There sat Thanos, with all infinity stones in his gauntlet, casually sitting on a chair in Natasha's Avengers quarters.

Natasha quickly reacted by whipping out her two pistols and aiming at Thanos all in a blink of an eye.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Natasha growled.

Weeks ago the Black Widow was told that Thanos was a being from space who planned on using all the 'infinity stones' to end half of life in the universe. But after Thanos came to Wakanda to remove Vision's infinity stone, Thanos simply vanished after Thor had injured him. So Natasha was justified in her confusion.

"Simply put: I have seen the error in my plan," Thanos said.

This was beyond suspicious. People don't just go from pre-mediating large-scale genocide to suddenly becoming benevolent. Human or otherwise.

Natasha, still aiming at Thanos, slowly reared backwards towards the door she came through.

"More specifically, I have seen the future though the stone" Thanos continued, "where I succeed in my plan, but you 'Avengers' undo my actions, where you sacrifice yourself in the process."

Natasha froze in her tracks.

"Why come all this way just to trick me with a silly lie?" Natasha asked.

Thanos rose from his seat, Natasha's pistols following his movements.

"I do not lie Black Widow," Thanos said "allow me to show you.'

Thanos rose his gauntlet up, and formed a fist, where the yellow, orange and green stones glowed.

Natasha winced as she suddenly received a splitting headache before she dropped one of her pistols to clench her head. As quickly as the headache came on, it quickly went away, but she felt visions swarming her mind.

She saw everything.

The snap, the five years, time travel.

And her death.

It all felt so real and convincing to her. Even if he conjured all those sights, Natasha knew he couldn't replicate the emotions she felt in all those visions.

Coming back to her senses, Natasha refocused her sights on Thanos and aimed her one pistol back at him. He had not moved from his standing position.

"Even if what you're saying is true, what does that have to do with me?" Natasha asked him.

"You see, my new plan for salvation is as such: I will invite beings who are worth saving to join me, while I persuade the rest of the universe, including your world." Thanos said stoic.

This new plan of his seemed a lot less… hostile. Unbelievably arrogant, sure. But still, this seemed like a step up from universe wide genocide.

"And these select few. What do you plan to do with them?" Natasha inquired, still unsure of Thanos' motives.

"As I travel the universe expanding my domain, they shall follow and serve me, and in exchange I provide them with all their wishes" Thanos said as he slowly walked towards Natasha, "they shall be called the 'Red Order'."

"Serve? Like some kind of harem of slaves?" Natasha said, pulled the safety on her pistol to punctuate her question.

This unbothered by this threat, Thanos as he continued his pace towards her. Natasha eyes wandered as Thanos paced towards her as she gained a better view of his figure. She noticed his tunic exposed his strong arms, only comparable to Hulk's own.

"I do not keep slaves," Thanos said, offended "no one is kept by force, they are all compensated by me satisfying their desires."

"And what do you mean by 'desires?" Natasha asked.

"Anything they wish for that does not harm others; strength, wealth, pleasures…" Thanos paused, "as long as they agree to serve me."

Pleasures

The word lingered in Natasha's mind, she pictured all that she desired but could never achieve. The planet was safe now, the avengers was stronger than ever, equipped with super humans, wizards, and god-like beings. It was probably time to pass the baton and retire.

But Natasha was so busy saving the world, she never had time to build her own personal life to retire to. No one to go home to.

Distracted by her own imagination, Natasha failed to notice Thanos' large figure had reached inches from her. She lowered her gun as her eyes met Thanos' stern yet calming face.

"And you want me to join your 'red order'?" Natasha asked.

"Only if that's what you desire" Thanos' deep voice rumbled.

Natasha gulped after her attempt to avoid Thanos' gaze caused her to glance at the bulge in his pants.

"And what sort of pleasures would I get?" Natasha asked.

"All that you desire and more" Thanos responded.

Natasha hesitated, she knew Thanos was watching her and yet she continued to stare at his bulge.

"See something you desire now?" Thanos asked.

"Yes…" Natasha manage to get out.

"Then take what you desire" Thanos said softly.

Hesitantly, Natasha dropped her gun and, closed what little distance was left between her and Thanos.

Every fiber of her being was telling her what she was thinking was wrong. In what scenario does doing this with Thanos not end with regret? Thoughts like these swarmed Natasha's mind until she looked at groin again, then her mind suddenly went silent.

