A Passionately Devoted (and Perverted) Fanclub

There wsa a special kind of browser to access the dark web sites the Wasp had found. It was, in a way, like going back to an earlier version of the internet, before the World Wide Web. Sue Storm followed the instructions, and set up the app on a separate tablet, away from the building's normal systems. An extra layer of security to make sure nothing she found there could come back to impact anything else.

What she found was...amazing.

TRIALS OF THE INVISIBLE GODDESS: AN INVISIBLE WOMAN EROTIC FANFIC

SUE STORM FEET PICS

LADY MALICE BDSM VIDEOS

LMDS OF SUSAN STORM-RICHARDS FOR SALE (Machine Washable!)

PROOF SUE STORM IS A CLOSET LESBIAN

"Good gravy," Sue muttered. There were the equivalent of websites, stores, everything hand-coded, much of it basic. There were web archives with every wardrobe malfunction Sue Storm had ever had. Photographs of her in bikinis, in her maternity dresses, entire sites devoted to THAT costume, and even one that showcased the various wigs she used to wear.

A microcosm of erotic interest which Sue Storm had been vaguely aware of, but had deliberately avoided. Her shoulders twitched, the feel less of someone walking over her grave than of a thousand sweaty nerds desperately touching themselves to pictures of her feet.

It was terrible. Horrible. Embarrassing. And oddly kind of touching. Sue knew that all members of the Fantastic Four attracted attention—she shared emails with the head of the Official Fan Club, signed agreements on the use of her image for t-shirts and merch, saw the money roll into their bank accounts, made public appearances on occasion—but this was another level. All of the emails, the love-letters and hatemail, were sorted and handled before Sue ever saw them as part of Reed's security measures. Their internet was specifically designed to avoid unwanted connections from obsessed fans. Lawyers handled any of the serious problems.

Yet here Sue was, finally coming to terms with her fan's unbridled id in the deepest, dankest parts of the dark web. And one of them had found her early modeling photos. Had posted them.

She had to find who they were.