Sue Storm Cannot Adjust Back To Her Old Life

The Invisible Woman staggered into the Baxter Building, cold spunk dripping down her legs. She waved vaguely at the children, H.E.R.B.I.E. immediately following behind her to sterilize the ground she walked on as she walked, zombie-like into the lab. Reed was there, eyes glued to a tunneling position microscope.

She fell to her knees and crawled under his desk. Before he even realized that she was there, she had torn his pants off, and was sucking on his cock, a lost, faraway look in her eyes.

"Mr. Richards, your wife has arrived," H.E.R.B.I.E. announced.

"I noticed," he said dryly, pushing himself back from the desk, letting his cock stretch and stiffen. Sue grabbed the pink pole with both hands—and then, in a move that surprised him, she swallowed, inches of his dick sliding into her esophagus. With a thought, Mr. Fantastic's member swelled, lodging itself in her throat and mouth so that she couldn't swallow. Still, her tongue wiggled and her lips flapped, cheeks billowing.

"I believe that Mrs. Richards is under the influence of a foreign biocontaminant," H.E.R.B.I.E. said.

"I think you're correct," Reed said. "Seal and quarantine the lab. Collect and begin analysis of samples. I want a full medical diagnostic on subject Susan Storm-Richards."

Reed Richard's voice was tight, controlled, focused. Yet his brown eyes fell on the woman he loved acting like a cock-addicted slut, and burned with an emotion he couldn't process.

"And H.E.R.B.I.E.? I want all logs for Sue for the past eight weeks."

Sue sucked. She didn't mind when her husband peeled off her clothes, or when H.E.R.B.I.E. scooped the jizz from her impregnated cunt. Too numb to process the look on Reed's face as he processed the data. Little by little, he put the pieces together. Her corruption at Porkum's hands. The pregnancy. The realization that she had been cheating on him.

Finally, he must have needed to hear it from her own voice. His cock shrank, snapped back to his crotch. A hard seven inches, covered in spit, sitting straight up. The naked Invisible Woman crawled toward him, needing to feel it inside her pussy. He stretched out his hands and grabbed her shoulders.

"Sue," he said. "What happened?"

The words spilled out. All of it. Like some filter inside of her had broken. Everything about Porkum, about the affair, about the three months she had spent getting fucked all day, every day, about the baby...

"I need it," she said, her voice whining. "Fuck, it's been hours. I need a hard cock in my sticky gash."

Reed frowned.

"Sue," he said carefully. "You've been through a traumatic experience. You're not thinking clearly. I'm going to apply a mild sedative and prepare an abortion..."

Her face twisted in rage. An invisible wall slammed into Reed Richard, knocking him flat as a two-dimensional cartoon, only his cock standing up. The naked Sue Storm rose to her feet on wobbly legs. She stumbled over to him and dropped into a squat about his shaft.

"I said," she growled, low and threateningly. "I need this dick."