She-Hulk

Wet black hair floated on the surface of the sea, like the arms of an octopus. The tide receded a little, and Sue Storm gasped at the green forehead—and the green eyes, so intense that it shook the Invisible Woman to her core. Now Sue could see the green skin beneath the water, and the way the sun hit the body the surf almost seemed to take on a radioactive glow.

Musclebound arms pushed against the wet sand, and the upper torso lifted out of the water. A narrow, feminine face stared up at Sue, with pouty green lips. The wet Fantastic Four uniform was stretched taut over her tremendous breasts, the 4-figure distorted by the nipples that jutted out like hard little peaks. No bra. No underwear at all, Sue knew, as the She-Hulk crawled forward and the tide came back in, to wash around the blonde's ankles.

Sue watched those big tits rub against one another, and against the muscle-bound arms, as the She-Hulk moved forward. The lips parted, and a pink tongue slid out to lick the sea-salt off...and then the green eyes dropped and stared hungrily at Sue Storm's crotch, which was just at eye level. The Invisible Woman's thighs quailed, unsure whether to close and cut off that view—or to spread wider.

"The She-Hulk?" Moonstone asked. Her voice was soft and calm. The sound of it made Sue realize how tense she had become in just a moment. "Is there anything strange about her?"

"She's wearing a Fantastic Four uniform," Sue said.

"She-Hulk was a member of the Fantastic Four for a moment, wasn't she?" Moonstone asked.

"Yes. During my first pregnancy. I was on maternity leave."

"How did that make you feel?" Moonstone asked. "To be replaced so easily?"

"It wasn't...it wasn't like that," Sue protested.

"What is she doing?" Moonstone pressed.

"She's staring at me," Sue swallowed hard. "At my crotch."

"Interesting. How does that make you feel?" The psychiatrist pressed.

"I don't...I don't know," Sue said honestly. "I've got butterflies in my stomach. Heart pounding."

"You're nervous. Tense. You've found one of your triggers. The source of your stress. Do you want to open your eyes? Or do you have the courage to go deeper?" Moonstone asked.

Her voice was so calm. So authoritative. Sue could almost feel herself melt into the chair. She could still feel the sun on her skin. The wet ocean that lapped at her feet. See the green eyes focused on her body. With her eyes closed, Sue couldn't see the slight aura around Moonstone's head as the villain used her powers to subtly manipulate the heroine's mood.

"I'll...I'll go deeper," Sue said. She swallowed, nervous, but the Invisible Woman was no coward.

"Breathe. In and out. As you breathe, the tide rolls in; as you breathe out, the tide rolls out. Slow and steady. Find that pace within yourself."

The Invisible Woman sank deeper into the trance state as she followed the instructions. The green eyes seemed to burn into her.

"Now Sue, as you sit there in the chair by the ocean—are you clothed or are you naked?"

"Naked," Sue responded automatically—and now she was aware of it. She sat there, pink skin exposed to the elements, and those green eyes were focused on the tiny blond curls of her pubes, the bare suggestion of a slit. Once, before her children, the Invisible Woman's vagina had been a demure pink, the labia barely visible. After two births, the labia had darkened and were more protuberant. Sue hated how her pussy looked sometimes, though Reed had never complained.

"The She-Hulk moves closer," Moonstone said, and in her mind's eye Sue could see the muscular, wet form slink forward, heedless of the water that crashed around her. Until the green face was between Sue's knees. Until she could almost feel the gammazon's breath on her bare labia.

"Are you aroused, Susan?"