Porkum Makes Sue Storm Work For It

Almost roughly, Porkum pushed Sue Storm off of him. The Invisible Woman blinked, unsure as she staggered to her feet, her suit covered by the white foam from the robot-Porkum, which seemed to discolor and eat through the suit that was supposed to protect her from him. Her eyes were dilated, face flushed, nostrils flared as she drank in the air that smelled of marshmallows and Porkum's strange, heady musk.

The pig-man stood up, his hands on his hips. The sickly glow of the Defraudium crystal about his neck still leached Sue Storm's powers, but she had weapons...

Porkum's cock jumped up. Sue's eyes followed it like a golden retriever locked onto a tennis ball.

"You want this, don't you?" he said.

"S-shut up!" Sue said hotly. With her nose no longer buried in his cockhole, the hold of his pheromones wasn't quite as strong. Which was what he wanted. It was always so much better when the bitches came to him of their own accord.

"So what do you want?" Porkum teased.

"You're...you're under arrest!" Sue blurted. Her hand went to the small of her back, and came away with a small hand-held ray gun of some sort. Porkum moved with impressive speed despite his bulk. His cock rose like a whip and smacked the weapon out of Sue's hand. The Invisible Woman stood there, stunned.

Impulsively, Porkum thrust his snout into her face. His tongue stole out and pushed into her mouth. He could almost feel her knees buckle for a moment as all resistance inside of her crumbled.

Then he leaped back. Sue Storm stood there, mouth open, his saliva dripping from her lips. Realization of what happened caught up in her brain a moment later.

"You...you bastard!" Sue snapped. "I'll...I'll carve you into bacon!"

Her hand went to another pocket, and came up with a small handle. The press of a button caused it to emanate a nearly yard-long beam of white light that buzzed in the air menacingly.

Porkum grinned. This would be fun.

So they danced. The powerless heroine attacked, too stubborn to retreat. The more she moved, the more bits and pieces of her suit fell off of it, the more tired she became. Porkum was stronger, faster, and with far greater stamina. He would dance inside and take a swipe at her. Bits and pieces of high-tech arsenal fell away from her. If she had been in her right mind, Sue Storm could have formed a strategy—but she was running on pure emotion, Porkum's pheromones and the defraudium clouded her judgment. She was barely aware when Porkum tore at her clothes, to slowly strip her naked.

Like an animal, she grabbed at his dick, never quite able to get ahold of it, shocked whenever he slapped her with it.

The more they danced, the more time Sue Storm stewed in his mind-influencing pheromones. Her focus narrowed, and Porkum grinned as she gave herself over to hunting his dick with single-minded devotion. Sue didn't even realize what she was doing, how she was being played.

It was near dawn when the Invisible Woman collapsed onto her knees. Her costume was in shreds, her nipples poked through the rents in her shirt. Her suit and weapons were scattered in pieces all over the factory floor. No employees that should have come in with the new shift emerged. The whole place looked abandoned. If she had thought of it, Sue would have realized the set-up for what it was.

Instead, she stared slack-jawed at Porkum's dick. The pig-man was barely winded, his pink hide gleamed with sweat, and his cock dribbled pre-cum as it wavered parallel to the ground.

"No more runnin'," Porkum said. "Come on...come and get it..."

If she heard him, Sue Storm gave no indication. She crawled forward on hands and knees. Eyes locked on Porkum's floppy foreskin. He didn't move as her hands grabbed at his dick...and finally she got a solid grasp on his great pink elephant's trunk. Brief triumph flared through the heroine...and then Porkum's words burned into her

"Well, you caught me," Porkum said amiably. "Now, what are you going to do with me?"