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Dragonborn's Might makes Right by Infonticus

Game X-overs & Avengers Xover Rated: M, English, Adventure, Words: 356k+, Favs: 1k+, Follows: 1k+, Published: Aug 25, 2021 Updated: Jun 12, 2022

513Chapter 55 - What-If Smut Omake

What-If Smut Omake 1: The TVA's Critical Mission Failure

Omake summary: He-Who-Remains didn't shut down the Time Doors fast enough. Ravonna and her TVA Minutemen were not able to delay Hevnokren enough. And these two minor errors ultimately allows Hevnokren to slip into TVA HQ and make the Sacred Timeline and all who inhabit it into his playthings.

Tags: Vaginal, Oral, Anal, Public Use, Pillory (Stocks)

[At the TVA Outpost in Sakaar]

Ravonna Renslayer sighed in relief. It would seem that she was going to live for another day.

In the relative safety of their makeshift outpost in this alien warehouse, she swept her eyes across the wide open space where the two dozen hardened survivors of this disastrous op had gathered. Out of the seven dozen that had arrived on this miserable rock, only they were left.

Guarding the entrances with grim eyes, nursing their wounds or sitting against the wall asleep from exhaustion. This op took a toll on them all.

And though, it was tragic that she couldn't say the same for a lot of her subordinates. What she was left with were hardened veteran Minutemen. The sight of so many black and red uniforms of the TVA Minutemen reassured her that this long day was now at a close. All that was left to do was Prune this Variant that had killed so many of them.

Her dark brown eyes glared at the prisoner that had the gall to not only stand tall, but also smile like she did. A smirking blonde with blue-green eyes that twinkled with mischief- this Variant couldn't have been any taller than she was, and yet she managed to kill so many of her troops. And to add insult to injury, the Variant was even disguised as one of her own TVA Minuteman.

Ravonna narrowed her eyes at the sight- somewhere out there was one of her subordinates' bodies- stripped naked and of their dignity. The utter gall of this Variant could not be understated.

Despite the strange ornamental staff that her Minutemen had oddly allowed her to keep hold of, the Variant didn't look so tough now flanked by two Minutemen and with a chronokinetic collar around her neck.

"Variant," she addressed her- voice resounding throughout the warehouse, "by direct order of the Timekeepers, I hereby sentence you to be Pruned from the Timeline."

"My name is Sylvie Laufeydottir. I wonder if you still remember me." the Variant introduced herself, a hardened edge in her voice as blue-green eyes narrowed in anger. "I was that little girl that stole your tempad and ran away from before the Judge."

"You…" Ravonna hissed with narrowed brown eyes.

Of course she remembered this brat. It was one of the few truly notable black marks in her service record. After all, how could her superiors entrust her with more responsibility when she couldn't even detain a little girl? That fiasco stalled her career for decades.

"Yes, I was the same one who you kidnapped from her home before erasing it from existence." The girl, now a grown woman, affirmed with a frown, "Did you feel like a big hero back then? Dragging a little girl away from her toys, collaring her and destroying her home?"

"It was the right thing to do. Don't you understand what we accomplish at the TVA?" Ravonna responded with more than a hint of condescension like she was talking to an idiot child asking stupid questions. Which she certainly felt appropriate for this conversation.

"We preserve ALL of reality." She made certain to stress- nice and slow for the Variant, "And by your very existence, you threatened everything and everyone from every existence. And if it isn't clear enough for you, that 'everyone' also includes you."

Ravonna turned to the two Minutemen holding the Variant and gave them a curt nod.

"Prune her." Ravonna sighed with a roll of her eyes. It's been a long day- she was done arguing with the short-sighted.

"Prune, don't prune." the Variant mocked, her smooth voice dripping with contempt and disgust, "You have never even attempted to find an alternative, didn't you? Why would you when it wasn't your homes and families you were torn apart from!?"

"Your ignorance and selfishness only makes this easier. Just prune her." Ravonna snapped at the three Minutemen that were restraining the Variant.

"That isn't possible anymore, I'm afraid." the Variant muttered darkly.

And suddenly, the entire warehouse was filled with the sound of fighting. Whipping her gaze around, Ravonna could only gape as Minuteman turned on Minuteman as a full half of her remaining forces turned on the other. A brutal bar brawl had broken out amongst the ranks, and as she saw one Minuteman lift up another high over his head before slamming him down head first with a brutal crack…

She could see that one half was the one winning, and she had a feeling that it wasn't hers.

"Enchantment." The Variant explained curtly with a fox-like smile, "My mother discovered that I had a knack for it, and encouraged me to study it under her tutelage, but it was your Minutemen that gave me a chance to actually practice this magic."

"It was straining me to control this many people at once. But thankfully…" She trailed off just as she raised her staff- a fork of green lightning blasting out from the head of her staff and to a pair of her Minutemen. Ravonna could only look on in horror as their flesh shrivelled up to mummy-like husks before collapsing dead on the floor,

The Variant turned back to her with a sinister smile on her pink lips, "...I have all the energy I need right here."

Ravonna had seen a lot over her decades of service, and she knew when she was out matched. With Time Doors no longer functioning, she would have begun running like hell if not for one detail: The trio of Minutemen that were restraining the Variant simply stopped and let go of the smirking blonde.

Immediately after, they charged at her- their armoured bodies tackling her to the ground in a dogpile and holding her down.

"Snap out of it! You're Minutemen of the Time Variance Authority!" She shrieked as they wordlessly held her down. She grunted and huffed as she tried to squirm her free of their grip. But she was not superhuman, so throwing off three of her men with a combined weight at almost 400 pounds was beyond her.

But Ravonna had that one last ace up her sleeve.

A weapon from one of the secure storage vaults in the TVA HQ that she had requisitioned for 'study.'

