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Comic Con Con By Jena Corso Edited by Angela Meyers Chapter 5 "You still tired?" Melissa softly touched his hair. "Did you sleep well?" "Is it morning already?" sighed Benny, looking up at her sitting next to him on the bed in the dark. "It's past lunch time silly. I already worked at the conference all morning while I let you rest and figured I'd check on you," said Melissa, leaning down and kissing him. "But you can still sleep in another hour or so before we have to get out of here to get ready for your gig." "Where are we?" asked Benny, looking around at the rattan beachy-looking bed room furniture. "This doesn't look like.... Wait, there's no snakes here right? Was I dreaming?" "No snakes. This is my place, and those are at my boyfriend's silly?" Melissa rubbed his nose with hers as he looked over, seeing red spaghetti straps across his shoulders. "Ok," sighed Benny, pulling back the covers a little, seeing himself in a red silk nighty. "That's so comfortable, right?" Melissa kissed him. "So why don't you sleep a little, while and I'll go get us some coffee." "Ok, and maybe some food please?" Benny kissed her back. "I'm getting hungry, and I can give you money later at the conference. I'm pretty sure I didn't have my wallet in that costume." "With all the weed and shit you consumed, I'm sure you must have some crazy munchies, so sleep off any last buzz and you already know it's not money I want from you," replied Melissa, nibbling his ear before she stood up and walked over, pulling the curtains tight, darkening the room. "I'll get something for us to have a nice late lunch, but in the meantime, rest up, because as good as you look in my lingerie, I intend to have some breakfast in bed before you'll get any lunch." Just that thought made him even hungrier, yet he was more sleep deprived than starving as he stared up at the ceiling, trying to piece together what may have been fantasy or reality the previous day as he finally nodded off again. "Morning baby?" she whispered softly, awakening him, kissing his lobe. "Hi," Benny replied, half asleep as Melissa's lips pressed down on his. With his hands over his head around his pillow, her fingers quickly looped inside his as he suddenly felt her weight atop him. "Miss me?" Melissa asked as her tongue entered his mouth, positioning herself and her knees, pushing open his legs. "MMmmm," said Benny, purring like a kitten as she squeezed his fingers and then her tongue hit the back of his troat. "Yeess." "Yeesss," moaned Melissa so softly, as suddenly he almost jumped, feeling something between his legs. "Easy," slurred Benny, with her tongue deep in his mouth. "Whoahhhh!!! I....I... I f--ff--ffeel!" "MMMmm," sighed Melissa, thrusting atop him. "Ooohhhhhh yeah." "HHHHhhhhh." Half gagged Benny feeling the adjoined vagina being stretched with his skin and the force pushing down on him. "Holy shiiiittttt. Ooohhhhhhh!" "So rise and let's have some coffee first, Natasha," said Melissa, flicking on the light and stopping dead in her tracks. "Armando?" "Yeah baby," said a man's voice. "One more second. Yeahhhhhh Ohhhh." "Get the fuck off her, you son of a bitch!" yelled Melissa. "Huhh," yelled Benny, suddenly realizing a man was atop him and not Melissa. "Holy.. fucking..ssssshit," said Armando, panting as he held himself inside deeply, unable to avoid exploding. "Whoah Ahhhhh." "You didn't?" said Melissa, pissed and rolling her eyes and shaking her head. "You are truly disgusting." "I thought.. I mean," sighed Armando, looking down at Benny with a sheepish grin. "Who the hell is in our bed?" "My friend, you asshole!" yelled Melissa. "How could you not know, and Natasha what the hell are you doing?" "Sorry," said Armando, jumping out of the bed and grabbing his pants. "But why is she naked in our bed and isn't that the nightgown I gave you for your birthday that she has on?" "Get the fuck out, and she's not naked. She's in a nightgown, you fucking pig," yelled Melissa. "She just needed to crash and why aren't you at work?" "It's lunch, and we were working nearby so I stopped in," Armando started to say. "Get the fuck back to work before I dump your lazy wetback ass and they deport you again," yelled Melissa, hitting him with her purse as he raced out past her while she continued scolding him. "I'll deal with your bullshit when I get back home tomorrow, but right now I need to deal with her, and you need to go earn a fucking dollar for a change." "I didn't.... I mean I'm not sure. I was sleeping and I thought it was you on top of me?" Benny said, still shocked, lifting the end of his nightgown looking down, grossed out seeing sperm dripping out of his faux vagina. "With a dick?" said Melissa, folding her arms annoyed. "Really?" "Well, honestly I'm not sure what's real and not anymore?" said Benny, shaking as it was dripping down his leg. "Please help me! How do I clean myself? I'm so confused, Melissa!" "I bet, but what is real is that you've certainly been quite the promiscuous young lady since I've met you!" said Melissa, un-folding her arms with a grin. "But maybe I shouldn't be surprised, and I may have a few sex toys in my collection, but for future reference, a strap on isn't one of them!" "Ok," gulped Benny, feeling it run between his butt