Sue Storm Cannot Resist Pigging Out

It wasn't that Sue Storm's willpower failed. She realized that afterwards. It was that when it came to Porkum's bonbons, she had no willpower. There was no attempt to resist at all. She simply stared at those small chocolate orbs, and the next moment she was stuffing one in her face. White teeth crunching through the dark shell to suck out the salty, creamy center.

Then the next. And the next.

H.E.R.B.I.E. did not stay to watch as Sue Storm gorged herself on the bonbons. The small robot was taking samples, recording data. Radiation traces. Aberrant genetic material. Bits of advanced technology. Signs of a recent and hurried escape, but also of planning. It became clear to the robot that Porkum was not operating independently. The villain had help.

Sue Storm was busy stuffing her face. Her conscious mind blanked out as she crammed bonbon after bonbon into her maw, a mindless feast of sweets that should have revolted her. A lifetime of dieting given way to a disgusting pigfest, her mouth and chin stained with melted chocolate, her stomach complaining at the sudden massive caloric overload.

She couldn't stop. Her cheeks bulged as she stuffed a handful of bonbons into her mouth at a time, barely able to chew, the disgusting yet addictive filling sliding down her throat and leaving a trail along her esophagus. Sweat began to break out on Sue Storm's body as her body temperature spiked, the kind of eating sweats she hadn't experienced in decades of careful, mindful eating.

The Invisible Woman panted and slowed down before she was even halfway through the tray, blood sugar spiking, suddenly tired. Every swallow was a chore, now. Her stomach painfully full, the tight costume unforgiving as it showed her slightly bloated belly, abdomen distended just below her breasts, where her stomach, used to salads and small portions, was overwhelmed with the sheer volume of chocolate and mutant jizz she had inhaled.

Nausea rolled over Sue Storm, and she forced herself to swallow, even as she tasted bile. Panting and weak, she stared at the remainder of the tray. Unsure she was physically capable of eating more.