The only reason why she hadn't pulled it out sooner was that this 'ace' was liable to cause a massive Nexus Event that could make the Sacred Timeline spiral out of control. She'd be causing the very thing she had sworn to prevent- endangering the Sacred Timeline for her own means.

But she had little choice now.

Sometimes you had to break the law to prevent an even bigger crime from occuring. It can't be any worse than this Zeta-class Nexus event that this Variant-bitch caused, and it was more than likely that the Variant will go on to cause more Nexus events after this should she go unstopped.

If this ace of hers caused a Nexus event, she'll gladly prune herself.

"I wish I didn't have to use this, but you leave me no choice!" She growled out at the Variant just as her hand managed to slip out of the enchanted Minuteman's grip long enough for her to plunge into her hat bag that was clipped to the side of her pants. Her scrambling fingers found their grip around the definitely non-regulation item.

And with an errant twitch of her will, a massive burst of cosmic energy sent arcs of blue light exploding from her body, and throwing the Variant off her feet. The three Minutemen holding her down were less lucky: They were eradicated from existence as every atom in their bodies disappeared in a flash of blue light and black smoke.

Bright blue light lit up the dim warehouse interior as she pulled out her hand from her hat bag.

But gone was the standard issue black glove of the TVA uniform; instead, a metallic black and red gauntlet encased her hand, and on the back of her steely armoured hand, glittering like a blue star, was a brilliant stone of immense power. The electric-like crackle of power arced from the stone- shooting across her twitching armoured digits.

"What... " The Variant groaned from her place on the metal flooring of the warehouse- no doubt nursing bruised ribs. "...was THAT?"

"It's the Tesseract. One of the six Infinity Stones that exists in every variation of the Sacred Timeline." Ravonna explained as she aimed her clenched fist to the stumbling Variant. "In another time, in another life. You would have wielded the Tesseract in a bid to rule Earth."

"You would have failed in that attempt." Ravonna gave a cruel smile of fake-pity at the Variant. "Just as you'll fail now."

"No, I won't!" the Loki shouted back- green magic enveloping her staff.

With a roar of unknowable energies, a wrist-thick beam of blue light brighter than the sun shot from the gauntlet's stone and headed straight for the Variant.

But the beam was met by a counter-force from the Variant.

Green lightning that shot from the head of her staff and the energy beam from one of the greatest powers in the Timeline was stopped dead in its tracks by the Variant's staff. And to Ravonna's surprise, the green lightning started to push back- eating at the Tesseract's beam and coming closer to her.

And for a brief moment, Ravonna thought it was all over for her. But...

"Aaagggghhh!" the blonde woman screamed as her staff clattered to the floor- blue and green lightning arcing across her body- the smooth pale skin of her face seeming to have cracked under the strain of the energies.

Ravonna shook her head in relief as she watched the Loki writhe painfully on the ground: she should have expected this to happen.

"You had me worried for a second there," she admitted to the still twitching woman, "but I guess Lokis will always be destined to fail."

She aimed her gauntlet at the fallen Variant and just as she was about to blast her into atoms…

[The Citadel at the End of Time]

"WHO ARE YOU?!" He-Who-Remains shouted desperately, sweating profusely in his purple robes and green tunic as he jabbed a meaty dark-skinned finger at the direction of the bone-clad giant that stood in his office. "WHAT ARE YOU?"

"Everyone asks 'who' I am or 'what' I am, but no one asks 'how' I am." the giant's deep gravelly voice mocked with sadistic relish as he approached the ebony wood desk- his heavy footsteps slow and deliberate as if he had already won. And as He-Who-Remains backed up against his chair, a tiny part in the back of his mind reminded him that he was absolutely correct.

For some inexplicable reason, this Hevnokren bore an immunity to all things Time Manipulation or even Destiny Manipulation. This meant that the giant was invulnerable to anything that He-Who-Remains and the TVA were capable of throwing. This was only made even more clear by how the blood of dozens of TVA Minutemen still clung to Hevnokren's bone armour like fresh paint- no doubt from having butchered his way through the TVA HQ.

There was nothing and no one left to stop him.

A heavy bead of cold sweat dripped down the side of He-Who-Remains' face. His features were tense as with anxiousness as Hevnokren stopped right in front of his desk and bent at the waist to bring his intimidating bone helmet closer to him. The blood-red eyes seemed to glow malevolently through the eye-slits of his bone helmet.

"Go ahead, Nathaniel." His deep voice mockingly urged him, "Ask how am I."

He-Who-Remains or Nathaniel Richards to those with forbidden knowledge froze at the command. He even knew his real name- they had no hope to begin with.

"H-how are you, Hevnokren?" Nathaniel offered hesitantly, making Henvokren's eyes curl in a smile.

"GOL HA JUL"

And just like that, all those worrying concerns of Nathaniel just melted away from him, like grime and dirt from a long day's work outside. And for the first time in so very, very long, that ever-present stress from managing the Sacred Timeline seemed so far away now that his only focus in life was to please his new boss, and he couldn't be happier for it.

He owed Hevnokren everything.

"Just fine, Nathaniel, just fine." His boss' deep voice rumbled in a languid tone, "Now walk me through how this 'Controlling the timeline' aspect works."

"Sure, sir, whatever you need." Nathaniel replied- already going to his desk drawers to pull out the notes he had compiled for the successor that he had been grooming to replace him.

But his replacement had to wait, first he had to please his lord and master- Hevnokren.

… Then suddenly, like a movie scene abruptly changing to a whole different camera angle, Ravonna suddenly found herself seated in front of a metal table- her hands handcuffed to the center of the table and the black and red Infinity Gauntlet that was once in her hand was nowhere to be found.

Panicked, she glanced around the dimly lit room, and found that she immediately recognised the room- it was one of those interrogation rooms back in TVA HQ. By the double door entrance, she found two TVA Minutemen watching her with frowns. But more importantly, seated across the table was the Loki-Variant in the TVA Minuteman uniform- one that more aptly fitted on her slender frame like she had one tailored for herself.

