Porkum Makes Sue Storm Lick The Wasp's Pussy As He Turns Her

"Cute," Porkum said, as he scratched his chin. "I don't normally go for little ladies, but the wings are doing it for me."

"She can change size," Sue Storm warned. "At least, when she has access to Pym particles."

"Super-science shit," Porkum grumbled. Janet squirmed. She felt weak. The sickly light of the yellow gem made her bioelectricity weak and erratic. The Wasp doubted she could manage any sort of sting right now. And Sue had taken away her costume and Pym particle canisters.

She was trapped against the table, her bare body writhing against invisible weights that held her down at wrist and ankle. Helpless. Drops of drool slid down Porkum's lips as he saw her lithe, naked body twist and turn in an effort to slip the invisible bonds, her bare breasts jiggled as she struggled.

"What shall we do with her?" Sue Storm said, the blonde's voice was cool, her expression blank. That was scarier to Janet than anything else. The Invisible Woman was one of her closest friends and allies. Now she was asking a mutant pig man what her fate would be. It was so alien to the Sue she knew that it sent a shiver through the Wasp's wings.

"Turn her, of course," Porkum said. He lifted up his immense cock and balls and laid them on the crystal table. Janet shivered. She was currently about eight inches tall. The great pink dick was at least three times that, and thick enough that it looked like a sandworm that could swallow her whole. The tip of the massive prick hung over her face...and Janet turned her head as drops of almost boiling-hot precum began to drip down, each one bursting against her face like a water balloon the size of her head.

Janet twisted and turned. Held her breath as long as she could. Tried desperately to contact any nearby ants.

"Feisty," Porkum said. "Help your little friend enjoy herself."

One of Jan's eyes was closed with sticky white jizz. The other saw Sue's gigantic face loomed close. The warm breath as the Invisible Woman opened her mouth was like staring into an open oven. There was a little flash of excitement in Sue's eyes. As if she had dreamed of this moment.

Then a delicate pink tongue burrowed between Jan's legs.

Jan didn't cry out, but she tried to close her legs. It was useless. The immense muscle was too big, too strong. The tip of Sue's tongue found her pussy and pushed, the tiny cunny a tingle on the tip of her tongue. Jan fought the sudden erotic thrill that went through her body. Her head swam from the stink of Porkum's cum, the overpowering scent of his pheromones mingling with the tremendous tongue that lapped and writhed against her pussy, unable to penetrate but...but it was like a huge, warm, living sponge relentlessly grinding against her labia and clit.

The anticipation built inside of Jan. Her squirming became more ****, the drip-drip-drip of cum splattered her body, rolled down her tits in scalding white streams, drenched her wings. Sue's tongue was relentless, excited now, the scent of Porkum's cum arousing her almost as much as the sight of her friend writhing in place.

Until the Wasp could take it no more. Her body arched. She opened her mouth to release a scream of pure release as her toes curled and a tiny bioelectric spark leaped from her pussy to the tip of Sue's tongue.

Then a massive drop of Porkum's cum hit her face and filled her mouth, covered her eyes and even her ears. For a brief moment, Janet van Dyne was drowning in cum.

Then she swallowed.