Porkum Can Now Make Sue Storm Climax At The Push of a Button

"Quantum entanglement established," Doctor Doom said. "The implant will provide basic readings on Sue Storm's biological status and, when the signal is given, release a small electrical pulse that will cause a muscular convulsion localized in the Invisible Woman's vaginal tract and spread out through the pelvic region; her nervous system will receive a signal that will trigger the release of endorphins and dopamine. In effect, you may make her climax on command, for varying levels of intensity and durations."

"Fan-fucking-tastic!" Porkum giggled as he slapped the control device onto his wrist, like a smart watch. "I'm going to make her cum her fucking brains out..."

"Wait," Doom's voice, conveyed through the speaker, was sepulchral.

Porkum waited.

"The device is extremely difficult to detect while it is not actively in use," Doom said. "However, it is not impossible to detect. Richards is both clever and resourceful, and some of his more technologically-inclined associates could detect the signals of its activation as well. Once removed, they will be on guard against further ploys of this nature—and could potentially be traced back to its control unit."

Porkum looked at the device on his wrist.

"I advise caution. Subtlety. It is difficult enough to conceal your presence. Profligate use of the resources I have granted you would be—most unwise," the Latverian monarch said.

"But if I achieve the goal," Porkum said. "If I break up their marriage. Then it'll all be worth it, right? No matter how I do it?"

Doom's head inclined slightly.

"And you came to me because your way wasn't working. You're smart, you're resourceful, powerful—a lot of things I'm not," Porkum admitted freely. "But I've been turning superbroads into cocksleaves for years. I know how to break a bitch down. To bring out the inner cocksucker. I appreciate the advice, Doomie, and I'll keep it in mind. But if it takes me making Sue Storm cum until her brain melts out of her ears—then that's what I'm gonna do."

The cold, hard eyes of the armored ruler of Latveria met Porkum's. The small, piggy eyes stared back. In a battle of wills, Porkum would eventually fold—they both knew that. For all his ego and confidence, he had not the discipline of mind to match Doom's iron will. However, the Latverian monarch felt no need to browbeat his temporary "partner."

"I have given you the information and means you need," Doctor Doom said. "Succeed. If you can."

The hologram blinked out of existence.

Somewhere, the Wasp was crawling out of the Baxter Building. She had a date with Porkum's cock. Porkum, for his part, sat back down in his lounge chair. He tapped the device. A small hologram floated above, showing Sue Storm in a stage of deep sleep. Body temperature lowered, heart rate steady, a flicker of brain activity. She was dreaming.