Sue Tries To Leave

For a moment, Sue Storm couldn't move.

Then she began to crawl.

She didn't want to. Her body burned with a sexual desire that was like an engine in her flesh. Fantasies she had suppressed since she was a hormone-ridden teenager boiled through her brain. Yet she had held off nuclear weapons with her forcefields. Defied Galactus. Punched through the helmets of space gods.

Yet it took everything she had to crawl forward. Knowing that Porkum's small, dark eyes were fixed on her ass as it wobbled in the air. She hated herself for wanting to feel his foot on the small of her back. To feel those hands tear her costume from her body. That massive cock to pierce her to the core. Her slutty ass forced open as she cried and screamed and pretended to be the good wife and heroine, and not the secret slut who wanted to know, just once, what it would feel like to be taken.

Yet every inch, then every foot, and Porkum didn't move. He stroked his cock and watched that ass grow further and further away. A little smile on his lips,, an admiration for her sheer willpower and strength of character. No normal woman could resist him. Stronger bitches than the Invisible Woman had been broken on his cock.

The door, the exit to the factory, seemed so far away.

When she was halfway there, Sue managed to stagger to her feet. Her suit was shredded. It hurt to breathe. Yet this far from Porkum, the affect of his pheromones were somewhat less. Her pussy and ass still burned and yearned, nipples hard as adamantium, skin flushed . . . but as she staggered forward, swaying drunkenly, her injured leg throbbing painfully with every step, Sue's mind began to clear.

She could do it. She could make the door. Once she gained the free air, she could go invisible and then...then she could escape. Make her way home, to safety. Find some other way to get at Porkum, maybe with help...

Porkum watched, waited, patiently stroking his shaft. His eyes never leaving the Invisible Woman's ass. Already planning what he would do with it.