Dr. Stone Encourages Sue

"Well, that's wonderful," Karla said, and her grin seemed honest. Almost proud. "You really enjoyed licking my pussy that much?"

Sue Storm felt herself cringe a little. The psychiatrist was wearing a very short white skirt today, and it was an effort of will not to check if she was wearing panties whenever she crossed her legs. The matching white short-sleeve jacket and black blouse—no bra, Sue was certain, she could see the outline of the other woman's nipples—made for a stylish and provocative outfit.

Sitting opposite her in mom jeans and a jean jacket over her Fantastic Four uniform, the Invisible Woman suddenly felt self-conscious.

"I, uh. Did. It really helped me focus on the fantasy," Sue said. Her stomach fluttered for a moment, nervous. "Does thinking about cheating on my husband make me a bad person?"

Karla's smile faltered. Her head tilted.

"It's a fantasy, Susan," she said. "A sexual fantasy, yes. But you haven't acted on it, have you?"

"No," Sue admitted. "But why does the idea of cheating on Reed make me so hot? Why do I keep thinking of women when I'm masturbating? Am I—"

"A cheating slut? A lesbian?" Karla said. She crossed her legs, momentarily distracting the heroine. No panties. Sue was certain of it. "No. You're a human being coming to terms with her long-repressed sexual desires, Susan. Desires your husband has not been fulfilling. That, perhaps, he cannot fulfill. It has nothing to do with love. Nor does it make you a slut. But let me ask you this—"

Dr. Stone tilted her head back. The light caught her glasses, and Sue felt her body relax as the psychiatrist's eyes seemed to glow from within. Sue's eyelids fluttered. There was something about that which triggered a memory, deep in her brain, some S.H.I.E.L.D. or Avengers file...

"—would it be so bad? If Reed didn't know, would it hurt him? You have to think of yourself somewhat. Your own health, physical and mental. You need to cum, and—"

"Cumming is cheating," Sue murmured, and her body gave a little shudder.

"Exactly," Dr. Stone said. She spread her legs, and Sue saw the pussy now, the juicy little slit between Karla's legs, the shaven pussy clean and pink. The heroine began to pant, a heat rose between her thighs.

"I can help you," Karla said, and she slid her lower body forward so that her thighs could spread wider, ass hanging off the edge of the chair cushion. "I'm a licensed sex therapist. But you need to take the first step. Are you ready to cheat?"

"Cheating is cumming," Sue repeated, her head swimming.

"Do you want to cum?" Karla said.

"Cumming is cheating," Sue's voice held an edge of desperation now.

"Yes," Dr. Stone said, as the implants in her head buzzed painfully. The villain could taste blood now. "You know you want to. I'm right here. You want this. You need this..."