[F4F] GwenPool’s Heroine Heist! Sick of being stuck to the Sidelines and Guest Appearanxes- Gwendolyn Poole sneaks into the real world and grabs a Writer’s Pencil that’s able to make her wildest wishes CUM true!

“Hey There! True Believers!….Now, I know what you’re thinking…whose GwenPool, right?- No, I’m not related to the Black and Red loser— that’s the problem see, Black and Red is SUCH a good color combo— very iconic, but I like my pink and white don’t you?— Yeah, You— The Reader! I’m the Woman who knows she’s in a Comic Book, and I can only survive if I’m being syndicated! So let’s make some Sins and let’s be dedicated to keeping Miss Poole alive!”

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Shield HQ:
1700 Hours…..

“So it’s GwenPool.” Agent Hill would once again try and look up her name in the SHIELD Database of all known Multiversal Foes, if what she was being told was even halfway part of a truth?….the Marvel Universe was in for a Reckoning on scales not even the Russo’s could think up….

“No, No, it’s Gwen Poole— with an E, see? Like your cup size.”

A cocked eyebrow would be formed in the agents face, she always looked so serious— but this time was taking the cake! She’d seemingly watch as GwenPoole would take out a comically large Pencil out of her backpack— labeled on the side of it: “Property of Hickman.”

((Sorry Pal, better things, I promise!))

“Agent Maria Hill has Large E-Cups, and heart studded piercings that push out of her opened up top.”

Written into the air, into the very being of reality…. And so it would happen, Agent Hill’s chest would truly balloon outwards, pushing out onto the table with a lewd and heavy SCHMACK! While her once official SHIELD uniform took some changes and let those newfound sweater puppies breathe!

“And you’re telling me…you’ve found a pencil….?….”

Gwen would nod happily, she was always very care free, especially now that she had her meal ticket in her hands!

“Yes, I found a Pencil- I sort’ve…well, I was erased, you know? But some very nice fan artists must’ve sent in my drawings, and while I was there I was able to reach out and grab something!….”

“….Right.”

Gwen would take a moment, waving around the eraser as she’d wait and see if Maria noticed anything at all— Nothing, she could tell that Maria noticed something was wrong— but it was very clear the Agent couldn’t tell what it was, it was breaking through too many layers of reality to be able to be seen straight by a normal person of the Marvel Universe!

“Can I be honest with you, Maria?—“

“How the hell do you know my name?”

“That’s not important, I mostly came here to make sure this thing works, you know? Just a few minutes ago I was sitting at home with this pencil in my lap and then I wrote….”

“Gwendolyn Poole is seated in the Shield Helicarrier, the time is 1700 Hours, and Maria Hill is failing to find any trace of Gwendolyn’s existence!”

“And then— here we are!…”

Maria would sit back, those heavy breasts wobbling with some serious weight now, such a primed and perky agent must’ve needed such a big bust in order to help keep her pistol aim stable!—

“If I’m going to believe any of this is true, why even come here?-“

Gwen would shrug, standing up as the cuffs around her hands simply gave way and fell apart like wet paper-mache!—

“Hey! What the hell!?— Fury get!—“

Gwen would raise the Pencil up once more: “Agent Hill has wanted to be Blacked and Railed by Fury’s massive black Fuckstick forever, she’s finally had enough and needs him right now! She’ll put herself in cuffs, pull out her big, fat whootie and let him blow enough loads until she’s completely pregnant!”

Gwen would wait until she saw the light of Nick Fury’s eye before finishing up: “Gwen Teleports away to the closest Heroine in need of Gwen’s new guidance.”

And *BWAMPF—*

Gwen would be gone, but just where would she end up?….