Sue IS Pregnant Again

"God fucking shit dammit," Sue Storm swore, in a very non-ladylike manner, as she stared at the pregnancy test.

How could I have been so stupid!? Sue thought to herself as she laid a hand on her abdomen. She already looked like she was getting a potbelly. It hadn't been two weeks into her "second puberty," and none of her panties fit, Reed had taken to trying to hide in the lab before bedtime, and now she was knocked up. Again.

"I need a cock in me," Sue Storm growled. She threw on a robe and marched down the hall. An invisible force field grabbed a box of cookies from the kitchen, which she stress-munched.

As she walked, the thought came to her that this wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Sure, her previous pregnancies were difficult, but at least now she could get as much of Reed's dick as she wanted. He couldn't get her more pregnant than she already was.

Could he? Sue Storm felt a warm stir in her nethers at the thought. Maybe if I let him pump another few loads in me, I'll get superpregnant. No, no, that's the hormones talking again. Not like I want more babies. Baby. Only one. I mean, I never got to breastfeed two at once, and what if it was twins...

Reed Richards looked as though he had been drawn through a small hole. Weeks of trying to satisfy Sue's increasing sexual demands had taken their toll on him, and he slurped a customized protein shake designed to replenish his body's essential nutrients as he studied the three-dimensional hologram of her changing body.

In weeks, she had grown thicker, curvier, more voluptuous. The once tight-fitting Fantastic Four outfits had given way to wide-hipped miniskirts and elastic panties, blouses that offered room for her expanded bosom, custom bras with adjustable straps and modular cups that could be upgraded as necessary.

He felt like a mere mortal trying to keep up with a sex-goddess. Or a forty-year-old man with a barely legal teenage bride.

Reed turned as he heard the crunch of the last cookie. Sue dropped the box in a nearby trash can, then locked the door behind her. As she licked her lips, she strode towards him, a different sort of hunger in her eyes.

She reached down between his legs and boldly cupped his balls in her hand in a way that the old Sue Storm would never have dared. Pressed the positive test in his face.

"Congratulations, stud," Sue Storm said. "You're going to be a daddy. Again. Now, let's celebrate..."

Reed stared at the pregnancy test with something closer to resignation than excitement. He had calculated the probabilities and knew this was likely to happen.

"Darling," Reed said as she pulled down his pants to let his cock flop out. "We should really run some additional tests. If you are pregnant, with your body in flux the way it is, there could be...complications. We have no idea how Superia's weapon may have impacted your reproductive system..."

"Later," Sue said. She grasped his shaft with both hands and fed it into her mouth. Reed Richards braced himself against a work table, hanging on for dear life as she slurped and sucked like a whore in heat.