Use her powers

Sue watched helplessly as the beastman mercilessly fucked his female from behind, grinding her into the dirt floor of the hut as she squealed and screamed and came and came again. Sue wanted to be her. She wanted to be her with every fiber of her feverish body. Tingling waves washed up and down her skin. Her nipples were painfully erect. Juices soaked her inner thighs. She wanted to cum. She needed to cum. She had to cum. But she couldn’t. She couldn’t even touch herself. She was helpless…was she? A small voice inside her head was shrieking she wasn’t, there were things she could do, she had powers, but what good were powers? Her powers were useless. Her powers couldn’t make her cum.

Unless…

Picturing it was the easiest thing. The image filled her mind instantly. Finding the concentration to summon her powers, to shape the thing, that was harder, and it only became harder as the invisible **** dildo slid into her soaked cunt. It pulsed and spun and twisted inside her, and she let it, let it vibrate, let it wrench a long-delayed orgasm from her. She would have screamed if not for the bamboo bit in her mouth. She would have thrashed like a madwoman, but for her bonds. As it was, ever muscle on her body was taut and sweat ran down her naked skin as she watched the oblivious tigerman fuck his mate. She came again and she came again and she came again as still was not satisfied.

A crazed thought rolled through her head. I have a hole fill it fill it fill it. Scarcely had the thought crossed her mind when she felt a hard rod of invisible **** behind her, in her, plunging into her ass and the bamboo cracked between her teeth and her skin caught fire and her body exploded and she came and came and came and came…

***

Sue came too alone in the darkness of the hut, aching, sore, but her head clear. She had fucked herself **** with her own powers, and she blushed at the thought even as she realized that had saved her. Those orgasms, one after the other after the other, must have burned the flower’s influence out of her system. The village was saturated with the smell of the flowers, and she could still feel a tingling in her skin, a warmth between her legs, but she could think now. She could act.

She raised her head to see Shauna staring at her, still gagged as she was. The She-Devil’s blue eyes brightened as she saw Sue come to her senses, then widened as the bamboo framework that held her to the wall was crushed by invisible forces.

The framework holding Sue crumpled next, followed by the tigerman who came through the door, sent head over heels by a bolt of invisible ****. The next was the tigerman who followed him, the two following him, and most of the wall.

What happened next could scarcely be called a fight. Spears and rocks bounced off invisible walls while back and orange-striped bodies crashed through very visible ones. Shanna had little to do but watch Sue’s back as she worked her way through the village

The giant chieftain launched himself out of his hut to rebound off an invisible barrier, and Sue allowed him to futilely claw and bite against it an inch from her face for a full minute before breaking half his ribs. That broke the tigermen, and Sue and Shanna stood stark naked in the middle of the village and watched them limp and crawl into the jungle, their legs spread, their eyes hard, their breathing steady.

After the last had left they strode into the chief’s hut, decorated with items obviously scavenged from some plane crash or lost expedition. A beach towel, a knife...a radio? A radio with lights and a speaker the burbled static and snatches of words, powered by the solar panels on top. Sue breathed a sigh of relief. She could call the rest of her team. She could go home.

Then a flash of yellow eyes attracted her attention to the corner. There, on a pile of furs covered by a tattered black silk sheet, were five naked tiger-women. Four of them looked at Sue with confusion tinged with fear, while the fifth lay on her back with her eyes closed, obliviously squeezing her breasts and playing with her pussy.

Sue watched them with pity. It was obvious that the men of the village had used constant exposure the red flowers to reduce their women to mindless sex slaves, so far gone even non-stop fucking could no longer free their brains. “Isn’t there anything we can do for them?” she asked.

“My husband Ka-Zar and I have…dealt…with tiger-women before,” the She-Devil replied. “They can be taught. With enough time, we can get them to a point where they can care for and defend themselves.”

She smiled. “Until them, the two of us can see to their…needs.”

***

Sue sat in the shade of a tree and tried to ignore the noises. The radio had been running on minimum power, and there were hours left to go before the solar cell could build up a charge to send a signal out of the Savage Land. Ka-Zar had arrives some time ago, and since then the…sounds….coming from the chief’s hut had attracted the attentions of every tiger-woman in the village. The ones who couldn’t fit in the hut lingered outside, listening intently. Sue had been doing her best to ignore the noise, but the red flower scent that permeated the village was making it hard, so hard…

It was the silence, though, that made her look up in time to see a disheveled, naked Shanna emerge from the door. “Susan!” She called. “We require your assistance! My husband is mighty, but he is only one man. I need help keeping the tiger-girls entertained while he recovers his strength. Can you aid us?”

Sue’s breath came harder. She could see the inside of the hut in her mind, packed full of naked sex-crazed catgirls, with questing hands and tongues, caressing every inch of her flesh…she would have to do it. She would be helping to save an entire village full of innocents. The Invisible Woman could do nothing less.

But it was an adventure of the Invisible Woman that could never be told….