempted to snatch Lieutenant Marvel with his mouth, but the normally handicapped boy jumped and continued his attack from the air, knocking out one of his reptilian teeth.
Freddy managed to get several ineffective strikes in, when Nyola, who was dressed in Aztec garb, closed her eyes and said a prayer.
Suddenly, a lightning bolt struck Lieutenant Marvel in mid-flight, changing the boy back into Freddy. His momentum sent him directly into the arms of the crocodile-man that was trying to bite Freddy's head off. But now the crocodile man was content holding Freddy tightly with his green hand over Freddy's mouth.
Finally, surprising everybody, Mary's stuffed tiger leapt from her arms and charged at Ibac, hoping to free Captain Marvel, but Ibac dispatched of Tawky Tawny with a kick to the tiger's head, knocking Mary's last defender back into a non-magical stuffed animal.
Mary looked around anxiously, knowing that if her mighty friends could do nothing against the monsters, then what hope did she have? But while Mary Bromfield might have run away or at least cowered, Mary Marvel did not give up hope.
After all, she was a free girl, wasn't she? She could make her own decisions, and she didn't need to be afraid. That was what the wizard promised, anyway.
Mary Marvel confidently approached Dr. Minerva, who seemed to be a leader of the group, and gave a reassuring smile, trying to charm the old lady. "Please excuse my friends. They are just so protective of me. I'll come with you willingly, and when we are gone, will you please let them go?"
She held forward both hands, fingers bowed, offering to be cuffed and taken away.
But Mary misjudged Dr. Minerva.
The feeble appearing woman merely smiled and grabbed Mary's left hand and arm and, in less than a second, she had expertly put Mary in a rear wrist lock, with Mary's arm pinned and wrenched up behind her back!
"Ow ow ow!" Mary cried out, bending over, now bare-assed and rendered helpless by the feeble of grip of the old woman's hand.
"Foolish little girl!" Dr. Minerva spat in her ear from behind. "You have ruined everything, Mary Marvel, exposing our business to scrutiny and alienating a powerful ally we had in your father! Do you really think we'll let you charm your way out of this?"
"I guess not, but thank you for confessing to everything in front of the media!" Mary replied defiantly despite the pain while she smiled playfully at one of the Whiz cameramen standing behind them.
For that, the wicked old bitch twisted Mary's arm to the edge of breaking, and her gods-given over-confidence and bravery abandoned the weak-willed heroine at once!
"Owww! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please stop! What do you want?" the suddenly disillusioned girl begged tearfully when the doctor twisted her sideways, forcing her to land awkwardly on a knee with one hand and one leg outstretched to keep her body from turning completely over, which would have broken her arm. Her cheek now pressed into the pavement with her pussy and ass pointing upward, in the most disgraceful position possible!
Mary felt the gods laughing at her for being so foolish!
The cameraman who showed little interest in her defiant smile a moment ago now broadcasted away eagerly, more interested in Mary's humiliation than in her lame attempt at heroism.
"What do I want?" Dr. Minera echoed while crouching beside Mary, maintaining the painful pin to Mary's arm and whispering mysteriously into her ear, "I want to show the world that you are a freak, Mary Marvel. You are our creation, just like my friends here who are so often called 'monsters'!"
"Please, don't hurt me!" Mary begged pathetically.
"Oh, I'm going to give you what you deserve, lil miss Mary Marvel," Minerva threatened while pulling Mary's skirt and cape forward. "And I'll have fun doing it, because you have been a very bad little girl!"
Mary swallowed, bracing for yet another spanking.
She cried out when the doctor's palm struck her bare ass, but the pain was mostly in her imagination. In truth the old hag's slap barely hurt at all. The doctor slapped again, and the second slap hurt even less. Then she stopped slapping altogether and began stroking Mary's ass with a very gentle touch.
Mary held her breath in disbelief.
Dr Minerva didn't want to torture Mary; she wanted to humiliate Mary in front of her family and in front of the world!
