Porkum Injects Something Into Sue Storm's Tits

Handcuffed at wrists and ankles. The chains latched to hooks above and below. To hang naked, all her weight on her arms, rubbing her thighs together. Eyes dilated. Laughing, giggling, writhing, impossibly high...

Porkum rubbed an **** wipe on each of Sue Storm's naked breasts. She moaned, super-sensitive. Sue had never been a party girl. Pink cocaine, ketamine, ecstasy...she had no experience of any of them. No resistance. Her whole body was flushed with an arousal she had never experienced, the lights were so bright, every movement felt silky and smooth, even as the room spun around her.

The pig-man grinned as he selected two syringes from the tray. They were filled with something milky and pink.

"Where I come from," he said, conversationally. "Heroines are...dumber. More sex-crazed. I don't know if it's a cultural thing or what, but we like 'em dumb with big tits and big asses, takin' impossibly huge cocks. Bimbos. That's what we like. Stupid fuckin' cumsluts, beggin' for our dicks. The bigger the better, the more the merrier. We got **** that which help with that. Melt their brains, swell their tits. Y'all don't have anythin' quite like that here."

He had a syringe in each hand, , and as he let the tips press against her nipples, Sue flinched. It was like a pin-prick. But there was nowhere to go. She was locked in place.

"But y'know, I learned that here y'all got somethin' called M.G.H. Mutant Growth Hormone. Fun stuff! All you need is some mutant DNA. So I used my own..."

His small, dark eyes locked on hers as he slowly pressed forward. Pain lanced through the Invisible Woman's ****-induced high. Her mouth opened in a silent scream as two needles stabbed deep into her tits. Porkum pulled back. Let blood mingle with the ****. Their DNA mixing in a strange alchemical swirl. Then his thick pink thumbs pushed on the plungers.

Sue Storm thrashed. This time she did scream. The pressure in her tits grew and grew to an unbelievable level, until she thought they would explode. Only when they were empty did he pull the needles out. Sue still fought, but her thrashing grew weak. The golden light of the defraudium played on her body, negated her powers. Made her weak as the **** began to spread.

"Truth be told, I'm not entirely sure what's going to happen to you," he said. "Normal humans get versions of the DNA donor's powers; mutants get a sort of boost, like steroids for superpowers. But you?"

Porkum's grin stretched as he took out a pair of Band-Aids and snapped them on Sue's aching nipples. He reached down and gripped his pink cock, and slapped it against Sue's pussy like a whip.

"We'll see what it does to you."