cheeks as he squeezed his legs together. "Please, just help clean me up. What do I do? That asshole shot it all over me, all over me!" "Hey behave you little slut!" laughed Melissa, wiggling her finger at him. "That's my husband you just screwed. You are quite the promiscuous little skank." "You're married, and you have a boyfriend?" asked Benny, even more confused now. "Plus you slept with me?" "Seriously? You're judging me?" Melissa smiled. "Well?" said Benny, shrugging his shoulders. "Listen? You're my little bitch, not my boss!" said Melissa, shaking her head. "You don't get to judge but I'll let it slide for now, since we've got to get you cleaned up, fed and off to work." "I'm sorry!" moaned Benny, almost begging her. "I'm sorry. Please don't leave me like this!" "Like I'd do that to you?" Melissa came over, sitting on the edge of the bed with him and touched his hair. "I may be married and have a boyfriend, but you're my girl, right?" "Yes," Nodded Benny, initiating a kiss that she stopped and pulled back, looking at him with a purpose. "You're sure?" said Melissa, digging her finger inside his vagina and then pulling it out, sucking her jizz covered finger. "Yes," Benny replied, already turned on by her as she wiped the drippings from his leg and again sucked them from her finger. "Good, because after your show then we're going to finish what we didn't get to last night, after we were rudely interrupted," said Melissa. "Ab..absolutely," nodded Benny. "Good," said Melissa, helping him from her bed. "Now let's get you all cleaned up, because good girl or not, I might need to put my little girl over my knee tonight." She slapped his ass softly and he followed into her bathroom as she switched on the shower. "So just be still and let me wash you since you're bonded in so many places and we don't want soap to creep under any seems that I may need to fix," said Melissa, pulling off his nightgown and then her top. "Plus, you are going to be really sore and sensitive after everything you did to yourself." "To myself?" gulped Benny, as she twisted his hair, snapped down a big jaw clip before sliding a shower cap on him as he stared at her topless now and then he stepped into the shower. "People did stuff to me. I didn't do anything to myself." "It's no big deal. You really need to stay under control when you party, and just be still as I already had my shower," Melissa stripped off her pants and tied up her hair as she stepped in with him. "Some stuff is so vivid and other things so hazy," said Benny as it began to get steamy. "Focus on me and what's done is done," said Melissa, kissing him as she began washing him with a big soft sponge. "Ok?" sighed Benny enjoying their wet kiss. "But..." "But nothing," said Melissa, pressing her finger to his lips, softly washing down below. "Maybe the stuff with Tiny and the strip club came via others, but not what I witnessed when you were out with me and Snake. Good thing they videoed it so you can see it later for yourself, because even I didn't believe it until I watched it." "Everything with Tiny and that club is a bit blurry, and I know it wasn't, but I was hoping was a dream? said Benny, searching his mind. "But you videoed me doing stuff like what? That I don't remember at all!" "You kidding?" said Melissa, pushing his ass as he squirmed. "I didn't video anything. I just watched it later. How does this feel? Bring back any memories?" "Really sensitive," Benny nodded. "Yes, Snake. Holy crap... he.. ah.. we... wait you were with me. I mean all three of us, right?" "For the sex? Yes. Of course I was, and I was so proud of you. He's a lot to handle and they don't call him Snake because of his reptile collection, so trust me you're lucky you're even walking without a limp," said Melissa, kissing him and then lathering up his face. "Thing is when we were leaving, I went to the restroom and was meeting you two outside, but then you two disappeared for a bit. Are you saying you don't remember any of that?" "No! Did we?..Or did I... Even right out in the open?" gulped Benny as she slowly shaved away his little morning stubble. "Please don't be mad at me.... Wait, please tell me you don't have me on video doing things like a Kardashian?" "I like the thought?" giggled Melissa, shaving him again against the grain. "But no, its not a sex tape and I'd say you were in no shape to blow anyone else last night." "Ok thank goodness!" said Benny, feeling better. "Then how bad could this tape be? Wait, no one found out I was a boy or anything? I'm so sorry if I embarrassed you or your boyfriend?" "Honey, you've never embarrassed me, and it's quite the opposite. It's just you may have enjoyed diving into the biker chick gang a bit more than I would have liked. I prefer that baby face of yours, and your little precious side," said Melissa, touching his smooth face. "But either way, I'll keep this under wraps in your costumes, but until you really heal up we'll need to keep it aired out and be careful not to get you caught up or infected. Now that your drugs and booze have worn off, you must be feeling sensitive?" "Heal? Infected?" cried Benny, panicking reaching down, feeling his faux vagina. "Holy shit, did I catch a disease? That fucking asshole Tiny mentioned something!" "Chill, Natasha! You're fine, and maybe you're not hearing me! I told you that my boyfriend and I have an open relationship where we share everything, even if I wasn't expecting that to be you" said Melissa, holding his face. "But never did I expect I'd have to watch and babysit you like the little girl I thought I was only dressing you as for fun. Just hearing the way you're talking and after everything, I guess we both know better now!" "I'm so confused," Benny said as she switched off the water. "You're lucky that you're so damn pretty, even wet," said Melissa, kissing as she wrapped a towel around him and they stepped out of the shower. "Just don't play the na?ve act with me right now, because I'm not so sure I'm buying it anymore?" 