Mary gasped when Dr. Minerva spreads her pussy lips with two fingers and narrated for the cameraman. "Mary Marvel might have a baby face and act innocent, but she is no good girl! She is a slut for humiliation! Take a look at how wet she is! She wants this!
Oh my God, this old bitch wants to fuck me!! Mary thought, disgusted and excited.
But the doctor's lust shouldn't have come as a surprise, since Dr. Minerva had said Mary Marvel's name several times, and despite Dr. Minerva's advanced age, Mary's charms had the same effect on her as it had on everyone else. Mary Marvel's name was one of the few powers she had left, and it was a potent one!
But it was also Mary's greatest weakness!
She looked around at the reporters, the onlookers, and even the criminals, who were all talking amongst themselves. They were also saying her name, enjoying how it rolled off their tongues and sending impulses through their bodies.
She looked at her clueless new family members, who were watching from the windows of their home. Were they saying her name, too?
Mary squirmed when the doctor started a vaginal exam, moving her fingers in and out. Mary gasped again when the doctor spread the hood over her clit and talked to the camera like she was narrating a documentary. "See, she likes it! Can't get enough! Mary Marvel is a super slut! Notice how swollen and excited she is!"
The doctor then drew little circles around Mary's clit.
Mary's body quaked, and fresh pussy juice dribbled over the doctor's fingers, like ice cream in the summer heat. Another of Mary's humiliating powers?
And with that thought came an unthinkable hope. The wizard had said that Billy's and Freddy's powers would grow when Mary's power grew, but the source of Mary's power was her feelings, and she was fighting her feelings. She was trying to bury them, the way she had always been taught to.
But fighting her feelings was a choice!
Instead, Mary decided to embrace her disgrace. The wizard himself said those feelings were not sinful – it was just how she used her feelings that mattered.
So Mary turned off her mind and let the sensations take over: The fingers in her pussy. The ground against her knees. The pain in her elbow. The many fantasies she was inspiring into those ogling her in her disgraceful state. It all fed her excitement!
She glanced at Ibac, who was still holding Captain Marvel in a full nelson, but the giant was now struggling to control the Big Red Cheese.
Mary's costume dwindled along with her resistance. She pulled at her dress and cape, and both tore as easily as tissue paper, and soon all that remained were Mary boots. Now, nearly naked, Mary moaned and leaned against the doctor while caressing her tits with her free hand, begging the doctor to have her way with Mary.
"You little slut!" the doctor spat, and then she let go of Mary's hand and took several steps away.
Mary crawled after her like a lost dog following its master.
"Stand up! Have you dignity at all?" the doctor chastised her with a crooked smile.
Mary stumbled to her feet and was barely able to stand in her high heels. She was drunk with sexual longing. Everywhere she looked, eyes were following her, so she looked at the ground. But she still felt their eyes on her body, making every inch of her skin ache.
"Oh, no!" Mary cried, wondering what was wrong with her. The sudden onslaught of shame was unbearable. This was all a big mistake!
Billy and Freddy watched helplessly, while both her strength and theirs dwindled.
Everyone was watching her, not just on this street but at the other end of the news cameras and cell phones. Those not watching live would catch her online, and she doubted that her being only sixteen wouldn't change any of that. She would be the center of attention while everyone said her name, leering at her body, yet she never felt so alone.
The humiliation became too much, and Mary broke out crying. She needed someone to touch her, either a hug or a fuck, she didn't care who or which.
Dr. Sivana stood beside Dr. Minerva and laughed, saying, "Yes, she will do nicely."
"What?!" Mary cried out, confused. Now she felt threatened as well as disgraced, so she covered her tits and her pussy with her hands and walked awkwardly towards the Vazquezs's house in a hopeless attempt to escape.
"Octo! Take Mary Marvel!" she heard Dr. Sivana command.