"What did you do!?" Ravonna snapped at the smugly smirking blonde.

"I've done nothing but do my job, Variant." She replied with an amused tone of voice.

Then the door at the corner of the room opened to reveal a giant of a man in some tribal bone armour. And not even a second after, the squeal of metal chairs sliding across concrete rang out as the Loki-Variant crisply stood up at attention

"Timekeeper on deck!" the Loki-Variant announced and saluted in a snappy fashion that would have done any drill sergeant quietly proud. "Timekeeper Hevnokren, sir!"

"Judge Sylvie, C-15, C-20." His deep voice rumbled out as he nodded once to each of them- the bone-clad giant visibly sweeping his gaze to the other two Minutemen in the room before resting on Ravonna in a mysterious stare as if he was contemplating something.

"Leave us and resume with your other duties." he finally said- not taking his imperious gaze off of her as the Loki-Variant and the two Minutemen saluted once again before walking off. And Ravonna held his stare with one of her own, just quietly listening as the thump of boots marching sounded out followed by the jiggle of doorknob then finally punctuated by the door opening and closing with a soft click.

"You're no Timekeeper. Who are you?" She probed at him in a firm voice- intent on taking the first question and the initiative in the conversation.

"I am Hevnokren, and during your mission on that alien world of Sakaar, I was the real Variant that you were sent to Prune from the Timeline." His deep voice explained simply as he helped himself to the chair across her.

Glancing at her hand-cuffed wrists, he made a half-hearted gesture with his hands and the metal immediately sprang off of her and disassembled itself like it was spring-loaded to do so. The clatter of the handcuff's metal pieces on the table quietly rang through the room.

"To put it plainly, I won a total victory." he began in a patient tone, "I managed to rush into TVA HQ before the Time Doors stopped working. And after a quick rampage through your HQ, I faced the Timekeepers… who I then cast down and took their power for my own. With said power that I tore from them, I retconned the entire history of the TVA..."

With a tap of his finger on the table, a holographic projection of the TVA HQ was put on display in the air just on top of the table, showing the skyscraper-sized stone statues of Hevnokren lining the HQ where the statues of the original Timekeepers once stood.

"As far as anyone remembers, the TVA has always served and will always serve me: Their Timekeeper Hevnokren."

And Ravonna felt numb. She had almost nothing left- her colleagues, her career, and even her very history. Hevnokren had ensured that himself. But she still had her dignity, and the numbness gave way to anger as it boiled up from within her. If he wanted to take even her dignity, then she would go down fighting.

"And why keep me around? Why restore my memories?" She snarled at him- her brown eyes staring at him with nothing but loathing in them.

"Because I felt like tormenting you." He said simply, utterly unthreatened or bothered by her outburst.

"What are you going to do? Torture me? Rape me?" Ravonna dared him as her eyes narrowed- standing up from her chair. "I won't give you the satisfaction."

At that, she finally got a reaction from the usurping Variant as he scoffed in amusement.

"Rape you? You don't seem to understand, Ravonna." The usurper chortled in humour, "I've taken control of the TVA. The timeline is mine to play with."

Reaching into his pocket, Hevnokren pulled out a stack of Time Slides from his pocket- looking like simple photographs, the Slides could be used to replay with 100% accuracy events from any point in the Timeline. And with a deft motion, he inserted them into the projector on the edge of the table.

"I don't need to rape you." He said simply as the far wall began to play the events, and her face morphed into one of horror and disbelief.

For right there, projected against the wall was a photo of Hevnokren with herself… and herself and herself and herself. The four Ravonna Renslayers were looking up at the camera as they lovingly kissed and suckled on a massive shaft as he sat on the throne of the timekeepers.

"Four? Eight? Twenty? I could have as many of you as I want." Hevnokren casually shrugged as he clicked through the other photos in the set.

And just as he said, there was a long line of twenty Ravonna Renslayers lying back on a the edge of massive bed- their long, dark-skinned legs spread open and their hands spreading each other's pussies as they leaked copious amounts of Hevnokren's semen. Every single one of them had a big, grateful smile as they looked at the camera. The sounds of their lustful cooing and begging and moaning echoing out in the room.

"But the best part?!" His voice boomed with almost sadistic glee. "You're the original. And you may not remember it, but you've already been my convenient warm hole for almost 10,000 years."

The unyielding grip of a hand encased in a bone gauntlet wrapped around her throat as Hevnokren pulled her across the table to meet him face to face- Ravonna's terrorized face just a few inches away from his bone helmet.

"W-why?!" She cried out- realising that Hevnokren had already won and he had done so thousands of years ago. "Why tell me all this?!"

"Because I've had enough of you." The giant only laughed- deep and cruel. "Merely sticking my cock in your willing holes has become a chore. Of course it would turn out this way."

"That's it?!" Ravonna couldn't help but shriek as she desperately clawed and kicked at his bone armour, "You're just going to kill me because you're tired of raping me?!"

"And why wouldn't it when I have every woman in the multiverse to pick from to warm my bed? On a scale of 1 to 10 of the women I've had, you're a middling 1 compared to the literal goddesses that I've had."

Ravonna could only imagine how many women Hevnokren had. With his unchallenged control of the timeline, he could have any woman in existence. Every woman at her prime, in all of their many slight variations. He could have them as often or as infrequently as he wanted. All the women of all reality were his love dolls to be used and discarded.

What was Ravonna Rennslayer to him when compared to the beauties that inhabited the Sacred Timeline?

"And that's why… I'm setting you down on the path to your freedom." He told her in an almost gentle tone- a bone-encased finger reaching out to the side of her head to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

And Ravonna was dumbstruck by that.

