H.E.R.B.I.E.

It was Sunday morning. The Baxter Building was still. Not a creature was stirring.

Until with a sudden biological necessity, Sue Storm scrambled on hands and knees out of the bed and to the toilet, where she noisily voided last night's dinner in a bout of terrible nausea. Reed Richards snored softly, utterly unaware of his wife's momentary distress. Just as he had remained unaware of much the last year.

One small figure had, however, noticed. H.E.R.B.I.E. was programmed to monitor the health of everyone in the Baxter Building. As Sue Storm wiped her chin, the little golden chain about her waist jangling softly, the small robot hovered forward with a small tray, on which was a bottle of mineral water and a small collection of pills.

"Thank you, H.E.R.B.I.E.," Sue whispered, so as not to wake Reed. She took a swallow of the mineral water to wash the taste from her mouth, and observed the pills. Most of them looked like her daily vitamins, but a few were unfamiliar. "Don't know what came over me."

"Do not worry, Mrs. Richards," the robot said. "Morning sickness is common during the first trimester of pregnancy."

"Yes, it is," Sue said absently. Then her brain realized what he had actually said. With a gesture, an invisible forec field closed the door to the bathroom. She stared intently at H.E.R.B.I.E.

"What do you mean, pregnancy?" she asked, though in her heart, Sue knew what he meant. Her period should be along any day now, but she was technically a day or so late. Still...

"Sensors in urinal wastewater have detected human chorionic gonadotropin," H.E.R.B.I.E. chirped. "This, in addition to the failure of menses to appear on schedule, and the presence of semen in your wastewater over the past year indicate you have been trying for pregnancy. Congratulations. You are pregnant. Approximately 27 days since conception. Do you wish me to inform Mr. Richards?"

"No!" Sue said sharply. Then she let out a huff as she sat on the floor of the bathroom. Took another sip of water as she stared at the small robot. "I, uh, want to tell him myself. In my own way. Don't want to ruin the surprise."

"As you wish," H.E.R.B.I.E. said. He raised the tray. "I have ordered pre-natal vitamins. You should be careful about your diet and exercise for the health of the fetus."

The Invisible Woman frowned. "Thank you, H.E.R.B.I.E."

She reached forward to pick up the vitamins. One by one, each with a swallow of water, Sue downed them. Her mind should have been wild, but instead she just felt numb. A year of secret rendezvous. Of taking Porkum's immense cock in her unprotected cunt. Letting her pussy get flooded with his virile seed. The risk had been delicious. Yet she had finally "caught." Now she had to deal with the consequences.

Sue undid the front of her robe and stared down at her body. It was too soon for her to show. Yet that golden chain and the little fertility charm that pierced her navel were still there. Her pussy looked different than it had been a year ago. The inner labia protruded now, and were darker. The old wive's tale that sex made you looser wasn't quite true, but so much contact with Porkum's prick had definitely made it easier for Sue to stretch her cunny.

What could she do? If she fucked Reed now, she could pretend that the baby was his. At least for a while. Yet even that lie wouldn't hold up for long. And Porkum had made her promise that his cunt was hers. Her palms itched as she tried to decide how to deal with the problem that grew within her. It would devastate their family. Her life.

But Porkum would probably be pleased. He'd always been touching her stomach, running a pink hand over her smooth, flat tummy as he whispered about how soon it would be swollen and distended with his spawn. At the time, it had given Sue an erotic thrill. Now...

She imagined her stomach a great, swollen globe. The gold chain tight against her skin. She shuddered a little...and then she looked at H.E.R.B.I.E. Only the little robot knew Sue was pregnant. Maybe...she could use that, somehow?