Twist and Shout!

Slowly stirring awake with the sunlight cutting through the blinds of the windows, Reed Richards sluggishly opened his eyes and looked up to find his wife’s face smiling in her sleep. She was still asleep and peacefully so, her back to the window and cooing softly at the warmth of it. Seeing her sleep peacefully made the man close his own eyes, smiling when he felt his wife press up against his back and wrap a large arm around his shoulder and pull him close, his head nestled between her furry breasts like a pair of soft pillows. He did not think too much of it, still rousing from sleep and enjoying the silky softness he was pressed against while his wife’s lips pecked him gently on the ear and side of his head with affectionate kisses. It was only when he felt a rough tongue lick up his ear that his eyes shot wide open, still finding his wife sound asleep in front of him and wondering just who’s arm was pulling him closer to their body behind him.

“Psss…. Suzie. Suzie!” He hissed out a whisper, poking his wife’s shoulder to **** her awake where her face scrunched into annoyance before opening her eyes slowly, then becoming just as wide as Reed’s as the couple looked at each other and the being currently spooning up behind Reed in bed. Shocked silent by the sight of her wendigo version cuddling Reed’s head into her cleavage and licking his face like some motherly cat, Susan had no idea how to proceed. Especially when she watched the wendigo woman yawn and open her fanged jaws like a lioness and went back to nuzzling the back of Reed’s head and lick at his hair affectionately. “Do something!” Reed whispered, too scared to move.

Hesitantly, Susan poked at the shoulder of her hulking doppelganger in the hopes of stirring her awake, the results merely made the wendigo frown in her sleep and growl before shoving Susan clean off the bed with a yelp. Getting up off the floor and looking back at Reed, she found the wendigo pull her husband in closer, like she was clutching a teddy bear… A frightened, elastic teddy bear.

“Don’t worry Reed, I’ll save you.” Susan whispered, tip toing her way around the bed to shake the other woman awake, and failing miserably.

Still unsure how to proceed, she tried to grab hold of the large woman’s foot and tugged to get her attention again, only resulting in being swatted in the face by her long tail and sending her back against the wall. Getting back up to her feet with her hands at her hips and giving the wendigo woman a look of annoyance, Susan blew a strand of blonde hair out of her eyes and frowned.

“Great… I wonder if the other versions of me are having the same bad morning.”

*

Meanwhile in the kitchen…

Humming to herself and swaying her hips to the sound of the music playing on the radio, the succubus, alien, and hologram versions of Susan Storm were gathered around the oven and kitchen counter, frying bacon, and cracking open eggs to cook over a skillet. Wearing a simple top and panties, the succubus hummed to the music, while the four-armed alien woman set bread in a toaster. Spinning on her heel to check on the hash browns, her tail flicking back and forth playfully.

“Well shake it up, BABY, now.” Sang out the succubus into the spatula in her hand, spinning on her cloven foot to check the eggs.

The alien and hologram chorus together. “Shake it up baby.” Bumping their hips together playfully and shared a grin.

“TWIST and SHOUT!”

“Twist and shout.”

“Come on, come on, come on, come on, BABY now.”

“Come on Baby.”

“Come on and work it on Oooout.”

“Work it on out…”

Watching the musical show in the kitchen from the living room table and sharing a seat with the former sex **** across from her, Susan the model leaned back to watch the three sing and cook and made a face of disbelief. In the last few days, the poor woman had gone through some of the most ridiculous circumstances she had ever seen in her life. Not only finding out there are an infinite number of universes, but in many of them, she was a super powered being belonging to a well-respected group of heroes in the city. Each of them had a storied past that would have stunned her silent in comparison to her own life. She had no idea where to begin with questions if she had any. Shaking her head, she turned her attention away from the three and back to the woman sitting in front of her.

Tilting her head in thought, she watched the other woman do the same, almost as if she did not know what to do with herself, not unless Reed was in the same room with them. When he was there, this copy of her would practically cling to him like a lifeline.

“So… What’s your story?”

“Story?”

“What kind of world are you from? The blue horned version of me singing the Beatles in the kitchen said you had it rough.”

“Had it… Rough?”

“Yeah… Like your Reed was pretty bad to you.” Crossing her arms and leaning towards the table, Susan tried to whisper to the woman in the hopes of getting a heart to heart with her. “How did you cope with it?”

“What?”

Making a face, the model crossed her arms and looked away. She was not going to get any answers this morning, not from her anyway. The succubus still singing in the kitchen and making scrambled eggs said she repaired the woman’s mind, but every time she looked back at the timid copy of her, she seemed no different then when they first got here… At least she was not wearing that dog collar and was stark naked anymore. The woman in front of her was wearing sweatpants and a white blouse. Not fashionable, but certainly an improvement. Looking down at her own attire, it was a little plain, but she was grateful the Susan of this world had the same measurements as her, despite being a mother of two. Thinking back to her home reality, Susan thought hard on the matter. Her agent must be going nuts with her missing, or he was simply plowing the next dumb blonde to do cheap photo shoots with. The last few years had not been fun, or easy on her.

Seeing the woman of the house dotting over a pair of kids with a loving husband’s arm around her shoulder and her brother being okay made the supermodel self reflective of late. What would her life had been had she not turn down her Reed back in college? She did not even know what he was doing anymore, they had grown so apart. It was enough that she completely lost track of her surroundings until she heard the Susan in front of her pipe up, her eyes lighting up at the sight of Reed Richards walking into the living room with his wife by his shoulder and the wendigo a couple feet behind them.

“Morning sunshine, we made break-“

“Not yet… Coffee…”

Seeing Sue raise her hand to silence the succubus, Susan immediately turned the corner into the kitchen and poured two cups of coffee for herself and Reed and took his spot on the couch while the wendigo version of her took a seat in the recliner the thing would sit in, the furniture creaking from her mass as she sat with a look of embarrassment on her face.

“Does it help that I said I’m sorry?”

Reed and Susan gave the hulking woman a look like they were wondering if she were joking.

“What happened with you three?” Asked the holographic version of Sue, stepping through the kitchen wall to join everyone else while the other Susans made plates for everyone else.

“It’s personal.” “Don’t want to talk about it.” The couple replied, sipping at their coffees.

Throwing her arms up in defeat, the wendigo leaned back in her chair with a huff. The footrest propping up when she did so, draping herself over her seat with her arms hanging out of either side of the chair.

“Oh, come ON, its not like I slept with your husband… Not like her.”

“What?” Pausing in her drink, Susan glared back at the wendigo. Turning her attention to the others, she spotted the succubus suddenly shift to hide behind the kitchen doorframe, sipping at her own coffee. Even the hologram looked away, setting plates of hash browns on the table along with crisp bacon and eggs. Seeing the Invisible Woman get up from her seat, everyone present could see and feel the change in the visible spectrum come off her like waves of heat, the room going suddenly cold as a result. Looking back at her, the hologram made an innocent smile.

“Anyone want toast?”