Swingers Virtual Park

"We borrowed the technology from the X-Men," Dr. Stone said. "As a couples therapy tool."

The psychiatrist had led Sue Storm and Reed Richards out of her office and down the hall, to a space that looked like a high-tech warehouse, all high ceilings and reinforced walls and floors. Then the whole space had shimmered, and replaced with what looked like a high-class tropical resort. They stood on a balcony overlooking a white sand beach, the ocean a beautiful teal, the sun bright and warm in the sky.

"Hard-light holograms," Reed Richard said, then sniffed the sea breeze. "And molecular fabricators!?"

"A bit too expensive for our budget," Dr. Stone said. "Instead, we have neural broadcasters that target sensory nerves. You smell and taste everything, but you're actually smelling and eating rather basic foodstuffs."

"Interesting," Reed stroked his chin.

"So...I don't actually want to cheat on my husband," Sue Storm said, as she leaned on the rail. "Or him to cheat on me."

"You won't," Dr. Stone said. "But you can experience the sensation of it here! The Swingers Virtual Park is staffed with LMDs. Perfectly sterile, safe, non-sapient. Machines running through a program, playing characters. You two can spend a weekend here, playing swingers at a swingers gathering. Experience what it feels like to swap partners. Let yourselves go a little. All while staying faithful in every way that matters."

Husband and wife looked at each other.

"I mean...a weekend is...doable," Reed Richards said. "As long as the team can contact us in an emergency?"

"Standard StarkTech security, just like my office," Dr. Stone said. "Won't interfere with emergency communications. And there's a safety phrase: **** Bedtime Procrastination!"

At the sound of the words, the holographic resort derezzed and disappeared, showing the warehouse space once again.

"If anyone says it, the whole simulation ends," Dr. Stone said. She placed her hand on her hips. "So, what do you say? Are you willing to try a weekend tropical getaway to save your marriage?"

Sue and Reed's eyes met. There was wariness there. Neither of them wanting to be too excited at this opportunity. But at last, it was Sue who took Reed's hand in her own and said:

"When you put it like that...yes. We are."