Sue Models For Superheroines Illustrated

The Fantastic Four had been to the Moon, the Negative Zone, Atlantis, Wakanda, Monster Island, and Subterranea. Sue Storm didn't think she'd be impressed with anywhere that SUPERHEROINES ILLUSTRATED could take her. Yet Dorothea surprised her. The spot chosen was the Women In Space Memorial at Cape Canaveral, dedicated to all the women astronauts and cosmonauts.

They had discussed the shoot in detail. The setting, the costumes, the amount of skin on display. Dorothea had laid out designs for a series of skimpier outfits, ending with Sue in a blue bikini bottom, hands over her breasts. Conservative. Tasteful.

Yet Sue was proud of her body. She suggested a different option.

Using her powers, Sue selectively made parts of her costume invisible. It was like posing in increasingly skimpy outfits, yet while feeling fully clothed. More than that, the way Sue did it was something that no one else could reproduce, at least not without photo manipulation software. There would be no doubt that the blonde bombshell with the washboard abs and perfect skin, posing as the setting sun reflected off the memorial, was the Invisible Woman.

The shoot took all day, but when it was done, everyone was happy. Dorothea invited Sue to dinner. A local place she knew, which cooked fresh conch pulled straight from the sea, gator tail, and a decent champagne. Not that Sue normally drank, but her new metabolism made her process **** much faster than before, and the added calories would just melt off.

Dorothea, of course, would have to seriously hit the gym to avoid putting on weight. Sue smiled at the confidence her new body gave her. The superiority.

It was as they were enjoying the moon rise over the Gulf that Dorothea made her pitch.

"SUPERHEROINES ILLUSTRATED has a sister magazine," she said carefully. "More exclusive. Better pay, but...more risqué. It's called FOR VILLAINS ONLY."

Sue Storm raised an eyebrow. Interested, but noncommital.

"Nudity?" she said.

"If you want to. Primarily, however, it's a light BDSM magazine. Dominant women overpowering villains. Allows the costumed crowd live out their fantasies of powerful women tying them up. We wouldn't use your Fantastic Four identity, unless you want to. But if you're interested..."

Sue sipped her champagne. She thought of some pathetic villain like the Wizard tied up at her feet. The image wasn't completely unappealing.

"Let me think about it," Sue said.

"Of course," Dorothea smiled. "You have my number."