Satisfying other appetites.

After dropping Greer and her son home, Susan started her flight back to her kid’s school to pick them up after their classes. During the quick flight there she almost diverted to a fast-food franchise or two getting there. Shaking her head she tried to remind herself that by now her son and daughter were standing outside the school waiting for her to pick them up, ignoring the ache in her stomach until she made it to the front campus and landed the fantasticar in a nearby parking spot and opened the side doors. Looking out of the vehicle, she smiled to find Franklin wave over to her and quickly run to her. But when she looked up to find Valaria, she found her with the same trio of older girls from before. The leader of the trio had her hands at her hips and looked like she was talking down to her. Narrowing her eyes, Susan could not figure it out, but it felt like she could just make out wheat the girl was saying; something about homework and a deadline… She could not make sense of it until she decided enough was enough and called out for her.

“Valaria, it’s ME, time to come home dear.”

Seeing the three girls snicker, Valaria quickly made her way to the fantasticar with her head down and her books clutched in her arms. Getting into the car, Susan gave her daughter a look over and looked back at the trio now leaving the campus together. “So… I’ve seen you with those girls before, are they friends of yours Valaria?” Seeing her daughter shake her head and still looking down at her bags, Susan frowned. Leaving the subject for now, Susan activated the fantasticar and began her ascent above the electrical and lamp posts and flew back towards For Freedom Plaza across town.

Again, the woman found herself distracted on the way home, her eyes darting downward to the local restaurants while keeping her eye on her destination.

“Mom, are you feeling okay?” Asked Franklin from the back seat, his eyes never leaving his mother’s pale complexion during the flight.

“Hmm? Oh, I’m just peachy son, just been hungry lately.” She smiled down to him, not the least bit convincing with her current state.

“Okay…”

The moment they made it to the landing pad of the building, Susan cut the engine and opened the doors for her kids to exit and get inside. Closing the fantasticar doors, she noticed her daughter seemed slower getting inside, looking depressed. Crouching down to see her eye to eye, Susan traced a finger to pull a bang of hair out of her daughter’s eyes. “Hey sweetie, I know a sad kid when I see one, wanna talk about what happened today?”

Seeing her daughter pout and slowly shake her head, Susan sighed. “Okay then, but if you change your mind, let me know okay?” Getting a nod from her genius of a daughter, Susan pecked her on the forehead and sent her inside. The moment the trio entered the apartment, the two children ran to their father who was busy in the kitchen while Johnny and Ben were on the couch watching television.

“Hey guys, we’re home.”

“Sis, is that you? DAMN! What, did you hit the gym or something?” Chuckled the Human Torch, finding his sister step inside wearing blue pants and a button blouse that looked almost painted on her athletic frame and curves.

Smiling sheepishly and scratching the back of her head, Susan smirked back at her brother and posed with a tilt of her hip and flexing her arms over her head. “Actually yes, I bumped into Tigra while out for a meal, she introduced me to a gym south of Manhattan, they offered me a free membership I might take them up on.”

“Hey, if it gets you out of the apartment, go for it.” Chuckled Ben, toasting back at the pale woman with the beer in his stony hand. He and Johnny chuckled going back to watching the game together.

Stepping out of the kitchen and wiping his hands with a cloth, Reed approached his wife from behind and kissed her on the neck, making the woman swoon and giggle feeling his arms wrap around her waste and wrapping her own around his affectionately. “Welcome home honey… Did you get taller?” Asked the surprised man, finding his wife was now an inch taller than he was, and feeling her arms holding his more tightly with a strength he did not know she had.

“You know, you’re the second person to ask me that, I don’t feel any different…” Hearing her stomach growl, Susan blushed that it was loud enough for her husband to hear. “Though I DO feel a little hungry.”

“Well that’s good, I had HERBIE cook up a roast for the family, I think he may have overdone it a bit though.”

Smiling more widely, Susan pulled her husband around to press up against her front, kissing his lips and nose while scuffing up his hair affectionately with both her hands. “Oh Reed, you’re too good to me.”

*

Three hours later…

The door to Reed and Susan’s shared bed slammed open with the pair making their way inside and making out intensely before Susan playfully shoved her husband onto the bed and kicked the door closed behind her with her bare foot. During dinner she surprised everyone when she ended up eating almost half the roast all to herself! Not even bothering with the rest of the side dishes save for something to drink while eating one fork full of cooked meat after the other. When dinner was finished, the kids were sent to their rooms for the night and Johnny claimed he was heading out for the club. Ben had decided to go to the landing pad to check on the fantasticars before bed and Reed went to clean up the dishes. He was almost finished when he felt his wife come up behind him and pull him close, nuzzling the back of his head and kissing down his neck. “Hmm, nice dinner Reed, I think I need to reward you for such a delicious meal.”

