I Don't Want To Be A Trophy

The words sounded strange in Sue Storm's mouth. She wasn't sure she could have said them, before her sessions with Dr. Stone. Sue held her coffee cup with both hands. Even the cups had cute anime kittens on them.

"I never set out to be the perfect white girl. I had to be. I had to take care of my brother. I had to take care of Reed. Then I had to save the world, and the children, and...I never set out to be anyone's idol! I'm not perfect, and I never wanted to be! People don't see the...I had the pregnancy brain fog, troubles with my weight, and Reed spends more time in the lab than he does with me, and..."

Sue raised her head. There were tears in her eyes.

"I want to do naughty things. I want to get off. Maybe I need it. But I'm afraid."

Nairobi's expression was focused. She was one hundred percent zeroed in on Sue Storm. Actively listening. Her toe pressed directly on Sue's clit, right through the Invisible Woman's clothes.

"Why are you afraid?" she said. "You're the Invisible Woman! You could disappear right now, and eat my pussy in public, and no one would know. I could dress like a mime and play you like a cello in Time's Square and we'd make a thousand dollars in an hour! You have so much power, so why are you afraid?"

So Sue told Nairobi about Malice. About the darker part of her psyche that had been awakened, once, by the Psychoman's nefarious technology. How she had been a villain and used her powers to sate her desires, even against her own friends and family. How she had tried to absorb Malice. How she had expelled Malice.

"Except it's not that simple," Sue said. "All the things that made Malice, they're still inside of me. I'm afraid if I indulge then...maybe she'll come back. I can't put my family in danger. Not even for sex."

Nairobi reached forward. She placed her hands over Sue's. Stared deep into those blue eyes.

"White woman, I have already made you cum and you didn't go all Cruella deVille. You cannot live your life afraid. Now, I'm going to go to the bathroom. And what you need to do is woman up, finish your coffee, and come in there and get your clit polished. I guarantee you, you are not going to go all Malice. And I will make you cum as many times as necessary until you understand that."

So saying, the pressure on Sue's clit was gone. Nairobi rose, and went to the bathroom. Sue Storm watched her go, watched those hips sway like a jungle cat on the prowl. The coffee cup shook in her hands. Her heart hammered like mad. She had faced down gods and monsters. Did she have the courage to see how many licks it took to get to the center of her personal tootsie pop? Did she dare find out whether Malice would be unleashed? Or would she play it safe, and go back to her life as the Invisible and profoundly underfucked Woman?