Moonstone Wants Sue Storm As Her Silicone-Enhanced Pet

Karla Sofen sat behind her desk and topped off her whiskey. She let herself think about what she wanted. What she really wanted. The corruption of Sue Storm had seemed like a fun lark, and a potentially profitable one, a way to have Doctor Doom in her debt. Yet now that she had met the Invisible Woman, spoken to her, manipulated her—now Moonstone saw that she wanted something else.

Sue Storm was beautiful. Yet she could do with some improvements.

"If those motherly mammaries became silicone-filled tits," she whispered aloud. "If those soft lips became plump pussy-sucking pillows with little piercings to pleasure my clit. If that ass became a work of such perfection a Kardashian would weep over the spherical perfection..."

Moonstone's lips curled into a smile. She sipped the whiskey, enjoyed the smoky burn that flowed down to her core.

It wasn't just about who someone was. It was what you could do to them. What you could make them into. Sue Storm was the epitome of what a superheroine could be. If Moonstone could turn her into a silicone-enhanced fucktoy for her pleasure, she could do it with any heroine.

And how delicious would that be? To see the slut with the stripper tits try to fight crime, as parents covered their children's eyes and men popped boners and made lewd jokes at her expense? To see one of the most powerful women in the world reduced to a walking sex joke?

Karla thought of those blue eyes. Imagined that beautiful face twisted into a caricature of itself by cosmetic surgery. An eager slut lapping at her cunt like a loyal bitch.

It was a vision she was determined to make happen. All she needed was time...and the right angle of attack.

"Tell me," Dr. Stone said, as Sue Storm stripped. It was going to be another fun session. "Have you ever thought about getting a little work done? Fill out those lips, maybe?"

The Invisible Woman laughed.

Dr. Stone's smile was set in stone. Her eyes blazed, which made her glasses look like two circles of fire.

"You should," she said.