Infatuated

Sue Storm's next appointment with Dr. Stone was in the psychiatrist's apartment. She was free to leave the hospital under her own power, but was on strict doctor's orders for complete bedrest until her body had adjusted the massive mammaries that now occupied an enormous amount of real estate. Though Karla couldn't see it, her biggest button-up nightgown hung only to her midriff, leaving her bottom half bare.

Yet she felt the breeze, which is why when Sue Storm knocked, she found the door opened, and the blonde psychiatrist calling to receive her from the bedroom.

Standing in the doorway, Sue Storm herself cut an impressive figure. While her breasts were less massive than Karla's, they were still enormous, especially on the heroine's slender frame. The deep blue blouse showed a wealth of cleavage and looked like it was defying physics—which, no doubt, it was, Sue using invisible **** fields to lift her breasts so that they seemed to jut out in front of her, two spheres of perfect tit-flesh, dark brown areola just barely exposed.

The Invisible Woman glided forward with an easy confidence and a tense excitement, like a cat slinking forward and about to pounce.

"So!" Karla said, somewhat uneasy at Sue's apparent fixation. She hadn't stared into the villain's eyes at all. "I thought we'd talk about how you were adjust—"

*pop*

The topmost button of Karla's blouse disappeared. Sue Storm's lip curled.

"—adjusti—" Karla tried again.

*pop*

Another button. The fabric strained as the structural supports gave way, her huge honkers threatening to burst forth. Karla felt her face flush, and her hands came up to try and draw the fabric over the top.

Sue Storm strode forward and ripped the fabric away with her hands, to free the titanic tits. Her grin was maniacal, her blue eyes locked on breasts that were larger than a full-term pregnant woman's abdomen. She raised her arms and her own top shot up, hit the ceiling, and fell to the floor. Karla raised an eyebrow, not sure what Sue Storm thought she was doing.

Until the other woman squeezed between Karla's tits and kissed her hard. A hot, wet tongue **** itself between Karla's teeth, and despite her shock, the villain felt herself grow excited as something unseen tickled her pussy.

"I think," Sue Storm said. "That we both need to assess our physical condition. Intimately. You sexy slut."

Before Karla could respond, Sue Storm's mouth was at her throat. The heroine bore the big-titted villain back onto the bed, grabbing handfuls of breast around Moonstone's nipples, the invisible **** field plunging in and out of Karla's slippery slit.

Moonstone was strong. Strong enough she could have **** Sue off of her, if she wished. Powerful enough that, with Doom's implants, she could have manipulated the Invisible Woman into ceasing her sapphic ****. It was clear to Karla as the kisses rained down on her face that her manipulations had pushed Sue too far, past any bounds of propriety or thoughts of the sanctity of her marriage.

The first real fracture in the Fantastic Four was happening right here, right now, in her own bed.

Yet all Karla could do was try to kiss back.