Porkum Orders Sue Storm To Delay Reed's Return

"I want you to myself a little longer," Porkum said over the phone. "Delay his return. Whatever it takes. You can come meet me when you're done."

He clicked off. Sue Storm stared at the phone. She swallowed. The Invisible Woman shook, though she wasn't cold and didn't need more of Porkum's jizz at the moment. It was fear and agitation at what she was about to do.

The dimensional beacon in Reed Richard's lab pulsed with a gentle, regular light. Sue squeezed her fists until her forearms ached. The children were coming this afternoon. They expected to see their father and uncles tomorrow. But that would only happen if the ship could find the right dimension. That was what the beacon was for.

She reached out and pressed a button. Her hand shook. This particular betrayal hit her hard. Her heart hammered like a junkie that needed her fix.

The press of a button. The beacon went dark. Somewhere, out in the space between dimensions, Reed Richards would suddenly find his road home disappear.

The worst part was, Sue Storm couldn't even bring herself to cry.

"H.E.R.B.I.E.," she said, voice soft. "I'm going to be out for a while. Please prepare the rooms for the children's return tomorrow if I'm not back in time."

"Affirmative," the robot said, as the Invisible Woman walked away from more than just the darkened beacon.

Porkum was in his chair. Watching porn. A carton of chow mein balanced on his pink gut. Sue Storm didn't even wince. She stood in his lair and wondered when she had gotten used to the filth that the mutant criminal so casually surrounded himself with. There had been a time, not long ago, when her skin would have crawled at the greasy air, when she would have recoiled at the raw smell of sex, stale food, and empty **** containers.

"I turned off the beacon," Sue said. "It'll take days for them to get here. Maybe weeks."

Noodles slurped messily into Porkum's maw. One small dark eye turned toward her. His cock, which hung from between his legs like an elephant's trunk, twitched.

"Strip," he said. "And suck me."

The Invisible Woman didn't hesitate. She wondered how she would have responded if Reed had ordered her around like that. Not that he ever would. Reed could be overbearing, but never in the bedroom. He never commanded, never demanded. Never treated Sue Storm like a blonde slut addicted to his dick, like a hole that he owned and knew it.

Sue's nipples were already hard as she peeled off her costume. She stepped through the empties and dropped into a squat, to lift the warm, throbbing spear of fuckmeat with both hands. The Invisible Woman breathed in the rank scent of it. Porkum hadn't washed his dick since the last time she had sucked it clean. She was sure of that.

Her tongue scraped along the side of the huge, spongy prick. Heart hammering in a very different way from earlier. Excited. Aroused. She had betrayed her husband, her brother, her friend, her family. Now it was time for her award.