Synthetic Party

Quite a long way out of her normal route home, Sue Storm frowned as she stared at the ranks of sex toys that hung, each in their individual sealed packaging, on the walls of the adult novelty store. The old woman behind the counter smiled amiably and carefully ignored Sue, to allow her customer to browse on her own.

Sue only glanced at the dildos. Dr. Storm had suggested something as far from husband's penis as possible, and Sue found herself looking at different series of toys. Vibrating wands and eggs of all sizes. Clitoris suction devices. A handheld device that simulated a tongue and mouth, to suck and lick at her pussy. The Invisible Woman felt weirdly too visible as she stood there, paralyzed by the array of choices, unable to pick any of them.

She raised her eyes to the ceiling—and that's when she saw it. What looked like a silicone torso, without head or limbs. Just a model of a human body...with huge, fake tits, a huge, veiny cock. The cardboard packaging promised 360-degree rotating action, 7 speeds, easy to clean...

The Invisible Woman paid cash. The old woman smiled as she placed the heaft box in an unadorned black plastic bag, and recommended a water-based lubricant, as oil-based lubricants could damage the skin. Sue nodded gravely.

The moment she was out of the store, the package vanished. An invisible disc held the invisible package above her head as she hurried home. Even though Sue knew that nobody could see it, she still felt the terrible excitement at doing something naughty in public.

At dinner, an invisible pill found its way into her mouth with a sip of water. It was taco night, and the children laughed as Ben told a story from his days as a pilot for the army, about trying to get a cat off the wing where it had decided to sun itself. Sue smiled.

It was while she was putting the dishes in the dishwasher that she felt—something. Sue couldn't really explain the sensation. A kind of lassitude, yet coupled with an excitement. Her limbs seemed to move very smoothly, yet her heart hammered. Lights seemed brighter, sounds clearer, and there was a sort of rhythm to the air conditioning, the hum of the fridge and the dishwasher, almost like movement...or like the whole building was moving.

Her pussy throbbed as she stepped into Reed's lab. Her love was there, on the hunt for yet another new particle, another secret of the universe. A part of her so desperately wanted for him to plunge into the secrets of her universe. She felt right now that if he only asked, she would tell him everything.

Except he didn't ask. Reed accepted a good-night kiss, and Sue wandered off.

To try her new toy.

Her breath came in hot pants as she stripped out of her clothes and left them on the floor. The heavy silicone torso she placed on the bed. Wet as she was, she heeded the old woman's suggestion to rub a bit of lube onto that rigid silicone shaft, all nine inches of it...and the texture of its skin, the detail of its veins, caught her attention. In the dark, her hands wandered all over the toy. Her whole body burned with need...and when her hand brushed a big, globular silicone tit in the darkness, it was painfully easy to imagine this wasn't her husband.

"What's in those pills, anyway?" Dr. Stone asked. On the screen, Doom's mask completely concealed his emotions.

"Synthetic ****. Analogues to MDMA, LSD, cannabis, and methamphetamines in various proportions. The altered chemical structures bypass conventional **** testing; while excessive usage is deleterious to health in the long term, they are safe for regular, moderate use, with minimal side effects."

"Sounds...addictive," Moonstone said.

"Quite," Doom acknowledged. "Especially when paired with behavior programming."