She cupped his bulge with her hand, slowly stroking over his pants. Her eyes widen as she realized that the large package in her hand was soft; Thanos wasn't even at his full length yet.

Natasha felt his bulge pulsate with every stroke, his already weighty girth gradually grow. The titan unclipped his tunic and his top dropped to the ground, exposing his large torso. Natasha quickened her pace as she removed her stare from Thanos' crotch to scan his hard, scar covered body.

She felt herself become excited when she saw Thanos' hard, purple abs dressing his body. She let one hand graze over his abs as the other played with the buckle of his waistband until she unclasped it and his pants fell.

Once Thanos' shaft was released from his pants, it sprung upward, nearly knocking back Natasha. She bit her lips before covering Thanos' abs with kisses while she sank to her knees.

The sheer size of Thanos' purple human-like cock made Natasha blush; he bolstered a shaft larger than she'd ever seen before. Even musk of his now exposed shaft sent tingles of excitement through her body while the dampness between her legs grow.

Natasha attempted to wrap her hand around the shaft. But she could barely gripped the base of his shaft, unable to completely wrap a single hand around his width.

"Not many humans on earth of my size, I imagine?" Thanos said.

Was this Thanos' way of bragging, or maybe dirty talk?

"Just one…" Natasha whispered.

She'd always fantasized about what Hulk's shaft would be like, but Thanos more than exceeded her imagination.

Natasha began to lick the length of Thanos' shaft, base to tip, lathering it with her saliva. He tasted quite similar to an average human, but there was a hint of sweetness, almost like honey.

Now dampened by Natasha's tongue, Thanos' musk only grew stronger, further arousing her. Though it looked like it, this was certainly no human cock. The aroma that radiated from his shaft was fruit-like. Pineapple maybe?

Continuing to lick, Natasha looked up at Thanos to see his face tilted up and mouth open in pleasure. It was satisfying to see that she could arouse even the likes of Thanos. Definitely a confidence booster.

This sent Natasha even closer to the edge, she placed her mouth over the head of Thanos' shaft and twirled her tongue around him. Natasha's mouth was wide open to allow only the tip inside her mouth.

She slowly moved her head forward, guiding more and more of Thanos' purple shaft past her lips and into her mouth. The shaft wasn't even a half way inside her before the tip reached the back of Natasha's mouth.

Unable to be intimate with others she cared about, Natasha had other means of pleasuring herself in her spare time. Dildos, beads, vibrators, most toys available in all sorts of different shapes and sizes, Natasha had it. But only her largest toy could even compare to the cock filling her mouth at the moment. She did all sorts of naughty things with that toy.

Though she had that toy to practice for someone else, she would not let her preparation be in vein.

Gagging, Natasha continued to push until half his length was inside Natasha's throat.

This earned a deep groan from Thanos as he placed his meaty hand behind Natasha's head, slowly pushing more of his cock into her mouth. Natasha moaned onto Thanos' cock as she felt his shaft sliding into her throat, until his length was entirely inside her.

Natasha found herself surprised and even more so proud as her nose pressed against Thanos' body.

"Not many beings can ah-" Thanos interrupted himself to moan, "can fellate me with such succession."

The compliment endowed Natasha with even more pride in herself, arousing her all the more.

She slowly pulled her head back to half of Thanos' length and began to bob her head on his cock.

With Thanos so deep in her throat, Natasha could hardly breathe but she was too engulfed with lust she hardly noticed.

Tears blackened by mascara streamed down her face, as Natasha quickened her bobbing pace. The more she swallowed Thanos' massive cock, the more her lips darkened, wet with saliva. Her muffled moans and gags grew louder and louder, catching the attention of her lover.

Thanos, nearly lost in lust, removed his hand from Natasha and she immediately threw her head back. Desperate for oxygen, Natasha deeply gasped for air, chest raising and lowering quickly.

As desperate as she was for air, Natasha was even more desperate for these pleasures to continue. She didn't want this to end. This was the first time in a long time that she was genuinely intimate with someone. Not seducing someone for a mission. Not simulating a faux lover with a toy.

This was real.

Still on her knees, Natasha slowly unzipped her tight leather suit and peeled back her top, exposing her pillow breasts. The sight of a half nude Natasha was enough for lust quickly reignited in Thanos.

