Tiny little Tasha 4

Fair warning, this gets.... needly, so trigger warning for VERY BRIEF mentions of torture. Also, a good old omorashi warning, because accidents. Also, we start age-play at the very VERY end of this one. So yeah. All that said, I do hope you enjoy! :)

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Chapter 4:

As Natasha came to, a few things became clear. One, she was completely bound to the chair. Two, she was hooked up to an IV. And three, she had to was about to explode she had to pee so bad. She shifted and tried to cross her legs, but they were tied to the legs of the chair.

"Ah, I was hoping you would awake soon," a sinister voice said from across the room. Natasha looked up.

"Who are you?" She asked, though she sounded a lot shakier than she had intended.

"Why, I am the one who created this beautiful chaos," he said, stepping forward. He looked like a toddler in the body of a man. He had on shortalls, a red T-shirt, and his body was somewhat thin and spindly. He had curly black hair and brown, bloodshot eyes. "My mama gave me the tools to do this. She said as long as I'm happy, she's happy."

"Y-you'll never get away with this," Tasha said, again more scared than she wanted to sound. 

"Perhaps," he admitted. "But I doubt they'll be able to fix you once I'm done." He grabbed a syringe full of pink liquid. "This serum is that of my own design. You should quite like the affects. Oh but first..." He gently pressed her belly. She gasped as her bladder released against her will, flooding her spy suit, and her combat boots, and leaving a gigantic puddle underneath her butt and the chair. "That's better." He stabbed the syringe into her arm and emptied its contents into her bloodstream before he left her. She fell asleep crying, completely humiliated.

ON THE FIELD:

"FUCK!" Barton swore again. "Where is she?! Where is she?!"

"Clint, breathe," Phil and Steve told him. "We'll find Natasha. She's probably taken care of the dude who captured her and is on her way now, right Tony?"

"Sure," he said. He and Hulk had found her bike, and Hulk had sniffed out the trail. They found an old warehouse somewhere south of the battle. Tony quickly broke the lock with his repulsor beams and Hulk smashed down the door. They quietly flicked on the light. Natasha whimpered and opened her eyes.

"Tash? We're here," Tony said gently, lifting his faceplate. "It's okay." 

Natasha saw him and Hulk and burst into tears. "DADDYY!" She wailed.