Dr. Stone Wants Sue Storm To Cum Thinking About Other Women

"...and I just...I came. Thinking of you."

The story came out. Sue Storm needed to tell it, and Dr. Karla Stone listened intently as the Invisible Woman confessed what had happened. Perhaps in more detail than she had intended. The heroine had deliberately dressed a bit more conservatively today, in blue jeans and a light blue blouse covered more of her skin than usual. Her heart had almost stopped when she saw Karla in a one-piece lycra bodysuit, secured only with a zipper that ran from her chin down to her crotch—yet to Sue's relief, the doctor seemed to accept the story without concern.

"Thank you for telling me this Susan," Karla said as she poured the tea. She handed Sue a cup, careful so that their fingers wouldn't brush against one another. "Believe it or not, I see this as a positive sign. Obviously our last session had an effect on you."

"Definitely," Sue admitted. "But I don't—I want to be able to climax thinking about someone other than you, Karla. No offense."

"None taken," Karla took a sip of her tea. "And quite right. Fixation is no good. Our purpose is to help relieve you of your stress by relieving you of some of your sexual hangups, not giving you new ones. No, what we're going to have to work on during this, and possibly future sessions, is something else."

"Oh?" Sue took a sip. It was oddly metallic, the way raw honey sometimes is, but hot.

"Yes. I'd like to start by getting you to be able to climax while thinking of other women."

Sue's shock sent a convulsive wave of tea up into her sinuses. For a moment she sat there, eyes tightly shut as tea scorched parts of the inside of her head she normally didn't think about. When she opened her eyes, Karla had held out a kleenex. Sue took it thankfully and gave a small honk and wiped her nostrils.

"Sorry, that was just—unexpected."

"Not at all," Karla said. "My point is, you've achieved one step: orgasm. Now we need to broaden the stimuli that you orgasm to. I have something here that might help."

Karla set the half-empty tea cup down, then reached out and took Sue's. The Invisible Woman surrendered the cup gladly, not sure she could stand another surprise.

Then, Dr. Stone's image flickered, and in her place was a familiar face. Short red hair framed a severe Slavic face. A tight black bodysuit clung to a form that looked like an Olympic gold medalist acrobat with a breast augmentation.

"Image inducer," Karla's voice came out of the mouth of Natasha Romanov, the Black Widow. "A StarkTech device that is being tested as a therapeutic tool. In this way, we can continue our masturbation lessons, but make sure that you don't focus just on my appearance."

"Oh...okay..." Sue Storm said. She blinked rapidly. The image inducer wasn't quite as advanced as the ones she used. Now that she knew to look for it, she could see the slight tell-tale glow and distortion around the edges of "the Black Widow," and the eyes almost seemed to shine from within. Yet it was an uncanny sight, to see her friend there and hear Karla's voice come from her throat.

"Now," Karla said as she grabbed her zipper. The holographic Black Widow followed the motion. As Karla pulled, Sue felt her heart pound faster as pale skin was exposed. "Watch carefully. I'm going to showcase a different masturbation technique today."