Dr. Stone Reveals Her New Breast Augmentation After Sue's Surgery

The soft press of her husband's lips. The anaesthesiologist telling her to count backwards from ten. She never reached three. Then nothingness. Which gave way in time to a more natural sleep. Wakefulness. A deep aching soreness.

And a lot of jiggle.

Sue Storm awoke in a hospital bed. The room was dim, but she could clearly make out the masses beneath her blanket, which rose and fell with each breath. She didn't bother to tear off the blanket. With a thought, the blanket vanished. Her heart quickened, deep in her chest, as she saw the warm, swollen masses. Just like her normal breasts but larger. So much larger. Her skull could easily fit in each one.

The Invisible Woman's hand found its way between her legs. Even her nipples were bigger. Yet she couldn't see any scars. Every inch of her swollen tits was perfect. As if puberty had blessed her above all others.

The creak of the door made Sue drop the invisibility. Reed stepped in, smiling gently as he saw Sue was awake.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Sore," she said honestly.

Reed nodded. "The tissue knitting was successful, but there's still going to be some healing, and a bit of pain. More importantly, you'll need to get used to your new mass. It'll be a strain on your neck and shoulder muscles..."

She let him go on. But what she noticed while he was talking was the bulge in his trousers. The little shiver of excitement as he stared at the swell of her chest.

"Reed. Darling. My love," Sue said, as she pulled the blanket down. "Get over here and massage your beloved wife's massive fucking tits."

She did not have to tell him twice.

"How big is she, anyway?" Ben Grimm whispered as Sue re-emerged, dressed in her biggest sweater.

"34T, in US size bra," Reed whispered back. "If not for the strengthening of her pectoral muscles and supportive elements, they'd stretch down to her hips. She's added over ten pounds just in her breasts!"

Sue bent down. The sweater hung low, and the Thing made a **** sound.

"I, uh...glad to see everything came out well, Sue," Ben said. "I'll just, uh, head to my room for a bit."

Sue Storm's new wardrobe barely contained her new tits. Nor did she mind one bit. She walked through the streets of Manhattan proudly, turning heads with a daring tube-top that bared her midriff and about three inches of underboob, her new, thicker nipples clearly defined against the black fabric. The Invisible Woman knew she looked like a bimbo slut, but she enjoyed the attention. Every eye was on her tits as they jutted proudly in front of her, like the prow of a battleship.

She couldn't wait for Dr. Stone to see them.

Shaking with excitement as she took the elevator up. Ignoring the pain in her shoulder and neck. Head held high. Breasting boobily down the hallway.

The door was unlocked.

Sue opened it...and froze. The smile died on her lips.

A shadow blocked the sunlight from the window.

It turned.

Sue Storm had been pregnant. She knew the size of a gravid, distended abdomen at full term. Now she saw what, for a moment, appeared to be two such swollen stomachs. But that was impossible, and...and they were seated too high on Doctor Stone's chest, her breasts should have been resting on them.

Her breasts...

Dr. Stone smiled. She had her golden hair down and loose behind her, and the thin blue cloth that covered her massive, impossible breasts revealed a deep cleavage.

"Hello, Susan," Dr. Stone said. "It's good to see you. I see your augmentation went well. As you can see...I decided to go bigger myself."