Sue Spends The Week Unable To Stop Thinking About Being Naked

A session in the nude, Dr. Stone had said. As if it was something that happened every day, a psychiatrist asking her client to disrobe in front of her, so that they, two adult women, could see each other naked.

Sue Storm stared at her naked body in the mirror as she prepared for the shower. Years of hard work had given her a body that many women would have envied. Sleek muscle, a trim stomach, breasts that held only a hint of sag and fullness from her two pregnancies. The blonde hair fell to her shoulders now, and she wondered if it was too long. Her gaze fell lower, between her legs. Her pubic hair had been growing too. It needed trimming. Before she...before Dr. Stone saw it.

The Invisible Woman shivered, and for a moment her body went completely transparent. The idea of exposing herself to someone else went against her nature. Her powers were about making herself invisible. She was the unseen hand that moved things, the unseen foot that walked. There was a real sense of freedom and power in that, in being invisible. Doing things not so much when nobody was watching, but when nobody could see her.

Slowly, Sue **** herself back into visibility. She fought her instincts, to make her breasts, her thighs, her thatch of golden hair visible once more.

Then she swallowed hard. **** herself to look in the mirror. Hands stiff at her side as an invisible **** field brought the shaving soap from the sink. The little brush that Reed used for his beard—Sue didn't know if he had ever realized that she used it as well. That every time he lathered up, a bit of her marked him.

She leaned against the wall, pelvis thrust forward, as the brush spread the soap on her most private parts. The Invisible WOman watched her breasts rise and fall, her whole face burned. Then she brought the invisible razor down. The trick wasn't to make a keen edge, it was to avoid making it too keen. Too sharp, and it would slice right through her pussy. In her mind's eye, the Invisible Woman angled the invisible edge. Watched it slice through golden curls and white soap, to leave behind smooth pink flesh that had never seen sunlight.

No one else had seen it since Sue was a child, except her husband, and a few doctors.

Yet soon...in less than a week...Dr. Stone would see it.

The very thought made her heart race.