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

When Dr. Stone canceled their appointment the following week, Sue Storm thought little of it. After all, the woman was still recovering from surgery. The Invisible Woman's own new breasts were still growing perfectly, and Reed had been collaborating with Hank Pym on microsurgical techniques. Sue was giddy with excitement over her new breasts. It made her wet just to think about it.

When Dr. Stone canceled their appointment for the second time, Sue felt a moment of concern. She texted the doctor, to ask if everything was okay. Which is when Dr. Stone texted her back, asking her to come meet her at her at a private hospital.

Sue wore a jacket and tight shirt that did not cover her padded bra. She had tried to resist buying new clothes. Not until she'd settled in to her new size, after the surgery...

Those were her thoughts as she was directed by the front desk to the recovery room where Dr. Karla Stone waited.

The good doctor was sitting up in bed. Shirtless, her breasts uncovered, the sheet drawn up to just above her navel. Sue's mouth fell open when she saw the doctor.

Before the surgery, Dr. Stone's breasts had been large, but natural. After the surgery, they had been obviously fake, and exceptional, but not beyond a certain level of propriety. What was stuck on her chest now...

They were almost spherical. The size of volleyballs. Areola stretched too near transparency, but the nipples were thicker and bigger than Sue remembered, like pink thumbtips. The tits—Sue couldn't think of them as breasts anymore—were almost bigger than Karla's head, bigger than any breasts Sue had ever seen in person, though she had seen women on the internet with gigantomastia or string implants that were strictly bigger. Yet in those cases, the breasts had often been deformed by their growth, uneven, saggy. These were almost unnaturally perfect in their symmetry, standing high and proud.

Yet...there were no stretch marks, no scars. If anything, the tits looked more perfect than before, the great pale pink globes healthy. Sue's eyes were locked on them, and she could make out every detail. The little veins beneath the surface, the way her chest rose and fell slightly with each breath...

"How...why..." Sue said, utterly entranced.

"The first operation was mostly to get my skin to stretch," Dr. Stone lied smoothly. She had practiced this moment for the last two weeks. "In truth, my ambitions for my bust were always...rather more than I let on."

Sue stepped forward, still lost in that impossible cleavage. Her hands reached out, instinctively, and then she drew back, embarrassed.

Dr. Stone smiled. "Go ahead. You can touch them. They're not just for show, after all."

The Invisible Woman stepped forward with greater eagerness than she knew was seemly. Her hands touched the orbs. She expected resistance, like two huge saline bags wrapped in a thin skein of living flesh. Instead, her hands sank into warm, natural titflesh. Unable to stop herself, Sue extended her powers, saw the outer layers of skin dissolve away to show layers of fat, blood vessels, milk ducts, nerves, muscles...

"There's...there's no implants," Sue said.

"A new procedure. Experimental. I learned about it from my med school contacts. Stem cell injection from a mutant with a healing factor. They'll keep growing, albeit slowly, unless I periodically take a counteragent. Also takes care of any scarring. My pectoral muscles have actually been augmented to low-level superhuman levels...helps to keep them high and perky."

Which was mostly true. Sue Storm didn't need to know that "Dr. Stone's" superhuman strength came from an alien moonstone, or that her "med school contact" was a black medicine unit from Latveria under the personal direction of Doctor Doom.

"But what I want to know, Sue," the half-naked woman said as the Invisible Woman fondled her titanic tits. "Is what you think of my boobs?"