Sue Storm Turns Them Both Invisible

With a thought, Sue Storm and Nissa blinked out of sight. The Invisible Woman stood, as quickly as she dared on the slippery tile, and clamped a hand over the strippers mouth as the other women came in. Carefully, Sue sidestepped, out of the spray from the shower, and dragged Nissa with her, so that the water wouldn't give away their position.

"Who left the shower on?" A blonde with silicone-inflated breasts said, tan lines from a skimpy bikini clearly visible on her skin.

"I don't know, I swore I heard someone in here," her friend said, a soft, pale young Asian woman with a kind of girl-next-door look, her jiggly breasts as large as her friend's, but entirely natural. The Asian woman swept a hand through her black hair and smiled. "But as long as we're alone..."

The blonde stripper smiled and reached out both hands to the shorter, chubbier woman, they came together in a fierce embrace, their bodies molded against one another. A study in contrasts, in passion, the tanned blonde grabbing handfuls of flesh, sinking her fingers into a plump ass.

Sue held her breath, unable to look away. Her back was on the tile wall of the shower now, and sweat dripped down her naked body. She was painfully aware of Nissa's naked, unseen form against hers...and then Nissa's tongue against the palm of Sue's hand, the grind of the young woman's ass against her crotch.

The Invisible Woman didn't dare say a word, lest they be discovered. She could only watch as the statuesque blonde engulfed one of her lover's nipples in her mouth and sucked hard. Nissa, working by touch, grabbed Sue's wrist and guided it up to the stripper's own tit.

Instinctively, Sue squeezed. Nissa shivered against her body, and something warm leaked out, over Sue's fingers.

Of course, Sue Storm thought. She's still lactating.

Nissa's free hand touched the wrist of Sue's other hand, the one clamped over the young woman's mouth. Sue grimaced as she released her grip...only to feel Nissa's tongue and lips kiss and suck on her fingers. The heroine wasn't sure what to make of this behavior...until Nissa guided the spit-slick hand down the length of her fit body. To the tight pussy that was still juicy from when Nissa had been masturbating while watching Sue practice her dancing.

The heat of the other woman's cunny against her fingers almost made Sue drop the invisibility. On the other side of the room, the blonde was on her knees, one soft thigh thrown over her shoulder as her tongue flicked over the Asian girl's clitty. The shower echoed with the soft, feminine moans of pure pleasure...

...and Sue Storm wondered what Dr. Stone would make of all this.