Moonstone Suspects Nothing

"And you're sure she doesn't suspect anything?" Maria Hill said. Her brown eyes were strangely hard, her rigid posture displayed her military background. Hill's office on the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier was one of the few places Sue felt safe speaking openly about what had become an undercover operation against Moonstone and her hidden partner.

"Why would she?" Sue said. "As long as I don't give anything away, I'll be headed to her appointment as normal."

"Where she will try to influence you," Hill said. "Speaking of which, I have what you requested."

The spymaster reached into her desk and withdrew a small plastic bag that contained a metal disc the size of a half-dollar.

"It's a modified version of one of the Controller's discs," Hill said. "Except instead of controlling you externally, it'll monitor your brain activity to give us information on whatever control Moonstone is attempting on you. Her power set doesn't normally include mind manipulation, beyond her psychological training, but she might be using some kind of hypnotic device or have developed a form of low-level psychic ability. Place it on your neck at the base of your skull before your appointment, under your hair. It should be practically undetectable."

Sue nodded, as she opened the bag and slipped it into place. There wasn't even a moment of pain, just the slight weight of it like a constant presence.

"Don't worry," the Invisible Woman assured Hill. "We'll get her. No one has more interest in bringing Karla Sofen to justice than I do!"

"Susan. Good to see you," Dr. Stone said, all smiles and hugs. She was dressed in a black pencil skirt and a flouncy white blouse that showed off too much cleavage, her golden hair in a bun. "Come, sit. How was your week?"

"Busy," Sue admitted, as the villain poured the tea. The Invisible Woman tried to keep a smug smile off her face as she admired Moonstone's body. She had seen the woman flick her bean, and a part of her wondered if she was wearing a butt plug, even now. The heroine accepted a cup of tea with a smile. "But I can't talk about much of it."

"Of course," Dr. Stone said. "Although I'm more interested in your extracurricular activities. Have you been keeping up with those exercises we talked about?"

They spoke and sipped for a few moments. Even though Sue was conscious that soon Moonstone was going to try and manipulate her, and the heroine's blue eyes scanned the villain for any sign of awareness, any hint of suspicion, she found herself drawn into a discussion much like any other at their previous meetings.

"How often do you think of other women's breasts, Sue?" Dr. Stone asked, as she set her empty tea cup down.

"As much as the next woman, I suspect," Sue said with a wry grin, and set her own cup on the small table beside them. "I mean, they're nice to look at in...pornography...but I don't like to ogle."

"What if they invite your attention?" Dr. Stone countered. "What if they want to be seen? If I took off my shirt right now, would it make you uncomfortable?"

"I..." Sue blinked, suddenly unsure of herself. Dr. Stone's glasses seemed to be circles of light. The disc at the base of Sue's skull suddenly registered the slight gravitic anomaly.

"Or would you like to see it?" Dr. Stone said, as she began to unbutton her blouse.

Sue blinked again, suddenly breathing a little more heavily. Her eyes were drawn to the creamy skin that was revealed as more and more buttons were undone. Dr. Stone wasn't wearing a bra. The familiar sight of those two perfect swells of flesh came into view, and the heroine's crotch squeezed as she saw the stiff pink nipples like little eraser tips.

The Invisible Woman stared in mute fascination as Dr. Stone closed her palms on either side of her breasts and mashed them together.

"You like my tits, don't you, Susan?" the villain said.

"Yes," Sue said honestly, lost for a moment in appreciation of the bare bosom. "They're lovely..."

"And you don't remember anything unusual from your appointment?" Maria Hill said.

The Invisible Woman frowned and shook her head as she reached back and detached the control disc. She had returned to the Helicarrier immediately after her session. Trying to remember details of the session was slightly more challenging than she admitted. At some point during a long digression, Sue had just been sitting there nodding as Moonstone's words had gone past her. In hindsight, now that she knew to look for it, Sue recognized that as uncharacteristic and disturbing behavior. Yet the very fact that Moonstone had continued her manipulation attempts showed she had no idea that Sue was on to her.

"Alright," Maria Hill said, as she took the control disc from Sue's palm and placed it on a specialized reader. "Let's see what we've got."