"You're going to set me free?" She whispered in deep surprise. And though she couldn't remember the 10,000 years that she had spent in his captivity, what mattered the most to her now was that she was being set free after all these years.

"Yes." Hevnokren emphasized in a solemn whisper and his bone helmet giving only the barest of nods as he set her down on her own two feet.

"...And all you have to do is accept the semen of every male in the original Sacred Timeline in your holes."

There was a brief moment of pure confusion that came over Ravonna when he said that. She had misheard- she was sure of it. Because what she heard was so utterly insane that it had to be anything else than what she heard. But long seconds passed by and Hevnokren didn't utter anything more- simply staring at her expectantly with those blood-red eyes peering through the eye slits of his bone helmet.

Ravonna's pupils narrowed to pinpricks as she realised the fatal fact that Hevnokren was completely serious. He would sooner make her a cum dump for all of existence before he would let her go free.

"N-No!" She choked out as she stumbled back- away from the cruel madman in bone armour who still stood there- blood red eyes staring at her as they unflinchingly condemned her to a fate that was the height of insanity and the lowest depths of degradation.

"Well, it's either this or I use pain to torment you for the same number of eons." Hevnokren mused with a mocking tone, "Think of it as a mercy that you're merely going to be the galaxy's cumdump for a few eons."

"B-but that's trillions! Hundreds of Trillions of men!" Ravonna exclaimed in horror as she pressed her back against the wall as hard as she could- hoping that it would give way and swallow her up.

Hevnokren merely nodded.

"Understandable," he muttered- mulling the logistics of whoring her out to the entirety of existence, "I'll assign someone to help expedite the process for you."

And right on cue- likely had been listening in for all the whole of the conversation- the Loki-Variant sauntered into the room. Still garbed in her impeccably-fitted TVA uniform, she bore an almost visible gleam in her blue-green eyes as if she had been waiting for this for a long time.

"Sylvie, help her get… settled in for her assigned task." Hevnokren directed her new warden.

A wicked smile sprouted on the Loki-Variant's pink lips.

"Gladly, my Timekeeper."

[Sakaar]

She was fed drugs or 'potions' as the Loki-Variant had called them.

'Potions' that would allow her to endure the burden of her new duties and ' to make your ugly appearance more palatable' in the blonde Loki-Variant's words.

Whatever the potions did to Ravonna, it also made her more beautiful than she'd ever been- filling out the curves around her rear and her thighs and her breasts to push her all the way up to a generous D-cup. Burned away the pudge that she had been building up from her desk job. It smoothened her skin to better resemble the highest quality of milk chocolate.

To never age, to never tire, to never break, and to never cease. It sounded like a wonder drug that many on Earth would have killed to acquire no matter the price, but Ravonna could attest now that the price for drinking it was too high: To be used as an unaging, unbreaking and unceasing free use cumdump for the whole of the Sacred Timeline.

"I take no pleasure in this, you know?" The Loki-Variant off-handedly told her as she helped her up to her feet and towards the pillory erected at the middle of the square.

A simple board of metal on a stick- much like a signpost- had been erected in the center of the raised platform. And on said signpost was three holes- the center one being much larger than the two that flanked it. One to clasp around her neck and hold her head in place, and the other two to hold her wrists and secure her hands. Raised only at waist height, she would be bent over and exposed to the crowd's and their whims.

"Joking, I'm joking." the blonde Loki-Variant admitted with a laugh before her smile turned sadistic.

"I do so enjoy this very much. After all… " she whispered with a cruel, mocking tone, "I still remember what you did to me. Hev was kind enough to allow me that- to allow me to suggest this to be your fate."

Ravonna's brown eyes widened at that- at the revelation that this was all the Loki's idea. But before she could express her immense hatred for the Loki, the blonde slapped her over the mouth- popping a nanotech gag in her mouth that poured itself around her head to form a secure strap.

And with a flex of the Loki's magic, Ravonna was stripped completely naked with naught a stitch of clothing on her. Her milk chocolate skin was exposed to the murmuring crowds as Sylvie forced her to bend over at her slender waist- presenting her thick chocolate ass to the leering eyes of the Sakaarian crowds to devour with their gaze.

And with a final, ominous rankling of metal latches and locks snapping shut around Ravonna's neck and wrists Ravonna to the pillory.

Bent over before a crowd, her exposed womanhood visibly glistened in front of all the men in the city of Sakaar as the Loki-variant gleefully officially declared her as a tool for men to use for their release. A cumdump, a set of warm holes to use, a pair of asscheeks to slap and abuse.

And as Ravonna looked up from where she was bent over, she saw the bright shining hologram of the Loki-Variant repeating her speech in a booming voice that echoed through the city- no doubt that this peech of hers was being played in every medium of communication available- all to declare that 'Ravonna Renslayer was free to use by all.'

Ravonna felt herself drip eager nectar from her femnine lips.

'It's just the potion that she force fed me.' Ravonna thought to herself as her femnine lips quivered under the scrutinizing stare of thousands of impatient males who were only half-listening to Sylvie's proclamation of Ravonna's new purpose in her nigh immortal life.

And at the end of Sylvie's proclamation, the lustful crowds exploded in an raucous outburst of cheering, and a whimper from Ravonna as she jiggled at the restraints of the pillory. It would have taken superhuman strength to break these bonds, but Ravonna feared that the countless millions that would be pounding their lusts out into her body would be sufficient in breaking the pillory.

"And without further ado…" Sylvie happily declared as she reached over to Ravonna's presented rear end. The dark-skinned former TVA judge felt it as the Loki-variant placed her fingers on Ravonna's feminine lips. And she felt it when said delicate lips were spread open to reveal the flushed pink of her inner lips.

"Ravonna Renslayer is open for your uses. Do not be gentle." The cruel lilt of the Loki-Variant's request echoed throughout the city before she slipped away without even glancing back at Ravonna- leaving her to the mercy of the crowd of lustful males.