The giant octopus man moved surprisingly quickly and blocked Mary's path to the house. The beast's skin had changed color from a brownish tan to red.
"M-M-Mary M-M-Marvel!!!" the beast repeated her name with a dim-witted grin and laugh.
Mary stumbled backward in disbelief, tripping over her high heels and landing once again on her ass.
"M-M-Mary Marvel!!!" Octo said again, this time more excited, as it crawled toward her, moving like a spider.
Mary turned over and climbed to her feet, but Octo snared each of her boots with a tentacle.
Mary flailed her arms about, trying to keep her balance, only to have more tentacles wrap around her arms and shoulders.
Then Octo lifted Mary into the air like a prize and pulled her back against his body.
"M-M-Mary M-M-Marvel!!!" Octo whooped again, sending spittle over her back and pulling Mary's legs apart so that her pussy opened up like her gasping mouth.
The tentacles lifting her shoulders slid underneath her snakelike and then slithered onto her chest. The appendages were very warm and had human-like skin, but the little suckers underneath were wet, like many tongues. When they found Mary's nipples, they latched on like mouths searching for milk. Mary squirmed, trying to get away, and but she found herself getting excited against her will. She was breathing too hard and fast!
Then she almost stopped breathing altogether when two more tentacles appeared from out of nowhere. These were smaller than the others and were smoother, having no suckers.
Instead, on the ends of each, like attachments, were giant penises! Each was like a clone of her Daddy's cock!
"M-M-Mary M-M-Marvel!!!" the beast said yet again, each time boosting his excitement.
His dual cocks now oozed precum, and each wanted a piece of her!
Mary thrashed about, overcome by her own excitement and fear, and not knowing what to do, she did perhaps the worst thing that she could do.
She said, "Shazam!"
And after a flash of light and a brief moment of disorientation, she was still naked and entangled in Octo's tentacles. But now she had Mary Bromsfield's less perfect body. Her boobs were a bit lopsided and small. She had noticeable stubble where she had shaved her body hair. Her physique was slightly more masculine.
She thought that seeing her now would make the monster and everyone else who had been invoking her name lose interest in her.
She thought that in this body, she would lose all of the excitement that had built up.
She thought wrong. The magic had gone too far to be reversed. Mary still felt humiliated, afraid and horny. Her pussy was still dripping wet, and the lecherous media were still angling for a better look.
And Octo still had every intention of fucking her!
Apparently, the unaltered Mary Bromfield was more fuckable than she had ever realized, but it was a bad time to learn that lesson.
The only thing that did change was that Captain Marvel and Lieutenant Marvel could not feed off of her magic unless she was Mary Marvel. While she was Mary Bromfield, none of them had any chance of escaping.
So she needed to change back.
But when she was about to try, her magic spell was muffled by a cock pressing against her mouth!
She turned her head away, but then the other cock plunged into her pussy, making her cry out, and as soon as she opened her mouth, Octo slipped between her lips.
She winced at the salty invasion. Her body stiffened. Her pussy betrayed her will.
She panicked, trying to push the tentacles away, but despite their soft skin, they were determined and were as strong as bone.
She struggled and fought as though her life depended on it. She thrashed and wept.
But when she tired out, she realized that her life did not depend on her getting away.
Octo wasn't trying to hurt her. He could have crushed her easily or made her do whatever he wanted. He could have destroyed her mouth and pussy out of carelessness or violent lust.
But he was just fucking her, and not aggressively, either.
His many suckers suckled on her nipples and massaged her breasts and kissed up and down her thighs.
His cocks slid gently in and out of her pussy and mouth, not even deep enough to make her choke.
That's when Mary realized that Octo was making love to her.
He wasn't a monster at all. Out of everyone on this street, he was probably the most confused. Then, when he had called Mary's name, he had discovered love.
Finally, Mary understood.
Octo was like her. He was created by uncaring monsters, but he wasn't a monster himself. He was also a child of the gods. He was also confused and lonely. And both she and he were now drunk with the power of her pussy and her name.