'I'm not," said Benny, as she patted her vanity for him to sit down. "Please Melissa. I really don't understand." "Ssshhh, it's ok," said Melissa, taking out a series of cosmetics. "You're sore and confused. I get it, and even if it was an act, I'm looking forward for our repeat appearance." "Me too," replied Benny, sitting there like a puppy dog as she started on his makeup. "But..." "But nothing my girl," said Melissa, sponging his face. "If everything was whatever it was last night then fine, and if it wasn't maybe I can't blame you. I understand your desires after being with Snake honey, and after seeing how you enjoyed him, then who wouldn't want to be another one of his groupies." "Groupies?" asked Benny, as she blended and contoured. "I said that?" "Well that and something about being the third wheel between us, so at least you didn't forget me even after you ditched me while I pissed in the ladies room." Melissa brushed on some blush. "But all that does is make me doubt your story with Tiny, and you did seem at ease dancing on the stage." "No Melissa, please, I was wasted, but I didn't make up any of that?" said Benny as she took a pencil to his lids. "You came and rescued me! That I remember vividly." "Honey, I really don't give a shit, and either way Tiny had a good beating coming his way," said Melissa, holding up his chin and coating his lashes. "I'm good with you experiencing all the fun any girl is entitled to, until you try seducing my men without my permission, then we have problems. Do we understand each other on that, Natasha?" "Yes and I didn't..." Benny replied as she pressed her finger to him, stopping him. "Sssshhh. Be still," said Melissa, softly blowing into his face and then lining his lips. "One more try, Natasha. Do we understand each other Myyyy little girl." "Yes," whispered Benny, looking into her eyes. "Good, then," said Melissa, taking a brush, filling in his lips. "But you'll show me after your gig, and until then I'll let you show off like you're one of us." "One of who?" asked Benny. "One of Snake's harem, silly," said Melissa, shaking her head and taking out her phone. "Here watch the video he sent me." "Is that a?" gulped Benny as she hit play. "The artist studio down the block from the bar, pretty girl!" said Melissa, strapping his bra on him and teasing him. "Look at you! A tough girl you'll never be, but at least you can pull off the look now if I dress you like one!" "Holy shit!" cried Benny, jumping up and pulling off his towel. "I got my belly button pierced?" "Yup, and even hammered, you cried like a baby," teased Melissa, swiping to the next video. "It's cute, but that really wasn't what I was talking about. I know you've seen mine and now you'll see yours." "No way," cried Benny, seeing the video of him turned over on his stomach. "Are those snakes? Does that say the Snakes Den?" "Of course, interlocking serpents just like mine, except I've got the big python and king cobra, and you've got some little ribbon snakes," said Melissa, pointing. "I think you picked quite appropriately, considering I wasn't there and every girl that's been branded by my man has the Snake's Den in script in the middle. It's a sign of affection and allegiance." "Every girl! How am I getting that off?" yelled Benny, jumping up, seeing it in the mirror. "Bad enough I've got a belly ring, but a tramp stamp?!" "Off? Good one, you wild little bitch," laughed Melissa. "Ummmm, snakes only enter the den there honey.... But you already know that, and now you've put out the welcome mat for him." "Melissa, I'm going to puke," sighed Benny, leaning over. "You'll be fine, and I think you've already puked up everything inside you. You just need some actual food in your stomach, so let's get you dressed and have a quick bite," replied Melissa, rubbing his back. "I know we only began to explore what Miss Natasha has been craving only recently, but for a dainty little princess like you, that might be the best thing you've ever done." "Getting tramp stamped!" cried Benny as she slipped on a black lace bra and panties. "I've been playing along, but how can you say that?" "That tattoo means any biker in any of the main gangs out here that sees that will always protect you at all costs," said Melissa, holding out his jeans. "Sure, it doesn't come off, but you're one of a lucky few dozen or two girls that can flaunt it and we all do." "But you also said it's an open invitation for Snake to..." Benny asked as she pulled on his vest and buttoned it. "And is that anytime he wants?" "Well yeah, that's kind of a fringe benefit," Melissa bent down and zipped