Sue Storm Wants Nairobi

"I want to be happy," Sue Storm said in a quiet voice, almost a whisper. There was a raw desperation in that voice that made even the cold-hearted villain hesitate for a moment. "I want to save the world. I want to be a good wife and mother and sister and friend. I want to be a role model for other people. But I also want to be sexually satisfied. I want to be with someone who fulfills my needs. And Reed...isn't enough. Not anymore."

Sue's jaw worked. Fat, wet tears ran down from her eyes. Her whole face scrunched up as all the emotions she'd felt came pouring out without filter.

"It shouldn't be wrong to want to make love to a woman. To feel her skin against mine. Taste her lips. Feel her tongue in my pussy. I know that makes me a cheating whore, but don't I deserve sexual satisfication? Don't I have enough love in my heart to embrace two people? And Nairobi is...she's so...wonderful..."

The lower lip quivered. Sue bent down and placed her face in her hands. Sobs racked her shoulders; and Dr. Stone watched, her implants buzzing maddeningly inside her skull as she directed the gravimetric pulses. This was the kind of breakthrough that normally only occurred after years of intense therapy, the kind of raw honesty normally forgotten the day after the blackout drunk. In the right hands, Moonstone knew, this could be an unbelievably powerful therapeutic tool.

Instead, she was trying to use it to destroy the Invisible Woman.

"I want her," Sue said, when she could speak again, her voice hoarse. "I want to be with her. Is that so wrong?"

Moonstone licked her lips, and tasted the line of blood that oozed down from one nostril. The synaptic seepage was getting worse. She couldn't keep this up much longer.

"Are you sure it's her you want?" Dr. Stone said. "Or is it just the sex? Because if sex is what you crave, there are other people that would be willing—eager—to eat you out."

Sue looked up from her hands. Her blue eyes half-blinded by tears could only see the glow from Dr. Stone's eyes like two headlamps in the fog. Karla felt her own heart pound harder.

"What if we try an experiment? I can lick your cunt right now. See how that makes you feel?"