Sue Storm Feels Better - And Gets Addicted Quickly

In the days and nights that followed, Sue Storm could almost not believe how much better she felt. It was as if the episode with Porkum's chocolates had been a bad dream. Her health improved, with a steady regimen of pills. The wound on her leg healed, and she had hugged Nurse Jenkins for the final time as it was determined Sue was fully mended. Around the world, the crises that had kept the various heroes busy ended, and Sue regained access to her friends and community.

She felt great the afternoon that Agatha Harkness and Alicia Masters arrived with the children. Sue was in her classic uniform, not even a limp in her step as she bent down to hug Franklin and Valeria to her. Agatha even managed a small, severe smile and commented on how well that the Invisible Woman looked.

"In the pink of health," the old witch said, though the smile did not reach her eyes, which were old and dark and seemed to see more than she let on.

Reed, Johnny, and Ben returned a couple days later. Sue Storm laid out a feast for the heroes: the best pizzas and beer that New York City had to offer.

"I only wish we could report success," Reed said, as he tugged at the little beard he'd let himself grow out on the weeks he'd been away. "The interdimensional trail didn't vanish, but I realized too late that they'd led us into a fractal folding of demi-dimensions and doubled back on their trail. They could be anywhere."

"Well, I'm glad you're home," Sue said honestly, as she seated herself in her husband's lap. Her lips brushed his ear. "And you are not going to the lab tonight. I've missed you."

The kiss on his lips brought a howl from the table. The family were together once again.

That night, Sue Storm showered, shaved her legs and pussy, and dappled herself lightly in perfume. The light blue nightie was utterly transparent, and left nothing to the imagination. Her full breasts and dark nipples were clearly visible as the sheer fabric hung off them, and the hem came up to just short of her labia.

Only one thing remained for a perfect night.

The bottle rattled as Sue dropped the pink pill into her palm. She had never noticed it before, but there was a tiny pig face stamped into the lozenge. Sue swallowed it automatically...and then looked into the bottle and felt a moment of panic as the bottle was empty.

Over the last few weeks, Sue had put a serious dent in her collection of pills. She'd run through most of the sleeping pills and stimulants she had, until most of what she took now were over-the-counter medicines and the thick pink pills, her appetite stimulant. Except...she was better now. The prescription had run its course.

So why did her hand shake, when she held that empty bottle?

"Mrs. Richards?" H.E.R.B.I.E. said. "Your refill has arrived."

Sue sighed with heartfelt relief as the tiny robot handed her the new, full pill-bottle. Just on a whim, she broke the seal and compared the contents with the pill she had just swallowed. Identical, right down to the little pig-face stamp.

"Thank you, H.E.R.B.I.E.," Sue said, and on sudden impulse, swallowed a second tablet. She heard the commotion as Reed emerged from the shower, clean-shaven again, the funk of a dozen dimensions washed off his lean, fit body.

Sue Storm licked her lips and entered their bedroom with chemically-enhanced ardor. She definitely had an appetite...for sex.