Sue Storm Feels A Sudden, Overpowering Urge To Stuff The Chocolates In Her Pussy

On Porkum's world, many people had abilities similar to his. It was a sex-drenched universe where survival of the fittest had subtly warped the human species. In an environment that regularly gave rise to powerful, Amazon-like women, Porkum's progenitors had developed increasingly powerful sex pheromones with which to seduce them and breed the next generation. Porkum was the final product of an evolutionary arms race, the apex breeder of his lurid and degenerate species. Against his pheromones, the most powerful heroines of his universe could barely put up any resistance at all.

Sue Storm had no such innate resistance. Porkum's pheromones tore through her body with the lean efficiency of a Patriot anti-air defense system targeting the Hindenburg. The effects on the Invisible Woman were almost as explosive.

As the cream-filled chocolate confection hit her stomach, an unnatural heat washed over her. The heroine staggered and grasped for support as her knees began to wobble, and her breath began to come in short pants. As the room swam, she felt her nipples achingly hard against her bra, and a sudden hot wetness ran down her legs that made her think momentarily that she had peed her pants. Critical parts of Sue Storm's brain nearly shut down as she tore off her pants.

Only H.E.R.B.I.E. watched silently as the Invisible Woman collapsed onto the floor with her panties around her knees. Sweat dripped from her body, every inch of pale skin flushed with blood. Her fingers delved into the hot cleft, and Sue gasped as she instantly began to squirt, internal muscles clamped hard, clear fluid burst over her fingers and an uninhibited moan erupted from her lips. Almost all rational thought gone in a frenzied, **** need to satiate the **** need within her body, the unnatural heat that had struck like a thunderbolt yet seemed unquenchable.

Her fingers were not enough.

The scent of chocolate caught her nostrils. Chocolate and something else. Something that tickled the lizard brain. Primeval instincts, the parts of the brain associated in great apes and their common ancestors with humanity with identifying their mates. Her free hand scrabbled in the package and seized on a chocolate. Scarcely aware of what she was doing, the Invisible Woman spread her labia wide and brought the cream-filled confection down to her wet, sweaty, hot hole.

The chocolate began to melt almost before it touched her. Dark brown chocolate ran in sticky smears over her fingers as she pushed the creamy treat in deep. As deep as it would go. Her fingers stirred the broken shell in her pussy, the hot cream ran over her fingers...and then she reached for the next bonbon.

And the next.

H.E.R.B.I.E. stared, at a silent witness as one by one the seed-filled snacks were stuffed into the **** cunny. Sue Storm moaned like a whore in heat as the goopy mess dripped down her thighs. Her cunny overflowed with dark smears of chocolate and something infinitely more potent. Something that she tried, with fervent and **** efforts, to press up against the mouth of her womb. Even as her body began to spasm in climax after unwanted climax, one of the most powerful women in the world rendered helpless against the biochemical **** designed for much more resilient targets.

Until there were no more chocolates left, and the heroine was left on the floor nearly ****, her eyes rolled up into her head as she began to spasm under orgasm after orgasm, too many for her to count. Her stomach throbbed as pelvic muscles cramped in an ancient and primal dance, all in an effort to draw Porkum's seed up to her womb.

With what consequences for Susan Storm, even Porkum had no clue.