The morning after...

A crowd of people had gone into a mass panic, fleeing down the street by the hundreds to get away from the danger. Scrambling over cars and frantically trying and failing to find hiding places, the crowd’s panic only increased when they heard the heavy footfalls of the monster they fled from. Hearing a building crumble behind them, the mob of panicking pedestrians turned to look back and scream as the creature turned the street and looked down from 10 stories high.

“RUN! IT IS SLUT-ZILLA! SHE WILL CRUSH US ALL!!!!!!”

Stomping heavily through the streets on cloven feet, Susan Storm roared out. “HOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAARNY!” Causing the windows of the skyscrapers to rattle and people of the streets to panic further and try to make their escape. Easily a hundred feet tall, the monstrous she demon roared out in manic arousal, her eyes wild with need as she looked for anything to satisfy her insatiable lusts. Every part of her had become immense, her curves so outrageous the only comparison would be the vehicles she stepped over but even those could not compare to the water tower sized tits she sported or the four-lane street sized ass that swayed with each step. Her horns scrapped either side of the buildings of the street she rampaged through, making her giggle at the sensation as debris and glass rained down.

“Suzie, sweetheart, PLEASE, see reason!” Called out Mr. Fantastic; her husband clutched in her hand like an action figure pleading with his giant wife. Holding him up by the back of his blue costume with her two fingers, Susan dangled him in front of her lust drunk face, her smile already telling him what his fate was before she shoved him into the abyss of her cleavage with a giggle.

“HOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAARNY!”

She had tried everything to put out the fires in her loins; the radio tower she sucked off did not appease her, nor did the pointy-roofed restaurant she humped into pulverized brick do either. Nothing could satisfy her. But then she spotted it, abandoned by the crowd of fleeing humans was a tanker truck. Licking her lips, the monstrous demoness hoisted the truck in her hand, rolling onto her back with a crash and shoving the vehicle between her legs, moaning out loud and hefting one of her massive breasts in her hand while getting off on her make-shift dildo.

“Susie! PLEASE! I can’t breathe! Mhhhpph, mmmhppph…”

*

Slowly opening her eyes and yawning awake, Susan Storm found herself in her succubus form; her 9-foot-tall curvaceous body draped over her bed face down where her cloven feet dangled almost a foot and a half off the bed. Looking down, she found the mop of her husband’s hair sticking out between the slopes of her pillow sized blue breasts, mumbling out for air while his hands flailed at his sides, failing miserably to push her off. “Mhhhmhhhmm, mhh mhhhMMm mhhhh MHHmm!”

“REED!”

Quickly going invisible and rolling off the man, her body landed heavily on the ground, a fact Reed completely ignored as he sat up gasping for air. “JEEZ Suzie, what was THAT about?”

Becoming visible again and taking on her human form, Susan smiled bashfully while wrapping an arm around her impressive bust, scratching the back of her head with a blush of embarrassment. “S-sorry Reed honey, I guess I had a bit too much to drink while out with the girls.” Getting up to her feet, despite being human, the woman had become well over 6 feet tall, looking like she had spent her entire life exercising, her muscles looking more well defined along with her slightly more curvaceous build.

“Sweetheart, have you been working out?”

“Uhm… Yeah, guess I have been hitting the gym lately, you like?” She asked standing to her full height and posing for her husband, wrapping her arms around her chest and looking over her shoulder with a demur look and a smile. The image of a statuesque beauty burned into his morning eyes as he rubbed them shut and slowly got out of bed. “Susan, no matter what, I’ve always found you beautiful, but my GOODNESS you make me feel like a very lucky man.”

Her perfect smile growing from ear to ear, she crawled over the bed to pull the man into a kiss before separating to get dressed. “I’m heading off to the shelter today, might be there all day so ask HERBIE to make something for dinner okay Reed?”

“Alright honey, take care.”

Stepping out of the Baxter building in a form fitting business suit with the first two buttons to her blouse undone and a skirt that rode up high enough to show off her long, toned legs. Smiling at the cat calls she got, rummaging through her purse and calling for a taxi, she tossed her long flowing blonde hair when one finally arrived, giving the driver a view of her cleavage when she bent down to open the door.

Arriving at the top floor of her escort service, Susan’s smile never left her lips when she stepped out to find her lobby full of clients. Stepping over to the front desk and gaining the attention of every man there, she found Janet going over voicemails for the business and passing a note to the blonde woman. “Morning Suzie, the contractor you hired called, he wanted to know when to start expanding on the rest of the building.”

“Good, good, I have plans now that we’ve got a staff.” Said Susan, going over the notes and messages. “Any word from the others?”

“MJ and Felicia called in…” Leaning in close, Susan did the same to keep their conversation quite from the guests. “They went to that biker convention this morning, they told me they plan on visiting the half-way house afterwards to help the patients there.”

“Good, good, seems things will go swimmingly today.”

“SO, DIS THE PLACE YOU HO’S BEEN CONGREGATEN?” Called out a man from the glass double doors, letting himself in and giving the lobby a look over. “Gotta admit, you bitches got class.” Ruffling his tiger striped fur coat and stamping his gold embroidered ebony cane. The man wore an orange business suit with a black undershirt and tie, smiling with a mouth full of gold teeth and dreadlocks sporting gold rings through his lengths of hair. Seeing the man smirk back at her with little charm, Janet clutched her clip board to her chest and sat low at the desk to keep herself unseen.

“Can I help you?”

“Name’s Reckinbawls bitch, I just came to see the competition taking my livelihood away.”

“So what, you’re a pimp? Well Congratulations on your lifestyle.” Chuckled Susan, crossing her arms with a smirk. “If your looking for a job opportunity, I’d recommend the recycling plant down the road, they’re always looking for folks not afraid to rummage through trash.”

The backhand Susan received from the man could be heard across the entire lobby, taking everyone back as Susan blinked and rubbed her left cheek.

“Did I say you could disrespect me ho?” Reckinbawls asked, looking down at his hand, checking the heavy gold rings on his fingers for any blood. “Maybe ol Reckinbawls needs to show some bitches who’s REALLY in charge here.”

“I agree…” Purred Susan, a look coming over her eyes where Janet noticed a golden glow. “Let’s discuss that in my office, shall we?” Gesturing to the double doors behind the desk, Susan let the man swagger past her. Closing the doors behind her, Susan gave Janet a wink.

*

30 minutes later…

“Did you REALLY have to hospitalize him?” Asked Janet as she and Susan stood outside watching the paramedics close the back doors to the ambulance and drive off, the sirens wailing as it drove off out of sight.

“Please… He’ll live, if anything he’ll wake up as his namesake!” Swivelling her hip to pose with her hands at her waist, Susan looked back at Janet and smiled. “I think I’ll go out today and flush out some of this extra energy I’ve got pent up, see you in a few hours Janet, keep me appraised if any other fur coat wearing ass-holes try to kick open the door.” Waving the woman off, Susan left her escort service to enjoy the day.