Porkum Pays Sue Storm A Visit

A pink hand enveloped her wrist. Sue Storm's eyes opened into bare slits. Unable to do much more than turn her head to stare at the massive figure that stood by her bed, in trench coat and fedora.

Yet she recognized the pink snout that poked out from beneath that wide brim. He chewed an unlit cigar, the small, dark, deep-set eyes seemed to glitter in the low light of the room. The monitor beside Sue Storm began to beep more urgently as her heart hammered in her chest.

"Jeez. I didn't know you'd be this bad off," Porkum muttered. He let go of her arm and went down to the foot of Sue Storm's bed, to pick up her chart and read it. The great pink head shook from side to side.

"It wasn't supposed to be like this, you know? I'm not from this world. Where I come from, superheroines like my milk. Can't get enough of it. But it's not like they're gonna die if they don't get it. When I got stranded on this world, I thought maybe I'd pick up where I left off. Get a good thing going with some heroines, turn it into some money. But I didn't set out to hurt anybody."

He sighed as he replaced the chart. The **** that kept Sue sedated made it hard to focus her powers. She wanted to crush his head, but every effort to concentrate sent a stabbing pain right through her brain.

"I really don't know how to make amends. But I guess there is one thing..."

Porkum's bulk moved swiftly to the IV that fed into her arm. She saw the syringe full of white liquid in his huge pink paw, and her blue eyes went wide with alarm. Despite the pain, she strove to form an invisible forcefield...but nothing happened. Sue shook, powerless, as the pig-man depressed the plunger, and a white swirl blossomed inside the clear fluid of the IV bag. Until it turned the fluid milky.

Sue watched the milky white liquid creep down the line toward her body. She tried to thrash in the straps that held her down. Porkum reached out to pat her head...and she saw a glowing yellow crystal on a golden chain about his neck.

"I really am sorry," he said, voice thick with concern. "But you should feel better soon. And I'll see that you get all the milk you need. No charge."

The Invisible Woman's voice came out as a wheeze. The milky white liquid had reached her arm. Her artery began to burn.

Porkum stood there, one warm hand on her forehead, those dark eyes watched as Sue weakly thrashed in her bondage. To make sure that the fluid was going inside her body. Pure seminal fluid, with all the addictive chemicals that would go straight to the receptors in her brain, with none of it lost to stomach acids. Even as the burn spread throughout her body, Sue could feel the aching gnaw of the addiction fade away...and a strange new emotion blossomed inside of her, like the onset of a high.

"Anyway. Get well soon," he said.