In bed with Frog Chief and Sue

Sue tried not to show her fear as she lay next to the large obese frog chief. He merely laughed as she tried to avoid him. She put her arm down on the blanket to create a barrier between their bodies. The **** outfit she wore was uncomfortable to lie in, but she would not give him the satisfaction of her nudity. To her surprise at no point, did he intend to close the gap? The green beast lay back with his hands behind his head smiling.

He spoke bluntly. "Soon you will learn to appreciate me." Sue felt the large frogman get up out of the bed. Against her better judgment, she turned to see his fat form walk towards the table in the far corner. As he picked up a goblet from the table, Sue saw his green bulbous cock hang freely between his legs. The mammoth prick sent shivers up her spine as she remembered what had transpired a mere few hours ago. She turned again disgusted. The bed again sank as the fat frog chief lay down again.

"Here, drink this. It wills sooth your wounds from earlier." He held the goblet waiting for her response. The soreness in her body overwhelmed her senses and Sue turned to him, still attempting to cover her form. She tried to take the goblet but he would not let her. "I will give it to you." he taunted. She rolled her eyes and strained her neck as he poured the drink down her throat. The sweet juice tickled her throat, and she found it delicious. But, the frog chief croaked loudly and continued pouring until it spilled out of her mouth and down her neck. His long tongue jutted out to lick the nectar from her skin. She recoiled and once again turned from him.

Within minutes, Sue's pain subsided, and she laid her head upon a pillow and quickly fell into a fretful sleep. In her dream, she was being chased by the FF's oldest foe Dr. Doom through a wooded area. As she turned the villains form turned to that of Namor, the Atlantian prince. Normally she felt comfortable around him, but now he had a lustful look in his eye. She turned and ran fast, her invisibility unable to protect her. Finally, she fell to the ground in a clearing, and the large form of her assailant was on her. However, now the image was that of her husband Reed. The same look covered his face. He threw Sue to the ground against her back and began ripping her clothes to shreds. Something about this aroused Sue. Never had Reed been so passionate. Instead of fighting, she merely laid back and smiled as her husband had completely disrobed her. To her surprise, Reed stuck out his tongue. Her eyes followed the pink tongue as it traveled the length of her tight form finally reaching its target; her exposed vaginal lips. She moaned loudly as Reed's tongue began to explore her insides in a way he had never done before. The tongue caressed her clit and began massaging it in a vigorous motion. Before long, Sue was moaning loudly, the sensation of Reed's tongue in her womanhood driving her to the edge of orgasm.

But as the tingling built in her body Sue's eyes opened widely. As they came into focus, she realized she was still within the frog chief's tent. And the beautiful dream she had experienced was all too real of a nightmare. She saw the frogman next to her smiling. His mouth was wide open as his tongue extended under the bed covers. She felt its warm wet motions deep within her womanhood. Like a snake or a worm, within her most private part. She wanted to scream, but what came out was a whimper as the frog chief expertly licked her cunt with his 18-inch tongue. As her body braced for a mind shattering orgasm the intrusion immediately stopped. The frog's tongue darted back into his mouth.

Once again confused, Sue turned to him. "I hate you." She spat at him and began to cry. She curled up in a ball and sobbed.

The frog chief croaked loudly. "I told you. You will appreciate me. And you will beg." He put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. "And that day...you will accept my seed. And our brood will rule." Sue cried loudly, but the frog chief quickly drifted off to sleep. His snoring rang through Susan's ears. She should get up and run, she thought. Instead, she lay there, unable to sleep as her frog captor slept soundly.