"Excellent…" Thanos said in awe.

He gripped his soaked shaft and began stroking, each wet stroke audible because of Natasha's work.

Remembering she had an audience, Natasha fondled her breasts and pinched her nipples, all while keeping eye contact with Thanos. Time to put on a show.

She parted her lips, allowing drool to cascade over her breast, massaging the fluid on her breasts.

Natasha then turned around on her hands and knees, presenting her ass to him. She caressed and squeezed her leather covered ass, before completely removing her pants from her body. Still on her hands and knees, Natasha began slapping her own ass. Slap after slap, the air was filled with the sound of Natasha's spankings and Thanos' stroking.

No one would believe Natasha if she told anyone what was happening. The Black Widow, face covered in dry mascara tears, lips still soaked in saliva, punishing herself in front of the mad titan while he pleasured himself.

Natasha felt a tinge of shame at the thought of even uttering what she was now doing. But her shame was quickly overpowered by lust as she felt fluids from her slit, trickle down her thighs.

Ass reddened and numb with pain, Natasha turned around to see Thanos now furiously stroking, precum slowly dribbling off his cock.

She really had Thanos under her spell.

Natasha crawled back to Thanos and gently placed her hand over his hand, signaling him to stop stroking. She placed her lips on Thanos' hard shaft, and swiftly engulfed his entire shaft, this time with ease. A loud, deep moan escaped Thanos' mouth, as Natasha began to bob on his length again.

"You truly are impressive" Thanos managed to say.

His complements were simple, few worded, but always succeeded in encouraging Natasha.

She gripped Thanos' exposed ass, digging her nails into his cheeks. Using his ass as leverage, Natasha quickened her bobbing speed. Her pink lipstick now smearing the length of Thanos' shaft.

An actual person had so much more to offer than a toy. With a dildo, there was no confirmation that it was receiving pleasure, no affirmation of a good job. But with Thanos, he showed all his emotions on his sleeve.

Thanos tightened his grip on Natasha's head, slowly thrusting to meet her lips. His legs lightly squirming, subtly became uneasy.

It only took Thanos a couple more bobs to push him over the edge. Strong waves of euphoria pulsed through Thanos, as he instinctually grabbed Natasha's head and pull her head close to him. Thanos loudly grunted as Natasha felt his shaft throb deep in her throat and after several pulsations, Natasha pulled away from the cock.

Thanos continued to stroke his cock periodically pausing to allow cum to erupt from his shaft.

Cum pouring from her mouth, Natasha opened her mouth and closed her eyes as she was showered by Thanos' load. Rope after rope, Thanos grunted as seemingly a gallon of cum eventually pumped out of his shaft, covering nearly all of Natasha front. Thanos sighed as the last string of cum left his shaft and he sat on the floor.

Natasha laid on her back, and looked back in the mirror as saw her face, breast, thighs, practically her whole body drenched in cum. The sight of herself, alongside the overwhelming smell of cum, sent shivers down her whole body.

Being soaked in cum should have been disgusting, yet it felt... hot. Literally and figuratively. Yes, being covered in warm, thick liquid would no doubt feel great. But the liquid also served as a visual representation of her causing someone else's orgasm. Natasha could help but feel dirty, sloppy, and sexy that this mess was her doing.

Consumed by lust, Natasha trailed her finger on her soaked boobs, scooping cum and licked it. Definitely pineapple. The taste of the titan's sweet cum made her desperate for satisfaction. She quickly glided her fingers down her body and slipped a hand between her legs. Using her own fluids and Thanos' cum as lubricate, Natasha slid two fingerers into her entrance. She gasped then quickly pumped her fingers in and out of her slit.

Thoughts of pure lust acts and those she lusted for flooded her mind as she pleasured herself.

Clint… Steve… Wanda… T'challa… Bucky… Bruce…

She pictured herself pleasuring them, being used by them, and honestly just fucking them like animals.

Natasha finally felt waves of ecstasy flood over her body, quivering as she felt her entrance clench around her fingers. She sighed as her body relaxed.

Her mind continued to wander, thinking about her teammates. She wanted to be intimate with any of them so badly, but there was never the right time. The 'greater good' always came first. And yet, Natasha was so desperate for intimacy, that she was easily overcome with lust that Thanos could-

Thanos.