on his boots. "For who?" sighed Benny as she pulled off his cap and shook out his hair. "For everyone involved! Trust me, I've never heard a complaint," Melissa led him to the kitchen table. "And you don't even mind sharing your boyfriend with every shank out there," said Benny as they sat down. "Why would I?" said Melissa, looking at him with a smirk. "I'm married." "This gets crazier by the minute!" said Benny, biting into a wrap. "Let's hope so, my pretty girl," said Melissa, rubbing her foot against his crotch under the table as she bit her wrap. "Now finish up, so we can you back to the conference and back to work." After they finished eating, she led him outside and they got back on her bike. He felt every bump and every turn more than ever now as his high had fully worn off, and after a short ride they arrived. He walked through the conference like every other girl with Melissa weaving their way through the final day's crowd until they turned towards her booth. "Wait, are they here already?" asked Benny, pausing a booth away. "I can't let them see me like this. I need a coat?" "Maybe you should have mentioned that earlier, Natasha," said Melissa, wiggling her fingers between his, squeezing his hand as he looked up. "You'll be fine. You're the lead singer and they're shit without you. Come on!" "Shit," sighed Benny, realizing everyone was already in costume and ready, hanging out outside the booth as their jaws dropped at seeing him. "Damn," said John, nudging Sal, alerting the guys, noticing Benny approaching with Melissa. "We might be better off not even letting him get into the Black Widow costume. Maybe you want to make a phone call about that?" There was Benny sponged and cleaned up, yet still looking like a skanky chick that every guy would be all over in any bar. With his auburn hair hanging down in a messy scrunched wavy style with a middle part, there were no visible bangs as they blended into each side. Big silver earrings reverberating against his neck only added to his biker chick persona, and she hadn't over done his makeup, as it looked kind of natural. A tangerine gloss to his lips and thick lashes as highlights were all it took to easily dissuade any onlooker that could doubt his femininity, and that doubt would probably never enter a mind when they stared at his body. With his tight ripped jeans, spikey boots, and busty vest. His curvy figure turned every male head with a pulse. Add in the dangling silver skull with rhinestone eyes swaying from his naval and the exotic ink across his lower back, and his band mates could barely breathe, taking in his further transformation. "No fucking way," gulped Kenny, staring at his friend in awe, holding hands with Melissa. "Holy shit, dude!" said Henry as his eyes popped open wide. "Excuse me. You see a dude?" said Melissa with some attitude, looking behind her. "Not in a million years, ladies," said Henry, eating his words. "I guess I can see why maybe you were too busy to return any of my messages," said Kenny, staring. "Sorry," said Benny, embarrassed. "I'm not really late, right? And I'm not sure where my phone even is? Maybe we left my phone at your boyfriend's house?" "It's dead and in the back," said Heather as Melissa put her arm around him. "See, no big deal," said Melissa. "It's not like there are pockets in the Black Widow costume you left with me in last night." "Oh good point," said Benny, trying not to look at them staring at him. "She'll be ready on time, so don't worry fellas," said Melissa, walking Benny right past them. "Oh we're not worried," said Sal, stopping Benny as he walked past him. "I'd say for her they'll let us go on as late as we want.. but what have we here?" "Ouch!" Benny flinched as Sal flicked his belly ring and he spun, pointing his finger at him. "Please don't touch me, jerk!" "You must be kidding me?" said Henry with a huge grin, grabbing him by both shoulders. "That's real!" "She's got a .. I mean he.," Pointed Kenny, grinning. "Or I don't know what to say here." "Then don't say anything, assholes," said Benny, pulling his shoulders away from his grasp. "I ate spiked brownies by accident, and had too much to drink. Shit happened I still can barely fathom, and it's still coming back to me in hazy fragments I'd probably rather not even remember." "Wait, then that's not henna then either?" laughed Sal. "You're really tramp stamped?" "And Pierced?" laughed Kenny. "This is awesome!" "Don't say anther fucking thing, or I'm calling off the whole show," yelled Benny, staring at them, pissed. "Guys, enough," said John, wiping his eyes and calming them down. "Everyone chill and stop fucking with him. Sorry buddy. We've all done our share of shit, and let's not fuck up our golden opportunity by being dicks." "Thanks," said Benny, calming down. "That's better fellas, and you're going to kick ass, honey," said Melissa, kissing him deeply in front of everyone and looking around as she broke the kiss."Now let me get her costume and fix her up so we'll still be on time." As much as benny wanted to kill them, he knew he'd be doing the same thing if the roles were reversed. It was much easier getting ready than ever before as she helped him into his robe in the backroom and he sat down, having his hair washed out. Details of his previous night were starting