Mary stroked his tentacles with her fingers. She felt his muscles and heartbeat through his throbbing flesh.
He pressed up against her ass with one tentacle, so the smaller one could fuck her pussy faster.
His other cock dribbled saltiness onto her tongue. He didn't taste bad.
She wrapped her hands around the cock, guiding him deeper into her mouth, choosing to make love to him in return!
She rested her body in his gentle embrace and let Octo have his way with her, and once she gave in, she discovered that the gods had give Octo a kind of magic in those tentacles!
His suckers kissed and licked and smelled every part of her body at once – it was more sensual than she could have imagined!
But this strange, increasingly tender scene was not the revenge that Dr. Minerva had planned for Mary.
The evil doctor approached and commanded, "Octo, fuck Mary Marvel in the ass!"
Mary stared at the doctor with wide eyes, knowing that her virgin ass couldn't handle such a huge cock, but Octo immediately pulled out from Mary's mouth and dragged the cock down her body.
Mary did not miss the opportunity to say "Shazam!"
And instantly she was Mary Marvel again, costume and all.
Back again was that crazy confidence, that intoxicating magic, and of course, that sexual appetite!
Octo was momentarily confused, but he quickly destroyed the new costume in short order and picked up where he left off.
But this time, Mary wanted some say in the matter.
She managed to turn her body around, so now she was facing her eight-legged lover.
She gazed into his giant brown eyes and touched his cheek tenderly, praising, "Oh, Octo, you are so beautiful!"
She giggled when his suckers went back to work, and her pussy eagerly welcomed his cock back inside, but she grabbed the other cock that was headed for her anus. She pulled it up to her bosom and begged, "Please say my name, Octo! I love it when you say my name!"
"M-Mary M-Marvel!!!" Octo responded enthusiastically.
"Oh, Octo!" Mary cried out, throwing her head back while his suckers went to work. One of the suckers latched onto her clit, sucking and sliding around, until he found the rhythm that made her throw her head back and cry out loudly, "Oh, Octo, say it again!"
"M-M-Mary M-M-Marvel!!!" Octo repeated, his voice rising an octave.
His tentacles tightened around her thighs, and his cock fucked her pussy faster.
Mary stroked his other cock with both of her hands.
"Oh, Octo, say it again and again and again!" Mary begged, and then she licked his cock like a popsicle and worked him with her hands and tongue.
"M-M-Mary M-M-Marvel!!!" Octo cried out and pulled Mary's body so close that she could feel his lips against her belly.
"Ohhhh Octoooo!" Mary cried out, and tremors shook through her body.
"M-M-Mary M-M-Marvel!" Octo said and then licked from her navel to her throat with a tongue the size of a towel while his suckers explored her backside, sending waves of ecstasy through his muse.
Mary's vision disintegrated into a cascade of fireworks.
"Ohhh...!" Mary started as Octo's cock slipped out of her hands and into her mouth.
He fucked her faster, yet time seemed to slow down. He fucked her harder, yet any pain dissolved into her orgasms. He fucked her deeper, yet her body opened up, letting him go wherever he wanted to go.
She heard Octo groaning out her name one last time, stretching it out, but he didn't get past "MMMAAARRRYYYYYY" before she felt the shaking through his tentacles.
He was about to erupt!
His cock was halfway down her throat when a pint of cum shot straight down into her stomach. His other cock was trapped in her pussy and couldn't release all of his cum.
He pulled out of her pussy first to relieve the pressure, and cum sprayed in all directions, splattering on her belly, crotch and thighs. Then he pulled out of her mouth and came again on her face, hair and chest.
Mary coughed, sending some of his cum back at him.
And finally it was over with both of their sexual energies completely spent.
Octo cradled Mary in his tentacles, and she stroked his cheek affectionately. She licked his surprisingly sweet cum off of her lips and smiled.