In her fit of pleasure, Natasha forgotten all about him. Natasha tensed up and sprung up to her feet to see a naked Thanos towering over her, cum still dripping out his soft shaft. Suddenly feeling shame, Natasha shielded her cum covered chest and slit with her arms, avoiding eye contact with the titan.

"Why the sudden onset of embarrassment?" Thanos said, "You performed miraculously."

Natasha blushed as she looked up at Thanos to see him slightly grinning.

"I should be the one embarrassed, you pleasured me," he continued, "and left you had to pleasure yourself."

"Uh- it's fine, don't worry about it…" Natasha replied.

Now clear headed from her climax, all she could feel was shame from what just occurred. Thanos practically broke into her room and barely had to ask before she had his cock down her throat. And yet she had no regrets. Though one sided, this was probably the best sex she ever had.

"Allow me to correct my mistake…" Thanos said as he offered a hand to Natasha.

More?

Natasha had convinced herself that this was all over. But now she had the option of feeling more? Just the thought of touching Thanos got her heart racing.

With little hesitation, Natasha reached out towards Thanos muscly hand. He wrapped his hand around Natasha's and pulled her towards him. Her face was pressed against his thick chest before he cupped her ass with his hand.

"Lay on the bed" Thanos whispered before he lightly pushed her towards the bed.

Natasha spared no time obeying his command. She laid on her back, body sprawled as she slowly opened her legs, inviting Thanos.

After he made his way to the bed, Thanos bent down to kneel at the foot of the bed.

Like a hungry snake, Natasha watched as thanos' head crept towards her slit until his mouth settled near her entrance. Thanos quickly wrapped his hands around either of Natasha's thighs. His tongue emerged from his mouth, and slowly glided his lips over Natasha's damp folds. Natasha arched her back and moaned, before she planted her hands on Thanos' head.

Thanos continued to lap on Natasha's folds as her moans grew louder and louder. Natasha felt herself nearing the edge until Thanos stopped lapping. In frustration, Natasha looked down at Thanos, and watched as he soaked two of his fingers in his mouth. She continued to watch in confusion until Thanos plunged the fingers inside her slit.

The moan that escaped Natahsa lips was so harsh that in nearly starled both her and Thanos. She quickly covered her mouth, muffling her continuous moaning.

Natasha never felt her slit this filled up before, even her largest toy paled in comparison to Thanos' fingers.

Thanos began pumping his fingers in and out, as he mounted her clit in his mouth, twirling his tongue around the bud.

Cupping her breasts, Natasha closed her eyes, opened her mouth and left herself become overcome with pleasure. She wrapped her legs around Thanos to brace for the oncoming waves of euphoria. Her whole body quivered as she yelled in pleasure. Though her body finally relaxed, Thanos continued to lick and slide his fingers in and out her entrance.

Natasha lost track of how many times she climaxed.

After her first, she quickly came again. After the second, Thanos twirled his fingers as he pumped, mimicking a drill's movements. After the fifth, could feel how damp she was making the sheets, as the puddle spread towards her ass cheeks. By the ninth one, he had flipped Natasha so she was positioned on her hands and knees, while he licked her slit and butthole. It was towards the eleventh that she buried her face in a pillow and gripped it, as orgasm after orgasm washed over her body.

It took Natasha several moments to realize that Thanos had stopped lapping her folds. Legs still lightly quivering, she turned her head to look past her body as Thanos wiped her juices from his face.

"I do believe my debt has been repaid," Thanos said.

The idea of this experience ending caused Natasha to internally panic. No one had ever made her feel this way, so she thought she should be grateful. Yet all she felt was greedy and unsatisfied, despite the many orgasms.

"Not even close," Natasha quickly responded, "and besides, I still haven't answered your request now have I?"

"And what is your response" Thanos said, looking at Natasha quizzically.

Still bent over on her knees, Natasha guided her hand under her body and to her folds, where she spread her soaked lips.

"Depends on what you do next" Natasha said in a seductive voice.

After re-equipping his gauntlet, Thanos grinned as he settled his now hard again shaft over Natasha's ass. Gripping Natasha's waist with his hands, Thanos firmly rubbed his shaft between Natasha's ass cheeks.

This was a new feeling. Natasha never teased herself when playing with her collection of toys. She was usually so pent up that it didn't take much for her to get wet. Simply thinking about masturbation was enough, and all that was left was plunging whichever toy she wanted inside herself.