'Not just the crowd: This was being broadcasted for the entire planet to see.' A tiny, fearfully aroused voice whispered in the back of her mind, 'An entire planet's population was peering into her most private place that were now, by decree, to be the public property of the entire planet.'

The responding roar of the crowds reminded Ravonna just how many of them there were. And it only made it more frightening as there was no hesitation from the crowds as they surged forward- scrambling to form a line. The sound of fists striking flesh rang out in the crowds as some minor fights broke out from all the pushing.

As far as Ravonna could remember, she didn't have that much sexual experience, just those spur-of-the-moment one night stands throughout the decades of her service in the TVA. But this? To be a public cumdump for an entire planet's worth of men? She couldn't help but shiver in fright.

Unfortunately for her, the TVA-judge had very little time to prepare herself for the impending gangbang. The first man had already stepped up behind her bent over form, separating her feet a little more as he positioned her to his liking to just the right height to comfortably use her holes to his tastes.

"First one to the line!" the man gloated with vicious relish - his face Ravonna couldn't even see, "fucking and seeding your cunt is going to be more pleasurable now that I fought and won the right to be first."

Ravonna could only groan and whimper into her gag as the man gave her thick milk chocolate ass cheek a meaty slap with his palm before taking hold of her waist- the tip of his hardened erection teasing her already wet entrance. He rubbed his shaft up and down her slit a few times- enjoying the wet kiss that her pussy lips gave it before his grip around her waist tightened and…

… the very first cock of the many trillions that will follow suit sank into her pussy.

And if there was any denial on Ravonna's part as to whether or not she'd enjoy the fucking, it was answered by the man fucking her as his voice rang out into the hot Sakaarian air.

"Fuck yeah, you wet slut! I knew that you were waiting for this to happen to you!" He exclaimed for the rest of the men in the line to hear. His thrusting hips slamming into her pillowy ass as his cock became the first to explore her unstained depths.

Jeers and laughter broke out from the clamor of the massive crowd of men, even as Ravonna tried to shake her head in denial. Shameful tears streamed down her cheeks.

'It was the potion!' She wanted to plead. She didn't find it arousing at all that she was reduced to being a cumrag for an endless mass of men who were going to use her without mercy or ceasing. But the men had already made up their mind about her to be that- to be a slut for them.

"Put your back into it! Fuck the slut up!" They cheered the first man on, and the man- who Ravonna didn't even know was human or any of the other races in the galaxy- did his best to live up to the cheers of the crowd. His thrusts became faster and more savage as he gripped her trim waist tight to leverage every inch of his decently sized cock into her pussy.

The Loki-Variant had mentioned that the potion would rejuvenate her body- turn back the clock on her body to put it back to its prime. Her virginal cunt may as well have been as tight as it was when she was still a virgin and consequently, that decently-sized cock felt like it was so much bigger than it had any right to be. Her already wet inner walls were a vice grip as it resisted the invading member, but as her revitalized pussy remembered the lust that came from being ravaged, she felt herself becoming wetter and more aroused with each passing second.

"Fuck, you're one tight whore!" The man grunted as he hammered his way forward and progressively increased his speed, filling up Ravonna's practically-virgin walls around his cock. The distinct odor of sex and the moist slapping of body against skin began to reverberate across the square.

And all the skyscraper tall hologram of her gagged and pilloried form proudly showcased her violation to all the men that stood in line for their own turn- inflaming their lusts for when they could finally lay their hands on her. And Ravonna had no doubt that such a vidfeed was also being broadcasted to every corner of the planet.

"I can't believe I'm fucking a former judge!" the man cried as he began to lose himself in ecstasy.

The Loki-Variant had mentioned that Ravonna was a judge- an arbiter in a distant world- which was true for the most part. The TVA wasn't an organization known by any in the timeline itself. But the sheer pleasure of defiling a person that was once in a position of power only served to spur on the man's frantic fucking. Ravonna's sopping wet pussy, enhanced as it was by the Potion and apparently being a product of the privileged upper class of a society, was apparently a treat for him.

A treat for them all.

"I'm going to seed this slut and shoot it all into her womb!" he victoriously announced as he sped up his thrusting. The man had done the best he could to hold on, but with Ravonna' flawless and thick body completely helpless to his lusts and her inner walls clamping down around him. It wouldn't be long before he reached his climax.

"She might even get pregnant!" He cruelly jeered at her, "To me, that seems like a fair way to treat a free use whore like this! Who's with me?!"

The crowd bellowed their agreement- raising their fists in the air. Planting his feet firmly into the platform, the man gave one last mighty thrust and forced the tip of his cock as deep into this public cocksleeve's still pristine cunt before unloading into it. Staining it white with semen- the first of the many thousands that Ravonna knew were going to follow that day.

Ravonna was thrown into a daze when a steaming hot pool of cum settled in the back of her womb. The dark-skinned woman couldn't even confess that the sensation was terrible, no matter how much she wished she could.

And as the man pulled out his glistening wet cock out of her hot and freshly-fucked vagina, Ravonna couldn help but be reminded that she hadn't cum. She was so perilously and infuriatingly close to it, but it still eluded her. And she hated herself for wanting to cum at all as she was in her new station as a public use cumdump.

A loud sharp 'Ping!' rang through the square as the hologram above displayed a massive counter.

- x -

Ravonna Renslayer

Cunt: 1

- x -

It was an omen of things to come for her. To have her performance tracked like she was a tool. Which she practically was: her body reduced to a receptacle for the sexual release of men. And once again, the cheers and applause of the crowd roared out from all around her as they looked up and pointed and laughed at the stats. That final touch of humiliation was something the entire crowd wholeheartedly supported, it seems.

The footsteps of the first man descending the platform she set on was accompanied by a second set that climbed up as the second man set to use her stepped up where the first man had stood just a bare minute ago.

