Far away, on a settlement in the more remote parts of the universe, Thanos of Titan looked up from his work. He had returned to the simple life on his farm out of the way of the cosmos, and was cultivating new and hardy breeds of tubers. His stygian eyes glinted with disquieting knowledge; that a great power had appeared in the universe, and that it would require dealing with.
"Not by any bunglers like the Avengers," he mused, dusting his hands and returning to his dwelling. "Even the Shi'Ar Imperial Guard would crumple like aluminium before this threat. Thanos of Titan is the only power with the strength and intellect to confront this nuisance.
He prepared his vessel and suited up. Cross-checking his findings, he pinpointed the coordinates, tracing the energy bleed-off on a wavelength that seemed too exotic to be stable. He considered contacting his onetime ally, Adam Warlock, but dismissed the notion. Warlock had developed a streak of altruism since the Infinity Gauntlet affair, and it wouldn't do to have him around when decisive action was needed.
Probes teleported in orbit of the newly-created paradise, sending telemetry back to Thanos as he followed their telemetry.
"Fascinating," he said, examining the findings. "An extra-universal being of immense power, capable of shaping reality to its will. Such a force cannot go unanswered... but more study is required." Thanos knew his presence would have been noticed, but he had little choice if he wanted to learn about his new foe. He gathered as much data as he could risk and retreated to plan his strategy.
Superia looked skyward, piercing the cover of sky and cloud to regard the powerful titan. She stroked Star Lady and Gamora's hair as the two Guardians knelt before her, licking their way up her legs and moaning as their tastebuds buzzed at the taste of their beloved mistress. Flora and Penny rediscovered their bond as the sensuous squirrel girl pinned down her flowery lover.
"Hmm, leave me a moment, girls," Superia said, gently brushing her servants aside. "Take pleasure in each other." They didn't need to be told twice, eagerly kissing and sucking on each others' lips and tongue. She thought a moment. Thanos was indeed a powerful foe. He may even have the ability to challenge her... but Superia knew the best solution for that.
The golden goddess reached out and cut a slit in time with one immaculate fingernail. Reaching through the coruscating hole in reality, she pulled a limp, unmoving figure through and closed it behind her. She held the body in her arms. It was a feminine beauty dressed in a dark, tight-fitting bodysuit trimmed wth gold. Her purple skin was pallid in death and her eyes held no spark of life. Superia brushed the woman's raven-black tresses out of the way and kissed her cold lips.
The transformation was instantaneous and incredible. Life surged back into stiff limbs and warmth returned to flesh. Her skin regained its luster and breath drew into her lungs... the breath of her mistress. Eyes like opals blinked as memories rushed through her head, of fighting earth's heroes at the behest of her former master, the creature that both created her with godlike power and left her to die in space... Thanos!
She felt overwhelmed by a sensation of intense loyalty and passion to the golden beauty whose lips she kissed. This woman brought her back from the cold ocean of death to bask in her warm glow. She moaned, her hands sliding up to embrace her saviour, opening her mouth to kiss harder, tasting the ambrosia of her lips and tongue.
"You saved me," the reborn woman whispered. "How can I repay you?"
"I only ask for your loyalty," Superia responded between kisses. Her hand cupped her new sevant's breast. "And your love."
"I'm yours," the purple-skinned woman moaned at the electric touch.
"Then I welcome you to the Femizons, Terraxia the Terrible!"