Sue Storm Subconsciously Wants To Show Off Her Body

"I can't believe I did that," Sue Storm said. Once she had realized she'd been keeping her outfit invisible, she had managed to turn it off. Dr. Stone smiled as she saw her own face on Sue's t-shirt, as the blonde heroine accepted a cup of tea.

"Well, it definitely gives us something to focus on in this session," the psychiatrist said, lightly. "Has anything like this happened before?"

Sue took a sip of the tea before she answered. It was very floral, but with a metallic aftertaste. The heroine let the warm liquid settle in her stomach before she answered.

"Reed calls it 'power incontinence,'" she said. "It happened more early in our careers, when we were still getting used to our powers. Sometimes we would just lose control of them, or use them subconsciously. There was a week early on in my career when I had to concentrate to stay visible! Johnny used to flame on in his sleep. Reed went to pee once and his penis became so elastic it fell into the toilet!"

She gave a small chuckle at the memory.

"I haven't experienced anything like that in a long time, though," Sue said. "Only when I'm exceedingly stressed or tired. And I'm talking like, superhero-levels of stressed and tired. A month of dealing with Skrulls and Galactus and Negative Zone incursions without letup. I'm not one of those wine-moms who falls apart because of a PTA meeting."

"I see," Dr. Stone said. "And while you've been busy lately, you don't feel you've been under that level of stress?"

"No," Sue sighed. She bit back what she really thought was going on...but then Dr. Stone went ahead and said it.

"Then the most likely trigger has been our therapy sessions," the psychiatrist said. "We've been trying to deal with your accumulated sexual stress. Years worth of frustration. You want to express that sexuality, to alleviate that frustration, to show off your body. I had thought the outfit would help you show off in a healthy way, but it seems like it might have been enough to trigger your power incontinence."

"So what do I do?" Sue said.

Dr. Stone hesitated.

"We could try hypnosis," the psychiatrist said. "And meditation. Medication, if necessary. That might help. Or, if you're up for it, I have a fun and exciting opportunity to address your stress directly. Give a healthy outlet for those subconscious desires by realizing them."

Sue's brow crinkled.

"How is that?" the heroine asked.