Reed Wants What Porkum Has

The parts were easy to acquire. A copy of Cerebro. Scans of Charles Xavier's frontal lobes. The specially modified Octobot that Doctor Octopus used to swap memories with Spider-Man. And a version of the Leader's gamma-ray siphon.

He worked long into the night. It was early in the morning, two days later, when Ben Grimm knocked on the door.

"Stretch?" he said, opening the door. "You okay in there?"

"Never better, chum!" Reed said with a grin. He hadn't shaved in two days. His thin frame was seated in a throne-like device, a metal helmet covering most of his face. On the screen, a Baxter Building internal security camera Porkum lay sleeping in Reed's own bed, the naked Invisible Woman curled up next to him, her mouth coated in jizz.

"What, ah, whatcha doin'?" The Thing asked, with a creeping sense of dread he liked to think of as his Mad Scientist Spider-Sense.

"The biochemical control of Porkum on Sue Storm and the other heroines is nearly unbreakable," Reed said. "Even if we separate them physically, they'll remain his slaves. The problem is Porkum himself. The only logical solution is to replace him in the equation with someone who will treat those women with the respect they deserve."

"Uh-huh," Ben said, a cold feeling in his stony guts. "And by replace, you mean..."

"I'm going to project my consciousness into his brain and overwrite his personality," Mr. Fantastic said. "Erasing him entirely. I will, in every practical sense, become Porkum. Physically, at least."

"Uh...problem there, Stretch-o. Porkum ain't exactly a genius, is he? How ya supposed to get back?" The Thing said, looking to see if there was a convenient off switch or power supply he could smash.

"Never fear, chum! I've thought of that. I'm going to transfer my cosmic radiation into his body. That will provide a combination of both of our powers. I'll be able to stretch his brain to accommodate my genius, just as I'm using my powers now to emulate Professor Xavier's frontal lobes to use Cerebro."

"Reed. Buddy. You're upset. I get that. But this is insane. You're gonna leave Porkum in your body while you...what? Use his cock to fuck your wife? C'mon, we can find another way..."

"Oh no," Reed said coldly. "The siphoning process will consume this body. Porkum will not survive."

It was when Reed Richards began to glow that Ben realized that it was too late. The Thing surged forward, hands raised to smash—and then his best friend in the world burst in a single incandescent glow and was reduced to a pile of ash.

Small black eyes blinked open. A snout twitched experimentally. Held out a pink hand, and the arm stretched to twice its normal length, then snapped back. The immense bulk that had been Porkum shifted as Reed Richards got used to his new body. The strange new sensations that came with it.

"Hmm, Porkie," Sue murmured in his arm.

Immediately, two feet of pink cock grew hard. With easy strength yet surprising gentleness, Reed eased his sleeping wife up onto his stomach and aligned her well-used cunt with his new cock. She gave a little gasp as she slid down onto it...and around him in the bed chamber, Sue's girlfriends stirred, drawn by the sounds and smells of sex.

"I did it!" Reed said, grinning in triumph.