Sue Thinks She's Just Teasing Dr. Stone

Sue Storm stared into the bedroom mirror and adjusted her skirt. She wore a black, oversized blouse whose darkness helped disguise the fact that Sue wasn't wearing a bra, and a black skirt that fell just short of the knee.. She sat down on the edge of the bed. With her knees together, no one could see that she wasn't wearing panties. Spread the legs just a little—Sue smiled as she saw the slit come into view. Perfect for teasing Dr. Stone.

Of course, if she really wanted to, she could turn her own clothes invisible. Or Karla's eyelids. Make it so the blonde couldn't look way. The thought of teasing her little crush was a pleasant, harmless fantasy. Sue knew she wouldn't actually do anything like that.

Well. Probably not the eyelid thing.

Her heels clicked as she waved goodbyes to the kids, who were absorbed in some animated show about magical gem rainbow warriors. Not the most educational fare, but Sue was a firm believer in letting kids be kids, at least for a while. Out on the street, in the sunlight, Sue felt the black fabric drink up the sun, growing hot. That was fine. Nothing Sue couldn't handle.

Dr. Stone opened the door...and wasn't wearing anything. Sue Storm's face flushed as she stared at the statuesque blonde, naked except for her heels and glasses, golden hair in a tall ponytail. She smiled to see Sue, and the blushing heroine stepped inside.

"Feeling alright?" Karla asked. "You look like the deer in the headlights."

Sue bit back a joke about having died and gone to heaven.

"Your...dress," Sue managed.

Karla looked down at herself. "You like it? I wasn't sure the heels went with it."

Sue's eyes flashed from the bare breasts with the small pink nipples to the base slash of the hairless mons.

"You're naked," Sue said, bluntly.

Dr. Stone's glasses became circles of fire. The gravimetric pulse hit Sue's brain like a bottle of vodka lost under the sink until moving day, covered with cobwebs and yet ready and waiting to deliver its alcoholic precision bombs to the heroine's frontal lobes.

"No, I'm not," Karla said.

The thought sank into Sue's head, even as her eyes told her a very different story.

"You've been having trouble with your powers lately, haven't you, Sue?" the doctor said, taking Sue's elbow and guiding her to the chair. "Letting your fantasies get out of control. You don't just get off on watching women cheat on their husbands with other women, you want to be one."

It was a big idea. Sue glanced at the naked woman beside her as Dr. Stone guided her into the chair. She could see everything. The little bumps and fine hairs on Karla's skin. She could smell the other woman's perfume.

"That's...I don't...know," Sue said, unable to argue, struggling to accept. Beginning to doubt her own senses.

Karla grinned. She could remove that doubt, but only when it existed. All of her work up until this point had been preparation. Her own eyes glanced at Sue's crotch, unsurprised to see that the Invisible Woman had gone without panties today. She smiled.

"Spread your legs a little wider," Dr. Stone said. "You've seen mine, after all."

Obediently, Sue did. Her head swam, her fragile heterosexuality battered against the big new idea that Moonstone was suggesting to her.

Am I really attracted to women?