Porkum Dominates Her

Women, on Porkum's world, were made to be broken. The worst masochist pig on this Earth was no more than a mewling piglet compared to the chauvinism that the pig-man mutant embodied. He knew, with uppity super-bitches like Sue Storm, that he would need to put her in her place. Remind her what women were for.

Fucking. Breeding. Submissive little fuckpets, enslaved to their own lusts. Their only place was on their knees before him, or beneath him.

He stood with a swiftness that caught the cock-sniffing Invisible Woman off-guard. She was thrown heavily onto the floor, and landed hard. Porkum was on her in an instant, all of his lower-middle-class super-strength brought to bear as he tore the remnants of suit and cothing from her. Not gentle. Like a boar in heat. Instinctively, the defraudium-weakened heroine sought to struggle. Pain lanced through her brain as she continually strove to use her powers, but the defraudium prevented that.

The small, dark eyes smoldered. His massive paws grabbed her biceps and bore her to the floor. His knees **** her thighs apart. The immense pink prick, hot and dripping with his mind-altering chemicals, was so long that it touched between her breasts. Sue Storm's head swam. She could feel the immense heat of his swollen testicles pulse against her pussy. As the shock of the first **** wore off, fear mingled with lust.

Porkum caught Sue's eyes and held them.

"You're going to get fucked," Porkum said. "You can't do anything to stop me. You're weak, I'm strong. You're a cunt, and cunts get fucked. Say it."

Sue Storm blinked. Even with a brain awash with his pheromones, she instinctively whispered.

"N-never!"

Porkum grinned.

"You will. If I have to split you from crotch to sternum."

Now the true struggle began. Porkum had strength, and Sue Storm was weak. She squirmed, tried to close her legs, shouted and pled for help. Her screams echoed throughout the facility...but it was empty. No one was coming to rescue her, or even to interfere. Doom had seen to it.

After long minutes, Porkum managed to pin the Invisible Woman's injured thigh beneath his knee. She screamed as he pressed his weight against it. With one pink paw on her chest to pin her down, Porkum used his other hand to feet the floppy, soft tip of his immense fuckmuscle into Sue's slit. The heroine squirmed, tried to squeeze her pussy tight. Porkum chuckled evilly.

"Open sesame," he rumbled, as his tip smeared cloudy pre-cum over Sue Storm's clit...and Sue's eyes went wide as her clit began to throb. To burn. For several minutes, Porkum simply rubbed her sensitive nub unceasingly, and it continued to swell and get redder and redder, bigger than it ever had been. Sue Storm's stomach knotted, her body shook, nipples achingly hard, but the sense of anticipation built and built inside of her.

"Nnnngh!" Sue screamed through clenched teeth as her traitorous body convulsed. The pleasure peaked in her brain and silver stars seemed to explode before her eyes as she shook in Porkum's grip...and then collapsed, limp, spent in the aftermath of the immense climax.

Porkum **** his cock through the now-slack cunt lips almost as an afterthought. Bitterly, Sue moaned as her super-sensitive slit accepted his pussy-breaking weapon. Sick at heart as her body surrendered to the domineering pig-man. Tears slid out of her eyes as Porkum finally removed his knee from the thigh; blood oozed from the bandage.

Sue Storm mewled as Porkum shifted his grip on the heroine. He pushed his cock forward, too far, too fast. She opened her mouth to scream as her cunt was stretched unnaturally. The pig-man dipped his head down, his great pink tongue pushed into her mouth, filled it entirely.

He stole their first kiss...and the heroine went limp as Porkum began to hump her, his prick worked in and out of her painfully stretched fuckhole.

I'm a cunt, Sue Storm realized, as the truth of Porkum's words sank in. And cunts get fucked.