Shave Me?

There was blonde stubble on Dr. Stone's labia...and down further, around the darker divot of her asshole. Sue Storm blinked as she stared at the injured woman's crotch.

"I normally use mirrors to see what I'm doing," the naked psychiatrist said. "But with my legs like this, it's...awkward. Hard to reach. I haven't been able to take care of things down there."

The Invisible Woman took a deep breath. Her mind rationalized her own motherly instincts. This was someone who needed her help. She'd already given her a sponge bath. What was shaving between...friends?

"Alright. Let me..." Sue trailed off, and then invisible forcefields lifted Karla up higher and turned her over, spread her cast-wrapped legs wider. Moonstone was glad that the position hid the blush that ran across her cheeks.

A soft, wet cloth ran over the naked villain's pussy and ass. It was different this time, the soapy cloth pressed harder, to make sure everything was perfectly clean.

"The razor is..." Karla said.

"Oh, no need for that," Sue said. "I use my invisible **** fields for this sort of thing."

Karla's heart skipped a beat.

"Is that...safe?" she asked, as her heart started again.

"I haven't cut myself in years," Sue said.

Then something scraped against Karla's labia. The villain stiffened. It was hard, but neither not nor cold. Just...a line that slid against her skin, carrying away little blonde hairs. She could almost feel the other woman's eyes studying her most private parts. Sue's invisible hands spread Dr. Stone's ass cheeks apart as she examined the fine little hairs around Karla's asshole.

The tiny invisible blade ran around Karla's asshole. It was all the temporarily powerless villain could do not to quiver. Worse, she felt a flutter in her stomach. A warmth which stretched down to...

Oh no, Karla thought, and bit her lip.

She felt a wetness gather into a discernable drop. Sue had to see it. There was a long moment where Karla was held up in the air, absolutely ****.

Then, Sue ran a clean, dry cloth over her. With great care, Dr. Stone was set down, and Sue used her own hands to help towel the naked women off, before she handed Karla a large blue Fantastic Four t-shirt to sleep in.

"There," Sue said. "Don't you feel better?"

"Y-yes," Karla said, and realized with shock she was still blushing. "Thank you, Susan."

"Of course, Karla. Now get a good night's sleep. I'll see you tomorrow."

The Invisible Woman actually tucked Karla into bed. Beneath the comforter, Karla stared up at the darkened ceiling for a long time. She had hoped that having Susan shave her would be a power move. Instead, it had turned into an embarrassing display of her own helplessness and...attraction.

"Doom is going to kill me," Moonstone whispered to herself.