Sue's Body Has Rearranged Itself To Take All of Porkum's Cock

When she was pregnant, the Invisible Woman had sometimes looked at her own womb. She had watched it grow, to fill up space, push her organs out of the way. More than most people, she had no illusions about the depths of the vagina, or her ability to take any cock regardless of size. For Sue Storm, how much cock she could take was something she knew as intimately as her shoe size. The cartoonish image she'd had as a young woman, exploring porn for the first time, of effortlessly taking horse cocks and enjoying every turgid inch were, she knew as an adult, mere adolescent fantasies driven by ignorance and horniness.

Which is why it shocked her to see two feet of Porkum's pink dick jammed tight into her cooch, and her body warped to accommodate the enormous prick. Her intestines, stomach, kidneys, and other glands, normally crammed in anywhere, now were shrunken and rearranged to accommodate the huge hollow channel that was her cunt. Sue's womb was nestled just below her heart. The small ovaries brushed her heart.

Even as she watched Porkum draw his cock back for a proper thrust, Sue felt the strange and terrible sensation of the swollen prick move through the hollow channel in her body. New nerves sang as the cosmically-powered pig-man stimulated new territory inside of her. Lit from beneath by the glow of the cosmic cockring, he admired the way his cock moved through the transparent flesh of the Invisible Woman.

"Now, ain't that a sight?" he said as he shifted his grip and stood up.

Sue Storm's shoulders remained on the floor, her legs in a wide V in the air as the pig-man gripped her hips. With a slight bend of his knees, he thrust his inhuman prick deep inside of her, and Sue felt a wave of dizziness as the air was **** out of her lungs, diaphragm **** to flex by the mass of his prick. His dark eyes seemed to twinkle with maniacal glee as his already impossible cockmeat thickened, and her body reshaped itself.

Hips stretched wide as the cock grew thicker than her thighs. Sue's organs slithered around, crammed for space; yet her waist didn't thicken. She whimpered as nausea wracked her, organs struggling to make room for a cock as thick as a fire hydrant.

Somehow, Sue knew that her thighs would never touch again, and that her once prim and proper pussy would never be the same.

A pink tongue lapped out of Porkum's lips. The Cosmic Cockring fueled strange and terrible fantasies in his perverted brain.

"You like that?" he whispered. "You like being my cocksleeve? No, I don't think so. I think you want more..."

Sue Storm's whole body shuddered. Her immense cunt squeezed, new muscles clenched along the full length and girth of that immense mutant dick. Unable to escape. Unwilling to escape. She was lost in the same madness that gripped him. Entranced and sickly fascinated at her own transformation. Wondering what else Porkum would do to her with quiet anticipation.