to come back to him as the hot water splashed through his follicles, as flashbacks came back to him. With all his prosthetics already in place and his base makeup done, it really wasn't all that much work to do when they sat his chair up. Warm sensations of the blow dryer followed by soft brushes at his cheeks no longer even invoked any angst as he knew the audience already revered him as Black Widow. "I didn't want to interrupt, but figured you could make sure you knew these while they finished getting you ready," said John, coming in. "So we just added two more new songs like they asked, and we're all updating our costumes to the Civil war versions your girlfriend suggested. The management here is looking for a few little tweaks to keep it fresh." "I should have expected it," said Benny, trying to see with one eye as they glued on his big lashes. "Sure, I can do Katy Perry no problem, but I think this Demi thing will be a stretch." "I'm pretty sure you'll ace it," said John, touching his shoulder and walking out. "I'm not worried. See you in few." "I kissed a girl and I liked it. Katy Perry, cool! Nice choice, and I'm not worried either," said Melissa, leaning down and whispering in his ear as she brushed his hair away from it and softly kissed it. "You've been more flexible than I ever could have hoped, and being stretched out has been even less of an issue." "All of this is still fuzzy, but that you had to remind me? Smiled Benny as she stroked through his hair with her flat iron. "Why not?" Melissa lovingly touched his face. "Those are good memories if you ask me, but tonight let's go easy on the snacks,ok?" "With you I might need even stronger snacks," joked Benny as she was in front of him now, turning over his hair with her iron, twisting her wrist. "Be careful what you ask for, pretty girl," giggled Melissa, twisting across his face. They both shared a laugh as he felt quite a bit looser now as she sprayed his hair and then freshened his lips. He knew the drill all too well, already being dressed by her as all he did was follow her every instructions, and then next thing he knew she was zipping him up. He walked back out as Black Widow now, ready to go and so were the guys, anxiously awaiting him. "Wow, gold iron man, old fashion Cap and such a Kingly Thor," said Benny, walking out and strolling past them, softly touching each of them before stopping at Kenny. "But obviously you couldn't do much else with this big ugly green lug." They all cracked up, ready to rock now as Benny smiled, happy to rank on his friends instead of being the brunt of the jokes for a change. "New hairdo. Same bitch," teased Kenny. "Careful what you wish," laughed Benny, wiggling past him. "Let's fucking rock!" He again was rocking the tight Black Widow body suit, looking hotter than hot now, completely confident as the vixen. The only slight change was the difference in Natasha's hair like every movie she appears in, as Melissa had switched it to a side part and feathered the sides away from his face. A soft curl bending over at his cheekbones though would add no little girly daintiness like in the club, or under Melissa's care, as the tough chick he now portrayed led the boys up on the elevated platform. With a packed crowd, they once again rocked the stage, as the conference nerds loved what they saw. More comfortable as Natasha, he belted out more female vocalist tunes, and again it was a complete success. After a forty five minute set, they headed off stage to cheers and cat calls as Benny soaked up the attention, comfortable in the role. It was more magical and fulfilling now than they could have thought, and hopefully the beginning of incredible things to come. "Holy shit!" That was awesome," said Kenny, pumped as they got back stage. "Guys, only ninety minutes and we're back once this other band finishes," said John, texting. "It's nuts being the main act! This is what we've been waiting years for." "What I'm waiting years for is to meet that little slut that teased me last night," laughed Sal after he pulled off his helmet and cracked open a beer. "No offense Ben... I mean, Natasha." "None taken," laughed Benny. "I'm going to get out of this until later, as well." "Let me see what you took again, Henry," said Sal, taking Henry's phone. "You're so sick," laughed Henry, having a beer. "You fucking cradle robber." "We've got to go back there!" said Sal, watching a girl in pink giving him a lap dance. "You call me sick, but you came in your pants, and at least Kenny and I had the dignity to jerk off in private to the video." "Holy shit," gulped Benny, coming out in his bathrobe and looking over their shoulders. "So that's where you guys were last night?" "Yeah, well it was like a regular strip joint, and then the place went berserk when this one wild young chick came out like she was this innocent little thing," said Sal, scratching his balls. "Thankfully, we didn't have all our winnings, because as it is we dropped a few hundred each on her lap dances." "You kidding," gagged Benny, mortified. "No I can still taste that bubble gum lip gloss. Holy shit, that was crazy and the bouncer almost killed me when I stuck my tongue under her dress," sighed Kenny, licking his lips, shoving Sal. "But at least I got some video. You were so hammered you got just