Sue Was Aroused Even More Being Watched

"...I was never so turned on in my life," Sue Storm admitted. Her tea sloshed a bit in its cup, the blonde unable to hold it steady with both hands. "I seriously don't know what came over me. I couldn't stop. It was all I could do to turn invisible, but I wanted him to see me, I wanted those big blue eyes to watch me stuff my pussy! I was utterly out of control. What it that had been Johnny? Or Franklin!? I don't...I had to jill off three times calm down, because just remembering it made my heart race!"

The Invisible Woman shut up long enough **** her hands still. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Dr. Stone, seated across from the heroine, slowly sipped her tea, and then set the empty cup down.

"I think this is a good thing," she pronounced.

Sue Storm's blue eyes rose and met the psychiatrist's. The look on Sue's face was the same she would have given if Dr. Stone had just revealed herself as a Skrull imposter. And given birth to some sort of alien egg.

"I'm not suggesting you invite Mr. Grimm to watch your future exercise sessions," Dr. Stone quickly added. "And you definitely need to remember to lock your door. But if being seen affected you so powerfully, it's probably one of the core issues regarding your sexual difficulties. It tells us what we need to work on going forward."

The Invisible Woman blinked as she absorbed this reasoning. Finally, she closed her eyes and set her teacup down.

"I'm just so embarrassed," Sue said.

"I'm sure," Dr. Stone's smile was almost malicious. "Now, tonight, and for the rest of the week, I'd like you to lock your door and then do your exercises while visualizing Ben Grimm walking in on you. See if it helps you achieve climax when you're imagining him watching..."

Moonstone felt the buzz of her implants as she activated her powers. Just to reinforce her directions and make sure Sue Storm followed them. The residual gravitonium in Sue's body made it even easier. She had never imagined it would be so easy to lead the Invisible Woman down the path to being an exhibitionist slut...yet here she was, doing it.

Nothing could stand in her way.

Ben Grimm frowned. On the surface, Dr. Karla Stone looked legit. Medical licenses. Work and education history. Her own professional website. There was even a S.H.I.E.L.D. file, because Sue had done her homework and checked her out first before scheduling an appointment.

Except...the website hadn't existed for more than a week before she'd started seeing Sue. All the work history was private practice, no one to call and confirm. The school records were there, good grades, but there was no social media profile, no pictures of her in yearbooks or graduation photos, no fellow students or colleagues. Either Dr. Stone was a complete loner, or there was something sketchy about that.

"Military? Spook?" Ben's fingers scraped against his chin with a sound like two bricks making love. On paper, Dr. Stone looked perfect. But nobody was perfect. Everybody had weird little hobbies or something. Dr. Stone looked manufactured.

The Thing's massive shoulders tensed. He needed to make a call.