Sue Storm Returns Next Week As If Nothing Happpened

The Invisible Woman wore a thin blue jacket over a dark blue blouse that fell rather low on her breast, showing a generous amount of creamy cleavage. Her blue pants matched the jacket and hugged her motherly hips and calves. She smiled as she shook Dr. Stone's hand, completely natural, as if nothing had happened last session.

By comparison, Moonstone felt overdressed. She had opted for a simple white blouse and black dress pants, golden hair up in a bun, modest gold earrings. The two women settled into their familiar chairs and Dr. Stone poured the tea, her pulse racing slightly as her eyes were drawn to Sue Storm's comparatively daring outfit.

They sipped the tea in silence. There was ginger root and cloves among the loose leaves, a fragrant blend that was designed to sharpen the senses.

The next half hour was spent in generalities. Space Nazis had tried to invade Earth with flying saucers powered by the cloned brains of Adolf Hitler. Sue Storm discussed the long days in cramped quarters, the explosion of the bigots' ships, Ben Grimm's stony determination that not one swastiska-bedecked spacecraft would escape this time. They spoke of the stress on Sue's life, how the children had to be cared for by guardians while the family was away.

Nothing about last week's session, about the **** climax, about Dr. Stone's domination. The villain wasn't sure how to broach the subject, especially since Sue herself gave no indication of bringing it up. Dr. Stone had been prepared for tears, recrimination, even stony silence. Yet Sue Storm seemed utterly normal, or at least as normal as the Invisible Woman ever could be when discussing how she had spent the week blowing up Space Nazis.

Dr. Stone relaxed a little. She needed Sue's trust, at least a little while longer. The more time she had to manipulate the heroine, the better her odds of fashioning a break between Sue and the rest of the Fantastic Four, of pushing Sue beyond the point of no return. It was a process that required delicate precision. Moonstone was content to wait and try again, perhaps next session.

It was Sue Storm, the heroine, courageous and strong, who finally broached the subject.

"About...last session," she said, and licked her lips. "I've spent the last week processing what happened. I think I wasn't quite prepared for that kind of physical therapy. However, once I had some time to think about it, I realize you were really trying to help me. And you did."

Dr. Stone smiled. This was...unexpected. Sue Storm had rationalized her experience far more completely than the villain had hoped.

"In fact, I've been thinking about it quite a lot this week," Sue said. She licked her lips and took another sip of tea. Her blue eyes found and held Dr. Stone's. "Could not stop thinking about it, really. Going forward, I would like to make that a regular part of our sessions."

Moonstone blinked.

"That's...certainly possible," the psychiatrist said. "Sexual health is an overall part of mental and physical well-being. I'm glad you trust me enough to..."

Sue Storm set the tea cup down. She leaned forward in her chair, which caused her blouse to fall low...and Dr. Stone inhaled sharply as she saw, very clearly, that the Invisible Woman was not wearing a bra.

"Let me tell you exactly what I want, doctor," Sue Storm said.