Reed Richards Wants Sue Storm To Get A Breast Augmentation

"It's...not sex, exactly," the Invisible Woman said. "But we've had a few conversations about me getting some...work...done."

"Work?" Dr. Stone raised an eyebrow. "As in, cosmetic surgery?"

"Cosmetic? Architectural," Sue Storm said sourly. "When I was pregnant, my breasts got bigger. After the kids stopped breast freeding, and I was working off the weight I'd gained during the pregnancy, they shrank, about to where they were pre-pregnancy. Reed...really liked my bigger boobs. He thought I looked better with a bigger bust. I could see him sometimes, in bed, staring at my breasts. Normally I wouldn't mind the attention, but it wasn't just staring at my tits. He was imagining them bigger. Much bigger."

"How big?" Dr. Stone's brow furrowed.

"At first, Reed was looking at big but realistic," Sue said. "Pamela Anderson. Cassandra Petersen. 300cc saline implants would take me from a C-cup to a D-cup. Then he started thinking...more. 500cc. 800cc. 1000cc. Double E-cup. Tits half the size of my head!"

"And you didn't feel that way," Dr. Stone said.

"No. I mean, it's not like I haven't thought about it. When I was just starting my pregnancies, I'd use my invisible **** fields to mimic a bigger belly and breasts. To model the maternity clothes, you know? He caught me one day when my imagination had run away with me, just these impossible invisible spheres stuck on my chest and..." Sue sucked in air. It was strange she was going to tell this to anyone. "He popped a boner. Right there. Visible through his clothes. It was embarrassing."

"Really?" Dr. Stone said. "You didn't feel anything else?"

"What would I feel?" Sue said, confused.

"Some women might be excited to have that effect on a man," Dr. Stone said. "More confident in their body."

"But it wasn't real!" Sue protested. "I was just...they were like something out of one of those Japanese comics."

"Mary Jane Watson has bigger breasts, doesn't she?" Dr. Stone pivoted.

Sue sighed. "You know she does."

"Maybe that's a part of why you're thinking about her. Have you thought of that?" Dr. Stone leaned back. The light of the sun through the window almost made a golden aura about her hair.

"I...I don't know why I thought of her," Sue said, honestly.

"Maybe you thought your husband would like you better if your breasts were as large as hers," Dr. Stone said, voice level. The sunlight from the window played tricks on Sue Storm's eyes. For a moment, the lenses of Dr. Stone's glasses seemed to glow.

"May...maybe," Sue Storm admitted, as her tongue ran ahead of her thoughts.

"Every marriage is made up of compromises. Not sacrifices, but a series of bargains, agreements, concessions. Reed Richards has given you so much, hasn't he? A beautiful home, two wonderful children, your powers...a life of adventure..."

"Y-yes..." Sue admitted.

"Have you thought about what you can give him?" Dr. Stone said. "Or, perhaps that's the wrong way to think about it. Have you thought about something you can do to make both of your lives better? Some way to enhance your marriage and love life? Augment your appearance and boost your confidence?"

"Yes," Sue said, and she blinked, suddenly woozy. The light through the window was too bright. She squeezed her eyes tight.

"I'm sorry. Let me get the blind," Dr. Stone stood up. The sudden light-headedness passed as quickly as it had come on. Sue blinked in the relative darkness.

She had a lot to think about.

"I'm going to suggest," Dr. Stone said. "That you investigate a breast augmentation. Don't pull the trigger just yet. Really research it. See what the pros and cons are. Don't consult Reed on it immediately. Let this be your decision. Maybe, if you choose to have it, it will be a nice surprise for him."

Sue Storm blinked and mulled over what Dr. Stone said. She supposed there wasn't any harm in just looking up some information.

"Alright," Sue said. "I will."