Enticing Offers(Raven Darkholme/Mystique)

Spider-Man swung outside of his apartment. Tonight's, the criminals of this city left him alone and allowed Spider-Man to get through the night without a minimal of injury. Sure, Peter ran into your average thugs and lowlifes, but it was really no one too out of the ordinary.

The web slinger found himself growing very comfortable with this new dark suit. It had been a gift from above and turned a lot of heads. Spider-Man fiddled with the lock to allow himself entry to the apartment. The first couple of steps brought him in. Suddenly, he could feel something when approaching the apartment. Something was off and something caused Spider-Man to stand straight up to look in. He leaned in and pressed his hand against the wall before finding the light switch.

A very beautiful woman sat on the couch, very beautiful and extremely dangerous. Spider-Man caught eyes of the blue skinned vixen on his couch. Her face could be anything it wanted to thanks to her shape-shifting abilities, but it was pretty stunning to look at. Gorgeous lips and stunning looking eyes, along with soft cheek bones come down to draw Spider-Man's gaze down on him. She dressed black sports bra which did nothing to hide her enticing curves. Her flat stomach came down to a point and showcased some wide hips poured into a pair of pants which fit the woman like a second skin.

"Welcome home, Spider-Man."

"Mystique," Spider-Man said.

"Yes," she said. "You don't know how difficult it was to get a hold of you. As much as I hate to admit it, I almost gave up."

The shape-shifting mutant rose up off of the couch.

"I've been impressed with you as of late," Mystique said. "You aren't what I thought you were. I think the new suit speaks favorable on that new attitude of yours. And I think that you would be a good fit in the Brotherhood."

"The Brotherhood?" Spider-Man asked. "Are you expecting me to be another flunkey like Avalanche, Blob, and Toad? And in case you haven't caught the news flash, the new suit doesn't mean I necessarily support people like the Brotherhood. Unless you can convince me that things have change skipped out of town."

Mystique smiled and enjoyed the challenge. She approached her conquest with a smile.

"I wouldn't dream of putting you on the same level as the hired help," Mystique said. "They have their purpose, muscle, to advance our cause. And our cause is ensuring that mutants get a fair shake. You can't deny that there's a problem there. People fear what they can't understand."

"Yes, I understand that."

The woman put a hand on Spider-Man's shoulder. The web slinger did not necessarily do anything to correct this action, mostly because he was pretty curious to see where they were going. Mystique's smile brightened and grew even deeper when drawing her eyes over Spider-Man.

"You understand," Mystique said. "They call the Brotherhood terrorists, but we have done nothing to anyone who hasn't showed aggression against us first. Besides, people like Trask, Hodge, Kelly, do you really think that they are the people who you should put yourself behind?"

"They just represent a different extreme."

Mystique offered Spider-Man a seat, very rich considering it was his own couch in his own house. The web slinger decided to oblige her by sitting down on the couch. Those eyes told so many stories, and there was something deeper that Mystique hid within the bravado.

"Yes," Mystique said. "There are numerous extremes, Spider-Man. And you don't think you're going to be a target. An old enemy of yours is working with the MRD. You may remember him. Norman Osborn."

Spider-Man's expression darkened. Mystique ran her finger up and touched the side of his mask before shifting downwards to cup the web slinger's cheek.

"Osborn will attack you out of petty revenge," Mystique said. "They say he's cured of the Green Goblin. But, is any man cured like that?"

Mystique slipped a bit closer to Spider-Man. The hand which was not on his cheek rested on his knee. The woman really wanted Spider-Man and a couple of others to be a part of the team. Mystique refused to leave here without taking no for an answer.

"I can give you anything you want," Mystique said. "I can be anything that you want me to be…just tell me, and I can make your wildest dreams come true."

The blue-skinned mutant eased a little bit closer towards them. That soft alluring face, those eyes burning with seduction, and the body, with the curves which seemed to shift a little bit more prominently with Mystique easting closer to Spider-Man. His heart was beating fast. Mystique smiled and cupped the bottom of his face with a knowing smile on her face.

"Let me show you the benefits of joining me," Mystique said. "We don't have to be enemies. This could be good for both of us."

