Sue Doesn't Tell Reed About Porkum

Sue Storm's fingers tugged at her nipple rings, just enough pressure to be on the edge of pain, sending an erotic thrill down between her legs.

"Are there any signs of changes?" The Invisible Woman asked.

"That's the problem with time travel," Reed said, as he pulled down her pants. Sue was already wet and ready for him, but his elastic erection rubbed along her length, the way she had taught him she liked it. "You won't notice anything off. If someone gave you a condom and prevented one of our children from being conceived, you wouldn't even know to miss them. It will be as if they were never born—because they never were, in this timeline."

He slid into her. Sue gasped. A pang hit her heart, a sympathetic horror at the loss of Franklin or Valeria.

"But wouldn't that change the past for whoever was making the changes, too!?" Sue asked as she pushed her body back against Reed's. She remembered how tight she used to be, how many kegels she did every day, supplemented by the occasional vagina rejuvenation. Sometimes, she liked to restore her hymen for their anniversary, just so that she could make Reed grow to truly equine dimensions and make her feel like a virgin all over again.

"Not if they're using a Doomlock," Reed said gravely. His neck stretched around so he could face his wife directly. Or bury his face between her pierced tits. "It causes temporal paradoxes, but it prevents timelines from splitting off. Anyone wearing a Doomlock is immune to the changes in the timeline."

Sue Storm wasn't an idiot. The heroine's thoughts immediately went to her mysterious gift-giver. Porkum was always nude, but she had seen something buried in the fat-folds of his wrists. A grey metal bracelet. She shivered as Reed's cock stabbed deep, and terrible suspicions filled her mind.

What had Porkum done to her? She had thought his little gifts over the years were harmless. But what if they were deliberately steering her life away from some preset path? She thought about how she had discovered anal sex. Maybe Porkum had been trying to prevent her children from being conceived?

Or maybe that was still his goal.

"Is Doom the only source of the Doomlock technology?" she asked.

"As far as I'm aware, though it isn't impossible that some other time travel has similar tech," Reed said.

His head dipped down. She remembered how, in the beginning, he had been so **** to lick her pussy while they made love, because sometimes he ended up licking his own cock. She had solved him of that with one of the strap-ons Porkum had gifted her.

"So," Sue said, as she felt her husband's breath on her stuffed slit. "How do we put a stop to it?"