Dr. Stone Tests Sue Storm's Kegel Muscles

Sue Storm swore that Dr. Stone's sweaters were getting tighter. The red fabric seemed to cling to her breasts as if moulded to it, and the Invisible Woman could clearly discern the outline of her nipples. No bra, nothing to contain the jiggle with every movement. She did her best not to openly ogle the psychiatrist, her blue eyes fixed on Karla's face when she spoke, yet it was a real effort of will not to let her eyes drift southward into that delicious valley of cleavage, those carefully-wrapped sweater puppies.

"Have you been doing your exercises?" Dr. Stone asked. The sunlight flashed off of her glasses, so that for a moment it seemed as if they glowed.

"Yes, every night," Sue said, and she felt a little heat rise to her face.

"Show me," Karla said.

"What?" Sue's brow furrowed. Then something happened. Her head felt odd, off-balance. Karla's mouth was a thin line as the room seemed to spin around the Invisible Woman. The heroine went limp in the chair. Karla stood up, and Sue was unable to lift her head. Her eyes followed the sway of those delicious tits as they came closer and closer. When Karla bent down in front of Sue, the heroine made an animalistic noise in the back of her throat.

With unaccustomed passivity, the Invisible Woman sat there as Karla pulled Sue's pants and panties down to her knees. A yellow glow played on the breasts that encompassed most of Sue's vision.

"What are you doing?" Sue's voice was quiet, barely a whisper. Her heart hammered in her chest.

"Just relax," Karla said. "I'm just going to do a quick check of your kegel muscles. Perfectly normal."

Karla's fingers were cold as they touched Sue's labia. For a moment, the Invisible Woman's body tensed.

"Hmm. A little dry. Let me help with that."

The cold fingers disappeared. Then Dr. Stone grabbed the bottom of her sweater and pulled it over her head. An electric thrill went up Sue's spine as she saw the great pale globes with their delicate pink nipples fully exposed.

"There. Isn't that better?" Karla said as she leaned over the recumbent heroine again.

Light poured from Dr. Stone's forehead in a strange halo, her eyes glowed from within. Yet all Sue Storm could see were the hypnotic vision of naked breasts that dangled inches from her face, as Karla's fingers gently rubbed up and down Sue's slit.

"Now...get wet for me," Karla ordered.

It didn't happen immediately. Slow minutes passed as the psychiatrist rubbed Sue's pussy. Every time her fingers brushed the heroine's clit, Sue could feel the heat in her body rise. The anticipation. Her stomach fluttered and buttocks clenched. Her breath came hot and heavy...and when Karla's fingers did down to the entrance to her cunny, they pushed in lubricated by Sue's own juices.

Deep. Deeper. Inside of her. Two fingers slid through the squishy tunnel, spread and pushed against the walls.

"Now squeeze," Karla ordered.

Sue did. The walls of her tunnel pressed Karla's fingers together, then with impressive strength the doctor pushed back.

"Again."

Sue squeezed harder. It was like doing her kegel exercises in bed, only there was no egg here. Just Karla's fingers in her quim, Karla's breasts in her face.

"I want you to remember this, when you're doing your exercises," Karla said. "I want you to remember what this feels like...Susan. Susan? Susan!"

The Invisible Woman snapped out of her reverie. Dr. Stone sat in the chair across from her, her nipples hard and erect beneath that tight-fitting red sweater.

"Sorry," Sue said. "I, uh, drifted off in my mind for a moment there."

Sue smiled apologetically as she shifted in her seat. She could feel the wetness in her panties. It was disconcerting. She'd never had a crush on a woman before, yet she couldn't deny that Karla was arousing strange fantasies in her.

"As I was saying," Karla said. "We're going to have to cancel next week's appointment."

The blonde heroine blinked. "Oh?"

"I'm getting a breast augmentation," Karla said with a tight-lipped smile. "And I'll be in recovery. But we can meet again in two weeks. In the meantime, I want you to continue with your exercises. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes. Absolutely," Sue said. She took a sharp breath. Unsure how much more she could politely ask. But a breast augmentation...those tits getting even bigger...Sue's eyes dropped down to Karla's sweater. "How big are you looking to get?"

Dr. Stone smile became more cat-like. "You'll see. Have you ever thought of a breast augmentation?"