"I don't know about the rest of them, but I like to think of myself as a dedicated ass-man." the second man quipped to her with amusement, "You know what that means, right, Miss 'Renslayer' ?"

His hands roughly grabbed onto each thick cheek of her bubble butt and pulled them slightly apart to reveal the darker brown of her puckered star and dumped some cold gooey liquid right onto it- lube, no doubt. The sensations of her ass being grabbed and spread and the lube being poured right onto her vulnerable tight asshole made Ravonna squeal into the gag.

"What was that?" the man joked as he stuck two fingers right into her backdoor to spread the lube around, "You want me to ruin your fat ass?"

He punctuated the question with a forceful thrust of his fingers- drawing out a loud juicy squelch of lube on her increasingly sensitive anus as the man loosened out her tight wet sphincter-ring as much as possible to prime it for his cock's enjoyment.

"Feel free to tense up as much as you want, Ravonna-doll." his gruff voice advised her- as he withdrew his fingers. "It'll only make it more enjoyable for me after all."

Having finished with his pre-anal preparations, the man place the tip of his cock right where his finger was- prodding the thick head right against the Ravona's tight brown rosebud that was resisting with all its might. Ravonna's pussy, even though virginal in tightness, was nothing compared to the tightness of her asshole. She had never let anyone screw her ass before.

As far as she could remember, at least. Henvokren likely used it, but the potion hard reset her body. And now, her 'first' anal was going to be claimed by this random humanoid whose face she did not even see.

With a grunt, he tried to push his cock and barely managed to shove his tip inside. Ravonna, for her part, only gritted her teeth as she felt him enter her ass- feeling like she was being split open as his girth was noticeably larger than the first man. That, or her asshole, was just that tight.

And like the man before him, this one that was doing his best to plunder her asshole, sawing back the wide cockead in and out of her tight anus as he dipped inch after inch with each thrust- gradually feeding her rear hole with more of throbbing cock.

"Just jam it in, ya pussy!" a voice from the crowd mocked- making the man that was easing his cock into her asshole to growl in frustration and promptly took it out on Ravonna's ass- doing as the crowd had suggested and jammed the thick cock all the way to the hilt into her vulnerable rear hole.

Her eyes widened at the abrupt insertion, but he didn't stop there- slamming in and out of Ravonna's backdoor with all the vigor he could muster, his hips smacked loudly on her velvety rear end, the slapping sound ringing out loud and clear.

Her climax came just as abruptly- her tight sphincter clenched down on the hilt of the man's cock as her pussy squeezed out the previous man's cum and sent a mix of it and her nectar leaking out in a small spurt down to the platform floor. Her shameful moan of pleasure, despite being muffled by the gag, was still heard by the man over the wet slapping noises of him fucking her ass.

"The fucking slut came from getting her ass fucked!" He declared with a laugh- even as he continued to ram his rod of man meat in and out of her trembling asshole and keeping her up in her orgasmic high as his big balls caressed the TVA judge's slit, which made her nether lips shiver.

Then, with a thunderous grunt, it was all over.

Ravonna's fat ass cheeks flattened against the man's hips as he planted his cock right to the hilt of her asshole. Rope after rope of spunk was shot right into the former judge's intestines- coating her slimy insides with his hot semen in an orgasm that he seemed to have saved up just for her. The grunts of his climax were almost consumed by the roaring cheers of the crowd.

And finally, he withdrew from her abused rear hole with a satisfied sigh. It was a sigh that was accompanied by Ravonna's own whimper of pain and pleasure as the cool air teased the inside of her gaping anus. A big hot dose of semen still feeling so hot in her bowels.

The loud 'Ping!' of the scoreboard once again rang out as it updated the tally just as the second man walked off the stage and the third one climbed up.

- x -

Ravonna Renslayer

Cunt: 1

Ass: 1

- x -

"Thank fuck that asshole was done!" the third man to fuck her just this hour alone exclaimed in an impatient tone before just as impatiently and carelessly slamming his manhood into her dripping snatch. The loud squelch of semen and girl cum being suddenly displaced from her vagina by a thick cock was matched by her soft whine of pleasure.

And pleasure was she given.

The third man's frantic fucking of her pussy supplied that in generous amounts- the wet slapping of flesh against flesh rang out as his hips met her bubble butt in powerful thrusts that sent his cock into her depths. Of the three men that she had so far, he was by far the most brutal and furious- battering her vulnerable pussy with such force that that Ravonna couldn't help but come twice over in the short span of time that he had been fucking her.

But like any candle that burned twice as hot and twice as bright, it burnt out twice as fast as well. The third man came with a loud howl and added to the hot pool of cum that was building up in her womb- a fresh batch of cum mixing in with the previous one in a cocktail as their sperm competed on the fertile walls of her womb.

"Damn, for a free use whore, you're a good fuck." He sighed out before his palm delivered a reverberating smack to her ass cheek, "I'll be sure to use you again when I get the chance."

And with that, he drew out with a pleasured sigh, the air tickling her inner walls as they momentarily gaped before the potions that were fed to her did their magic and shut her inner walls back closed and tight to match that of a fresh virgin.

But no sooner did he vacate her tingling vagina did another cock replace his- eager to scrape out the cum that was smeared along her inner walls with the ridge of his cock before adding his own to the depths of her tight free use hole.

Ravonna felt like she was going to go insane if this kept on any longer.

'There should only be a few dozen of them, right?' Ravonna blearily thought to herself as the fourth man began using her pussy.

And as if to prove her wrong, the skyscraper hologram above shifted- the lights swirling in a show designed to attract the attention of potential viewers.

