Sue Is A Little Wet

The Invisible Woman swallowed dryly. Yet she could feel the dampness beneath her arm-pits, the trickle of sweat down her ribs—and between her legs, there was more than a hint of moisture. In her mind's eye she stared into She-Hulk's green eyes, caught sight of those broad, muscled shoulders, the green globes of her breasts stretched out the Fantastic Four uniform that Jennifer Walter wore in a way that Sue Storm's more modest bust never could.

In her chair, Sue Storm sat utterly limp, legs spread, body slumped. Moonstone was rigid, and light played beneath her skin. This kind of fine manipulation strained her power and concentration to the utmost, and she could not maintain it for long. Yet she needed to guide Sue deeper, to get the blonde heroine to make her own decision—and change the course of her life and marriage irrevocably.

"Yes, I'm wet," Sue said.

"What is it about She-Hulk that excites you?" Moonstone said. "Is it just her body?"

"I...I don't know," Sue said softly. Her body quivered as she seemed to feel the hot breath of the gammazon on her pussy. "She's so...beautiful."

"What about her, exactly? Describe her," Moonstone said, a note of strain in her voice. Unseen, a blot of bright red blood appeared in the villain's left nostril.

"Her muscles are so big, so well-defined. Like a bodybuilder. Yet her breasts are so...so huge for her frame. Most bodybuilders, they have such low bodyfat, they need breast implants just so that they don't look like men," Sue said, and her ears burned red as she put into words thoughts she had never spoken aloud. "Yet Jen's are so perfect. And that long, dark hair...did you ever see Julie Strain? She's like that, fit and tall, yet sensual, free..."

Blood trickled down onto Moonstone's upper lip. So close.

"Do you want She-Hulk, Sue?" Moonstone asked.

Hesitation. Resistance. The Invisible Woman's lips drew together in a tight line, her brow furrowed slightly.

"I...I don't think so. I'm not a lesbian. I just...she's so..."

Moonstone bared her teeth. Her eyes began to burn. She were so close. One last little push.

"Maybe...you'd like...to be like her?" Moonstone said, her voice soft but commanding. "If you could...be like She-Hulk...in one way...what would it be?"

Oblivious to the mental strain Moonstone was under, Sue considered the prompt. In her mind's eye, she stared down at the gammazon whose wet costume clung to her emerald skin, whose green eyes were half-lidded in a come-hither look that made the Invisible Woman's damp panties cling to her crotch. Sue wavered for a moment, unsure how to answer. Yet in her subconscious, she knew that there was some truth to what Dr. Stone said. That there was a little green-eyed monster of jealousy within Sue that looked on She-Hulk's magnificent body with envy.

So the Invisible Woman opened her mouth and told Dr. Stone exactly what she wanted to know.