Porkum Pisses In Sue Storm's Mouth

Porkum's great pink hands clutched the Invisible Woman's blonde head, his thumbs on her cheeks. It felt as if he could crush her head like an eggshell. But that wasn't the monstrous criminal's intent. He only wanted to make sure Sue Storm couldn't get away.

Sue wasn't sure what he was doing until she felt a shiver run through the massive manmeat in her mouth. Something hot and liquid hit the back of her throat. For a moment, Sue Storm gagged. But there was no point. Her throat and jaw muscles couldn't dislodge the porcine prick. All she could do was sit there, caught on the tip of his obscene mutant manhood, and take whatever he chose to poor down her throat.

At first, Sue thought he was ejaculating. Except there was too much liquid. Too hot. The smell, acrid and foul, burned the back of her sinuses and made her eyes tear up. Her stomach revolted against the torrent of wastewater that poured into her, as Sue Storm was **** to swallow Porkum's piss.

The obese pig-man gave a contented sigh as his bladder emptied. His left foot shifted and scratched at the floor. Sue Storm tasted bile as well as piss in her throat, and the pressure built in her stomach, as though she'd swallowed too much water too quickly. She wanted to claw at his thighs, use his testicles as a punching bag.

Yet Porkum's pheromones and overwhelming physical advantage in this position made her normal courage, her dignity, shrink like a frightened mouse. Meekly, she clutched her stomach and felt her abdomen begin to distend as the immense amount of liquid filth inside her body grew and grew. Sue felt nauseous. She sloshed.

"Best toilet I ever had," Porkum chuckled to himself as he shook his great pink hose and pulled his wet cock out of her mouth.