Porkum Lets Sue Storm Sate Herself

There was a time, Porkum knew, to show a bitch who was boss. And there was a time to remove all restraint. As the Invisible slut slurped and sucked at the end of his cock, the pig-man amused himself by peeling off her disintegrating costume. He made no attempt to guide or restrict her further as her hunger for his brain-altering pre-cum drew her on, further and further from the heroine and idol of millions. Nor did Susan Storm offer any resistance as she was slowly stripped, to finally sit naked on the pig-man's lap, the massive pink cock squeezed between her breasts as she sucked and slurped from that tip.

Sue fellated the soft, deformed tip of Porkum's mutant meat openly now. She had peeled back the huge folds of foreskin to reveal a soft pink mass as compressable as a loofah. It compressed under the pressure of her lips, so unlike her husband's cock. Yet the taste set off fireworks in her brain. A lifetime of prim and proper living stripped away as she indulged in acts straight out of an erotic fantasy. The heat of Porkum's thick prick pressed against her body sent electric shocks up her spine.

Her hips gyrated. The flow of pre-cum from Porkum's balls seemed endless. Like a constant fountain, it overran her mouth and fell down her chin to drip onto her breasts. Porkum rubbed the cloudy grey liquid into her skin as she stroked his cock with both hands. As if she could milk more from him...or maybe, just to touch that cock. To feel the hard core at the center of it. To rub her pussy against it and imagine what it would be like inside of her.

Fantasies that would never have occurred to her a few days ago. Images and sensations that would have been revolting just an hour or two ago. Sue Storm ran her tongue around Porkum's piss-hole and could barely conceive of the anger and rage that had driven her here, armed to the teeth and armored against his pheromonal powers. It all seemed so strange now. So silly.

Why did I fight this? Sue wondered, as Porkum's great pink fingers rubbed her golden pubic hair. She quivered at his touch, not in revulsion but in ecstasy. Her whole body felt as sensitive as her clitoris. The sensual heat that filled her body was like nothing she had ever experienced before. Pain she could have fought, but pleasure...excitement...Sue felt the butterflies in her stomach as she stroked his thick cock faster and faster. As if she could will him to give her more.

When all she had to do was ask.

"Cum," Sue pulled her face off the tip of Porkum's cock, just to say that word. She twisted in his lap to stare into those dark, animalistic eyes. "Please. I want to taste your cum!"

Porkum's smile was terrible to see. Sue had never seen a pig smile, but the corners of his mouth had turned up, and he drooled openly, hot splashes of saliva that fell down to the crack of her ass.

"Take it as deep as you can," Porkum growled. "I'll give you all the cum you can drink."

With a pathetic eagerness, Sue turned her face back to the spit-slick glans. She held the ungainly cock in both hands, took a deep breath, and opened wide. The tip of the cock hit her uvula on the way to the back of her throat, and the Invisible Woman briefly gagged. The sounds of her struggle seemed to make Porkum harder. Finally, the convulsions died down. Sue sat there for a moment, breathed through her nose, mouth stuffed with cock, the soft head of his prick seemed to expand to fill her throat. Her hands still stroked that great pink cock, which was so oddly flexible.

She couldn't see the massive testicles between his legs lift as Porkum exerted a portion of his internal strength. Let a little bit of the pent-up pressure inside of him ease. Billions of mutant sperm began their journey through his shaft, which subtly inflated and throbbed beneath Sue Storm's hands. The Invisible Woman quivered with excitement as she felt the seed flow, up toward her mouth.

Then a hot, wet trickle ran down her esophagus. Not like the precum. This was thick as pudding, and so hot it burned her throat. It oozed, like molten magma, as it traced a line down to her stomach. Billions of mutant sperm cells flooded into the heroine's body, and she shook and shivered as it poured into her body without any apparent limit.

Porkum's fingers touched Sue Storm's stomach speculatively. He wondered how much she could swallow.