"Your Majesty?"
"I have a most delicate order for you, General."
"Wakanda forever! I hope it is not ironing your jockstrap, even if I would gladly do that for the honor of..."
"Nope. Protect Shuri."
"Your wish is my command, although I admit I'd rather prefer to fuck the corpse of Thanos."
"Snide remarks to the ruling king will get you into the broom closet for high treason. Now vamoose!" (Exit Black Panther right.)
"ISILIMA! ISIWULA! ISIPHOXO!" Okoye yelled into her comm.
"Is this really necessary, General?"
"It is, Your Highness! Isilima, Isiwula, Isiphoxo, you follow the princess into the cave! Isiphoxo, you personally report to me all full hour, all quarter if something even remotely suspicious happens! Guard the princess against car salesmen, superheroes gone rogue and mutant spiders! If she throws a tantrum, pick it up without..."
"General?"
"Your Highness?"
"Did anyone tell you yet that snide remarks in earshot of a member of the royal family are punishable by the broom closet?"
"Yes, his Majesty the King, half an hour ago."
"Fine, then you are already informed. Dismissed."
"Yes, your Highness. Dora Milaje, go! I wait in front of this cave to call in the cavalry, since I have the impression that sending the best fighter of Wakanda with our Highness could be mistaken by her as an insult by overprotection."
"Okoye, I'm impressed. I always thought your sense of tactfulness could stop a rhino in full charge, but you proved me wrong. Ask my brother for a salary raise. Dora Milaje, Women Power! Permission to kill all rogue salesman spiders on sight!"
"Isilima, does your bostaff come with a flashlight too? I need more light here at the drawing!"
"Yes, your Highness, although technically it's called a umkhonto wamandla."
"FYI, I know, I invented the fucking thing. Now light here!"
"Yes, your Highness."
"Gasp!"
"Gasp as onomatopoeic for this is utmost scientifically arousing, your Highness?"
"No, Gasp as the superheroine, the little stepdaughter of The Wasp."
"Wait, isn't she called the Baby Wasp, your Highness?"
Shuri facepalmed. "Of course Gasp! as in Gasp!, Isiwula!"
"I'm Isiphoxo, your Highness."
"Can't see a fucking thing here! More light! Now this is better. OK, so we have a woman with giant tits..."
"If you call that giant..." Isiwula declared dismissively.
"And a mouth, and this must be a hand raised in a STOP way...how on Earth these ancient drawings knew beforehand you would arrive, Isiwula?"
"No idea, Majesty."
"Oblivious to irony. Today is my lucky day. Now what do we have here..." Shuri began to giggle. The Dora Milaje pushed to see something too and joined the giggling. "...so sisters, you agree, this is...a clitoris!" "Yes!" "Undoubtedly!" "A bit small though", pondered Isiphoxo, whose battlename was "The Hyena".
"But this doesn't scan at all!" Isilima scratched her head, found a stray hair and ripped it out.
"No offense to you, but you're the fighters - I am the scientist! The message is easy: 'Mama told me not to come!' I'm so afraid. Now look here, this suspiciously looks like the entry to another room, but it caved in. Isilima, can your bostaff do some excavation work?"
"As your Highness who invented it knows, sorry no, but it can do THIS. Everybody, please stand back for desintegrator mode!" A blinding flash filled the cave, followed by some rumbling. Shuri opened her eyes again.
"And we're clear. As my mother Ramonda used to say, nothing solves problems easier than some gratuituous violence. Ah, light over there, I think it's another pic! A bit higher, please! Well, somehow looks like Spider-Man in full battlegear to me..."
"Impossible!" "Preposterous!" "Well, with a time machine..."
"Time machines doesn't work this way, Isilima!"
"Isipho..."
"Sorry, Isiwula. Isiphoxo, where are you going?" "Quarter of an hour is around, comms can't reach outside any longer, time-traveling Spider-Man most probably falls under 'remotely suspicious', your Highness!"
From there everything went downhill.
"Your Highness, the further passage goes downhill. Also, it is curvy and tight!"
"Isilima, are you hinting at that I am too fat? In that case the broom closet..."
"With greatest respect, Your Highness, perish the thought! It's just that our umkhonto wamandla won't fit through!"