“Well I only set up the dishes, HERBIE’s the one who…”

Quickly spun around, the man found himself pulled into a passionate kiss by his wife. Moaning into his mouth while her tongue swirled and explored the inside of his mouth. One thing led to another and the man found himself tossed onto their bed with the woman kicking the door closed behind her and looming over the man until she straddled his waist. Pressing down on the man with her chest, Susan went right back to making out with her husband, grinding against his waist, and moaning into his mouth. Feeling his hands roam over her back to down her rear and thighs, Susan moaned louder in his mouth before she pulled away and reared up, fumbling with the remaining buttons to her top and tossing her blouse across the room. Her breasts looked like they had grown, the slopes threatening to touch her chin until she undid the clasp at the back. Pulling her bra off, she tossed it aside with her blouse and went back to making out with her husband, smiling against his lips while they kissed.

“Well, You’re certainly in the mood.” Reed moaned in between kisses while Susan giggled and rummaged to undo his shirt, tugging at the sleeves, and prying it off him and try to unbuckle her pants. Kicking her pants off and prying Reed’s pants and underwear off his waist with an aggression Reed had never seen in her. Practically ripping her panties off herself, Susan straddled Reed more fiercely, her thighs squeezing his while she arched her back and thrust her chest into his face. Smirking as he mumbled a response with his nose in her cleavage, licking under the slopes of her E cup breasts and up her chest.

Sliding lower she brought herself eye to eye with her husband, kiss his mouth before making her way down to kiss his chin, down his neck and chest until she found herself at his crotch, gently moving his legs out of the way to stroke at his growing erection and lick at its length. Seeing him grip at the bed sheets the alabaster skinned woman purred with arousal, sucking him off before sandwiching her breasts between his length, licking the head of his cock to hear his gasp and wheeze. Eventually her coaxing and ministrations rewarded her when she found her mouth flooded with his cum, gulping it all down hungrily and licking his length to clean it off and gather what else she could to taste. Even now she still wanted more, but she had other appetites she wanted sated. Slowly crawling up his body and letting her breast and stiff nipples drag against his body, Susan straddled her husband once against and swooned when she kissed and nuzzled against Reed’s chin and lips. Positioning his still hard length between her legs she sunk down on his cock and groaned when her pussy was filled with him.

“Come ON honey, I know you have more for me.” She husked, grinding, and gyrating her hips against his, pleased to feel his hands grip at her thighs and rear and try to buck his hips against hers. Rearing back, Susan moaned, her bare breasts heaving from her chest as sweat slicked her skin. Her long platinum blonde hair swaying with each thrust and arch of her back. Her inner muscles squeezed at Reed’s length as she sank down again, trying to drive him to release again and again. Gasping, Reed looked down to find his wife’s fingernails digging into his shoulders, but as far along as he was it only drove him on to satisfy his wife.

Sitting up, Susan tossed her hair back and forth, her eyes fluttering as she reached her limit, a building crescendo reaching its peak just when she felt a pair of hands cup her breasts and massage their soft masses, his thumbs flicking her nipples and setting electrical jolts of pleasure down her spine. Eventually it was too much for the both of them, and with a keening cry, Susan’s mind went blank with orgasmic pleasure when her husband found his release a second time in the same moment, flooding her insides and causing her body to collapse in a heap of orgasmic pleasure. Moaning and cooing in post coital bliss, Susan hugged Reed close and wrapped her arms and legs around him as if he were a life preserver, her breathing hoarse and erratic while her explosive orgasm racked through her, her vision blurry.

Eventually the couple calmed down, and Reed was pulled close more gently by the pale skinned amazon woman, cooing and purring with delight as she breathed in the scent of his sweat and hair, kissing his lips and forehead before nuzzling his scalp and licking his hair like a domestic cat. Breathing in his scent, the woman slowly found the peace of sleep, despite the gnawing ache in her stomach.

*

Deep in the bowers of the Raft super-max containment facility, the Wendigo laid motionless. Still **** and comatose from a string of IV tubes linked in its arm and neck pumping full of tranquilizers to keep it contained, the only sign of life being its feint breathing. For weeks, the beast was well contained and sedated, but very quickly its breathing began to grow in intensity, its barrel chest inhaling deep full breaths and exhaling hot breath. The monitors keeping track of its vitals began to beep with more intensity, signalling a rise in activity. Opening its blood red eyes, a growl echoed from its cell to the hallways of the Raft.

It was awake…