Sue Storm Takes A Sip

Navy SEALs are trained to hold their breath for 2-3 minutes. Sue Storm managed a little over a minute and a half. By which time Porkum's potent jizz completely covered her nostrils, and stung her eyes. Her lungs burned. She knew that soon, she would pass out. Possibly even drown in Porkum's vile cum.

There was one alternative left to her. An emergency helmet removal switch. The only problem was, it was designed to be operated by her tongue. Without her powers, the Invisible Woman would need to open her mouth to use it.

She uttered a silent prayer. And opened her mouth to take a sip.

It was thick and bitter on her tongue. Like bobbing for apples through warm tapioca. The jizz was brushing her eyebrows as she found the release. Lungs screaming at her as she pressed as hard as she could. The tiny latch clicked.

The explosive disintegration of the helmet caught Porkum off-guard, not the least because the top of his cock was still stuck in the back of it, and he dropped the heroine. Sue inhaled greedily—and swallowed more of the sperm. Blinded by the spunk, gasping for air, feeling the unnatural heat build in her body, Sue kicked backward, hit something—Porkum swore aloud—and then she scrambled forward as fast as she could. Unable to really tell where she was going, just heading in the direction of away.

The further she got, the more the pain in her head from the defraudium gem receded. And the more her tongue swept around her mouth, instinctively drawing in more of his spunk. She couldn't help herself. It was thick, nasty, vile—and if there was a bowl of it in front of her, the Invisible Woman had no doubt she would bury her face in it like a starving bitch.

Her shoulder scraped a hot boiler and she hissed, recoiled. Behind her, she could hear Porkum yelling something indistinct. The Invisible Woman staggered to her feet and tried to wipe her eyes, gloved hands scraping the jizz toward her mouth. Blearily, she saw that she had arrived at an exit. She stumbled forward...

...and hesitated.