the back of her head." "I would have gotten better shots if you didn't make us do that fucking tequila," replied Sal, smacking his buddy. "There was something about her, but I just can't put my finger on it. Hopefully tonight she'll be there again." "You guys are sick," yelled Benny, storming off. "Jeezzzz? So sensitive as a girl already!" said Sal, tossing up his hands. "Well that's what you assholes wanted," said Melissa, walking in and handing John an envelope. "So guess what? What did you expect?" "What's this?" John asked, opening it seeing the cash. "The money for this whole con," said Melissa, tapping his shoulder. "I decided not to take it. I got my Marvel contract, and you got your gig. It couldn't have worked out better with him making an even sexier girl and singer than anyone could have ever thought." "You sure," said John, looking at their money. "The work you did is incredible, and he's like a natural vixen on stage. I'm not sure what happened last night, but I wish we thought of this a year ago." "Even I'm not sure of everything that went down last night, but what I am sure of is that I plan on seeing my girl again tonight," said Melissa, putting her hands on her hips. "And when it comes to my relationships... it's never about the money." "Well, it isn't for us either really, but they'll sign us if Natasha will sing front and center," said Sal. "As hot as he looked when you two walked in earlier, we'll be finally living our dreams instead of living in shit." "You mean if he'll do it after today?" said Melissa, shaking her head. "And he's well... Let's just say she's a special girl. She's unique, and trust me, I'm not going to allow you guys to hurt her." "And we wouldn't," said John. "It's just the business of bands and you know it. Thrive as a pretty girl for a few days a week or starve as a long haired, out of work musician. We're just trying to have a future for all of us, including ... her!" "So you guys happy now?" said Benny, coming out. "Happy with you little plan?" "What plan?" said John, playing dumb. "Enough, I heard everything and lucky for you assholes, it's worked out," yelled Benny, tearing up. "Yeah I realize this is what people want! A hot chick in a band, and you mother fuckers tricked me into it. I can't even believe I've been this gullible." "Sorry, but we needed something and you know this as well as we do," said Henry ashamed. "We were getting nowhere, and it wasn't supposed to be exactly like this, but.." "But bullshit... you mean you were that desperate but never thought it would be this good?" asked Benny. "We all were?" said John. "Including you and well... yeah!" "I guess," said Benny, annoyed. "I mean couldn't have imagined I'd look this decent and my voice would translate. I can't believe it myself, but you think it's easy to sing like this!" "Decent?" said Melissa. "You're way underestimating yourself honey. I say Natasha is truly beautiful." "Listen to her," said John. "You know she's right." "I have since I met her," he said, throwing up his hands. "I'm beyond pissed at her right now, but crazy as it seems, I can sense how she feels inside about me. I know it's something genuine and unique, but that doesn't make all this bullshit right?" "Thank you and I know it doesn't," said Melissa, showing a crack in her tougher exterior, fanning herself, feeling hot flashes and fighting back tears. "But sometimes shit happens for a reason. I'm a firm believer in that, and the way I feel right now even knowing I was wrong, I'd still have to do it again to be with my girl." "Me too. So we gotta try this Benny," said John, looking him in the eye. "Don't get mad but you're a natural, and the money they are talking about is so much more with Natasha as the lead.... I mean let me re-clarify.. only with Natasha in the lead. Think of it as just a few tweaks and we're on our way to everything we've longed for." "You know if its a vixen everyone wants.. then I'll give them one," said Benny, looking through the racks of costumes. "Let's change it up and make it fresh then. Show them we're more than just Avengers! Go out with a bang." "Yeah, but after we sign our deal," said John, trying to calm Benny down. "After all the San Diego stuff is done, they'll double our pay for future Comic Cons. Plus they'll give us new gigs all throughout Southern Cal, so now's not the time to mess with the recipe." "Yeah I can do that." Melissa rubbed her chin, looking around at the guys. "Don't fuck around with our ten seconds of success, Benny. The nerds here are into us," said John, getting nervous. "Let's just vary the costumes again slightly, and I'm sure Melissa can find another one of Black Widow's ever changing hair styles." "I just said something fresh that'll pack them in. They've seen Avengers twice. These nerds love way more than just Marvel," said Benny, pulling the Bat Girl costume from the rack. "Guys, the chick's got a point," said Kenn,y flexing his green bicep. "But I'm definitely superman." "She does, and I like the idea fellas, but I think I've got something even better in mind," Melissa said before spewing out orders to the other girls. "Girls, get in here.... Ok, I need green to go blue, and a little orange spray for Mr. Rodgers. Thor is going to need a good scalping, and say good bye to Stark's goatee, and let's