Sue Storm Still Can't Cum

The humidifier hummed. It was a good reminder to Moonstone not to rely too much on her new powers. Which, while useful for influencing the Invisible Woman, the toll it took on her body was too much—and, as her brief hospital stay had shown, far too obvious.

Worse, it had triggered Sue Storm's mom mode.

"Are you okay, Karla?" Sue said, as she stepped into the office. "You look a little pale. Have you been eating okay?"

You could take the superheroine out of the costume, but Sue Storm had "mom friend" burned into her very soul.

Dr. Stone offered a wan smile. She was dressed in very loose white pants which flared out beneath the knee, and an open green blouse with large sleeves and a plunging neckline. A little showy, especially since Karla had decided against a bra, but also comfortable and offering considerable freedom of movement.

Sue Storm, by contrast, was dressed in her Fantastic Four costume, only slightly disguised with a blue-and-white hoodie, a pair of matching exercise shorts, and running shoes. She looked like a MILF out for a jog.

"I'm fine, Susan. Following doctor's orders. Hydration, vitamins, eight hours of sleep a night..." the psychiatrist sighed as she guided Sue over to their chairs. The tea had steeped, and the two women were silent as Dr. Stone went through the little ritual of pouring two cups.

When they were done, and the hot liquid settled in her stomach, Dr. Stone looked at her patient. There was a hint of darkness underneath Sue's eyes that makeup didn't cover, a kind of fidgetiness to her body. And an unwillingness to meet Karla's eyes.

"What about you?" Karla said softly. "How have you been this week?"

Sue Storm's lips pursed into a tight line. Karla raised one eyebrow.

"I haven't...I haven't been able to climax," the heroine whispered. "Since last time. Even when I...think of you. It just isn't the same."

Moonstone gulped. She had wondered how much of their session that Sue would remember. The suggestive state that made the heroine so receptive to certain ideas, that lowered inhibitions and let Moonstone practically hypnotize her, was more of an art than a science, especially with the overload that had landed Karla in the hospital. It made sense that some of that had sunk through.

Dr. Stone decided to test the waters.

"But cumming is good, isn't it?" she said, voice carefully casual.

"Cumming is good," Sue Storm repeated automatically. "Cumming is cheating. Cumming is cheating. Cumming is—"

Sue's cup fell from her hands as she clutched her head. In a moment, Karla was next to her, arms wrapped protectively around the Invisible Woman.

Obviously, the session had caused a bit of trauma. The only question was...how best to use this trauma to her advantage?

"I have an idea," Karla said quietly. "Let's try some sexual wellness therapy. Of course, I'll need to touch you...that's all right, isn't it?"

"Yes," Sue said quietly.