Sue Storm Goes Unprotected

There was a complication. Any birth control implant that Sue Storm could get would both be detectable during regular medical scans, and would inspire questions from Reed, since she hadn't exactly been having sex with him. That would invite questions that the Invisible Woman couldn't answer. Normal condoms wouldn't fit Porkum, fabricating Porkum-sized cockholsters would invite more questions from Reed, and female condoms or diaphragms would also invite all the wrong questions. The same with spermicidal jellies and other regular options.

So instead, when Porkum's call came, Sue Storm hurried from the Baxter Building with no protection at all.

She had given thought to this moment. Had practiced. With her powers, she could form a cap over her cervix. Something to prevent Porkum's sperm from entering her womb. It was her one dim hope, that she would retain enough presence of mind while getting railed by that addictive dick to keep herself from getting knocked up.

Porkum was waiting for her. Seated on the edge of his filthy bed, in his sty of a lair, stroking his tower of pink prick, leering at her.

"Lose the clothes," he said. The small dark eyes locked on the blonde heroine as she hurriedly shucked her clothes. "And impale your cunt on this."

It was cruel. Sue strode forward with pathetic eagerness. Her invisible **** field locked over her cervix as she climbed over his soft, hot body. As she spread her pussy and lowered her pussy down onto that impossible two-foot shaft. The walls of her cunny helped compress the cock. It wasn't like a dildo. Too soft, too warm, too wet. Porkum's prick filled every small gap in her cunny, and brushed up against her forcefield, stretching her pussy to the limit.

Almost immediately, Porkum began to cum. Not in hard blasts of jizz deep in her cunt, but in a constantly bubbling fountain of virile jizz in her fertile cunt.

Sue didn't care. Her body moved with urgent need, a junky getting her fix. Her ass dropped down in a squat, almost low enough that her buttocks brushed Porkum's bulging balls. The pig-man simply stared up at her, his hands on her ankles, watching her lose herself in a gasping, sweating, **** dance on his prick. Sue Storm's breasts bounced, her nipples hard, cunt stretched to its limit as dribbles of hot cum trickled out of her pussy. Grunting in sheer animal need whenever she bottomed out, and his soft glans smashed against the **** field which was the only thing standing between Sue and a bastard she couldn't explain.

It was her imagination that was the danger. The barrier inside of Sue Storm was maintained only by her own thoughts. One little slip, and her protection was gone. One ****, horny thought about hot it would be for Porkum's mutant babymakers to slip past her protection would be all it needed to actually happen. And Sue Storm was, despite her frantic humping, hornier now than when she had first answered Porkum's call.

Hours after she began, Sue's legs collapsed. She teetered forward, her breasts and face smashing across Porkum's gut to lay with her cheek on his sweaty chest. His cock continued to pulse inside of her. Just flexing, hot rivulets of jizz pumped endlessly inside her hot, tight, sore tunnel. The kind of endless flow of seed that was the stuff of adolescent wet dreams.

"Not bad," Porkum said. "I think your pussy is getting used to it."

Porkum's cum was still leaking out of her when Sue stole back into the Baxter Building. Her legs were still took weak to work, she used an invisible exoskeleton to give the illusion of walking, until she could get to the shower. A torrent of hot, white spunk poured out of her red raw pussy. Sue sank to the floor, letting the hot water spray over her, watching Porkum's babymakers swirl around the drain.

H.E.R.B.I.E. hovered nearby with an electrolyte drink.

"Vaginal scan," she mumbled. Even with the invisible cervical cap, she knew with that vast amount of sperm pumped inside of her, some could survive for hours, even days. At some point Sue would have to sleep, and the invisible barrier would fall.

"Chances of progeny from this encounter 25.25%," the robot said.

Sue closed her eyes and let her head hand, hair wet as she stared down at her pussy.

The worst part was, she knew when Porkum called again, she would answer. And the Invisible Woman knew that she had to face what that meant. She had to prepare for what would happen. Porkum was...he wouldn't stop. He was a pig in spirit as well as form. A nasty, brutish animal that wallowed in filth, and he enjoyed dragging her down with him. Tainting her entire life.

"What am I going to do?" Sue said aloud.

Unaware that H.E.R.B.I.E. was still listening.