The display shifted from showing the tally of her holes- which was no doubt going to balloon in number before the day was done- to a live aerial view of the square that was held in. Due to the pillory upon which she was fixed on, she could not see how long the line was. But now, thanks to the hologram, she could see. Men by the hundreds, trudging in from miles around, all drawn by the news of a woman made into a public use whore.

Drawn, not for any exciting event nor by commemoration or celebration of a holiday. No. They were all here for one thing and one thing alone- the defenseless holes between her outspread legs.

And it was then that Ravonna could only whimper pitifully as she realised that this was going to be a long, long day for her.

And yet, the men just kept coming and cumming. Five men, then ten men, then twenty… then she lost count as it all began to blur together as her vagina and anus were force fed so many different cocks that she couldn't remember them all if not for the fact that she could look up at any time and read just how many males had used her holes.

- x -

Ravonna Renslayer

Cunt: 87

Ass: 64

- x -

Each and every one seemed to hit her differently though, that much she could recall. Some were thicker and stretched out her pussy and ass wide that every movement seemed to scrap against her inner walls to ignite incredible amounts of pleasure, some were longer and gouged against the very bottom of her well with every thrust before pushing even deeper into her cum-filled womb to deliver their load directly into the overflowing pool of cum left by dozens that came before.

Ravonna could no longer deny it- not even to herself- that the Potions were not the cause of her arousal. It was her own. Her mind may have forgotten what those ten thousand years with Hevnokren were like, but her body had most assuredly had not. Because despite her not remembering a single second of it, her body remembered the thousands of years of being a fucktoy for the man who became the Timekeeper. Her erogenous zones tingled in anticipation, and she shamelessly and obediently grew wet at the prospect of cock.

So she moaned and screamed into her gag as man after man used her ass and pussy. As they slapped her pillowy, milk chocolate and shot their cum in her- helping her fulfill her purpose as a planet's designated cumdump.

The slew of potions that were fed to her had changed her physiology enough to ensure that she never needed sleep anymore, never felt anything more than a slight tiredness that passed, and that her holes would forever be tight so that she may continue being a treat for the masses.

And she continued to do so, even as day turned to night, night turned to day, and on and on. The days blurred together just as inseparable as the every churning pool of cum that filled her insides.

She did no know how long she was in that fuck drunk haze of constant sex and degradation. But at least she knew how many had used her. Ravonna's chocolate brown eyes looked up to the massive skyscraper hologram that displayed her ever growing tally.

- x -

Ravonna Renslayer

Cunt: 792

Ass: 464

- x -

It had been a week or two or maybe a month since she had started- she could no longer tell.

A filthy river of semen trickled down the steps that led up the metal platform. And it's source? Ravonna's two thoroughly used holes. In the scant seconds that she had With every shuddering breath and whimper, she pushed even more of that cum-cocktail out of her holes. Clenching her incredibly sore inner walls and her bowels, she pushed out the incredibly thick mixture of semen from openings.

The seed of more than a thousand males had washed out her over-filled womb and intestines.

And she had learned to love it.

And just as she was getting ready for another day of being the planet's designated cum dump: A flash of light exploded high over the skies of Sakaar, and it was so bright that it looked like a nuke had been detonated in the skies above Sakaar.

But it wasn't that, instead it was a flaming comet that seemed to go straight for the square.

The man currently fucking Ravonna slipped on the river of cum flowing down from the platform. The sickening wet crack of his skull breaking on the pavement was lost in the frenzy of panic as the men ran for their lives from the incoming meteorite. They bolted away in every direction- scattering like a nest of cockroaches that had been disturbed. Even in the limited field of vision that she possessed, Ravonna could see how some men were being trampled under foot by the crowds.

Ravonna- still stuck to the pillory as she was- could only look on in horror as the flaming meteorite hurtled straight for her. Closer, and closer it came; and just as it Ravonna felt the immense heat on her frightened face. The meteorite dimmed down to reveal that it was none other than the strongest woman of the Sacred Timeline herself.

Captain Marvel.

Still clad in her tight-fitting gold, red and blue nanomachine outfit, the Avenger was like an open flame of cosmic energy- the bright yellow energy that wreathed her form were like solar flares as the wisps of luminous energy emanated from her form. Born from the power of the Space Stone, Captain Marvel's power was virtually limitless.

She was a god-like being who could effortlessly destroy Earth's mightiest heroes if it came to it.

If there was a list of people in the Sacred Timeline that had the power to stop the usurper Hevnokren, Ravonna thought that Captain Marvel was high on the list- if not the list in its entirety.

And at the Avenger's approach, the metallic nanomachine gag in Ravonna's mouth seemed to shrivel up and fall to the floor in a tinkling wet splat of liquid metal. And for the first time in so long, Ravonna was able to open and close her mouth unobstructed.

"Did you come here for me? Am- am I saved?" Ravonna rasped to the Avenger, her jaw stiff from being gagged for entire weeks on end.

But Captain Marvel merely took one look at Ravonna before turning back to the crowd that had stopped in the distance- their wary eyes peering from whatever cover they had taken in fear of Captain Marvel. And as the murmuring of their audience began to creep out, the skyscraper hologram above once again shifted. This time showing the bone giant turned Timekeeper himself- his massive form still clad in his bone armour taking up the entire skyscraper-sized hologram.

"Good morning, Sakaar. This is your Grandmaster Hevnokren speaking to you." Hevnokren greeted them all- the deep rumbling bass of his voice doing its best to do a chipper tone, but only succeeded in sounding completely

diabolical. "I have news: I am starting a game show program that will be broadcast all throughout the galaxy and it will be called 'Marvel's Cinematic Underwear Show!'"

A wave of outright confusion now spread through the scattered crowds at the completely strange name for a game show.

"And hosting this brand new show is your host, Captain Marvel herself." Hevnokren introduced with a proud flourish of his big bone-armoured hand, "As part of our publicity stunt, she's starting a galaxy-wide tour to promote the show!"

