In a secret chamber, Emma Frost, the dominant blonde telepath, has Squirrel Girl bent over the bed, her ginger hair fanned out. Frost's strapon presses against the redhead's tight, quivering asshole. "You've been a naughty little squirrel," Frost purrs, tracing Squirrel Girl's wet slit before pushing the thick head of her strapon into the redhead's virgin pucker. Squirrel Girl gasps, her fingers clawing at the sheets as Frost slowly sinks in, claiming her Marvel rival's most forbidden hole.