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Pepper teased the dress back, gently fondling her late husband. She really needed to stop touching him - it only made him more comfortable. He’d been sleeping in the warm cocoon that was her dress, his mind now awakening within her chest to the pleasurable teasing.
“We really need to find somebody to fix this, Tony.”
Her tits yawned. “What’s the rush?" When Tony spoke he was barely a whisper, inaudible to anyone but her. "They’re calling me the earth’s greatest hero. Earth’s greatest breasts, bit of a downgrade.
"You're staying like this for the sake of your ego?!"
"Look, sweetie, we already held the funeral. It was touching. Everybody cried, you cried, I cried.”
“You didn’t cry.”
“I leaked a little.”
Pepper rolled her eyes. Tony had always been something of a manchild, and existence as nothing more than her tits suited him. As usual, she was the one taking the responsibility, while he clung to her and enjoyed the pleasures in life. She worried he’d found his niche a little too well. “Maybe Helen Cho could build you a body.”
“I’ve got the perfect body right here,” her breasts murmured, wiggling comfortably against her. “Honey, could you close the window, it’s a little drafty.”
It had been misfortunate timing landing in the instant before her husband snapped his fingers, the tiniest hint of cleavage showing through her damaged Iron Man suit distracting his attention at a critical moment of godlike power. The reality and soul stones had done the rest in twisting his amorous impulse, and she’d been too distraught to notice her husband’s muffled voice within the armor until the stones had been returned to their timelines.
“Don’t you want to hold your daughter again?”
Stark sighed. “Fine. We’ll brainstorm a plan in the morning. But tonight you’re doing nothing but play with me.”
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