The web slinger found himself hardly disagreeing with Mystique. She moved closer towards him and pressed her lips onto his with a tantalizing kiss. The web slinger grabbed the back of Mystique's hair and guided his tongue a slight amount inside.

So, she wanted to give herself to him, in an attempt to entice him to join the Brotherhood.

"I can be anything you want," Mystique said. "Anyone I want, your deepest, most taboo fantasies, they can be yours."

Spider-Man thought for a minute before offering the first off the cuff response he could think of.

"Jennifer Lawrence."

He threw out the name of the actress out a whim, really it was just the first name that popped into his mind. Mystique gave him a smile and her body shifted to an exact copy of the actress. The attire she wore clung to her body.

"You did that way too easily," Spider-Man said. "One would think you've had practice in being disguised as Ms. Lawrence."

"Maybe," Mystique said mysteriously. "Between you and me, I change into the bodies of other people, before engage in self pleasure. It's like an entirely new experience. And yes, most of them are women."

"I'm pretty sure someone would say that's a violation of consent," Spider-Man said.

The shape-shifter did not even say anything, she just responded by kissing Spider-Man. If someone burst into the apartment right now, all they would see was Spider-Man kissing Jennifer Lawrence in Peter Parker's apartment. Talk about a turn for the surreal.

One beautiful, writhing woman on his lap showed how hot this was going to get in a hurry. Mystique wrapped her hands around the back of the head of the younger man and kissed him, kissed him hard. The heat coming from this woman showed how much she did want it. It wasn't just a means to entice him.

Spider-Man ran his hands over the firm morphed body of the woman underneath him. Blonde hair entangle in Spider-Man's hands with kissing her. He quickly shifted his attention from kissing her lips, to kissing the side of her neck. Those hands reached around to undo her bra and drop it down.

Two very firm breasts came out. Spider-Man saw how large and how perky they were.

"These will do nicely," Spider-Man said.

"Touch them," Mystique encouraged her soon to be lover. "They're yours. They're all yours, Spider-Man."

Peter would be touching so much more than her breasts, but it was a pretty good start. Those nipples stuck up, ready to be squeezed and played with. The web slinger slowly guided his fingers as far down over her nipples as humanly possible. They stuck between his fingers.

Mystique rolled her head back with a soft moan. The web slinger received a mouth full of breast and knew what to do with it. His fingers danced down the toned abdomen of the woman underneath him and reached to slip off her panties to reveal the rest of her.

The beautiful woman was now naked on his lap and kissing Peter even more fiercely. The body of Jennifer Lawrence, with the mind of Mystique, crawled over the top of Peter. A series of hot kisses connected to the side of his mouth. Spider-Man grabbed onto her sexy back and then cupped her backside. The woman smiled when worshipping the handsome man.

"Easy access," Mystique purred. "I'm approving of this costume more and more. I wonder how many more interesting features it has for me. Guess, we're going to find out, aren't we? One way or another."

Mystique slowly guided her hand down to each the underside of Peter's crotch and gave his swelling member a very steady squeeze. He groaned the second Mystique rolled the palm of her hand over him and pulled his throbbing hard cock out.

"I knew you were gifted," Mystique said. "I didn't know how gifted you were."

Peter savored this moment at the sight of Jennifer Lawrence's face looking up at him when those rosy lips wrapped around Peter's extended pole. It stretched her mouth. A coo followed with Mystique sucking his hard cock to make sure it was nice and stiff.

As much as Raven enjoyed sucking cock, the shape-shifter wanted this cock inside of her body. She felt the heaviness of his balls which swelled. Parts of the costume rose up to caress her body.

"Suck it like it's your job," Peter groaned.

Bright blue-eyes shifted in pleasure with the sloppy blowjob finishing. "Jennifer" turned around to show herself up. She looked over her shoulder towards Spider-Man with a sultry smile on her face. She blew a lock of hair away with a smile.

"Wouldn't you like some of this?"

She stuck her finger in the dripping hole and pulled it out. Two hands seductively rolled over the body, taking inventory of all of her delightful flesh. The hands of the mutant shapeshifted into an actress rose up and cupped her ass. She squeezed her rump and slapped it.

"I want all of it."

