Hiding Her Cunt-Stretching Is Almost Too Easy

"Nnnf...nnnf...nnnf..."

Beneath the covers, Sue Storm lay on her side, one leg raised. Invisible hands slid the pink simulacrum of Porkum's cock in and out of her pussy. Her pussy, well-lubed and slick, stretched easily around the nearly three-foot long prick. With practiced ease, she pushed it in as far as it could go, until she could stand it no more, then eased it out until only the tip remained inside.

As she almost silently fucked herself with the toy, Sue felt the tension drain out of her body. All the frustrations of the day seemed to drain out of her as she reached down to rub her stiff little clit. With her eyes closed, she could almost imagine that it was Porkum himself that fucked her hard and deep, stretching her once-tight-twat out to **** her to take a little more of his cock...and a little more...

Within three days of her corruption, Sue Storm had scoured every evidence of Porkum from the Baxter Building. Physical evidence, except for the artificial cock he had left her. That Sue carefully hid in the wardrobe bag with her wedding dress, where she kept her few other sex toys. All pathetically small and weak compared to the massive beast of a cock the porcine mutant had given her, but the presence of the toy there among the others would help to disguise it. Reed would never go looking through her things, but if he or anyone else did, Sue knew she could just blush and look embarrassed and claim it was a hen night toy.

What was one more lie at this point?

On the fourth day, the children had arrived home. Sue's heart had leaped to see them. She hugged them tight, and they chattered as lively as ever. Agatha Harkness and Alicia Masters exchanged pleasantries, but were obviously glad to return their charges. Sue was happy to see the two women leave.

She could feel the itch inside, the frustration, as the sun went down. The little shakiness that was more than just sexual frustration. There was something of Porkum on and in that toy. Some chemicals secreted from the artificial skin that the Invisible Woman's body was accustomed to. That she needed.

So it was with great relief that Sue read the final story, tucked the kids in the final time, and kissed them good night.

To fuck herself almost raw for as long as she dared.

Reed, Johnny, and Ben returned two days later. It was another reunion, full of exciting stories on their part, bland lies on Sue's. They celebrated with pizza, beer for the men, soda for the children. A happy family moment, and Sue's sore cunt itched by the time the night was at the end.

No late night in the lab for Reed tonight. They cuddled a little in the dark, Sue in her nightgown, a freshly-showered and shaved Reed in his blue Fantastic Four-themed boxers. Long familiarity made her rub his smooth face, stare into his brown eyes. Normally, they would make love now. Reed would reach for her, faltering, horny, embarrassed, and Sue would have to guide him—

Tonight, though, there were dark bags under his eyes. Long days spent in cramped quarters, with little sleep, recycled air and water. Sue touched his boxers, felt his cock stir—so small compared to Porkum's! She wondered if he would notice how stretched her pussy had gotten.

"Darling," he said. "I'm sorry, but—I'm so tired—"

Sue smiled, even as her heart leaped in elation. She kissed him softly, lovingly, on the lips.

"Of course, Reed," she said. "Some other time."

He smiled back, apologetically.

Within minutes, he was asleep. Sue watched him, in the dark. Listened to his breathing. Waited for him to snore, deep in sleep. Then her invisible hands lifted her toy from its hiding place, slipped it under the covers as she raised her leg.

"Nnnf...nnnf...nnnf..." Sue breathed softly, so as not to wake her husband, as the copy of her lover's cock sawed in and out of her cheating cunt.