The Nurse Sees The Dildo, But Not As Sue Sees It

Sue Storm's heart jackhammered as Nurse Jenkins carried her into her bedroom. Porkum's disembodied cock was on the bed. Two feet of pink fuckmeat, every vein and fold rendered in impossible detail. The Invisible Woman wanted to fade away in embarrassment, wanted to make it disappear.

Then something strange happened.

"Have you been sanitizing your sex toys?" the Black woman said.

"What?" Sue felt her cheeks burn.

"Your little dildo there. You should sanitize it. Your immune system is compromised, and sex toys can be a vector for transmitting bacteria from different orifices," the nurse said. She carried Sue past the bed and into the bathroom.

Little. Sue thought as the nurse swiftly and efficiently disrobed her, then ran water, found a pack of unopened sponges, and began a careful sponge bath. H.E.R.B.I.E. arrived with bottles of mineral water, some kind of protein shake that the nurse insisted Sue drink.

How could she see it as little? The thing was monstrous. Immense. Impossibly phallic. Was she not seeing the same thing that Sue saw?

The idea worried Sue, even as the nurse toweled her off and wrapped her in a clean t-shirt that H.E.R.B.I.E. provided. She carried Sue back to the bed, and then she did something that Sue didn't believe.

She picked the fat dildo up as if it weighed nothing and handed it to H.E.R.B.I.E. to clean.

With her bare hand. She had touched it and—Sue struggled to process what was going on. Was she going mad?

"Nurse," Sue said, as she was tucked in, weariness already settling on her. "You don't think my toy is...too big?"

A derisive snort.

"That little thing? Honey, I was there when Luke Cage lost a bet with the Thing, and they held a bris with Wolverine as the mohel. That was a tonsil tickler. Don't worry, no one will accuse you of being a size queen," the Black woman's small was warm, matronly, a just-us-girls smile.

What the hell is going on? Sue Storm wondered, as sleep took her.