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"I have the cosmic cube," Red Skull shouted, holding it in the air above his head, rays of light pouring down over him.

"Not for long!" Captain America said, hurling his shield. He didn't know how he would beat the Skull, but he knew he had to try. The fate of nations depended on it.

"You!" Red Skull said. The cube flashed and Captain America's shield vanished. "I have plans for you, fraulein."

Fraulien? Cap wondered. Isn't that German for-- woman?  I must be wrong, he thought, but then his body began to tingle, his chest swelled into a pair of firm, round breasts while his waist narrowed and his hips flared prettily. 

Skull laughed as Captain America suddenly found himself transported into a kitchen, wearing a dress. He looked around. Wasn't there something he'd been doing? Something important? Oh, yes, he remembered. He'd been about to start making dinner for his wonderful, loving husband the Red Skull. 

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