Sue Storm Was Addicted For A While

SSR: School got stressful for a bit. I started scoring some adderall here and there.

"Hey babe," Mae said, at the university library. "Got you a little something."

She pressed the pills into Sue Storm's hand. The young woman froze. Looking around would be suspicious. In her heart, Sue knew this was wrong. She also knew that she had to pass her exams. As quietly as possible, Sue crushed the pills. Mae stood over her, shielding Sue as she snorted the white powder.

Clarity and awakeness flushed through Sue's body. She sniffed, sinuses burning.

"Thanks," Sue whispered.

Mae grinned. "No prob, babe. You'll get me back though, won't you?"

Then she leaned down for a kiss.

JVD: OMG. You did gay sex for ****?

SSR: Technically. Really it was just like...being really good friends. She was always big on skinship, hugging, touching, kissing. Sometimes it went a little further. You know, she'd say "The twins are getting lonely" and I'd go play with her breasts, or she'd ask me to masturbate with her. The problem was, it got a little out of hand. There was a point at which I couldn't operate without the pills.

Finals week saw Sue skipping class. Skipping meals. Texting Mae for more pills. There were late nights in her dorm, and Sue would be so jittery that when Mae offered her a reefer just to calm down the shakes, the blonde accepted.

Then after the exams...Mae had a little surprise for her.

She had celebrated with Reed and Ben and Johnny, with a couple beers at the university bar. Not exactly Sue's kind of place, but it was nice to laugh and joke and hang out with her brother, her friend, and especially with Reed, who let his hand rest on her hip all night long. He was already talking about the spacecraft he was describing, the rockets, the cosmic ray shielding. So excited. Ben declared he'd pilot it, and Johnny and Sue had promised to fill out the crew.

Sue came back to the dorm to find the lights out. Just moonlight streaming in from the open window.

The naked body of a woman in her bed. Sue caught her breath as she saw the soft globes of Mae's breast, the flat plain of her stomach...and there, in a line from her navel to her shavel slit, was a small, thin line of white powder.

"Real Peruvian flake," Mae murmured. "Come on babe. You know you want it. All of it."

Sue had dropped her purse on the floor. Unbuttoned her shirt. Dropped to her knees, one finger closing off a nostril. One long inhalation. Her head spun, exploding, as her face plunged into the hot, wet cunt before her.

*PING*PING*PING*

"I think I can triangulate the central focus of the changes," Reed said. "Multiple small pings means several events, but that means Doom is trying to adjust the timeline of a single place or individual. If I can narrow down where and when...come on, chum. I'll need your help!"

"I shoulda given Doom an atomic wedgie back at university," The Thing grumbled. "Whatta crumb."

JVD: So what happened? How did you break the habit?

SSR: Well...