Sue Storm Buries Herself In Moonstone's Cleavage

The door to Dr. Stone's room closed and locked. The Invisible Woman couldn't shed her clothes fast enough. Moonstone lay back, kicking the sheet off her naked body. The immense mass of her breasts would have made a normal woman feel like she was being smothered. Before the surgery, the villain had only been 120 lbs. Now, she was nearly triple of that. All in her breasts. To a woman that could bench-press monster trucks, it wasn't an impediment to breathing, but it still was a major adjustment.

Sue Storm climbed onto the bed and pressed her slim body with her own new, expanded tits against Karla's chest. Their lips met, tongues probing, and the heat built up between them, the two naked women moving against each other. Moonstone's massive mammaries were warm, full of blood, the alien moonstone adjusting to keep blood flowing to the extremities. To Sue Storm, still under the effects of Karla's implants, it was like the goddess surrounding her with her love.

The implants buzzed maddeningly in Karla's head. Even with a second moonstone, that was one side effect that Doom had not eliminated. Her ability to directly instill a state of worship in Sue Storm would be time-limited. Yet once that relationship was established, it should...

"MMMMMH!" Karla's eyes went wide, moaning into Sue Storm's mouth as she felt something slide between her legs. The end of an invisible force dildo that probed and finally found the big-titted villain's wet slit. Once she had found her spot, Sue Storm flexed her buttocks, driving the invisible dick in deep.

The Invisible Woman's hands groped and grabbed thick handfuls of tits, striving for and finding the still-sensitive nipples. Moonstone's brain seemed to short-circuit as the vast network of new nerves in her overgrown juggs overwhelmed her. The implants ceased buzzing. Her breasts ceased to glow.

Yet it was too late for Sue Storm.

Her hips shunted forward and back, stabbing the invisible strap-on deep into Karla's body, sawing at the wet slit. The Invisible Woman put her entire body into the assault, her own new tits bouncing up and down as beneath her, the goddess of boobs gripped the rails of the bed and strove to hang on for dear life as her worshipper fucked her like no one had fucked her in all of her years of villainy.

It wasn't like the frantic pounding celebrating the end of a successful heist, or the desperate need of I-just-got-out-of-prison, or even the rough fist-fucking to put a lesser villain in their place. This was the fanatical worship of a new convert, and Moonstone felt her cunny filled and furrowed like nothing in her life. Harder, faster, longer than any mere human could manage.

Worse, her tits...she couldn't think when Sue Storm worshipped her boobs. Every stroke of her hands felt like the caress of an angel's wing. The lick of her mouth on Karla's nipples sent involuntary spasms down the villain's spine. Every square inch of Karla's massive mammaries felt, during that worship session, as sensitive as her clitoris.

When Sue Storm collapsed, naked, sweaty, and exhausted on top of her goddess, the well-fucked blonde deity stared up at the ceiling and knew she was in serious trouble.