Enjoying this new slow teasing, Natasha whimpered, sinking her head back into the pillow.

This was short lived however, as Thanos positioned the tip of his shaft against her wet entrance. Natasha gasped as thanos dipped his entire tip into her slit. Thanos cautiously began to thrust his hips, careful that only half his lemgth entered Natasha.

Being stretched out like never before, Natasha began to softly moan. Desperate for more friction, Natasha attempted to rock her hips, but met resistance from Thanos' strong grip holding her in place.

"I want it all" Natasha purred back at Thanos.

Thanos stopped his delicate thrusting, leaving his tip inside Natasha.

"Not many beings can handle my member inside them" Thanos said, "There are few that can even perform fellatio on it."

"Yet I did" Natasha smugly responded.

Thanos paused to consider.

"Yes, an impressive feat, but it still stands that you come from a weak species, and fellatio differs greatly from penetration" he said.

Natasha grew impatient and frustrated. There's no way she was going to let Thanos tease her like this.

"You leave me no choice then," Natasha responded "If you continue to hold back, I won't even consider joining your 'red order', and you can go back to wherever you came from empty handed."

There was silence between the two.

Natasha was afraid that in her greedy attempt for more pleasure she might have pushed her luck.

Her suspicions were quickly disproved as Thanos tightened his grip and pushed his hips forwards. He continued to push until his entire shaft was inside of Natasha.

She shot her head up before screaming in ecstasy as Thanos filled her. He wasted no time thrusting his length deep into Natasha, pulling out until his tip barely touched her folds, and plunging it back in.

Loud moans now muffled by a pillow, Natasha's initial pain was quickly over powered by the euphoria from the sensation of her flower being stretched. Thoughts could barely pass through Natasha's mind, she couldn't think of the past, future, hell she barely could remember her name. All she knew was she never wanted this to end, and that she would do whatever it takes to feel like.

Only curses and moans slipped through Natasha's lips after she lifted her head from her pillow to gasp for air.

Thanos paused before making one more firm thrust into Natasha, ensuring his shaft was buried inside her. Natasha's moaning stopped as Thanos gripped her throat and lifted her entire body. Natasha quickly wrapped her hand around Thanos' head for support as he gripped her thighs and continued his deep thrusting.

Now riding his shaft in the air, Natasha savored the sensation of her back pressed against Thanos' hard body. Each thrust sent shockwaves of euphoria throughout her body, launching her body upwards.

After Thanos began groaning, Natasha looked up at his face. She had never been this close to him, so she was never able to properly judge his face. But now she was certain: Thanos was more handsome than the hulk.

Filled with nothing but lust, Natasha leaned forward and pressed her lips against Thanos'. Locked deep in this kiss, she immediate slipped her tongue past her lips and teased Thanos to open his. Thanos only took a moment to respond as he slipped his tongue into her mouth.

The kiss grew more and more intense as both felt the pressure of passion build up in their sex. Thanos was first to succumb to the pleasure as he pulled Natasha into his length, and groaned as his shaft pulsated inside Natasha. After the cum began to pump out Natasha's entrance, Thanos sighed in satisfaction as he dropped Natasha.

Almost lost in euphoria, Natasha managed to land on her hands and knees. Meanwhile, cum poured out of her entrance and more continued to erupt out of Thanos, covering her ass and back. Natasha quickly turned around on her knees and cupped her hands under her chin as cum rained all over her front.

Once his climax finished, Thanos plopped down to sit on the bed, almost falling back. With a clench of his gauntlet covered fist, the blue stone on his knuckle shone. Suddenly his clothes were imbued with a similarly blue aura and came to life, flying over to redress him.

"I take it you enjoyed?" he said, smugly.

Natasha shifted to sit her bottom and tilted cupped hands backwards, allowing the cum she caught to join the collection on her body.

"Well, I didn't cum so…" Natasha replied.

However her words contradicted her body. Her legs were still shaking and exposed her entranced, stretched from the savage fucking she just received.

"A second time my member has failed to satisfy you," Thanos said "I suppose I will rectify my mistake next time…"

He paused, waiting for Natasha's response to his implication.

However she was too busy gathering her bearings from what just happened. Body covering in cum, ass red and sore, slit stretched beyond belief. It was a lot to recover from. Natasha finally caught her breath as the euphoria slowly fled from her body.

