Your boots clamp across the marble floor of Avengers Manor, most of the others are out on a deep-space mission and it’s unknown when they will return. You are the hero known as ${Your Hero Name}, real name ${Your Name}. You joined the Avengers over a year ago and have gotten to know the team very well.

“Hey, ${Your Name}!” a tiny femine voice calls out. You look around and see no one. Suddenly, a tiny woman appears in your vision. “Boo!” she says and grins. “Hello Janet.” you greet her. The woman floats away and in a flash she returns to her normal size.

This is Janet Van Dyne, a popular fashion designer, but she is also the shrinking superhero known as the Wasp. Using Pym particles, an invention of her former and fallen love interest Hank Pym, she can shrink down to the size of a needle and fly around with the wasp-like wings that form out of her back when she shrinks down. Her main attacking ability is her low power energy blasts that come from her hands, which usually annoy and distract an enemy rather than harm them.

She is an extremely energetic and friendly woman. But more importantly, she is hot as hell. Her smooth white skin, short brown hair, pretty face, perfect breast size, slim arms, and mouth watering legs all make you go to your room and work off the lust.

Wasp is wearing her costume at the moment, on her head are two large yellow metal circles with an antenna poking out the top of each one. Around her neck is a simple black choker and her shoulders and upper arms are exposed. Her hands are covered by a disconnected black sleeve and a yellow glove. Covering her main body is a small black and yellow combat dress, the hem of the skirt ends just below her ass and her upper cleavage is visible above where top of the dress begins. Her perfect legs are shown off by a set of tight black pants and topped off by some yellow boots. It’s a very skimpy outfit all around, making it very hard to keep your boner down.

“Is…everything alright?” Wasp asks with a smile, noticing your wandering eyes. “Uh…yeah…I’m…” you stammer before you feel a hand reach to your apparent bulge. “Looks like you need help relaxing.” the shrinking heroine says as she massages the fabric.

You pant and groan at Wasp’s massaging, “God, Janet. I need you so bad.” you admit. “Then take me already.” she says in a wanting voice. You smile and