Sue Confronts Moonstone Here And Now

Sue Storm was not thinking clearly. She knew she wasn't thinking clearly, because when she was thinking clearly she relied on her strengths as a heroine: intelligence, stealth, and the support of her family. Instead, she was marching out of the bathroom, fully visible, head held high, all by herself. No plan, no strategy, just a seething anger at being manipulated as she had been.

The invisible **** field filled the corridor. A battering ram that struck the door to Dr. Stone's office like a wrecking ball. Steel crumpled like tissue paper, high-tech electronics were crushed into fragments. The armored windows on the other side of the room were blown out, and Moonstone, still in her civilian garb, stood shocked behind her desk, blouse open and a glass of whiskey before her.

The Invisible Woman strode in, haughtily. With a dismissive gesture, invisible staples pinned the blonde villain against the wall.

"No more games," Sue Storm said. "Tell me who you're working for, or else."

Moonstone strained her beautiful body against the invisible bonds that held her, shredding much of her clothing. Sue kept her gazze focused on the villain's face. The shock and surprise had given way to something more cold and calculating. There was a burst of light—for a moment, through slitted eyes, Sue saw that lovely form completely nude, the clothes burst from within—and then a heavy sensation crushed down onto Sue's brain.

"Do you like my tits, Susan?" Moonstone said.

Dumbly, Sue found herself staring at the naked woman. Moonstone was glowing faintly, and though trapped, she seemed more relaxed.

"Yes," Sue's voice sounded strange and distant to her own ears.

"You want to touch yourself while looking at them don't you?" Moonstone said, eyes locked on the heroine, whose confidant stance faltered a little.

"Y-yes," Sue said, amazed to hear herself say that.

"Well, go ahead," Moonstone offered, wiggling her body as much as the invisible staples allowed. "Go ahead. I can't stop you after all, can I?"

"No...you can't..." Sue said the words, but there was hesitation in her voice, and uncertainty. Her right hand fell to the crotch of her costume. She was still sensitive from masturbating just a few minutes ago. She wanted to touch herself. Yet she hadn't come her to do that. She had come to confront Moonstone, to capture her...

"You want to touch yourself," Moonstone repeated, and her eyes grew brighter. A drop of blood appeared at the naked villain's nostrils. "Touch yourself."