Few moments past until Natasha finally realized why there was silence.

Right the whole 'red order' thing.

Between all the sex and, well more sex, she never had the chance to actually consider the proposition.

Natasha rose to her feet, cum still dripping off her body.

"Right, right… look, just let me clean off before I make up my mind, okay?" she said, gesturing to the bathroom.

Thanos hesitated before nodding his head.

"Only bring a towel and your undergarments into the room of cleaning" he quickly added.

Natasha complied, quickly grabbing her bra and panties off the ground, and a towel off a nearby chair before scurrying into the bathroom.

Once the door was shut behind her, Natasha leaned against it and let out a sigh. After all they just went through, Thanos still didn't completely trust her to even bring her whole outfit.

Then again, she couldn't blame him. She is part of the team that killed him in another timeline.

The same timeline she died in.

The thought of her own death never scared Natasha. She was trained better than that. But nothing could prepared her for a giant alien from the future telling her of a potential early funeral.

Should she tell the others? It was Thanos, the mad titan, with all six infinity stones after all. Tony, Steve and Thor are here, somewhere about the facility, that should be enough right?

While pondering, Natasha leaned over the sink and looked at herself in the mirror. From her blonde top, she was drenched in cum, cheeks marked with dried mascara tears, pink lipstick smeared across her mouth, skin flushed red.

She looked like a common whore. And she liked it.

Sounds of Thanos' movement in the other room snapped Natasha out of her long moment of self-admiration. She quickly entered the shower, and set the water reach a warm before turning on the shower head.

The warm water washed away any evidence of what recently occurred; cum mixed with makeup and soap, swirling down the drain. Natasha lathered her body in soap, scrubbing away any stubborn stains. As she caressed her own body, she couldn't help but imagine if her soft, small hands, were replaced Thanos' strong, coarse ones.

Standing required all of Natasha concentration after Thanos' work, so when her mind drifted and her fingers traveled down to her entrance… The feeling of only her fingers was enough to through Natasha off balance.

This needed to stop, no more distractions. First a decision needed to be made.

Natasha stepped out the shower and into the steamy bathroom, grabbing her towel.

If Thanos is lying, Natasha would be the perfect double agent; get close to him, learn all his secrets then report back to base. Typical mission.

But if he were telling the truth, what would be the harm? The Avengers are stronger than ever, they wouldn't miss her right? And besides, there was no one here who wanted a personal future with her anyways…

This might have been the most important pros and cons list of Natasha's life.

Once her body was mostly dry, Natasha used the towel to smear the steam from the mirror. In the reflection stood a naked woman with slicked back blonde hair, pale clear skin, colorless lips. What Natasha saw was truly dull, disappointing sight.

Her decision was made.

With determination, Natasha threw on her underwear and swung open the door with a huge grin. Steam escaped the room around her, surrounding her like fog around a musician.

Still sitting on the bed, Thanos looked up at Natasha with intrigue.

"I am a patient man, but I will only request one more-" Thanos was interrupted by Natasha.

"I'll join you," Natasha said firmly.

Thanos grinned.

"You truly are prepared to join me? No tricks or deceptions?" Thanos asked.

"No tricks, I mean it" Natasha replied, almost desperate, "just use the mind stone, I'm sure it can show I'm telling the truth."

"No, I don't want to have to. If you cross me you shall have an appropriate punishment," he said.

She should have been nervous about that threat, but Natasha knew she had no intention of betraying Thanos.

"If you are to join me, you must wear the mark of the Red Order, this is your final chance to decline," Thanos continued.

Without hesitation, Natasha nodded her head.

Thanos made a fist with his gauntlet and willed the red stone to activate. Natasha winced as she felt discomfort on her waist. She quickly patted and looked down to investigate the source of the pain.

Her lower abdomen was decorated with six tattoos of colored circles, each matching the infinity stones.

Pretty vain of him to brand Natasha, but no complaints or witty remarks were heard.

"Shall we head to your new home?" Thanos said as opened a blue misty portal behind him.

Bold and ready for her new future, Natasha walked past Thanos and straight towards the portal.

"I'm sure the others are excited to see you," Thanos said.

But before Natasha could ask any questions, she already found herself through the portal, with nothing but her underwear and a new tattoo.