Sue Storm Is Handed Off To The Next Group

"Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better," the tall, lean woman with the crescent-shaped birthmark said, as the strange women left the room.

The Invisible Woman lay naked, sprawled out, panting. Her head swam. Not just drunk. ****. Unable to concentrate to use her powers.

The woman who stepped into the room had long green hair, one bang hiding an eye; a green dress hugged a figure like an Olympic gymnast, almost impossibly thin and lithe. Viper, the current Madame Hydra. In her green-gloved hands, she held two chains. Furred, animalistic women crawled on all fours. Sue recognized them from the X-Men's files. Feral and her sister Thornn. Cat-like, they stalked forward on all fours, nostrils flaring and they snuffled the air and strained at their leashes.

"Susan Storm. I wondered what her game was," Viper said. Her voice had that strange lack of accent that marked someone who had mastered several languages to a high degree. "What a prize you will be..."

Green hair enveloped Sue's head as the painted lips dipped toward hers for a kiss that tasted of strange chemicals. Furred hands, tipped with wicked talons, pulled the heroine's thighs apart. Sue tried to scream as raspy tongues found her sensitive cunny.

Which is when that strange, terrible taste dripped directly into her mouth, and Sue swallowed.

Moonstone was on her second glass of bourbon and close to an orgasm when there was a knock at her door. Dressed only in a shirt, she angrily slammed her glass down and staggered to the door. Of all the damn time for the Thai food she ordered to arrive...

Too late, she remembered that the Thai food woman never knocked.

She opened the door to see Mister Fantastic, the Human Torch, and the Thing occupying the hallway in front of her apartment.

"Dr. Stone, I presume?" Reed Richards said. "I'd like to know where my wife is."

Karla blinked, taken aback.

"Sue? She—she left after our appointment, hours ago," the blonde villain stammered.

"Yes. And she never came home. Worse, her communicator is off. Her last known location was your office—which has some very interesting features," Mr. Fantastic said.

"Th-that's StarkTech! I use it to protect my clients—" Moonstone said.

"You see, we asked Tony Stark about that," Reed said, and he moved—not stepping, but flowing across the threshold in a way that caused Karla to instinctively step back, as he invaded her personal space. "The money behind those purchases and installations is clean. A little too clean. The paper trail was carefully arranged to hide where it really came from."

Johnny Storm was in the apartment before Karla knew it. He was staring at Karla's computer.

"Is that—Sue? Naked? And what's with the—oh," he said, as he saw the Hitachi wand, the bottle of lube.

"That's private!" Moonstone said, and it took all the villain's restraint not to use her powers.

Then the Thing was in the apartment, and he shut the door behind him.

"Best come clean, lady," Ben Grimm said. "Who ya workin' for? Where's Suzie?"

"I don't know!" Moonstone said.

"Wrong answer," Ben said grimmly, cracking his stony knuckles.