Things get dirty!

The pig grabbed the back of her head and pulled her to him, his mouth smashing against hers. The kiss, she once saved for Zarn in private, now publicly happening with this short fat pig man. His breath was terrible, his mouth tasted of the cigar like thing he smoked and hard strange ****. It was deplorable. Sue almost wretched, and she LOVED it. She pushed her mouth against his and returned the kiss, her hand reaching down between his thighs to "check" the clock.

The crowd gasped, and cheered, and booed, as some enjoyed and some hated the sight of a human raven haired beauty making out obscenely with a pig man. Her hand no longer simply resting in his lap, but jacking whatever beast it was with fervor over his pants.

The dealer called the boss, and he shouted. "These players are done! Next!" They were told to leave the tables. The pair didn't stop groping and kissing as they moved to the elevators. Inside, Sue dropped to her knees. Her hands trembled with excitement as she pulled his trousers down. The monster was before her.

Whore! One word. One description. At that moment, in this place, with this being, it was all that could describe her. Susan Storm-Richards didn't want to play with this huge pink member oozing in front of her, she wanted to suck it. Her mouth went over the uncircumsized tip. The length, the size, it was truly a monster. She wished she had her powers, because taking it all would be impossible. Susan tried, and she pushed her mouth over his cock, and pulled back. Her hands went to his hips, and she began a break neck rhythm. It tasted so sweaty, so gross, and she craved it so much more because of this. It didn't take long, and she heard his "oinks" which made her laugh on his cock. She pulled off, and pushed her head to his massive melon like balls sucking on one as she jutted his cock with her hand. Torrents of white foamy semen shot in her hair, white contrasting with the black spikes. Sue closed her eyes as an orgasm racked her body. An orgasm from simply sucking this pigs dick and having him cum on her head.

Sluggo panted from the exertion. This was heaven, worth more than he payed. So much more. The pair laughed and counted credits while stumbling to the room. The suite was ornate and large, clearly expensive. It didn't feel right to Sue. She called down to "room service" and made a grand order. A strange order the hotel was confused about, but eager to fill for this rich couple. Or at least the rich pig who owned the girl.

"Make yourself comfortable," Sue told Sluggo. "I ordered a surprise," she went to the bathroom grabbing a little spice, "I need to fix my hair," she looked in the mirror, cum dripping down her face, her finger caught some and she put it to her tongue. It was sour, and strong. Disgusting. Nothing like Reed's or a human's. It made her close her eyes in utter delight. Delicious.

Sluggo sat on the couch, snorting spice, his cock grew again in his pants. The buzzer to the door sounded. He stood up, and opened the door. A team of hotel staff wheeled in a large long metal container, covered in a cloth. Next, a team wheeled in two heavy barrels. "As per instructions," the bellboy alien nodded and moved past Sluggo, towards the large room outside the area where the jacuzzi was located. Where there was a huge mirror, toilet and tiled floor. He heard Sue mutter about closing the door. The bellboy came back holding out a hand for a tip.

"Fine," Sluggo threw him a credit and the attendants left with empty barrels, and covering cloth, but not the container. Sluggo walked over to the closed door and waited.

"Come on in master," He heard Sue call, surprised at the lack of sarcasm in her voice.

He took his clothes off, sure of his luck now, and walked inside, and was awe struck, as he saw the floor covered in mud. Sue was sitting on the toilet, completely nude, her hair and make-up back to dark and perfect. She was rubbing mud on her legs. Her eyes were intently on Sluggo. "Dinner is ready."

Sluggo moved to the large metal container. Inside the large long metal container was a slew of different foods, all cooked and piled on top of each other. His stomach rumbled and his cock sprang up. "Just like home!"

These words were music to Sue's ears. "I want to watch you eat." She said rubbing her legs. Sluggo jumped down and began to do as his people always did on his homeworld, free of the constraints of others they fed like their instincts told them to. Devouring food.

He looked up to see Sue with a finger buried in her pussy moaning loudly, "So dirty Gilty!"