"Alright, do your thing, Carol!" He cheered with a bone-clad thumbs up before the skyscraper-spanning holographic screen shifted back to the strongest Avenger. Carol's shapely red and blue clad figure was standing just a few steps away from the semen-encrusted stairs of the platform where Ravonna's own sperm-leaking cunt and asshole was just quietly off in the background.

Ravonna's chocolate brown eyes were glued intently on the holographic screen. And on the massive holographic screen, she could see how the strongest Avenger seemed to give a long-suffering sigh before her red gloved hand came up to tap the golden metal star that sat at the center of her armour's chestpiece.

And with a soft keen of nanomachines in motion that Ravonna could hear in person, Captain Marvel's armour flashed in a dizzying flurry of colours from bright neons to cool matte greys to monochromatic colours as her outfit began receded from her hands and feet.

The blonde's hands and feet were left bare then- the soft, pale skin slightly pinkish under the Sakaarian sun.

With a frown, Captain Marvel gave another tap on the golden star- this time with a bare hand. And once again the soft metallic keen of nanomachines rang out, Captain Marvel's armour flashed in another briefer, but still dizzying flurry of colours as her outfit once again receded- this time stopping to a one piece leotard that left her arms and thighs completely bare.

There were some acceptable variations of the timeline wherein Carol Danvers was… less attractive.

But in this timeline, Carol Danvers was one of the most beautiful women alive: Lush wavy blonde hair bouncing past her slender shoulders. A toned, but still feminine physique with her irresistible hourglass figure. Full, perky D-cups like mounds of the smoothest vanilla. A bubbly round ass atop thick, creamy thighs.

And right now, Carol Danvers was in the process of baring it all.

The skyscraper hologram helpfully gave a rear view of Captain Marvel's outfit- zooming in to show off the thong-like quality as her current outfit left her bubbly ass cheeks completely bare as well. The leather-like texture of her nanomachine armour almost to a floss-like thinness as it slipped between the crack of her ass before curling out to snuggly cup her femine mound at the front.

The crowds were a captive audience as morbid curiosity gave way to lustful curiosity.

Hand now trembling, Captain Marvel gave yet another tap to the golden star, her outfit merely gave a quick flash through some colours- barely a quarter of a second before it receded to what had to be the tiniest bikini in the galaxy.

The 'cups' of her bra were more the size of coins that didn't completely cover her areolas. The pink edges of Carol's areolas were peeking out the edges of the 'bra' and left the rest of her creamy D-cup breasts almost completely uncovered except for her nipples. Her bikini bottoms were just a strip of cloth as thick as a pencil that left the outer fleshy puffy lips completely exposed.

"I'm Captain Marvel." Carol broke into a wide grin as she struck a pose.

Her slender arms went to drape over her breasts and crotch as if to cover them. Then promptly tore them off with a flourish and a bright flare of her wispy yellow energies- sending the scant pieces of nanotech fabric launched off into the distance.

"And that was my cinematic underwear!" She announced in a teasing lilt of her melodious voice, "Welcome, everyone, to the Marvel's Cinematic Underwear Game Show where I, Carol Danvers, debase myself in whatever way is voted on."

The Avengers turned around in another pose- tossing her hair over her shoulder and shooting the crowds a lustful glance and inviting smile over her shoulder.

"And in Today's game is…"

The skyscraper hologram changed back to the tally, but with a few additions.

- x -

Ravonna Renslayer

Mouth: 0

Cunt: 0

Ass: 0

Captain Marvel

Mouth: 0

Cunt: 0

Ass: 0

- x -

"F-First One to Triple One Thousand Cumshots!" the blonde exclaimed in a bright grin that was slightly faltering and forced. "Ravonna and I are going to race to see who can gather one thousand cumshots in each of our three juicy holes."

Bending over by the waist, Captain Marvel thrust the full round orbs of her creamy smooth bare ass to the crowds and if that wasn't enough, she reached behind her with her dainty hands, grasped however much bouncy ass cheek she could fit in her palms and spread them apart to present her juicy holes to the public.

Her pristine pink pussy lips were spread apart to reveal her tight entrance to her most precious place. And the pink star that law between the pillowy creamy cheeks of her luscious ass trembled at the attention that it was getting.

"The first ten to claim each of my mouth, vagina, and anus gets a free one year subscription to the show's live stream!" Carol Danvers cheerily advertised as she spread her holes even wider even as the crowd in their thousands began in a mad stampede towards them.

"So let Marvel's Cinematic Underwear Game Show begin!"

- What-If Smut Omake 1 End -

Chapter 6: A Dragonborn's Pyrrhic Victory will be posted on Wednesday

...

AN:

Marvel's Cinematic Underwear Show will become available to Earthlings soon! (Disclaimer: 'Soon' being defined as 'whenever the next What-If Smut is going to be posted.' ) Also, you can all thank Fenris for the completely stupid name. I can't stop laughing at how bad it is.

Ravonna Renslayer isn't really a character that I strongly dislike. She's just sort of there. I would have liked for it to have been someone else, but I already have plans for the others.

Other What-Ifs to come. I'm just not sure how to approach this, but I'm leaning towards continuing this TimeKeeper Hevnokren plot device to lewd girls in ways that Hev would never allow/be able to in the main storyline.

- An alternate take on the 1st Contractor, Aether and the Genshin Impact waifus arrive just in time to face down Timekeeper Hevnokren. It will be like the upcoming fight, but with 2400% more rape and NTR as the rest of the Genshin girls get their fair share of Dovahcock. It's not fair to them if Ei and Venti are the only ones who get some after all.

- Timekeeper Hevnokren travels the multiverse. Visiting places other IPs and claiming their women.

- Timekeeper Hevnokren goes back to his old Skyrim universe to relive the main quest (And Genderbend the Dragons with the 'Turn Into Sluts' Shout)

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