What a difference 12 Earth hours make

9am Earth time and coincidentally a rare syncing of Negative Zone time (Three hours before Sue entered the Negative Zone)

Johnny:

Johnny Storm the Human Torch yawned as he walked into the living quarters of the Baxter building. For a Saturday, Johnny was sure up early. He went about his normal routine, drinking Orange Juice out of the carton, wondering if Sue was going to catch him. “Where is she?” Thought Johnny as he slunk down on the couch in the den, and restarted his video-game. One of those first person shooter war games. He knew that Ben was not coming home, and nor was Reed, but normally Sue would be up by now tidying up. Hell, shouldn't she be cooking breakfast. He could go for some pancakes. “She's probably off with the “Pigs”, he chuckled. Or maybe she was getting her nails done. Soon he'd have to get ready for his date with Crystal. It took some time to meet up, and he had to rely on that dog, Lockjaw. He knew that mutt hated him.

Sluggo:

The fat pig man, who hailed from the planet Boaria, pounded away as he looked up at the picture of the Fantastic Four. He had taken it from some backwoods planet's small time newspaper. “Who even uses newspapers anymore” he grunted, savaging his own member as he stared at the same thing he had fixated on for years. The image was of the Fantastic Four in a parade waving to the crowd, but all the Pig had eyes for was the gorgeous blonde member known as Susan Storm-Richards, the Invisible Woman. Daily he had “pullted the pork” to this woman, so noble, so prim, so proper. The smell of her still resonated in his mind. It was the vagina of a gilt with class. Not like the women of his world. Largely unused and unsullied by another swine. Hehe...even her husband he surmised. Deep down he saw something in her. She was a wild fuck slut, he knew it. She'd go nuts on a meat like his. But these were fantasies, and fate wasn't kind to this pig.

“Snnarrkkkllle,” he snorted as he sprayed his four blunt fingers with his own cum. The things he'd do to her. The things he did to her in his head. “She'd love it,” he told himself, then shrugged off his fantasies and went back to his shit job on that bitch Arma's ship. “Gotta fix the converters or its my ass,” he'd been putting it off. After a quick nap of course, since he did just cum hard.

Susan:

As Susan Richards entered the large bathroom she shared with her husband, she yawned. She glanced at the clock. “A little late to sleep in,” she huffed, but she deserved it. Besides, she didn't have to meet with the “Committee for Inspiring Women” until around 2PM. The “Pigs” as Johnny called them. Sure the ladies on the committee were a little “big boned”, but that was rather mean, even if it did make her laugh. She would just need to take a quick trip to the Negative Zone to meet with Dr. Edwina Dantes, former superintendent of the Shadow City Prison, and current mayor of the city. As well as friend Nefer Neith Sinue, the richest woman in Shadow City, and a rising politician, who was also the crime fighter Rosetta Stone, partner of Lockdown. But that would only be a few hours to discuss a trade agreement, and she'd return within seconds by Earth time. No big deal.

Sue exhaled a deep breath into her cupped hand, “Ewww....dragon breathe!” She grabbed her toothbrush and went about fixing the problem. She looked in the mirror as she brushed and saw those little “things” again. Her duvet must have a whole, because every monrning she's have little feathers in her hair, causing her large golden locks to matt. She pulled them down her long locks and fixed them the best she could.

The Invisible Woman walked over to the bath and turned on the water. She liked to sit in the tub for a bit before a shower, to relax. She spit out the toothpaste, and did a quick gargle with mouthwash, before opening the long flowing robe around her. Her pearly white skin shown brightly, completely unblemished. Not a spot on her, and she took pride in that. The white bra she had on held up her ample breasts. The panties she wore, which some would call granny panties still hugged her curves. She still had it after all these years, even if she was a little worse for wear. Sue opened the brim of her panties and looked down to her golden pubic hair. “Looks like its time for a little maintenance.” She was getting rather hairy down there and it was time for a trim. Not like Reed would be around to notice, or even would if he was present, she mused.

She grabbed a razor and some cream and pulled off her bra and panties. As she bent down to remove her panties, she noticed the color of her toe-nails. “I'll have to stop by Jan's beauty shop later,” she said to herself, referring to her friend the Wasp's Spa. Even on a Saturday afternoon she'd get an appointment, she was the Invisible Woman for cripes sakes. Sure, she didn't like the celebrity of being a heroine who always appeared on TV, but she liked some of the perks. She clicked on the TV in the bathroom, as she began lathering her legs up. “Keeping up with the Kardashians” was on. Sue turned it to the news. She hated reality TV shows.

Ugh, she sighed, she couldn't wait for Reed to get back. She wanted to have a good night off with him. Some “quality time”. Her friend the She-Hulk insisted Sue go get some lingerie, and “some porn” as Jen said, to entice him. Maybe she'd go shop for a new bra and panty set, something silky, but Susan Storm-Richards wasn't into porn, and she doubted Reed was either.