Sue's body sank down onto the muddy floor, she crawled on all fours to the make-shift trough and crawled around until she was beside him. "I don't want to be a 'Gilt' anymore," She waved her ass back and forth.

Sluggo got behind her, and Sue gasped eyes wide as something completely unexpected happened. She expected to be fucked right away, instead she felt his snout on her ass, and a tongue come out to lick her tight butthole. On Earth it was called as rim job, Sue knew as much about this term as she did about the one used to describe it in the Negative Zone. Having a tongue circling her ass felt so odd, so strange, so depraved, and it caused her to cum, without even a touch of her pussy. Her head went down into the trough as she moaned. She didn't want to eat yet, didn't want to spoil her appetite for more of his cum. This act of true depravity, the likes of which Susan had never considered cemented the veracity of her ultimate decision. This was the right man for the depraved job.

Sue waited now, ass wavering, knees in the mud, hands on the metal of the trough. She had never been so anxious for something in her life, and yet he didn't budge. She pushed back, feeling his heat, but not his body. What was he waiting for. Her mind went to her dreams, her fantasies, and she knew. She let out a "squuoonk" from her navel cavity. She couldn't really "oink" that would be foolish. This wonderfully worked, as she felt his head at her pussy lips. In that moment, the fantasy, the growing obsession finally became a reality. Susan Storm-Richards, the Invisible Woman had an inch of fat cock in her pussy. It wasn't her husband's cock. It wasn't some mighty man, some rich man, some powerful man, some handsome man, or really a man at all for that matter. It was the fat cock of a small fat pig alien, and it began to fill her as if never before.

About five inches were inside her, and it was impossibly hard and impossibly girthy. Sue was coming and hard, biting her lip within the first twenty seconds of entry. When four more inches entered, Sue was seeing stars and her face was in the food, further making it filthy and glorious. Her legs were covered in dirty mud as her pussy was filled with dirty cock. In her spiced mind, she collected her thoughts as best she could between mind shattering orgasms. "Reed had powers," she mused, "but he must have feared hurting Susan down in her most private region, because this pig's mighty mast was hitting virgin territory." Sue's mind raced, "No...wait...holy shit...it's hitting "gilt" territory." When she had this realization she came again, and hard on his cock, her pussy squeezing the monster for all it was worth. The idea that Sluggo was right, and making her his sow, here and now, in the mud drove her mad with lust.

She was moaning loud, and it made Sluggo laugh. This was strange, thought Sue, why was he laughing at a woman moaning. They were having sex, it was normal. Was she too loud with her sounds, or not loud enough. Did she sound weird when she moaned. She usually shouted things like "oh god", and "yes...yes...yes" or "unnnnnnhhhh" usual female moans. Why did it make him laugh so hard. She was too far gone on spice and into the sex to care of try and figure out the pitch and sound of her moans. She just pushed her pussy back onto the cock that filled her so.

Sluggo pulled out, and Sue felt empty. "What the hell," she breathed heavily.

"I think you need a break Gilty!" He slapped her ass and went about feeding again. He needed energy. This was going to be an all nighter.

Sue pulled her legs in and sat in the mud watching him, a little peeved at this words more than his actions. "Stop saying that. I'm not a gilt anymore," she reasoned. She sure wasn't, and she sure didn't feel gitly or guilty now.

Several hours later,

Sue Storm came down to the front desk in a robe. She was tired, it had been a long night, and wasn't really over.

"What's wrong," Sue asked the hotel receptionist. "Why did you call me down here?"

The receptionist took her to a back room, "We've had some complaints!" She walked over to the camera feed of the hallway. The alien woman rewinded the tape to hours earlier. Around the time that Sue had first given herself to Sluggo.

The video started to play, nothing out of the ordinary, until a loud noise came on. A noise Sue recognized as her own voice, "REEEEEEE! REEEE!!! REEEEEE!!!" Over and over. She was squealing. She'd never hear the end of this for the next year.

That's when Sue thought of the time again. Can she spend a year fucking this pig? She'd have to see his home at least, after all this. Right?