Reed Wants Sue To Dress More Provocatively

"Most people have seen my...more revealing costume," Sue Storm said. "But Reed has been working on others. Miniskirts. Chokers. Tops that incorporate more support, to emphasize my bust. Thongs."

"Oh my," Dr. Stone said.

"He's been pushing me to upgrade my civilian wardrobe as well. Tighter shirts that reveal more cleavage. Shorter skirts. Heels. Less...underwear."

Sue accepted a refill on her tea. Dr. Stone's eyes studied her. It was as if the psychiatrist could read her like a book.

"That isn't all, is it?" Dr. Stone asked. A golden halo seemed to cover her blonde hair, that strange way the light worked in her office. "Why don't you show me?"

The Invisible Woman didn't have to think. She just vanished. Blinked out of sight.

Yet right there, on the seat cushion of the chair, was a small chrome object. Like a pointed egg with a small, flared base. Dr. Stone's eyebrow raised, and the gold aura around her head ceased. Sue Storm faded back into view, her cheeks flushed, obviously upset at having revealed the plug in that way, even though she hadn't actually shown the psychiatrist anything.

"He really does like anal," the flustered heroine said. "I've been...keeping myself ready for him. Sometimes he checks."

Dr. Stone's gaze was piercing.

"And do you like it? Dressing up a little? Being sexually available for him?"

"I...I don't know," Sue admitted. "The attention is nice. And we've had more sex in a week than we've had in months. I'm just a little unnerved about...well. Looking like a slut. I have a reputation to maintain."

"That," Dr. Stone said, and that golden aura returned, her glasses momentarily circles of pure light. "Is exactly why you should continue. Your sexual repression is a major source of your stress, and obviously a factor in your unhappy marriage and unfulfilled sexual life. Susan Storm is a beautiful woman, and if her husband wants to show her off a little, that's a compliment. You should continue to appease him. See how far it goes. Maybe even push things a little."

Sue's body froze, slightly dumbstruck. The words seemed to sink into her skull. Her ass clenched tight around the small metal plug.

"Push things...how?" she whispered.