Porkum Tests Sue Storm's Loyalty

Porkum stared into Sue Storm's eyes. The blue orbs, once so bright and quick, had a dull, placid look to them...yet as she stared at him, she slowly smiled. A warm, generous smile, full of real affection. It was an effect Porkum had seen on the face of many a super-slut. The chemicals in his jizz tricked their brains into thinking they loved him. That was all love was, after all. A few neurotransmitters. All the poetry and romance in the world could be distilled into a white-hot burst of splooge.

Of course...he hadn't tried it on women of this world yet. The super-skanks that Porkum was used to were already sluts, whether publicly or in secret. It wasn't smart to take any chances. Doctor Doom's files had been clear how powerful the Invisible Woman was. Right now, his pheromones made her submissive and horny. The massive load of spunk she'd drunk should have rewired her brain to being his personal cocksleeve and cumdump. But...maybe it was best to test that, first. Make sure she really was loyal to him.

"You love me, slut?" his voice was harsh, phlegmy.

Sue Storm nodded, gulped. Her stomach seemed to slosh, and she burped. In the shredded remains of her suit, she looked like the reject from some science fiction bukkake video.

"Then I need you to do something for me," Porkum said, and his dark eyes bored into hers. "Something to prove you love me."

"Anything," she said, her voice a rasp. He hoped his cock hadn't permanently damaged her vocal cords.

"I want you to go out into the street, and suck somebody's cock for cash," Porkum said. "Then bring me the money."

For a moment, Sue Storm blanched. The order went against every principle she had. Everything she had been. Women looked up to her as a rolemodel. To be out on the street, whoring herself out for cash would have been unthinkable. Impossible.

Porkum saw the struggle inside of her. Eyes welled up. Face twisted with emotion. For a moment, he wasn't sure what would win. Then he saw a look of resolve cross Sue Storm's face. Determination. Slowly, carefully, she got up to her feet. She stood before him for a moment, proud, defiant.

"Of course, Porky," she said, in a treacle-sweet voice that was like a young woman with her first love. "Anything for you!"

He watched her stagger out from the factory floor, and shook his head in admiration at how people could delude themselves. Sue Storm went out into the streets of Manhattan to suck cock like a knight of old might go out to a tourney to joust for the honor of his lady love. Porkum chuckled to himself, a deep belly laugh. From the shadows, Doombots emerged, to clean up the leftovers of the battle.

Porkum wondered how far she'd have to go to find someone who would let a mostly-naked whore that stank of cum to suck their dick. And how much they'd pay for it.