Porkum Wants Sue Storm To Cum For Him

Sue Storm couldn't believe her ears as the pig-man laid his demand.

"What?" she said.

"You heard me. I want you to get yourself off. However you want to do it. I want you to climax, right here, right now. And no faking. No matter how good you are as an actress, I can smell it when a woman has an orgasm."

The Invisible Woman's mouth drew into a thin line. She wasn't sure whether or not Porkum was bluffing, but she knew that she was in a bad spot. His thick muscled arm had her in a **** hold. The white foam from the robot duplicate had compromised her suit, which was falling off of her body. The perverted pig-man wasted no time in molesting her, his huge hands pinched at her breasts through her costume, and her crotch ground against the thick trunk of his prick.

"I won't!" Sue said stubbornly. She tried to pry his fingers off of her breasts, but her whole body felt weak thanks to the proximity of the defraudium—and the smell of Porkum's unwashed body and cock were filtering into her helmet the more her suit disintegrated.

"You will," he said. "Either you make yourself cum, or I'll make you cum. I'll give you a minute to think about it."

Sue Storm did think of it. She knew she was perilously close to being ****, possibly to **** if that mutant pig-man tried to cram his entire cock into her. Worse, Sue knew something Porkum didn't: she had never climaxed with another partner. Every time she had sex with Reed, no matter how good it was, Reed had always finished first and then the Invisible Woman would have to finish herself off with her fingers later.

Which put Sue Storm between a rock and a hard cock. If she masturbated for Porkum, it would be humiliating—but there was the off chance she could escape from here without being sexually violated any more than she already had been.

The tension in her body grew and grew. Sue Storm hated how every throb of Porkum's cock seemed to pulse against her clit through the thin fabric of the uniform. The biohazard lights in her helmet faded as the batteries died or were disconnected from the rotting suit. Her heart beat against her breastbone and her stomach knotted in mingled excitement and horror. The worst part was, she couldn't tell whether she was afraid—or aroused. Through it all, Porkum's hands tirelessly fondled her body, utterly oblivious to her squirming efforts to evade him.

The Invisible Woman's face burned as she realized she was already justifying what felt like cheating on Reed—but the alternative was to be on the receiving end of sexual **** that might land her in the hospital or worse.

"Alright, damn you," Sue Storm said. "But I'll do it my way!"