Porkum's Cum Is Addictive

"Unknown biological compounds in seminal fluids bear a strong resemblance to designer ****," H.E.R.B.I.E. chirped, his optimistic electronic voice utterly at odds with the message they conveyed. "Models suggest bonding to multiple neural receptors that result in permanent alteration to the brain. Massive release of serotonin and dopamine. Physical and mental dependency is considered a strong probability - 96.7% in the latest models. Your current behavior shows a strong correlation with addiction."

Sue Storm's mouth went dry. She stared from H.E.R.B.I.E. to the white goo on the table. At her sudden desire to lick the liquid filth off the table. The Invisible Woman froze in place, barely able to breathe. Shocked to her core by the revelation. She shook in the grip of her strange new urges, as everything she had done and experienced over the last few days fell into place.

The Invisible Woman's fingers curled into her palm until the nails bit into her flesh. The brief pain helped her focus on something other than the liquid that had been ejaculated down her throat. Or the growing heat in her groin.

"Is...is there a cure? Or treatment?" Sue said.

"Further analysis required," H.E.R.B.I.E. replied.

Sue gnawed at her lower lip for a moment. "H.E.R.B.I.E. I need you to...put this sex toy in quarantine. Put anything that comes from Porkum in quarantine. Don't let me even see it. I'm going to go cold-turkey."

The small robot hesitated. Buzzed.

"Unable to comply."

The heroine blinked and stared down at H.E.R.B.I.E.

"Why?"

"Susan Storm-Richards' health is H.E.R.B.I.E.'s primary purpose in Dr. Richards' absence," the robot explained. "Sudden withdrawal from unknown substance could be fatal to your health. Physiological models suggest coma, multiple organ failure, followed by **** within 48 hours."

Sue sat in stunned silence.

"You mean...I have to ingest more or I'll die?" She asked.

"Affirmative. Unknown at this time if dosage may be decreased gradually over time to wean off physical dependence."

"Oh God," Sue leaned forward, head in her hands. Cold, stark realization hit her at exactly how strange her behavior had been lately. Ever since she got hurt, she'd felt weak, unsure of herself, had begun to make bad decisions. She could see that now. Yet what was worse, H.E.R.B.I.E. now told her she couldn't stop.

"Is there anything else?" She asked, sullenly.

"Lab analysis consumed the majority of sample material," H.E.R.B.I.E. said. "You will need to secure more of the substance before you go into withdrawal."

Sue Storm frowned. She stared sullenly at the dildo, whose very presence suggested a greater malign presence than she had thought. Someone had done this to her. Deliberately. And now...

The Invisible Woman reached for a sheet of paper and pen. She frowned as she began to compose a letter to Porkum.

"Dear Porkum," she began. "I've been absolutely craving those bonbons of yours lately. I don't know if I can live without them. Wouldn't you be so kind as to send me some more? I would be happy to pay you..."

It was the most humiliating letter Sue had ever written. And the most terrible thing was, she meant every word.