Broadcast Her Humiliation To The Whole World

In Times Square the digital screens shifted to a sweaty, flushed face. Onlookers paused at the familiar sight of Sue Storm's blue eyes, dilated now with pain and pleasure.

Cable networks across the world suddenly experienced technical malfunctions. Static swept across hundreds of thousands of screens, then resolved into the camera pulling back so that the viewers could see the Invisible Woman's naked body, arms pinned back by huge pink hands. Some flicked from channel to channel, every one showing the same image.

Across the internet, streaming services were compromised, a new feed inserted itself on every screen across every service. The camera lowered down to show the distension in Sue Storm's abdomen pulse and retract, pulse and retract as the massive cock plunged in and out of her stomach. Sweat dripped down from her stiff nipples, her body heaved with effort as she sought to push back on every thrust, to take him deeper.

On the International Space Station, astronauts found their official communications replaced with the pornographic sight of the Invisible Woman violated...and then sound began to come through. Her heavy breathing. The soft moans and grunts every time. Then her lips moved. The familiar voice from a thousand news reports, after she had saved the planet crackled through the speakers.

"Cum in me. Please. I want it. I want you to knock me up! Fuck a baby into me. I need it, I need it, I need your baby..."

Across the world, there were those to sought to unscramble the source of the transmission. Yet this moment of revelation had been planned too well. The utter humiliation of Sue Storm was showcased live across the world. Millions watched as she begged for the child of whomever owned that massive pink cock.

In the Blue Area on the Moon, the Watcher stood in silence, bearing mute witness to the tragedy as it unfolded.

In his castle in Latveria, Doctor Doom monitored the efforts of the geniuses of the world to unravel signal. Before they could succeed, he would end this little game. Yet the moment had not come. The ultimate moment had not yet arrived.

Porkum took his time. As Sue Storm's cries grew more ****, more lewd. She struggled in his grasp, not to escape, but to encourage him to plunge deeper, to pump her full. His pheromones had completely overwritten her rational mind, and she her words were increasingly nonsensical as she approached some frantic climax.

Then, at last, his immense balls heaved. Sue Storm's eyes went wide. He whispered a command.

Her body went transparent. Not her face, just her body. For one terrible moment, the whole world could see Porkum's immense cock, rigid and squeezed by her invisible cunt.

His cloudy white ejaculate spurted in hot white bursts, her pussy too small to contain it. Sue's face twitched as the chemicals in the mutant pig-man's cum pushed her past any rational thought. Her cervix spasmed like a wounded animal.

In the nearest outposts of Kree and Shi'ar space, extraterrestrial sentinels watched the impregnation of the Invisible Woman. In the hours and days to come, half the galaxy would witness the conception of her bastard child. The view of Earth changed then, seeing one of its most powerful and famous defenders reduced to breeding stock.

Doom cut the transmission. Sue Storm sagged in Porkum's arms. He continued to ejaculate into her **** body.

Just to be sure it took.