Porkum Strips Sue Storm of Her Suit and Weapons

The Invisible Woman was still wiping white foam from her faceplate when a pair of hands grabbed her helm. There was an ear-shattering crunch as Porkum exerted his strength, and the helmet was crushed against her head, and the faceplate shattered. The sudden pain and pressure further disoriented Sue—and Porkum took full advantage of her temporary disadvantage.

Roughly, Porkum tore the weapons from Sue's body. So swift was the **** that the Invisible Woman could only roll with the blows as she strove to wiggle away from her assailant. With deliberation and brutal strength, Porkum grabbed ahold of her suit and tore and rent. Every time Sue came into his grasp and tried to wiggle away, the mutant pig-man used her own efforts to aid him as he tore off the armored sleeves, the breastplate, the small backpack that held the batteries and oxygen supply.

It wasn't until Porkum's great pink paw clamped tight on her crotch plate that Sue Storm came face to face with her enemy. The dark eyes seemed to sparkle as he ripped the crotch of her suit away from her with such **** that Sue collapsed onto her ass. Instinctively, she thrust out a hand and willed a **** bubble between them.

Nothing happened.

That was when Sue noticed the sickly yellow glow of the crystal set on a gold chain about his neck.

Porkum chuckled.

"Thought the suit could protect you, huh? Came loaded for bear!" He cracked his knuckles as Sue climbed back to her feet. Most of her suit was gone, only a few leg-coverings remained. Unfortunately, she was right where she hadn't wanted to be: unarmed, disempowered, and faced with a foe that was stronger and tougher than she was. Worse, her left leg throbbed; she couldn't outrun him.

Not that the Invisible Woman was going to go down without a fight.

Porkum's eyes went wide as Sue Storm launched herself at him. Unprepared as his forehead slammed into his snout with as much **** as she could muster. He staggered backward a step, blood oozed from his nostrils as the Invisible Woman tore at his throat.

With a growl, he tore at her clothes. It was a vicious wrestling match. Sue Storm was nasty as a cat in a close fight. She clawed at his eyes. Kicked at his dick. Cloth tore as Porkum tore off the remnants of her suit and the costume beneath it. Every time he had a firm grasp on her, Sue twisted out of it...but she lost more and more of her protection as she did so.

Until there was a loud snap.

Porkum's eyes, half-shrouded in blood, drank in the sight of Sue Storm's bare breasts as her bra fell into tatters to the factory floor. He did not see the gold chain in her right hand, that held the defraudium gem. For a moment, Porkum ogled the soft, swollen tits on the Invisible Woman's chest, the dark nipples stiff and prominent. Then Sue's foot slammed into his testicles and she tore herself from him.

The pig-man landed on his knee. One hand groped, caught her panties. Sue Storm gave one last wrench, and the blue fabric tore.

It was a naked heroine, the gold chain still in her hand, that ran away from Porkum. The mutant pig-man huffed instead of giving immediate chase. That had not quite gone to plan...but where did Sue Storm think she was going to go?