Porkum Leaves Sue Little Gifts

In the mailbox for her dorm room, Sue Storm found a plain brown envelope. The label was torn, but there was a small sticker of a pink pig. She bit her lip, the memory striking her hard. In private, she opened it.

MUTANT MAN-MEAT was blazoned across the lurid front cover, which featured a very familiar pig-man. Sue's hands trembled as she turned the glossy pages, not even reading the text, eyes wide as she saw, for the first time, naked mutants. Naked mutant men. Their bodies strange, but also familiar, and their cocks...

Sue bit her lip, one hand ducking between her legs as she saw what seemed impossible, inhuman pricks. There were mutants with animal features that included their hard cocks. Big, small, black, brown, pink, blue. Some had fur growing up the underside of their shaft, right to the glans. Others were scaled, with small rounded bony nodules. Sue couldn't imagine what those would feel like.

Then she turned to him. The fold-out. A life-size reproduction of two feet of inhuman pink prick, the thickest part bigger than her forearm, the tip oddly distorted. A single ropy vein ran like a river down the middle of it.

Sue shut her mouth when she realized she was drooling. Out of the corner of her eye, she noted a name printed there.

Porkum.

Sue opened the locked to change into her space suit when she saw it.

A small white box with a pink bow. Sue's heart skipped a beat. She bit her lip. The other three were getting changed in the men's locker room. They were going to meet in ten minutes, to steal a rocket ship and fly into space. Yet Sue's heart beat faster as she tore open the box...and saw the small chrome shape of the butt plug, stamped with a cartoon pink pig on the flared base.

Her hands shook. There was a little bottle of lube, too. It was insane, but...

Nine minutes later, Sue Storm met Reed Richards, Johnny Storm, and Ben Grimm. All four of them were wearing their space suits. None of them could see the little metal mass plugged firmly into Sue Storm's ass.

The first day in the Baxter Building. Their new home. The Invisible Girl giggled as she moved through the master bedroom. She'd had to fight Reed not to get separate rooms. Sue already knew they were going to be married, she didn't need to pretend.

In her hands was a very special box. The one that held various little gifts she'd received over the years. Ones that Reed Richards didn't need to see. Magazines, sex toys, DVDs, perverted jewelry. Gifts that Sue Storm had never managed to bring herself to throw away.

In her walk-in closet, Sue saw a small pink sticker on the wall. Curious, she touched it—and silently, a part of the wall slid away, to reveal a metal-lined hiding space. Sue smiled. Another silent gift from Porkum. She slid her treasure chest into the space, and pressed the wall again. The panel slid back into place.

Safe and secure. Out of sight but not out of mind.

On the night of her honeymoon, Susan Storm-Richards found a small pink vial of perfume. There was no label, just a cartoon image of a pink pig, that triggered a memory.

She sprayed the musky liquid on her neck. Rubbed it onto her breasts, just above the little pink nightie she hoped would turn Reed Richards into a man of steel.

By the time she stepped into the bedroom, her body was burning. Nipples hard. Ready to fuck.

It wasn't her husband that she was thinking about.