Sue Storm Calls The Hulk

"My communicator," Sue Storm said. "If I can call in the Hulk, he can deal with Jennifer. All we need is for Porkum to keep her occupied until he gets here."

"And how do you propose we do that?" Captain Marvel said.

The Invisible Woman simply stared at her.

"NO!" Carol said.

"If I get too close to that defraudium gem, I'm helpless!" Sue said. "You're powerful enough that you can sit on his face or something. Keep him distracted so he doesn't blow his load too soon, or we'll be dealing with seven feet of horny irradiated green genes. And you know what Jen's like when she gets horny."

They did. It was an open secret in the superheroine community. When in her human form, Jennifer Walters was a three-drink bisexual. In her She-Hulk form, she couldn't get drunk, but she had much fewer inhibitions. More than one heroine had seen her get a little too handsy on the dance floor, and one just-turned-eighteen young mutant had accidentally broken her hymen on a long, stiff green finger.

It had turned into a cautionary tale.

"If she fists me, I'm dead," Carol said. She held her fists together in front of her. The sickly yellow light of the defraudium gem barely reached them here, and Captain Marvel grimaced as her eyes and hands began to glow. Building up a charge of cosmic energy. "But if I go in hot, maybe I can hold out for a few minutes."

"That's all we need," Sue assured her.

The naked heroines went off in different directions. Carol Danvers, to put her pussy on the line to save her friends. Sue Storm, to call for the one person who could possibly handle a baby-crazy She-Hulk.

The communicator was near the rest of her gear, the shredded armor and forgotten weapons that Sue had planned to use against Porkum. Behind her, she heard an animalistic squeal. She turned her head to see that Carol Danvers had stumbled. Instead of sitting on Porkum's face, she was on all fours, burying her face in his massive, swollen testicles.

"Damn," she said as she found the communicator and speed-dialed Bruce Banner. She hoped he would pick up. That he would be there in time. If not...

A metal heel came down, crushing the communicator. Sue screamed as her hand was pinned to the concrete floor of the factory, fingers broken. She looked up to see a figure in armor, wrapped in a green hooded cloak and tunic.

"Doom!" she said, eyes wide.

"Yes," the Latverian monarch said, and that one word made the heroine go weak at the knees. This was how Porkum was able to trap her here. Doom's technology. He was Porkum's silent partner.

"Why him!?" Sue spat, bitterly.

"My efforts became too predictable," Doctor Doom said. "Porkum's were...novel. Distasteful, yes. But an unexpected avenue of attack. Look how he managed to draw you out. If not for your unfortunate decision to call in more female allies, you would even now be enjoying his attentions. Reed Richards would have found you, and your marriage would be broken...the kind of blow I could scarce have conceived of."

Sue grimaced through the pain.

"You bastard!" she said, her brow furrowed in focus. The defraudium gem was far away. If she concentrated...

Doom ground his heel into her broken hand. Sue could feel shattered bones splinter. The pain was too much. Her half-formed effort to use her powers collapsed instantly.

"The marital state of my parents need not concern you, Susan," he said. "Now I must clean up this mess. Richards will still find his wife sullied and broken, but she will not be alone. Perhaps the three of you will enjoy carrying your bastards..."

The hooded face rose. Sue couldn't hear anything, but she guessed that Doom must have sensors that could register a gamma ray spike.

She grinned through her teeth. Everything depended on the next few moments.