Sue Storm Is Sent Home Friday

"Nnn...nnnngh...hnn, hnn, hnn...nnnuuaaaggGGGH!"

Sue Storm screamed into the empty hose. Her asshole burned. Though she couldn't see it, she could feel it. The once-tight hole strateched taut around the base of Porkum's dick. The constant fucking had stretched her poor sphincter to its limits and beyond. Porkum rubbed the taut pink line that quivered around his dick, and Sue Storm spasmed in her bonds. She could feel the heat of his massive balls against her twat.

If Sue could have seen herself hanging there, she would not have recognized herself. Her stomach was bloated with Porkum's spunk. Ass stretched wide around that mutant dick. Every square inch of her body seemed bathed in his cum, and even her hair hung in lanky, cum-clumped strands. She sucked in air through the hose.

Weak. Nauseous. Exhausted. Excited. Alive. Aroused.

A quite sense of triumph went through her brain as she realized she'd finally taken Porkum to the hilt. That all the constant pounding of her holes had finally reshaped her into Porkum's personal sex-sleeve.

"Good bitch," Porkum said, as he patted her hips with his hands. The great pink paws caught a grip on her waist and pulled his cock out in one long, slow movement. Sue couldn't stop him. Couldn't do anything. Worse, she didn't want to. It felt so right when his cock was in her ass. It was his hole. She belonged to him.

"I think you're ready to go home."

At that point, Sue Storm could deny Porkum nothing.

Invisible, she waddled naked to the Baxter Building's back door. One hand rested on her swollen stomach as she typed in the security code and the door unlocked. An invisible plug held the gallons of jizz in her stomach; her poor sphincter couldn't hold it on her own, and the last cum-enema had pushed Sue Storm's body to its limit. Sue giggled as she rubbed her distended abdomen. If anyone could see her, they would have thought she was pregnant.

She staggered down the hallway, leaving a trail of baby batter on every surface she touched. Her mind was locked in a pleasant haze, as it always was after Porkum fucked her. A ditzy period that seemed to last longer and longer each time. Sue giggled again as she thought of how dumb she felt. As if Porkum was fucking her literally stupid.

Voices caught her attention. Sue was so shocked, her invisibility dropped. She nearly lost the plug in her ass too, and a dribble of hot seed ran down her leg. Sue blinked, not sure what to do...the voices were getting closer...and then they had turned the corner.

Reed Richards, Johnny Storm, and Ben Grimm stared at the naked Invisible Woman with her bloated belly. The blonde stared at them, home a week early...and her concentration failed.

Gallons of pig-man spunk fell of out the gaping asshole, to splash about her ankles. Sue stood there, naked, covered in jizz, spunk leaking out of her pussy and ass. Her mouth opened, and the nausea struck her again. She fell to her knees as her stomach heaved and more of Porkum's precious jizz was vomited out onto the floor.

Sue Storm shook uncontrollably as she lifted her head. She **** a crooked smile onto her face.

"Hi...honey. W-welcome...home..."