Sue Storm Should Explore These Fantasies

"...just one of those silly little fleeting fantasies," Sue Storm said, and took a sip of her tea.

Dr. Stone, dressed rather demurely today all in black, sipped her own tea. The psychiatrist craned her head back a little, as if trying to focus on a point three inches behind the Invisible Woman's left eye. The round, rimless lenses of her glasses caught the light from the window and glowed like twin circles of fire.

"You should explore such fantasies," Dr. Stone said, voice calm and smooth as the implants in her head buzzed maddeningly, and a gravimetric pulse hit Sue Storm's brain like half a bottle of mezcal.

The Invisible Woman blinked, pupils dilating, thoughts suddenly coming thickly.

"What?" she said.

"Humans," Dr. Stone said. "Are not innately monogamous. Our immediate ancestors, like apes, often sought out many partners. We're built to think about having sex with others. It is only when we deny our primal instincts that we suffer the kind of stress and sexual frustration that you've been feeling."

"Really?" Sue managed, as the words seemed to flow past her ears and sink straight into her brain.

"Really. It's healthy to sexually fantasize about Spider-Man. You should do it more frequently. Possibly when you touch yourself at night. It will give you something to focus on. A locus for your libido."

Sue found herself nodding, without really understanding.

"After all, it's not like you're actively cheating on your husband," Dr. Stone said. "You can be on a diet and still read the menu, can't you?"

"Yes," Sue Storm agreed. In her slightly dazed state, that all made perfect sense.

"And there's nothing wrong with masturbating with the menu either, is there?" Dr. Stone pressed.

"I suppose not," Sue said, suddenly wistful. She thought of Spider-Man, in those tight costumes he preferred. The well-developed muscles, the pert buttocks, the package which was sometimes more of a bulge around her. She remembered when they first got started, how she'd had to discreetly tell him about jock straps and dance belts and how to lower the profile of his...gift.

"I don't see what harm there could be in masturbating to Spider-Man," Sue Storm said lazily out loud.