Malice Only Emerges When Sue Storm Is Hypnotized

Sue Storm, Moonstone decided, looked tired. There were bags under the heroine's eyes, not quite concealed by makeup, and a kind of lethargy in her movements. The two women shook hands and Sue gratefully accepted a cup of tea, obviously glad to be off of her feet.

"Sorry," Sue said. "Dr. Strange needed help with these things called the Mindless Ones, and I was in another dimension holding up an invisible barrier for what felt like years. I haven't really had time to do anything much less follow through your...um...homework assignment."

"That's quite all right Susan. After all, you are a busy woman, and saving the world often has to come first," Dr. Stone said. "But while you're here now, and have a moment to relax, I'd like to try another meditation exercise. If you're up to it, of course."

"I suppose," Sue said, hesitation in her voice.

"Finish your tea first. We can talk about other things. How are the children doing?" Dr. Stone said.

So they talked, Dr. Stone preying gently with questions, letting Sue sip her tea until she set down the empty cup. The villain waited until it was out of Sue's hand before she sent a gravimetric wave crashing across Sue Storm's forebrain.

The heroine's blonde head fell back...and when it rose again, a completely different expression was on Sue's face.

"Come on Doc, show us your tits!"

Moonstone, suspecting this, began to unbutton her blouse. She could see the avid eyes of the Invisible Woman on her as the full, soft breasts with the stiff pink nipples came into view. The implants buzzed in Moonstone's head. She wasn't sure how long exactly she could maintain this state.

"Malice, I presume?" Moonstone said.

"That one, the only," Malice said with a leer. "You've got a nice pair, doc. Mind if I...?"

Sue spread her legs. She was still in her Fantastic four costume, and Sue's hand cupped the vulva.

"By all means, go ahead. How aware are you, by the way?" Moonstone asked. "When Sue isn't at one of our appointments?"

"I'm not sure what your trick is, but I'm only...aware and in charge...when you're doing it," Malice said, as her fingers rubbed her slit through her clothes. "When you're not doing it, I just vanish into memory. Funny thing, that. I can remember everything Susan does, but she can't remember me."

"You're the part of her that Susan has long repressed. She actually thought she'd removed you entirely," Moonstone said. "But the memories of you are still there, buried in her brain. My efforts to help her have brought you forth. And maybe we can help each other."

Blue eyes, cold and cunning, fixed on Moonstone's glowing stare.

"How's that?"

"I want to help Sue overcome her inhibitions. You, I suspect, want more than this precarious existence. I think, perhaps, we can work together. Incorporate a little more of you into Sue's regular personality. Make her a bit more like you. How would you feel about that?"

It was like staring at a tiger in its cage. Knowing that if the bars were gone, even for a moment, it would strike. There was that aura of the predator about Malice, which was absent from Sue Storm.

"How do we start?" Malice asked, pushing two fingers into the Invisible Woman's crotch.