An Alley Way

Consciousness came back to the Invisible Woman. Brick walls rose up on either side, revealing a slim slice of Manhattan sky. The back of Sue Storm's head rested in a puddle of something that smelled disgusting. Bags of trash had cushioned her fall, wet plastic underneath her body. An alleycat mewled pitifully.

I was defeated by Lady Stilt-Man, Sue Storm's cheeks burned in embarrassment. Yet her pussy clenched, a spasm of pleasure running through her bruised body.

Dimly, she was aware of sirens. Instinctively, Sue went invisible. She raised herself on an invisible chair, above the alley, above the level of the roof. There was a banana peel in her hair, bits of trash stained her costume. Sue could smell herself. Her head hurt. A part of her worried that she might have a concussion.

She couldn't see Stilt-Man or Lady Stilt-Man. Like typical cowardly criminals, they had swiftly made their mistake. Sue frowned, a burning desire inside her to...what? Chase them down? Exact revenge for the cheap shot? Engage in a rematch while injured and not thinking straight? That was almost like begging to be defeated again.

"Oooh," Sue moaned aloud, a shiver running through her body. Her hand went to her crotch. Glad that there was no one to see or hear her as the thought of Lady Stilt-Man overcoming her again ran through her mind. Sue could be captured...absolutely at the villain's mercy...a pathetic, D-list villain. Even Spider-Man didn't have trouble with Lady Stilt-Man!

Her fingers dug into her crotch, unable to stop. Biting her lips to keep the mewls of pleasure from being loud enough to attract attention. Mind and body lost for a long moment in a terrible, tawdry fantastic. Until with a gasp and a shiver, she could tear her hand away.

What is wrong with me!? Sue Storm thought. I need to see a doctor.