Sue Storm Starts Subconsciously Turning People's Clothing Invisible

With a soft pop of displaced air, the Fifth-dimensional imp manifested into existence in the Fantastic Four's gymnasium. Sue Storm was in her tight-fitting athletics wear, doing a set of pull-ups. He sat cross-legged near the ceiling, utterly invisible—it bemused him to think that he himself was invisible to the Invisible Woman.

A normal male humanoid might have admired Sue Storm's svelte, fit body. The long legs, the tight, trum abdomen and flaring hips. Even the sports bra could not hide the maternal heft of her breasts, nor did the tight-fitting outfit leave much to the imagination as far as the bulge of bicep and thigh. The Invisible Woman might not have been a professional MMA fighter or Olympic athlete, but her strenuous regular exercise gave her a body to fit her adventurous life.

Mr. Mxyzptlk, however, saw more. The hyderspatial geometrices of her power hung in multidimensional space like a lattice of pure energy, a nexus of psychic power and pure physics. With the merest thought, Sue Storm could erect a shield that could withstand even Darkseid's Omega Sanction, project a **** to equal any power ring. She was herself a living weapon, in tune with cosmic forces she could barely sense or comprehend. It was a beauty more profound than any earthly diamond, scintillant and awesome in its perfection.

Yet to the imp, the most interesting part of any diamond was his flaw. With the skill of a surgeon, Mr. Mxyzptlk reached forth with his power and touched the lattice. Subtly, the structure of energy and **** shifted. Not much. Just a tiny bit. Yet now there was a dark gap in the formerly perfect structure. Forces began to shift inside of it, in response to the new conditions. Silently, Mr. Mxyzptlk chuckled to himself, and sat back to watch the fun.

"Hey Suzy," Ben Grimm said. "Ya mind spottin' me?"

"Sure Ben," Sue said as she released the pull-up bar and fell to her feet. The rocky bulk of the Thing settled into a creche at the far end of the gym, where Reed Richards had set up a special device for the Fantastic Four's physically strongest member to maintain his awesome musculature. He was dressed today in only his broad blue trunks, with his legs spread on either side of the bench, and he gripped the bar.

"Lemme start out at 50 tons," he said. Sue nodded and tapped the figure into the control pad. With a bare grunt of effort, the Thing lifted the bare out of its cradle and began a series of reps.

Sue stood nearby. With her forcefields, she could catch and lift the bar if it slipped from Ben's grasp—and she could dial the mass of the exercise weight up or down, from a few hundred pounds to a couple hundred tons. The orange arms, thick and craggy with the Thing's stone-like skin, pumped up and down. After a few reps, he put the bar back in its creche.

"Enough light weight," he said. "Gimme a 100 tons."

Now the Thing began to exert his full effort. His huge orange chest visibly swelled as the bar bore down and pushed back up. It was a level of raw physical strength that few beings could match...and Sue watched, as she always did when she served as Ben's spotter, for any sign of a slip up, any moment of weakness or exhaustion, any flaw in his rocky constitution.

So intense was she on her task, that it was only dimly that she was aware that the blue shorts of Ben Grimm began to fade into invisibility. Sue gasped as she suddenly saw much more of her friend than she had ever seen before. Concealed by his pants, she had never given much thought to his penis—but now she could see it clearly, tightly wrapped by the now-invisible fabric of his underwear, a stony but very human-shaped prick and balls, the scales much smoother and well-worn than most of his hide, more like river-rock than the craggy roughness of the rest of his body. By human standards, it was on the larger side, at least what she could tell; but on his immense body it looked puny.

Stop it, Sue! The Invisible Woman thought desperately. Her face burned as she realized what was happening. Stop using your powers!

Oblivious to the show he was giving the flustered heroine, the Thing continued to heave the immense mass up and down, unaware that he was completely exposed.