Infiltrate The Baxter Building...and Sue Storm

Reed Richard's security systems investigated the very air that entered the building. Sophisticated sensors swept across every visitor and package. The windows were made of nanomaterials that could withstand laser and plasma bursts; the locks involved such complex biometrics that a skull would struggle to gain unauthorized access. Primitive true artificial intelligences monitored every entrance and exit, and Mister Fantastic worked continually to upgrade the system and keep his family safe.

Yet the Baxter Building still had ants.

Janet van Dyne, the Wasp, crawled along cracks in the foundation. Small brown insectoid bodies moved alongside her as they followed the scent trails laid down by their ancestors. Up through the Fantastic Four's basement she crawled, nearly invisible to the human eye. Until she gained enough space to unfurl her wings and fly, through the tiny gaps in the wall, up, up, up...

The Invisible Woman slept peacefully in her bedroom. Where Porkum could never have gotten to her. The Wasp flew near the ceiling, her wings an almost inaudible buzz. If Sue Storm could have seen her friend's face, she would not have recognized the dazed countenance of Janet van Dyne. Porkum had been unsparing in his subjugation. His pheromones had addled her brain, her body had succumbed to his addictive cum.

She was an addict betraying her friend, and the ache of that betrayal weighed on her soul. Yet it did not stop her.

The Wasp dropped down, and climbed over the sleeping heroine's panties. Porkum had been clear what to do with it, and Janet crawled through Sue Storm's pubes. Into the tight, cramped tunnel. Deep, deep inside, though the air grew close. Like spelunking through a wet, squishy, hot cave.

Until she reached a circular wall of muscle, cinched tight. From her backback, she withdrew the strange metallic sphere. Her hand flashed with a small bio-electric discharge. The cervix convulsed, and opened just enough for Jan to push the device through.

The deed done, the Wasp crawled out of Sue's ear. Tired, she took to flight once again. Porkum had promised to let her suck his cock for as much as she wanted, the heroine's body ached with need for his addictive spunk.

Behind her, the metal sphere extended sharp points that lodged in Sue Storm's flesh, to anchor it in place.