get right to work his makeup." Melissa whispered orders to all the girls as they scattered, grabbing things and setting up stations. "Scalping, makeup," objected Kenny. "No way. We're good the way we are." "What the hell?" moaned Sal. "I was just getting used to the goatee." "You mean you guys are objecting to a haircut, some shaving and a little makeup? Seriously after all you've put me through?" said Benny, throwing up his arms, looking around at them and then at Melissa. "I mean I have no idea what you're thinking here Melissa, and obviously I shouldn't after all this shit, but I trust you. Now I'm blindly following her again, so suck it up guys, because making everyone look incredible is what she does best!" The guys all looked at him, reluctantly nodding, knowing what he had done. They could sacrifice a little knowing he was right and did agree coming out for a third time as Avengers might not attract as much attention. "I am so turned on by you now, Natasha, I can barely breathe," whispered Melissa into Benny's ear. "Now get back inside, and I'll be in with your costume in a minute. Trust me, this time you'll be the easy one to get ready, but my ideas might be a bit more of a shock on your buddies." "Oh I like that!" laughed Benny. "But you sure? I thought Justice League would be easy, and obviously I've got to be the hot chick front and center." "Relax, your role was never in question, and you'll always be my little Natasha to me. I'd keep that if I was you, as your on stage name," said Melissa, softly kissing him. "But don't worry if you really want to be a blonde like Batgirl for the next Comic Con or in the near future, of course my girl that can be arranged." As he went into the back room, the typical running around was occurring to get the rest of the band ready, as all he could do was laugh, hearing some objections and then a buzzing sound. "Holy shit, Heather," yelled Henry, seeing long blonde stands slide to the floor. "My hair!" "Yeah, well we've got a tight timeline here, tough guy," said Heather, pushing back down on his shoulders. "Now suck it up and let me finish, No more Thor hair." Benny was finally getting to chuckle at someone else's angst instead of his own, as he sat back amused. He could hear them complaining until Gigi came in, dampening his hair and then he just sat back, unable to hear anymore whining while she washed it and then blew it out. It really didn't seem like much time expired as she worked on his lids and lashes, and then painted at his lips. He actually got to sit back a good forty five minutes, catching a nice little rest while his buddies seemed to gather the attention for a change, and then in came Melissa with his outfit. "Ready, pretty girl," said Melissa, taking his hand as he stood up. "I don't think your buddies are too happy with me today." "Yeah, I can kind of hear some of that!" Benny replied as she helped him off with his robe. "It's quite refreshing." "I know, but don't you get fresh now, Natasha," giggled Melissa, zipping open his costume. "Step in and let's get you out there first before everyone is ready, because this time I think you'll need to really take charge and calm the troops." Benny wasn't exactly sure where she was going with her comment, but liked the sound of it, stepping into what seemed like just another black jumpsuit. It seemed like nothing special at first as she tugged and twisted it in place, and then he realized his character as held out his mask. "Oh I like the idea of this?" Benny smiled as they slid the mask over his face. "But you said no..." "Exactly, think deeper Natasha," said Melissa, smiling as they worked atop his head now on his hair. "You said you'd show them a vixen, right?" "Oh and I will," Benny stepped into his heels as she zipped them up. "Meeoowwww." "I know it too, but keep that for the stage, because at home with me, you'll be back to being my little mouse," smiled Melissa, pulling some clips over his nails. "You're good with that, right." "Of course I am," said Benny, looking back and forth at himself in the mirror, loving his stature. "Good, then go show them whose boss," said Melissa, grinning. "Because by now they're wondering exactly what character will lead them, and tough as they look, they're bigger sissies underneath than you've ever been!" "Really?" smiled Benny, loving the sound of that. "Not exactly!" giggled Melissa, flicking her wrist. "But go now, bitch!" He had grown comfortable with playing the role as Black Widow, but suddenly his confidence had grown exponentially to a new level as he walked from the back room. "So what do you think of Melissa's idea now fellas? I feel puurr-fectly ready to steal the show. Don't you?" said Benny, sauntering past each of them, looking them over and then pausing, placing his hands on his hips as they stared at him. "Well?......Cat got your tongue." "Henry, I think you can ask management for a raise already," said Sal, dumbfounded. "Maybe I will, but you better calm down in that because you already got one," said Henry, looking at Sal in his tight costume, hard as a rock. "Remember who's under there!" "You think I'll be the only one, and who cares at this point," gulped Sal, in awe of Benny. "The bass will cover mine, but certainly not all the other tents pitched in the crowd. "Our fans spilling