Susan Storm: Sultana of Marabia: Part 1: Conversion

Reed Richards looked at the chess board, and began calculating. He had been in this position before, facing off against the Caliph of Marabia for the GAUNTLETS OF FOREVER...

(From the pages of the Fantastic 4th Voyage of Sinbad TPB dear readers).

A mystic item that combined with three others could grant their user the power to traverse and conquer dimensions. Reed Richards won these very items from a caliph in a game of human chess before.

Initially, Reed won them for Jihad, a powerful entity who whisked Reed and the Fantastic Four to a strange land in the past. Something out of the "swashbuckling books" of yesteryear (as Susan put it). The land of Sinbad and other ancient legends.

Jihad didnt seem pleased with the initial outcome; a defeat by Sinbad along with the Fantastic Four. Now, here they were replaying this adventure for the gaunlets. Reed couldn't figure out what Jihad intended, he just knew this go around of "feats" was harder. As if destined to fail.

Once again, the sinister old Caliph smiled from his purple hooded cloak. "In five moves I will have you in Checkmate." He noted. They were playing a literal game of human chess, with Johnny and Ben as Knights even, and Susan as Reed's Queen.

The Caliph made a new offer to Reed. "Surrender your Queen, and I let you, your friends and your kids leave WITH the gaunlets." The caliph believed Sue was an exquisite creature, as he put it, and wanted nothing more than for her to join his harem. He cared not for Jihad, the gauntlets or these adventurerers. In fact, the Caliph believed this to be quite an offer.

Reed rubbed his chin. There was a won here. He knew that. As he calculated, his decison was made for him.

"He'll take the deal." The feminine but mature voice of the Invisible Woman spoke. She came into view inside the cage she was held in (the Caliph had taken the 'queen' in the chess game. It looked too dire for Sue to risk Franklins qell being. And Valeria...even if Susan still had doubts about this teenage girl proporting to be Susan and Dooms child from some timeline where Doom was benevolent. The thought of lying with Doom made Sue cringe. But she cared for the young girl. Further, the well being of their ward...Caledonia, aka Alysande Stuart was at stake. And Johhny and Ben's lives as well. "Sue looked at Reed. "Just take the kids and the gaunlets and go...defeat Jihad. I'll be fine. We've been here before."

Once again, Reed watched his wife handled as a ****. This time, there was no chain. Instead, the other female harem girls quickly covered Susan's bathing suit Fantastic Four uniform. She was soon clad in a full body purple amd black covering matching the Caliphs colors. A traditional Islamic Niqab covered her head showing only her blue eyes. This part of the world was unknown to Reed, but it was clear with terms like Caliph and Niqabs, Islam had taken hold. He mused that they must be some previously unknown sea faring kingdom. Could this island Kingdom be Cyprus in 8th century. But this island was only a fortress for the Kingdom which on a greater land supposedly stretched into the deserts touching kingdom called Agranbar. Which Reed thought quite coincidental. Disney based Aladdins Agrabah off thr fabled 1001 Arabian Nights which was written in Syria around the 9th century. It told of a land near China. Which meant to Reed that Marabia maybe the precursor to actual Arabia.

Islam must be new as they used the terms Ishlam and Mooslim, which in modern times were long since forgotten.

But he watched Susan say goodbye to her kids. The sultan of Marabia allowed her to do so. Reed put his kids, Caledonia and Ben and Johnny on the Dromond, Sinbad's ship. He then made his way back to the palace. The chess board was gone, but a celebration was going on. Reed saw many Harem girls in purple cloaks with Naqib, some serving food, and some serving drinks.

"Susan," Reed called unable to determine who was his wife at a distance.

The caliph was laughing. He stood from his comfortable pillowed seat and shook his head. "There is no Susan here Dr." the old Sultan smiled. "If you mean your wife....I ended that name." The aging Caliph called out. "Jamila...come." he clapped his hands. One of the Harem girls walked over. Reed saw her blue eyes. His wife's blue eyes. "This is the one you refer to." The king nodded. "Such a beautiful jewel is she....she is known as....Jawharat alsahra' aljamila".

Reed knew the translation even before his universal translation device kicked in. "Beautiful Jewel of the Desert." Reed said staring at his wife. The caliph let Susan remove her naqib to show her face to her FORMER husband.

The scientist noticed a new nose ring on her left nostril. It had a gold chain through it that dipped into her cloak. "Just beat Jihad Reed...and come back. Ill deal with these midevil chauvanist pigs" shw chuckled, "and I'll study this Aladdin and Sinbad ancient culture...cause I know you're dying to Reed Richards."

The King chuckled. "It wont be so easy. Once he leaves this place it will not reappear for him until the next Full Eclipse." Reed knew that was twenty years, but he didnt tell his wife. "But good muslim women speak when spoken to or are granted permission."

Reed watched his wife roll her eyes and mouth "here we go again." His eyes remained up her nose ringlet and the gold chain.

The Caliph could sense his curiosity. "Show him Jamila...what your outfit is in more intimate settings...her new costume so to speak."

The Invisible Woman used her powers to make her front part of the cloak invisible. Enough to show Reed the sheer purple fluffy bra, just like Aladdin's Jasmine. Complete with puffy purple pants. Except this was see-through. Her dark nipples, very erect were visible. The gold chain ran around her right nipple ring and then across through her left. The chain then split, one portion connecting to a gold band on her arm, the other portion dove from her left nipple down to her nether regions. A gold ringlet pierced to her vaginal folds held the end of the gold chain.

