Sue Storm Can't Even Take Half of Porkum's Cock

"Aaagh!" Sue Storm screamed.

"Stop fucking screaming!" Porkum yelled back.

The Invisible Woman couldn't help it. She thought she had healed. The bruises had faded to yellow. Her pussy was looser than it had ever been.

Yet Porkum's cock was inhuman. Twenty-four inches of mutant man-meat, almost as thick at the base as her thigh. Even if it was softer and spongier at the front, the sheer girth was a terrible strain on a pussy that, perhaps, hadn't quite healed enough for this sort of physical activity.

So too, while Sue Storm was normally in peak physical shape for a woman of her age and build who engaged in intense regular exercise, Porkum's strength and stamina were lower-middle-class superhuman. Eventually, as he strove to cram even more of his porcine prick into her gaping cunny, the mutant pig-man from another dimension grabbed the blonde heroine's hips and strove to use her like a fleshlight.

"AaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAGGGH~*!"

Sue Storm's scream hit a pitch that made dogs howl. Bright blood spurted as her clitoris ripped in two. Her whole body went rigid in a sudden paroxysm of pain...and then went limp as she passed out.

The Invisible Woman had survived the ordeals of birth. As Porkum's still-hard cock and a torrent of jizz poured out of her wounded cunny, the effect on her pussy was much the same.

"Fucking weak shit," he muttered as she stared at the limp ragdoll of a goddess in his arms. The superheroines from his own dimension tended to Amazonian power sets, with the enhanced strength and durability needed to survive the kind of penetration that was normally only experienced by kiwis about to give birth, only in reverse.

"Now what the hell am I supposed to do with this!?" Porkum grunted as he slapped his still-hard cock between the unconscious heroine's bare breasts.

That's when Porkum had a terrible idea.