Sue Swallows Her Wedding Ring

There was no measure of day or night. Only periods of sleep and wakefulness. Yet Porkum had added a new wrinkle to her routine.

In her toilet bowl was a photo of Reed Richards. Her husband.

As she dropped into a squat on one of Porkum's massive dildos, she stared into a photo of Ben Grimm.

When she sucked Porkum's cock, she saw Johnny Storm's blue eyes staring out at her.

When she masturbated at night, it was with photos of her loved ones staring down at her from the ceiling.

When she licked the cum-slick food bowl clean at night, it was to reveal a picture of the happy family as it had been. Sue Storm stared into her own face, the smiling heroine and mother. Fully clothed. Honest. Who had never cheated on her husband.

Sue didn't think the old Invisible Woman would recognize herself now.

Slowly, her room became covered with images of her family. Sue Storm's sexual degradation was witnessed by their smiling faces. When she squirted, it splashed against those familiar eyes and smiles.

She couldn't ask Porkum what his plan was. Maybe it was just to desensitize her. Or to degrade the one part of her old life she had left. Her memories forever tainted by her frenzied, lusty grunts as she slammed her cunt onto a belly-bulging cock. To see her husband's face splashed with piss as she unleashed, her one hand on her sore clit, climaxing at the moment of that ultimate desacration.

Or at least, that's what Sue Storm thought.

"I think you're almost ready," Porkum told her. "Just one more thing. Take off your wedding ring."

The Invisible Woman stared at her finger. She normally only wore the plain gold band. Often, she kept it invisible, out of habit. Yet she could see it now. Without a thought, she tugged it off and held it in her palm.

Porkum's cock slapped against her fingers and spurted a thick white glob into her hand.

"Swallow it," he said. "Your marriage is over. You're mine now."

Sue Storm's hand shook as she brought the handful of spunk up to her mouth. She dumped it in her mouth and swallowed. Felt the hard thing against the back of her throat, lubed with Porkum's jizz.

With a click, the last defraudium gem was pulled out of her collar.

"Now," Porkum said. "The Invisible Woman is dead. Long live, the Invisible Whore!"