Dr. Stone Suggests Sue Storm Try To Not Think About Big Black Cocks

Don't think about big black cocks, Sue Storm thought to herself.

It seemed like a simple assignment. The Invisible Woman often spent entire days not thinking about cocks of any size, shape, or color. Of course, Sue Storm was also intelligent enough to see the exercise for what it was. Reverse psychology. By trying not to think about big black cocks, Sue Storm would in fact find it impossible not to think about big black cocks.

Instead of trying to follow the letter of the assignment, Sue tried to focus on the spirit of it. What was Dr. Stone trying to do by getting her to think of big black cocks? Probably to reflect on the results of their last session. A clever way to get Sue to actively deal with the results of the doctor's little test instead of burying it deep down.

Sue frowned to herself. She didn't want to think about it. Didn't want to think about big black cocks at all.

The only penis she had known in her life was Reed Richard's, and it was enough. It was more than enough. Even before they went up in the spaceship, she had seen his prick, longer than average. And after...well, Reed could extend his cock to any length, any girth. Adjust texture. And, except for some issues with maintaining rigidity at times, could potentially go for hours.

Of course, just because Reed's was the dick Sue had known doesn't mean it was the only one she had seen. She was a grown woman. She had seen pornography. Attended live nude modeling sessions for art classes. There were some alien species that didn't believe in pants. Johnny, of course; she had seen far more of her brother than she liked to think. Ben, back before Reed invented unstable molecules and he would often break out of his drawers...

...and there was that slight mix-up in Wakanda.

Sue bit her lip. It had been an isolated waterfall pool in a nature park. Supposed to be private. She had turned invisible anyway, just out of habit. And...T'Challa, the Black Panther, had slipped into the water, all unknowing.

He was not ungifted, she had to admit. Girthier than Reed in his base form. And with those raised bumps from the ceremonial scarring. The Invisible Woman had wondered what that felt like. She had thought about describing it to Reed, so he could imitate it with his powers, but that would mean explaining to her husband that she had seen another man naked, and now wanted to know what that big black cock felt like inside of her, and...

"Ugh," Sue Storm thought to herself, unable to get the image out of her head.

Don't think about big black cocks! Sue Storm told herself. Knowing it was already too late.