Lab rat again

You return to the Avengers, but as Miss Sinister promised, there is no sign of there when your team mates finally arrive at the cathedral. You stay behind, to recover.

You are shaken, you admit to yourself as Reed Richards adjust the equipment he is using to scan you. While they were all gorgeous women, a part of you feels violated at being so bluntly manipulated by Sinister. You keep thinking about what you would do to get even when you got your hands around her... a part of you wanted to strangle her, another part wanted to **** her raw, and yet another, smaller part, told you should turn her over to justice.

The noise of constant humming of these machines is so familiar to you. Reed talks a lot while he is working, but mostly to himself. "It should be impossible. We had concluded the cosmic bombardment had created a stable balance with the Skrull and Atlantean gene structures. Mutant gene continue to stress the balance. Nanotech bots operational..."

You hated hearing that list. You came to learn what many of these things were, but it always reminded you how you were a fabricated man, something carefully designed to pursue a specific goal rather than a free man.

"How is she?" you ask him, he doesn't even appears to listen to you. You try your telepathy, but it is hours later, and it still didn't come back to you. Many of your other powers did. You clap your hands with the sound of thunder, and that rattles everything in the lab. That startles him and gets his attention. "How is Psylocke?" You almost feel like beating the crap out of him, but control yourself. It isnt really him you are mad at.

"Recovering. Her body was put through severe stress, several pregnancy months in just a few short hours" You nod, feeling guilty. You were hoping the Avengers would find some clue about your...

"It gets more complicated because of the miscarriage." uh? You didnt know she had one. A horrible wave of sadness scour your soul, but you nod. You dont say anything, lest your voice fail you. "It was hard on her body. She lost much blood, and Sinister wasn't exactly careful with her patient."

The process is long and boring. Because of your unique physiology, multiple tests are required to monitor every single aspect of your health and powers, in fact most Scientist on Earth would probably miss several aspects of your overlapped power structure. But in the end, after about 22 hours of continued trials and tests, the results finally come out of the machine, and you are healthy.

Mr Fantastic is snoring in his chair. You saw in the newspaper he had tossed around his lab that the Fantastic Four had saved the World from yet another galactic crises, so he had probably been awake for more than 2, maybe 3 days. The laboratory door opens and Susan Richards walks in, a lab coat dressed over her fantastic four spandex suit.

"Hello Dr Richards" you say to her. You are dead tired, and can't wait to get out of the Baxter Building.

"Hi Lucius. And Dr Richards is my husband, I am Sue" She says amiably. You can tell she is nervous around you, but you have no recollection of the times you assaulted her while your powers were blooming. Puberty had been hard. Thankfully she was a skilled combatant, and was able to fend off your still clumsy advances.

"I will settle for Susan. What time is it?" it was hard to keep track, all the windows of the place were covered by the gigantic machines in the lab. "10 in the morning"

"Alright. I think we are done here, I will be going, I can come back after some sleep" You offer, and she agrees. You can tell her protective **** field is up. You closed your eyes, and glance at her mind.

... It was years ago. A much younger version of you had decided he had enough of Mr Fantastic's fabulous wife teasing him, and grabbed her in the hallway with a tissue wet with chloroform. She had protected herself with her **** field, but you didnt know that. You began to take her clothes off, grabbing her breasts, she was terrified because she and Reed were trying to have a baby, and she was on fertility ****, but she was even more concerned about you, and about not hurting you. She ignored the ruthless manner you grabbed her pussy, as she slowly began to **** you with an invisible field around your head. You fainted before you hurt her pussy with your clumsy hands.

"Are you okay? do you need to talk?" And despite her misgivings, she treated you well, while all you could think of was bloody **** on the bitch that orchestrated your... you cant even say ****. ****. Yeah, you do talk to her for a while, over some hot coffee. You put your chest out.

"You will do the right thing." She ends up assuring you. Her com beeps. She answers it. "Yes, he is still here with me. Alright. Sure, I can give a hand. Dont worry sweetheart, it isnt a problem." She turns off the communicator. "Well, turns out there is another test Reed needs to run". You groan. "But it shouldn't take too long. He just needs a sample"

It takes you a moment to understand it. Susan is very attractive, despite being considerably older than you, she even has a son and a daughter! You think about the scene she was thinking off just a little ago. You are about to express your concerns when she takes off her lab coat. That blue suit certainly cling well to her curves, you wouldn't give her more than mid twenties. Her shapely peach breasts are still tauntingly firm, her waist is slim, and gods she had shapely legs.

"Is everything okay? Lucius?" Her warm hand touches your face. "It is fine if you don't want to. I can tell Reed you will bring the sample he needs later"