To Listen to Dr. Stone's Psychobabble As She Brings Her Closer To A Screaming Orgasm

Invisible hands lifted Dr. Stone into the air, so that Sue Storm could get better access at that pussy. The heroine had entered a zone of hyperfixation; her tongue lapped the warm, hot cunt in front of her with the singular focus of trying to get to the center of a tootsie pop. For her part, Dr. Stone kept babbling.

"S-sometimes we have to give the brain what it wants. To feed those desires, to actually give in and turn those fantasies into experiences d-demystifies them. Y-you c-can f-f-feel the difference between r-reality and...and...s-s-sexual...d-d-dreams..."

It was fucking adorable how the psychiatrist tried to maintain her composure amid the frantic tongue-lashing, even as Sue Storm sucked insistently on the hard little clit. The heroine's hands groped at Dr. Stone's ass as her invisible hands bent and moved the other woman at her whim.

With a gasp, Dr. Stone found herself on her back on the desk. Invisible arms pressed her ankles around her ears, pinning the psychiatrist down. Invisible clamps seized on Dr. Stone's hard little nipples, pinching them almost painfully. And Sue Storm, the Invisible Woman, had full and unfettered access to that delicious cunt. Could run her tongue from the crack of the other woman's ass up to her clit and back again.

Okay, Moonstone thought to herself. Maybe I pushed her obsession with me a little too far. Time to reel it in.

"As your therapist, I really think we should talk about this..." Moonstone said as she attempted to trigger her implants.

Nothing happened. Sue Storm hummed a little into Dr. Stone's pussy. One finger slid into Moonstone's cunny as Sue sucked softly on the clit. Trapped by invisible bonds, Moonstone squirmed, applying her superhuman strength to attempt to free herself.

Except it didn't work. Her mind raced at her sudden powerlessness. The moonstone was still inside of her, she could feel it's power but it also felt oddly—muted. Toned down. As Sue slipped another finger into the warm, sloppy fuckbox in front of her, Moonstone realized what was happening.

Doom's implants didn't just augment my powers. They allow him to suppress them. He's doing this. Letting Sue Storm revel in her sapphic moment. Too late, Moonstone saw the trap she had walked into by agreeing to work with Doctor Doom. Yet as Sue's fingers began to pump into the plump pussy, Moonstone knew there was only one way out of this.

She would have to talk.

"Susan, I really need you to listen to me very carefully..."