Yup, she had a lot to do. First, make some breakfast. If Johnny was home she'd whip up something quick. She had to shoot over to the Negative Zone, get back, go to the Committee meeting, get her nails and toes done. Pick up some lipstick and make-up, as she was running out of her shade. It was a very tame color set, but Sue loved it, not too flashy and trashy. It just accentuated her pure skin. Then she'd get her hair done. She could do all this at Jan's Spa, and hopefully Jane would come for a late lunch/early dinner. Then she'd go by the foundation floor to go over some items and meetings for next week, mostly charity stuff. With any luck, she'd be back before Johnny got home from his date, he said around 9ish, as Crystal had a thing in the morning. Maybe she'd even get a nice bottle of wine and get back in this wonderful tub.

Yup, she had a lot to do.

9pm Earth time/9am Negative Zone time (nine hours after Sue entered the Negative Zone, give or take a few months N-Zone time)

Johnny:

Johnny Storm the Human Torch yawned as he walked into the living quarters of the Baxter building from the hallway. For a Saturday, Johnny was sure home early. Crystal and he had a nice date, but Crystal insisted on parting ways early, she had a family event with her sister and the Inhumans in the morning on the dark side of the moon. He went about his normal routine, drinking Orange Juice out of the carton, wondering if Sue was going to catch him. “Where is she?” Thought Johnny as he slunk down on the couch in the den, and restarted his video-game. “She's probably still with the “Pigs”, he chuckled. They basically accosted her when they had a meeting. “Pummeled by the Pigs!” Or maybe she was getting her nails done. “Yup, getting her toes cleaned and polished,” he chortled as he grabbed a twizzler he found in the cracks of the couch. He was getting hungry and wanted some pancakes. She hadn't cooked them this morning, merely some eggs and toast. She was off her game.

On the wall was a blinking red light, the one that signaled the use of the Negative Zone portal. He hadn't noticed it.

Sluggo:

How right Johnny was....

The fat pig man, who hailed from the planet Boaria, pounded away as he looked up at the picture of the Fantastic Four. He had taken it from some backwoods planet's small time newspaper. Then taken it before being thrown off Arma's ship. One of his prized possessions he wasn't goint to leave. “Who even uses newspapers anymore” he grunted, as he sucked the toes of the woman in the picture. She was beneath him his cock buried deep in her pussy as he sucked on her toes. Her ankles in his hands, and legs in the air as he sawed his monster cock inside her.

“Oh god...unnnhhh....hehehehehehehe!” Sue never knew what to do when Sluggo sucked her toes, it was so ticklish, terrible and different even after all this time.

Sluggo laughed at the image on the wall. The image was of the Fantastic Four in a parade waving to the crowd, but all the Pig had eyes for was the gorgeous blonde member known as Susan Storm-Richards, the Invisible Woman. Daily he had “pushed the pork” into this woman. Once so noble, so prim, so proper. Now much different. The smell of her resonated in his nostrils. It was the vagina of a gilt who had been fucked. Not like the women of his world. Largely used and sullied by his own fat pig cock It didn't smell so classy anymore. In fact, it smelled like his own dick down there. Hehe...don't smell like her husband he surmised. Deep down he had seen something in her. She was a wild fuck slut, and he knew it. She went nuts on his meat. He always knew. Fate was kind to this pig.

“Snnaaaaaaaaaaaaarrkkkllle,” he snorted as he sprayed his seed onto the stomach of this beauty. The things he'd done to her. The things he did to her right in this room. “She loves it,” he told himself. He had things to do around the ship, like fix the converters, and he'd been putting them off. After a quick nap of course, he did just cum hard.

Susan:

As Susan Richards entered the large bathroom she shared with her lover, she yawned. She glanced at the clock. “A little late to sleep in,” she huffed, but she deserved it. Besides, she didn't have to...well...she didn't have much to do at all. This Saturday was going to be relaxing day on the “Sounder”, the name they gave to this massive ship. It was a term used for a group of pigs. No bounty hunters on their tail, no Collective ships chasing them down. No missions. Nope. Nothing.

Sue exhaled a deep breath into her cupped hand, “Yummm....cock breathe!” She laughed, loving the smell of her breath after sucking that fat pig, it was so grotesque and it made her weak in the knees. She looked in the mirror and saw Sluggo's cum in her hair again. She'd have to be more careful and not fall asleep after sex. The cum in her hair, caused her black hair, with purple highlights to mat. She pulled them down her long locks and fixed them the best she could. Her fashion hawk, or who was she kidding, he mo-hawk was gnarly right now. Luckily, the sides were shaved down, so she'd only need to brush out the longer top. The spikey part with the purple tips.

The Invisible Woman walked over to the bath and turned on the water. She liked to sit in the tub for a bit before a shower, to relax. She did a quick gargle with some Boarian whiskey, before looking down to her fishnets. It's all she was wearing at the moment. They were stained and sticky from Sluggo, and herself. More from her own juices. “Fuck,” she thought, she'd need a new pair.

