H.E.R.B.I.E. Gets A Synthetic Body

Once a month, Sue Storm held a luncheon for heroines. Most of them went in their civilian clothes. No men. It was an opportunity for the women of the superhero world to share information, voice concerns, and train together. Because Sue had been a young heroine once herself, and the "Invisible Girl" had been sexually harassed, sometimes by her own allies. A man might have powers, put on a mask, and fight crime, but he was also willing and able to send a dick pick or try to cop a feel, or get a young heroine drunk and take advantage.

She was told that Captain America did similar seminars for the Avengers and Young Avengers. Tried to promote healthy sexual attitudes and respect. There had been "talks" with Thor and Hercules, among others. Sue hoped that the situation was getting better, but in her heart she knew it was a battle that would never be won.

So she was a little tired and contemplative when she entered her bedroom and saw the six-foot-tall chiseled body of a musclebound man, completely hairless and with unnaturally pale white skin, standing her bedroom in only a pair of almost skin-tight underwear.

"Oh, darling," Reed said, his neck stretching out of his walk-in closet. "There you are. Did you have a good time?"

"Fine," Sue said. She gestured at the man who stood there, his head moving to track whoever was speaking, but otherwise not moving or speaking. "Are you going to introduce us?"

"Oh, Hank Pym was hoping I would test a new android shell that uses synthezoid and L.M.D. technology. I've uploaded a version of H.E.R.B.I.E. into it. Say hello, H.E.R.B.I.E." he said.

"Hello, Mrs. Richards," the android said and gave a slight bow. "How may I be of service?"

Sue raised an eyebrow and looked a question at her husband.

"I've assigned this unit to you. He should be able to handle chores that our current H.E.R.B.I.E. unit can't—folding laundry, making beds, plucking your eyebrows, giving massages—whatever you need!" Reed said. "He's assigned solely to you, and to avoid any cross-contamination, he isn't connected to the rest of the building's network."

"Ooookay," Sue said. "I suppose I can find something for H.E.R.B.I.E. to do."

"At your command, Mrs. Richards," the android said again.

She frowned. "Call me Susan, H.E.R.B.I.E."

"As you command, Susan," the android said.

Later, in his lab, Reed settled the neural interface control module over his head; the same technology Tony Stark occasionally used to remotely occupy and operate his armored suits. He closed his eyes—and the H.E.R.B.I.E.-android opened its. He saw Sue Storm in her bedroom, undressing. Saw too that the door was closed and locked. Watched passively as she slipped out of her panties and bra into the large Fantastic Four t-shirt she sometimes used as a nightgown.

Reed felt the android's cock get hard.

Sue Storm noticed.