Watching It All Happen

The safe house in New Jersey was a converted farmhouse. One that Sue Storm didn't know about. Not because Reed Richards had kept it a particular secret, but only because he had not gotten around to telling her about it yet. That slip of the mind was now all the more fortuitous, as Ben and Johnny contacted their allies to retake their home, and Reed used the private link-up to the Baxter Building's systems to see how badly they were compromised.

It was delicate work. Doctor Doom was already subverting the systems. Yet Richards had, in moments of paranoia, installed backup systems, parallel paths, and backdoors against exactly this kind of eventuality. He knew that in the Fantastic Four's adventurous life, there was always the possibility that one of them might be suborned by some mind-controller, brainwasher, or blackmailer.

Which is why Reed easily accessed the Baxter Building's internal cameras. Watched Porkum have his way with the heroines that Sue Storm had called. At first, Reed was appalled at how swiftly these intelligent, powerful, strong-willed women were subverted by Porkum's phermonal emission. Then he saw what the mutant pig-man did to Sue Storm. The look of ecstasy on her face. The wanton abandon with which she rode the prick.

Reed found himself replaying the scene. Over and over. Zooming in on Sue's face. On where Porkum's prick was jerked off into his wife's gaping cunt. The other heroines helping to jerk him off into her pussy. Masses of cum washing into her vaginal channel.

A part of Reed's mind calculated the odds of impregnation. If Sue had ceased her birth control—or if Porkum's hormonal powers had somehow negated it—the sheer volume and density of sperm meant there was a chance of conception. A much higher chance than Sue and Reed would have, due to the infrequency of their coitus.

Reed's arm stretched out and locked the door. The other pulled down his pants, releasing his prick. Face flushed, embarrassed, ashamed, but undeniably aroused, Mister Fantastic began to stroke himself. Eyes locked on the scene as his wife was inseminated, again and again. His genius mind locked on the bastard child that could even now be growing in her womb, proof of her infidelity.

That was when Reed Richards made a vow. A private promise to himself. One that would change the course of his, Sue's, and the rest of the Fantastic Four's life.