Sue reflects on the previous night's adventure

Later that day, in her inner sanctum in the Pussy Palace, Sue was enjoying another Catnip-fuelled audience with her Goddess. Taking another full dose of the **** and bathing in the projected light from the Cat's Eye gem had lifted her to the heights of sensual ecstasy once more and expanded her consciousness beyond the physical plane.

Sue lounged amongst a pile of fur-lined cushions in her blue latex cat-suit with the long black latex gloves, thigh-boots and spiked accessories. She was now so comfortable in this outfit that she resented the time she had to spend wearing anything else. She had the crotch of the suit unzipped and her legs spread wide as she idly stroked her hairless sex and gazed up at her Goddess.

The vast cat face looked down on her and its huge green cat’s eyes glowed with pleasure. A deep, loud purring throbbed through Sue’s mind and body, caressing her very being. Her Goddess was pleased with her. VERY pleased!

“You have served me well, little one. I knew when you freed me from that dusty old museum that you were destined to be my ultimate avatar, and so it has proved! Continue to follow me so faithfully, and you will be rewarded with even more sinful, sensual adventures. Pleasures you could never dream of!”

Sue believed it. The previous night’s adventure had given her the thrill of her life. So much more primal and exciting than anything she’d experienced as the Invisible Woman. Stealing from the gallery was one thing, but seducing and sexually humiliating Power Man and Iron Fist, and streaming the whole thing to an eagerly watching online world, had been an exquisite pleasure the likes of which Sue had never known. Much like taking Catnip itself, it was an intoxicating experience that she knew she’d have to sample again, and soon.

As thousands, maybe millions of people watched and enjoyed the streaming video, their sexual arousal and excitement fed into Sue’s own. Her notoriety and growing infamy as a sexual villain fed Sue’s ego and narcissism. All of this wicked pleasure was fed back to the Goddess, who soaked up the adulation and attention as she would from the most devout worshippers.

Only adding to the wicked, sadistic pleasure Sue felt was the fact that she could do all this while still carrying on with her life as the paragon of heroic virtue, Susan Storm-Richards, the Invisible Woman, member of the Fantastic Four. What a delight it was to be able to carry on two different, opposing lives simultaneously. She could certainly see why people enjoyed having illicit affairs, but what she was doing was so much more wickedly satisfying.

She was finally fulfilling needs she’d suppressed for years, and had taught herself to ignore. She would ignore them no longer!

J. Jonah Jameson’s floundering attempts to name the new villain amused her and irritated her in equal measure. So petty and tawdry! ‘Feisty Feline Fetish Femme’ indeed! The name Catwoman swam into her mind, and Sue wondered if she should adopt it?

But what did names matter? The Goddess herself had been given many names by her worshippers across the aeons and dimensions, but how could any mere string of syllables encompass her power and her glory? Perhaps that was also true of her avatar?

With the name Catwoman came another name…Selina Kyle. As Sue’s mind drifted beyond the mere physical and swam in a sea of ethereal pleasure, she began to share the pan-dimensional perspectives of the Goddess, and could see into other realities beyond her own dimension. She could see Selina Kyle, Catwoman, so like Sue in many ways, but yet so very different. For some reason, Selina had never accessed as much of the Goddess’ wisdom as Sue had. To be sure, she was the best cat burglar in her world, but she could have been so much more!

Sue now pondered the possibility of using Reed’s ingenious scientific devices to create a portal between the dimensions and pay a visit to her sister, Catwoman. How delicious it would be for them to prowl through the sultry nights of her world together, and help her alter-ego to inflict the same delicious sexual humiliations on the crime fighters of her world!

Another appealing thought was that in Selina’s world, Susan Storm-Richards did not exist, and so she had no reputation to protect. The possibilities were tantalizing indeed!

But Sue had to focus on her own reality first. It had been delicious to stream her sexual and criminal performance to a watching online world, but the gas mask made it a little too safe. If she wore her more open-faced cat cowl and mask, with the addition of cat’s eye contact lenses and prosthetic fangs, then there would be the added thrill that someone might recognise her features. There would be enough difference between her and Susan Storm-Richards to make that unlikely, but maybe someone would remark on the similarity?

The slight possibility of being recognized would only add to the illicit thrill, the delicious sense of danger that made the whole thing so excitingly worthwhile!

Now she also saw herself with a swishing tail, a robotic prosthesis, with a surface that matched her blue shiny cat-suit. She thought of Doctor Octopus with his tentacles. Using the technology at the Fantastic Four’s disposal, it would be easy enough to build a robotic tail that could be attached as needed and would respond to her neural commands. She could see herself probing her ass and pussy with the thick, rounded tip, leaving her hands free for other things! Purrrrrrrr-fect!

She would have to plan another performance, sexually dominating and humiliating some more heroes, or possibly villains! And the next time, she would do so without the security blanked of the gas mask that completely hid her features. She could just imagine the thrill people would experience when they saw her slitted cat’s eyes and bared fangs as her beautiful masked face was contorted with pleasure…