Sue Gets The Fantastic Four Captured

It was supposed to be a quiet night. Skies were clear. Kids were in bed. Sue Storm felt she had been good all day. That she deserved a little treat.

Three pills. One right after another. Three cunt-shattering orgasms that left her squirting, legs shivering like a newborn doe, eyes rolled up in her head, body flush as with a fever. It felt like God himself had pressed her clit and wouldn't let her go.

Then the alarm rang.

Sue Storm cursed and fell out of bed. Her knees still wobbling in the aftermath of her climax as she pulled her Fantastic Four costume up and over her. She left the bedroom barely dressed, hair a mess, eyes dilated, cheeks flushed. She half-stumbled, half-ran to the Fantasticar, the others already in place. Barely settled her ass in the seat before Ben lifted off. As the wind whipped past her, she finally tuned in to what Reed was saying.

"...some kind of ship has crashed on Hart Island. Police reports that Black Talon and the Wrecking Crew are involved. The Avengers aren't responding to our hails, and the nearest S.H.I.E.L.D. helicarrier is two hours away. It's up to us."

Sue Storm nodded. The Wrecking Crew. Strong, resourceful, but not the greatest danger in the world. Black Talon was some voodoo-themed **** lord. She felt the last lingering echoes of her climax sing in her veins as the flying vehicle swept down toward the island. Her pants were wet as though she'd pissed herself, though Sue knew that was just her pussy, still gushing wet. The absorbent liner concealed it, and Sue smiled at the terrible naughtiness of it all.

One finger touched the hidden pocket sewn between her legs. One hard press, and another pill would pop into her pussy. That would be a step too far, though. Not during an adventure, not now...

Ben landed the Fantasticar near the crashed ship. It looked like some kind of ferry.

Then, the sound of tom-toms from further inland. A chant. Something that might have been Haitian French.

The first wave of zombies were on them.

Hart Island was the great potter's field for New York City, where the mighty metropolis buried its unclaimed dead. Hundreds of corpses shambled and crawled towards them. Immediately, Sue set up a barrier to protect them. Johnny Storm flew high, his flame brightening as he poured a relentless volley of fire down on the horde that was trying to crawl up and over the invisible wall. Sue had to squint against the glare as flesh turned to ash and blackened bones crumbled.

While they were preoccupied, the Wrecking Crew struck. Ben Grimm had his hands full; while none of them were as strong as him, they were four to his one, and unlike the movies they didn't patiently come at him one at a time, but all at once in a rush, raining blows, using their enchanted weapons to score hits and chip his rocky hide. Reed stretched himself tall, a thin wobbly line, to see further into the island.

"I see the Black Talon!" he said. "I'm going take the Fantasticar and go after him!"

Reed was in the air. The Fantastic Four were holding their own. Sue couldn't stop grinning. She carefully shifted the wall, to avoid the zombies working their way over or around it, letting Johnny handle the hard part of disposing of them...

Maybe she would have noticed the tremor beneath the earth if she wasn't so giddy. Maybe Sue could have responded, when a long-dead hand, the flesh fallen from the fingertips to show five white shards of bone, reached up and grabbed her crotch. Sue felt the hidden pocket tear, the pill plunge into her pussy.

Then her world dissolved instantaneously into an orgasm that obliterated all conscious thought.

The invisible wall fell.

The undead horde swept in, faster than Johnny could burn them. The Wrecking Crew broke off from their fight, letting the burning zombies surge over the Thing. Sue Storm was on the ground, writhing in ecstasy, when the Wrecker hauled her to her feet and placed the tip of his enchanted crowbar at her throat.

"Surrender!" he screamed in the ear of the Invisible Woman, whose face was such a mask of ecstasy that from afar, the Human Torch mistook it for pain. "Or the Invisible Woman dies!"

Which was how the Fantastic Four were captured.