Peter moved behind the woman, his hard cock demanding entry into her scorching slit. The web slinger knew there was one place he wanted to be above all overs. Buried deep inside of Mystique's dripping hot pussy for the entire world to see. He lined himself up for her and situated himself. The web slinger came close to slipping his way into Mystique, stopping short of entering the woman.

The web slinger pulled back and slammed his cock into the body of Jennifer Lawrence underneath him. He never thought that sentence would ever leave his brain. But, a shape-shifting mutant made it possible. Spider-Man worked a steady tempo into her, driving his cock hard into her scorching slit.

The feeling of loss Raven had was being fulfilled. She wasn't prepared to go this far, but she would overlook that oversight to receive the steady fucking a woman like her demanded. Spider-Man kept a steady tempo, working his hard cock inside of her body.

"Cum for me," Spider-Man demanded.

"Yes, oh…."

Using someone else's body to get fucked, especially someone famous, made Raven as horny as all fuck. The throbbing hard cock spiked the slick vice over and over again. His balls smacked against her thighs. Raven encouraged him with moans, grabbing onto the bed.

"YES!" came another moan. "YES!"

The apex of a well-earned orgasm rolled over Raven's body. Peter pulled almost all the way out of her and slid inside as much as possible. Two balls slapped against her thighs the further Spider-Man went into her. He wondered how much he could stretch this one out.

The recruitment drive could have been a failure, but at this point, Mystique didn't care whether or not Spider-Man joined the Brotherhood. All she cared about was getting pummeled repeatedly. Raven's entire body had been taken on a thrill ride with something good cascading through her body.

Peter daringly dragged things to the next level by biting Mystique's neck. Mystique tightened around him like a vice and milked his prick like there was no tomorrow.

The web slinger steadied his thrusts into the beautiful woman on her knees before him. The responsive nature of her milking center only fortified Peter's desire to bury his manhood inside of the woman's slick center. He pulled all the way out of her and then plunged back into her. Every moment ticked by with thrusts. Peter explored her body while pressing into her from behind. Those balls dangling against her.

The shape-shifter received more than she bargained for, which was not necessarily a bad thing to be perfectly honest. It was beyond a bad thing, it was a very good thing to feel Spider-Man against her, going in hard from behind in such an enticing, such a skilled manner.

"One more time," Peter whispered in her ear.

Mystique conceded to her own passions. Her body almost gushed with a steadier passion. Peter sped up the thrusts to ride her orgasm all the way to the edge. Mystique squeezed around Peter in time with his thrusts. He slapped his balls against her firm thighs when they were about ready to go.

"All take and no give," Mystique breathed. "Please."

She manipulated the inner muscles to form a nice slick vice on Spider-Man. The web slinger plowed into the morphed woman behind. Peter caressed the soft skin of the shape-changer, feeling those nipples stiffen underneath his fingers. Peter pulled out of her and plunged as far back inside as possible.

"One of the deadliest women in the world reduced to this. I should take this as a compliment."

Mystique was now the sex-pet of the hero plunging inside of her. She could be anything he wanted her to be. Right now, Peter experienced the body of the woman she changed into. The famous actress's face pointed to the mirror and opened her mouth with an orgasmic expression of pure, never ending bliss. Peter grabbed her stiffening nipples and slid his rod into her body.

"Yes…you…should!"

She released everything around Peter's cock in a gushing rush. Peter planted his thick tool into the gushing womanhood beneath him. Every time her sex clenched his, feelings of smooth silk guided him inside of her. Peter touched her ass and plowed the woman.

Everything would give away sooner or later. Peter spend some time riding the body of "Jennifer Lawrence", plowing his cock into her from behind. The morphed woman managed to hold her form through all of the orgasms, and that showed how talented she was.

Finally, after some time, Peter released his gift inside of Mystique's gushing core. His seed spilled inside of Mystique's dripping hole. Peter pulled back and slid his rod into her, spilling the contents of his balls inside this sultry vixen. She came along with him to milk his rod to the end.

Peter pulled back and the shape-shifter dropped down onto the bed. Mystique had a smile on her face and cum leaking out of her pussy.

"We're going to have to discuss what you know about Osborn's plans. If you tell me the truth, you'll be rewarded. If you lie to me, you'll be punished."

Mystique's pussy throbbed at the dirty fantasy of being tied down and punished by such a strong hero.

"Your move."

End.