She again noticed the clock, which also had an Earth time counterpart right next to it. For the first time in a bit, she thought of Johnny. She thought of her team a lot, and her husband, but long ago she had told herself this was simply a break. A vacation of secret sex, no one would ever know about. That was over four months ago. A few trips further from the center of the Zone made time even slower. How many weeks had she been here. “20 or so,” she realized. She gazed at herself in the mirror, so many changes. She thought of Reed, and felt shame again. The little angel on her shoulder told her it was time to wrap this little vacation up, but the devil on her other shoulder told her once again, this was Reed's fault. Had he paid even a little attention to her sexually she wouldn't be here fucking a low-life criminal alien pig. The zone had a way of amplifying anger and emotion.

Sue looked at the large hoop ring jutting from her nose. This was the first noticable change.

Susan Storm-Richard's body was littered with piercings and tattoos.

Her pearly white skin shown brightly, now more work of art than anything. She recalled her first tattoo and piercing stop, right after the casino. Sluggo had brought her to this seedy place on a planet that was on the way to his home-world. Technology in the Zone was often primitive, but often unique to the Zone. The tattoos were done with an ink in some places that could be removed with a wand. Temporary if need be, permanent if wanted. Sue had long ago told Sluggo that anything that happened had to be covered up. No evidence, lest Sluggo face the wrath of her team at some point, to which he had to agree. Right down to her hair, she had prepared ways to return to the way she once was. She'd simply shave her head, as there was no time to grow her hair back, and say she went through an area that singed hair, which meant she'd have to shave her eyebrows.

The first tattoos gave Sue some worry. The artist showed her it could be removed. Sluggo had “Sluggo's property” tattooed on her stomach. Then “Sluggo's Pork Hole!” tattooed above her pussy. This was followed with “Sluggo's backdoor!” above her ass. Initially apprehensive, Sue came to like the look of the art, and it made her wet. So unlike her. From then on it was like an addiction, she stopped in whenever they passed the planet. Now she had a whole body filled with tattoos. There were two pig tusks under her breasts stretching from the small tattooed face of Sluggo in the middle of her boobs. On her fingers were the words “FUCK” on her right knuckles and “PIG” on her left knuckles. She had the words “Gilty” on her right breast, and “as fuck” on her left. On the back of her neck was the embroidered words “Slam pig” in big letters. Her face was covered on the left side with small stars, one for each planet visited. On her right forearm was “Sow Storm” and on the left forearm “Soooiee Richards”. Right on the crest of her tailbone was a squiggly little pig tail, naturally. She had little flying pigs starting on her feet, and flying in formation up her legs until they wrapped around her abdomen and met on her back. A large winged pig, with Sluggo's face was on her back, giving the illusion that she had angel wings. Her favorite was the little “S” in the same shape as the “4” symbol on her uniforms that was tattooed on her right inner thigh. Above it was a small pig accompanied by the word “only” with an arrow next to it pointing to her pussy. On the other thigh was a circle sign with a slash through it, and the form of a human in the middle of the red circle. “No humans!” It was Gilty's motto. She had other ones, whatever she could think of like “Hog Whore” on her shoulder, or “Swine Slut” on her outter thigh. Various flowers, and symbols were at other parts on her torso and neck.

The piercings were the problem. They'd have to heal before she could go home. Like tattoos it became an addiction. She didn't ever conceive this persona would turn out so punkish, or whatever, but she began to like it. Where Malice was chains, whips and leather, Gilty was tats and studs and hoops. Though, Gilty didn't mind the leather sometimes or a little BDSM. This wasn't a negative persona taking over, she reminded herself. This was Sue Storm letting loose and having sexual fun for once in her life.

Again, she had to clean the piercings. The one hoop in the middle of her nose, like Sluggo's own hoop ring, was the biggest. Also the first, after the first tattoo stop. She had another small diamond in her right nostril. A small stud in her eyebrow, another in her lip. Her ears were covered from bottom to top in different types of studs and jewels. Sue pulled on the chain that came down from the nose hoop, it linked to her nipple piercings. She took the chains off to shower.

Sue looked down to her most prized studs, the two in her vagina. They poked out of her folds and she liked to flick them. It made sex amazing. For her. Sluggo preferred the tongue stud, she thought as she stuck it out in the mirror. It sure helped oral sex. For him.

Her body was still taught and toned, thank to a workout and training room called the “Arbeitior”. She still had it after all these years, even if she was a little worse for wear from that pig. Sue opened the her legs and looked down to her shaved pussy, the hair replaced by the arrow tattoo. “Looks like its time for a little maintenance.” She was getting raunchy down there. Her vagina wasa gapping hole, and she worried how long it would take to go back from Sluggo's monster.

She saw the rips and tears and utter sticky cakey mess of her fishnets. She'd have to buy more. Sure, she could get lingerie, she had tons, but that was such a “human” sex thing. So boring. It wasn't so much Sluggo's fault directly for the stains, most of it was Sue. The biggest change had come after arriving to Sluggo's home-world, a change she wasn't sure would ever be fixed.