Reed Likes To Crossdress

"I caught him stealing my panties," Sue Storm said. "Before we were married. Before we had powers. I thought he was just going to...you know, masturbate with them. Johnny had an issue with that, when he was younger. But that wasn't it, exactly. He was wearing them."

The Invisible Woman's chin hit her chest, her whole body seemed to sag in the chair.

"I accepted it. What else could I do? He wasn't abusive, he wasn't really neglectful. He loved me and I loved him. Reed just wanted to wear women's underwear. So I let him. Then came the cosmic rays."

Sue raised her head.

"I caught him trying on my bra. Stretching his flat chest out to fill the cups. He was...so excited about it. To be honest, I was put off. Was this the man I had married? But it makes him so happy. So...it's a treat. Just in private. On anniversaries and birthdays I buy him new lingerie. Sometimes he likes to try on maternity bras, or their weird Japanese panties with the cock sleeve..."

"Have you ever considered taking it further?" Dr. Stone broke in. "Heels, a dress, makeup?"

"No!" Sue Storm said earnestly. "I'm not...I don't want...dammit, I don't understand."

"Maybe you don't need to understand," Dr. Stone said. Her implants continued to buzz. Sue Storm was still in a vulnerable, suggestible state. It should be possible to implant an idea. "You need control. Your stress is obviously centered on your inability to come to terms with your husband's crossdressing. So what you need to do is set the terms. Guide him. If he wants to dress like a woman, it shouldn't be sneaking behind your back. You're his wife. You set the terms."

"I...set the terms?" Sue said.

"That's right," Dr. Stone said, and she tasted blood in her mouth. Synaptic seepage from using the implants too long. "Maybe when you go home, you can buy him something to wear..."

Sue Storm shook her blonde head and sat up. Dr. Stone had a handkerchief pressed to her nostril, a bright blot of blood on it.

"Nosebleed. It's so dry in here," the doctor said with a smile. "But I think this was a good session. How do you feel, Susan?"

The Invisible Woman considered. It was as if a weight had been taken off her shoulders. The path forward was clear. She knew what to do.

"Clear," Sue said. "Thank you doctor. I think that helped."