"Now which idiot was resonsible for the phallic design...no, you don't have to answer that question, Isiwula, lest it would be the broom closet for you too. But I'm positive that you two could strangle a spider salesman rogue with your bare hands?"
"Very positive, Your Highness!"
"It will take at most one hand, Your Highness!"
"OK, everybody go crawling then, science is not for the squeamish! Isiwula, you first! Isiluma, guard the rear against the overzealous army my brother surely will send on the spot when he hears of Spider-Man time-traveling!"
At least, after an arduous crawl to the center of the earth, the girls were rewarded with a beautiful inner cave. "Now look at those rubys! If we weren't filthy rich in the first place, one could consider to mine them. I give the Elder a hint...after the scientific research is done, that is. Kokou's armpits, we must be fifty feet below, the heat is killing me!" Shuri disrobed without further ado. "What, you see me naked every morning in the bath!"
"But your Highness..."
"I don't think that Spider-Man will make a visit to upload photos of me to Youporn, and if yes, he can ask Rocket Raccoon for new eyes afterwards! Come on girls, join me!"
Isiwula quickly joined, but Isilima was reluctant. "But if..."
A noise from the passage made Shuri hide behind Isiwula. "Shit! My brothers army!" Luckily, it was just Isiphoxo. "Reporting! Okoye phoned Spider-Man, he never was time-traveling in Wakanda, so we are good. When I saw your bostaffs lying around there above, I feared the worst!"
"But, did he upload photos to Youporn?" "But, couldn't he do the time-traveling in the future?"
"Fellow fighters, you make no sense, I fear some obnoxious cave gases went to your brain! We better should retreat! And is this an everybody-can-join orgy you want to throw, Your Highness? On second thought, it IS fucking hot!"
"Now that you ask, this seems to be a dead end, so if nobody has a problem to get their rocks off on the rocks, we could have a little quickie before Isiphoxo has to report again. Say, the bostaffs are from vibranium, why did I never had the idea to equip them with a vibrator mode?"
"Because you want to defeat the enemy, not to pleasure him?" Isiwula haphazarded. "Don't dismiss that so easily," Isilima protested. "It might have worked charms against Dark Phoenix. You think twice about destroying the universe while orgasming. OK, off with the clothes!"
Isiphoxo undressed too, inciting another gasp from Shuri. "To answer your unasked question, your Highness, yes, our King IS jealous of it. Like to try it?" "Oh yes! Oh yes! For Science!"
So Isiphoxo fucked Shuri senseless, while Isilima and Isiwula preferred the good old amashumi ayisithupha nesishiyagalolunye. Even without Vorsprung durch Technik, the girls were coming within minutes. Maybe Okoyes sharp ears could have even heard them screaming with joy.
Now Okoye also wouldn't have forgotten a perimeter check, just to be on the safe side, but who checks the ceiling of a cave which is just full of highly boring cobwebs? The mutant spider (no idea whether it also sold used cars) descending from it came completely unexpected. He chose the moment cleverly when all girls had a multiple orgasm at the same time. Even Okoye would have been helpless in that state. Before they so much could lift an arm in defense, they already helplessly dangled in spiderwebs. Then the spider methodically began to cocoon them, sparing the interesting parts, to which he attached some strings. "I couldn't overhear your discussion," he said. "Don't bother to fight against these, they are made of vibranium, and boy, do they vibrate. Please enjoy while I feed on your love juices. You know, as I spider I can only digest liquids, and injecting you a poison that slowly liquifies your body is so not my fetish. Wow, that's a giant clit. Does it increase your lust?" The tickling sensation blew Isiphoxos mind. "Yeeeees! Yeeeees!" "Oh, pardon me ladies (the spider shortly paused while draining Isiphoxo of liquids more voluntarily given) - I haven't told my origin story. Do you want to hear them? "Yeeeees! Yeeeees!" Shuri chimed in, quickly reduced to a heap of mindless writhing flesh.
"So, it was a million years ago, give or take a day. I was the perfectly normal Wakandan stone age girl Isicabu, searching the cave for useful stuff. Too bad I was bitten by a radioactive spider. I hope nobody did that shtick yet?" "Yeeeees! Yeeeees!" Isilima and Isiwula screamed unisono. "And that's about it. Before I could say umalume, I was a seemingly immortal monster with a very boring diet of stray bats and whatnot. Did I already mention you four taste wonderful?" "Yeeeees! Yeeeees!" the chorus came back. "That's fine. But I better gag you now before you scream down the ceiling due to what I do next." "YESYMPHGGLBLMMMH!"