"Mary?" she heard Captain Marvel's voice say behind her, and she turned her head.
The two other Marvels were standing five feet away looking at her.
She looked behind them and saw Ibac laying unconscious on the ground, and the rest of the Monster Society of Evil were being loaded into Police vehicles.
"Oh!" Mary said, coming out of her daze. "I guess my plan worked."
"Your plan?" Billy challenged.
Mary didn't answer. Instead, she merely blushed underneath the cum on her face, but multiple, earth-shattering orgasms limited her ability to feel shame at the moment. She climbed out of Octo's embrace and gave him a hug and kiss before turning back to her friends.
"They aren't going to take Octo to jail, too, are they? He didn't do anything wrong," Mary pleaded.
"What about raping a minor in public?" Billy countered, ignoring Mary's compromised condition. "They will detain Octo and the rest of them, but legally, they can't really charge a human-octopus as a criminal. They can't charge you with a crime, either, even though you were clearly a willing participant in the end. That SNN reporter was calling you a slut at first, but after throwing your name around a few times, he had nothing but positive things to say. Even so, if you keep standing here, looking like this, you might be tempting fate."
"Oh," Mary said, suddenly appreciating the gravity of the situation, and when she looked at her cum-covered, naked body, she appreciated how hard the boys were trying not to shame her.
"Well, I don't want to tempt the Fates again," she said with a giggle, and then she took a heroic pose and said, "Shazam!"
Then, before she could think twice, she repeated "Shazam!"
After two powerful blasts of lightning, Mary Marvel's appearance was reset. Every hair on her head was back in place, and her body was as clean as if she had just exited a shower.
The reset included a fresh, new costume, which was much like her very first Mary Marvel costume, except that now the red fabric and her white cape were completely transparent. It was like looking through colored window screens. Her nipples, pussy and every other feature in her anatomy showed as clearly as if she was wearing nothing at all!
Mary was delighted with her scandalous attire. "Wow, look at me! Aphrodite is a fashion goddess!"
Billy was less impressed. "Just because it has a lightning bolt doesn't make this a costume!"
"But I love it!" Mary objected while turning around to give them a full look. "I hope it stays like this!"
"The gods are trying to get you in trouble," Billy insisted. "I really think we need to do something about this."
"You do?" Mary asked, hesitating. Whenever Billy made a suggestion, Mary always went along. But not this time. "I ... I don't agree. I think that the more people talk about me, the more they'll love how I look!"
Billy couldn't argue that point, but he still didn't like it. "You aren't embarrassed at all? I don't mean the costume. I mean ... about everything that just happened."
Billy and Freddy just stared at Mary, wondering if she was in shock. She should feel humiliated, but she was anything but. It was like trauma had burned out that part of her mind.
Mary took a moment to reflect, and then she smiled and said, "Nope! Not anymore! I tried shame, but that made everything worse. If I'm going to be Mary Marvel, then I'm going to own it!"
Freddy smiled, too. "Well, there is no point in focusing on the negative."
"Exactly!" Mary agreed.
Billy just shook his head, annoyed. Freddy had always had blind spots where Mary was concerned, but now Freddy literally changes when he says her name, physically and emotionally, so of course he'll see things like she does. But Billy was determined to keep a clear head. Maybe the wisdom of Solomon protected him from the power of her name. He'll use that wisdom to protect his friends even if they don't think they need protection.
Then Billy looked up and saw police and reporters heading their way.
"I think we'd better go," Billy said.
Mary thought for a second, and then she nodded. She wasn't ashamed, but she also knew that she wasn't ready to answer the kinds of questions the reporters were sure to ask. They needed to plan that out. So she retrieved her stuffed tiger and planned to head back to the Vasquez house.
But Billy had different plans. He put his hands under Mary's arms and lifted her and her tiger into the air.
Freddy followed close behind, and a few seconds later, the Marvel family was halfway across the city.
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