some milk for the kitty, I'd look at that as a good thing," teased Benny, licking his lips. "Wouldn't you, boys?" "I'm going to hate you tomorrow when I'm missing my hair," said Kenny, touching his smooth head. "But I guess that won't last while it grows back, because ... holy shit, being villains I think might even be more kick ass than Avengers." "Now you're thinking with the right head," teased Benny, sliding his sharp nail over Kenny's bald dome while walking by. "So hopefully the rest of you have gotten over your little transformations, and being pussies, because obviously there can only be one pussy out there! You good with that?" "Yup, we're good," said John, shaking his head. "I thought you would be," said Melissa, coming out now. "I figured you evil bastards would do better representing the dark side of Gotham anyway, and now I bet you're doubting me no more." "Ten minutes boys!" said Gigi, looking at her watch. "One more thing. Remember how well Katy Perry worked?" said Melissa, handing them some sheets. "Not my thing, but a suggestion that might wow them if you open with it." "Pussy Cat Dolls?" said Henry, giving her a look. "Don't Cha?" "It's a hot song, and even you assholes that know the real deal got aroused by her," grinned Melissa. "If she comes out telling every geek that they should wish that their girlfriends were as hot as her, then trust me, you guys might bring down the roof." "Study up quick, assholes," yelled Henry, reading the notes. "She's right again." Benny sheepishly grinned looking at the words, then everyone got up, ready to rock again. Henry had at least temporarily accepted that his head of long hair was gone, as muscular Thor had been transformed into the masked, sinister Bane. Sharing his new-fangled bald state, the green hulk instead had been also chrome domed, and reemerged a pale blue as musclebound Mr. Freeze. Also gone was the classic Stark goatee and suit of the famed metal man, now replaced by white makeup and green hair of the wide mouth felon joker. Last but not least, Caption Rodgers still stood clean shaven and costumed, except his stars and stripes had been traded for the Riddler's green jumpsuit and bright orange hair. Yet even after all the head shaving, wild dye jobs and heavy makeup, Benny still would easily garner most of the attention. As the sexy Black Widow, the crowd already loved their curvy hero belting out tunes, but now something deliciously evil took their stimulating vixen to a new stratosphere, as Benny couldn't have looked more erotic as a sultry feline, as he strutted past them as Catwoman. There wouldn't be a guy in the audience that didn't wish he was the Dark Knight chasing the Gotham cat burglar, as Benny couldn't have made a more perfect Selina Kyle. Just like the movie character costume he was in, an authentic sleek black spandex jumpsuit that zipped up the front that Melissa had left the zipper down a bit, from his neckline to show off some ample cleavage. The nerds though would be looking at more than just his boobs, as the wide belt with a large square buckle separated his narrow waist from his full hips and round ass. Elbow length gloves now covered his hands, but certainly not hiding were the nasty claw like nails that graced his fingers. Incredibly spikey metallic stiletto heels attached to thigh high woven leather boots added a level of eroticism that would make every guy purr, as just their distinct clicking sound would be music to their ears, even before the band would begin playing. Behind the feline fatale's black signature mask, his eyes looked so suggestive now, completely cat like, thinly lined with long jet black lashes and dark shadows. Combed back were his bangs, as his red hair was now straightened, extended with a few clip in red wefts and completely swept back off his face. Just a little bump in front added a touch of volume before disappearing into the attached cat ears, that stood up on the crown of his head and held his hair off his face. If his entire molded wet-look ensemble wasn't enough to tell you that Selina Kyle always get what she wants, then the illumination of infallible shiny red lip gloss would cement her flare for being bold and brash. With each step, he was relishing the role, no longer the brunt of their devious plan, instead now feeling again like the lead as the guys followed behind him. He had gone from the little mouse and victim to resuming the role as the leader of the band, as everything turned again like he had Selina's nine lives, suddenly comfortable as the sexy feline. In the spikiest thin heels, he led with the utmost confidence as the front-runner, and then when the Pussy Cat Dolls song began, the pussy himself exploded on stage. It was as good as Melissa professed, and even exceeded all of their expectations as they wowed the audience and were the hit of the conference. When finally the show ended, he was a woman on a mission, as Benny took over networking with the group that was offering the big deal after the show. He played the role of being fierce, yet seductive, as he talked business without the guys, enjoying being so desired until they shook hands as everyone seemed to buy in. When he got back inside, the guys were already in celebration mode without a care in the world as he walked in like he owned the place.