Isicabu brought her ovipositor in position, which was even longer than Isiphoxo's clit (hey, I didn't start the whole futa craze). The bulges on the ovipositor put them so much into ecstacy that their cervixes opened twitchingly, and Isicabu filled their wombs with a big spider egg for each. (Please look up K-Strategy in some evolution biology book.) It immediately connected with the blood system of the host. Since car sale spiders don't need 9 months of breeding, the bellys of the girls soon began to grow. They probably would have screamed in horror if they wouldn't have been gagged and still too busy orgasming.
"I hope you will enjoy your motherhood...now what is this noise?"
The noise came from Okoye, who didn't get the quarter-hour report by Isiphoxo, and immediately called in Black Panther plus heavy equipment. "KWENZENJANI?!" she screamed when seeing the orgy scene. "Uh-oh..." Isicabu had the last word before a volley from Okoye's umkhonto wamandla made her throw all eights. (Lucky, it was only set to "extra crispy" so, being a mutant spider, she merely lost some trichobothria and passed out for the next hours.) Black Panther ran around panically. "Quick, get me a medic!" A medic and a high-tech hospital was quickly found, but the team of doctors brought bad news. "They will bleed to death if we try an abortion and don't let nature have her way!" "And if this breed is of the chestburster variety?" "We are fucked anyway!" Shuri, who in the meantime had been de-gagged and de-bound, screamed: "Nomkhubulwane! Help me, it's coming out!" Then the girls all gave birth.
Okoye had been so foreseeing to build an energy cage around the victims. This came in very handy when the spider babies immediately tried to attack the Wakandan army (or what of it fitted inside the hospital). They made screeching noises, spat venom and wholesale hadn't inherited the intelligence of her mother. "Same should have been done thirty years ago, would have spared us much! By Oya!" T'Challa screamed and reduced the monsters to ash. Then he turned off the energy bars so that the doctors could help his sister and the other victims. (Women all the time give birth to monsters in a Shokoshu story, so they were fine. Wakanda is not your fairy tale country.)
"High Council of the Elders! What is your opinion on the fate of Isicabu?"
"Well, this is tricky. We found no paragraph against knocking up a member of the royal family, a dire omission. And Shuri was not OK with applying the rape laws, although technically..."
"Please spare me the juristical babble! What do you plead?"
"Broom closet. Also, try to turn her back into her human form or, if that fails, let her make Spider-Man a proposal and send her to the Avengers for proper training. She's not evil, just a victim of her spider instincts."
"There is a saying that a king should be magnanimous. I, T'Challa, rightful King of Wakanda, pardon Isicabu, but she has to suck my dick in return, which should be no real punishment for her given that she likes juices so much and breathes through her trachees! But this is not the only verdict spoken today! Shuri!"
"Brother, I..."
"I hate to tell you I told you so, but I told you so! The fact that Okoye trampled down your oh-so-archeological cave should be punishment enough for you, not talking about the birth throes!"
"Well, it wasn't that bad, women give birth all day, and now that Isicabu is pardoned, she can tell me about the past firsthand, and..."
"Shuri...?"
"Yes, Brother?"
"Do you always have to have the last word?"
"Yes, Brother!"
"I should let you suck my dick, if that weren't heavily against the law! Now sod off! Isiphoxo! Isilima! Isiwula!"
"Have mercy, king!"
"Blowjob is not enough punishment for your incompetence, even if I'd answer each and any penis enlargement spam! You are degraded to foot soldier! Okoye, make sure that they have to clean the latrines once a day!"
"Yes, your highness!"
"Okoye, step forward! For justified paranoia in serving Wakanda, I hereby grant you the Big Ceremonious Golden umkhonto wamandla which can obliterate a small asteroid!"
Okoye stepped forward and whispered: "Your Highness, I have no idea how to reciprocate this ultimate honor!"
T'Challa whispered back: "Oh, come into my room tonight, I have a perfectly good idea involving your tonsils, and by the way, your new bostaff also has a vibrator mode, just don't confuse the buttons..."
Okoye kept a pokerface. Erik's had been longer anyway...
The End