It took him a minute but Reed looked at his uniform and then traced the chain. Sue nodded as the light bulb in Reeds brain went off....a mockery of the "4" symbol on his chest. Like the game of human chess, this was a display of power over them...mainly Susan.

The Caliph mumbled some words of ancient magic. Reed guessed this was intergrated with early muslim, like Judiasm and Christianitys beginnings with magic and paganism. Suddenly, Susan's head went down to look at her pussy. Reed watched as well as her mounds seemed to tighten and her lips began to sink inside her pussy. She suddenly looked very young down there. "What have you done to me." She felt a quick tightening pressure in her womanhood.

The slimy Sultan pushed his hand into Susan's crotch right in front of Reed Richards. Though Invisible, he could feel the silken fabric of her cloak and pants. He pushed it into her sex, causing her to gasp and blush. He could feel her tightness. "I have returned what should belong to a good muslim." He pushed the fabric to her clitoris, covered and surrounded by two studded piercings and the ringlet which connected the chain. The man didn't just have advanced age, he had advanced experience. The Sultan had been fucking slaves since he was very very young. He used his skill to manipulate this wench to the brink.

Susan bit her lip, she had not expected his ability. His power...down there. "What is...what is..." she began to speak, but stopped herself.

"You may continue," the old islamic lord permitted her. He was drawing quick pressured circles over her clitoris and piercings.

"I'm gonna....OH MY GOD..." Her eyes crossed. Her hips buckled. Her knees bent. As the powerful orgasm rolled over her, she finally realized what he'd done. She was a virgin again. That wonderful unfamiliar heat of a first orgasm, as if her body had forgotten. Her hand moved to rub the old man's arm affectionately, largely on instinct. Her breathing was heavy and labored as she rode her orgasm to its peak and then its ebb and flow. Her honey rolled down her leg.

Both Reed and the Caliph watched with hard erections. The Sultan felt pride that he would be the one inside her soon. He then made another incantation and smiled as a crescent moon and an eight pointed star appeared tatooed on Susan's stomach. The star was above the crescent moon. The Sultan moved his hand to rub her stomach tatoo.

All three looked at the symbol. Reed knew this version of the crescent and star was seen in the 6th century. Lending more credibility of Islam being new. The star in modern times had 5 points, which many claimed were for the 5 pillars of Islam. A symbol of this religion was now painted upon his wife's stomach. Her heavy right breast covering the top of the crescent.

"What is this," Susan asked. Speaking out of turn, but not caring. The Caliph let it go this time, his eyes on her tatooed stomach.

"The star and crescent of Islam." Reed stated. He knew that the eight points were more of a mystical and magical nature than the modern form. Magic was apparently a heavy part of the early major religions of modern times. Same as ancient religions, thought Reed. These things fascinated the scientist.

"But...but I'm Episcopalian?" Sue quizically and confusedly looked at Reed. To be honest, despite her touch with the very power cosmic, and all she'd seen, Susan wasn't all that religious. Further, she found "higher order" beings to all be frauds. Aliens with advanced Technology pretending as gods.

The Caliph nodded. "Ahhhh yes. I need to free you my Jamila." He began to utter an incantation. This one was powerful if followed to completion, but it required his new pets 'service' to the magic and religion. He touched her back.

Susan Storm suddenly felt a burning sensation. It started from the point where he touched her, and then rolled down her legs and up to her heart and then mind. Then she felt cold. She looked to the sky.

Reed watched his wife struggle through something. She stared at the sky now.

Susan began to breath deeply. Her heart felt calm suddenly. An intense and powerful urge filled her body. Unlike anything she'd ever felt. If this was magic, it felt so honest, raw and real, as if it came from her very soul. She had to speak. Had to. She somehow knew the words.

"Are you alright?" Asked Reed.

Susan looked up and smiled. "I bear WITNESS!" She shouted. The urge to scream filled her core. But she felt shame, and fear. For speaking out. She turned not to Reed but to the Caliph.

He nodded. "Your husband will be your own witness...." he seemed so calm himself. "Tell him Jamila."

The young blonde white American girl suddenly felt a pride she'd never felt in her life. She knew the words she was to speak somehow, as if they came from her very soul. She felt no shame at Reed's presence now. In fact, she wanted him to hear. Needed him to hear. But she rose her head to the sky, as it was not Reed whom she wanted to hear her. "I bear witness that there is no god but Allah, and I bear witness that Muhammad is the Messenger of Allah!". She was tearing up as the words rang forth. She had no idea what she had just said or done.

But Reed Richards did. She had recited the Shahada. He then watched his wife quickly realize she was exposing herself to him. Her tunic went visible covering her body. Her Naqib returned and he only saw her eyes.

Sue didn't understand why, but she felt such shame then, in displaying herself to Reed. In public. Like that. Where was her modesty. Reed then called to her, and she felt fear. She dared not respond. She stepped back until she bumped into that nasty little arab King. But she felt compelled to stand behind him.

Reed Richards watched his wife wrap her arms around the short arabian king as the man sneered at him. Then to his shock, everything around Reed began to shimmer like a heat mirage. Until Reed Richards was standing alone on a rocky island. Everything was gone.

When he returned to the ship, he was tight lipped. Only stating Susan was with the Sultan and they had to defeat Jihad and then return for Sue. Franklin was sad, but the teenage Valeria from an alternate timeline consoled him along with Ben.

While the adventurers joked and played and discussed the next high seas adventure, Reed pondered what he saw.

Susan, his wife had recited the Shahada. Right before his eyes, his white 20 something beautiful wife and mother, had converted to Islam.