The Defraudium Crystal

There was a flesh-colored sticker, like an enormous bandaid, over Sue Storm's vagina. Yet what concerned her was the hard thing she could feel inside her pussy. A terrible suspicion came to her that the soreness and weakness she felt wasn't entirely do to her ordeal. She reached out with her mind, trying to turn the bandage invisible...

...and it stayed visible.

Slow panic built in Sue Storm as she realized what Porkum had done. He hadn't just made her cum using that terrible, power-draining alien isotope. The mutant pig-man had pushed it inside her pussy and then sealed it. While the radioactive crystal was inside her body, she was both powerless—and weak as a three-day-old kitten.

With grim determination, Sue spent the next few minutes grimly attempting to remove the bandage. Yet the flesh-colored bandage was bonded to her skin like superglue. Pain lanced through Sue's body as she tried to peel off an edge. Nor could her fingernails pierce it.

Sue Storm swore. She climbed to her feet, legs weak and wobbly. She needed real medical attention. Some sort of solvent to remove this glue, and then...

Then everyone will know what a slut I am, Sue Storm thought grimly. She would have to explain the presence of the alien crystal. How she had been defeated, humiliated, **** to do such unspeakable sexual acts.

Except it hadn't felt "****," Sue thought bitterly. She had been a **** to Porkum's pheromones, that biochemically-induced lust had been maddening.

"So now what?" she said aloud. She looked about the factory floor. There was still no one in sight. Sue had no idea how long she had been out, but the morning shift would arrive eventually. Best to be gone before then.

Going out on the streets of New York naked and powerless was not an idea that Sue Storm relished. Even if the police didn't arrest her for public indecency...

Although am I really indecent? Sue thought. She laid her hands on her breasts. As long as her nipples were covered, the bandage covered her pussy. That...technically covered most things.

She chewed on the thought as she wandered through the factory. The fire exits would give her free access to the outside, but the employee spaces were behind security doors she couldn't get through. That left her with the contents of an employee bathroom on the shop floor and an unlocked supply closet.

Sue explored the cabinet. There was electrical tape, cans of paint, a couple of old mops...not even a pair of work gloves.

Then the idea hit her. It wasn't a good idea, but she was powerless with an alien crystal sealed in her cunny, the sharp edges rubbing uncomfortably against the walls of her birth canal. She would disguise herself with what was at hand.