Chapters tagged human torch

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

There were no dreams. No sense of time passing. Just lights out. Then, like being born again... Smelling salts are like a smack to the forebrain. Sue Storm's eyes fluttered. Pain echoed through the back of her head, where it had bounced off of the roof of the building she laid o...

by Zeebop

Chapter 5

The Invisible Woman raced to the Fantasticar. The air was cool on her skin—and there was much more skin exposed than normal. She'd kept the gloves and boots, but her long legs and arms were bare, even her shoulders, and only next-generation nanotube-enhanced materials provided an...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

Sue Storm modeled her new outfit. The skirt was scandalously short, barely reaching the top of her thighs. The long blue boots that came up past her knee had two-inch heels that she still struggled to walk in sometimes. Her midriff was bared, the top little more than a blue sport...

by Zeebop

Chapter 5

By day, mother, wife, hero. Susan Storm made sure the kids were fed, did their lessons, and happy; she read to them before bed, listened to their stories and dreams, tucked them in at night. As the only women living with three men, she kept the living quarters of the Fantastic Fo...

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Chapter 13

Spider-Man, Daredevil, and other street-level heroes busted dealers and thieves. and bundles of cash would be seized, duly logged and stored in the New York Police Department's evidence locker. After a particularly busy month, hundreds of millions of dollars worth of c...

by Zeebop

Chapter 7

"Ya dirty rotten cheat!" Ben Grimm growled. It was a Thursday night poker game. No different from a hundred others that the Thing held, after the kids had gone to bed, with a revolving cast of costumed characters. Sue Storm didn't play herself, but occasionally liked to hang aro...

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Chapter 3

From a pocket, the pig-man withdrew a small golden crystal. It almost seemed to glow with its own inner light. Doom's eyes narrowed as his armor's sensors focused on the suspicious trinket. Unfamiliar radiation poured from it. Particles not familiar to Doom's universe; short-live...

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Chapter 16

In the middle of the night, Sue Storm was in the kitchen, baking. Less than fifteen hours until Reed and the others arrived. The kids would be here this afternoon. The Invisible Woman had a lot to do to prepare the Baxter Building for their arrival. Plus she had to hide her tatt...

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Chapter 25

"Anything!" Sue Storm said, without thinking. Her pussy quivered as she held Porkum's cock as deep inside of her as she could. There was a bulge in the base of her abdomen where the monstrous prick distended her skin and muscle. Porkum's hands reached up to massage her buttocks a...

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Chapter 26

A part of Sue Storm buzzed all day, waiting for something to happen. Yet nothing did. Nothing she could see. Not when she brought him a warm glass of milk that night and watched him drink it. Not when she poured it on his cereal the next morning. Day after day went by, and Sue St...

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Chapter 27

Johnny's eyes grew wide. "I'm turning into a girl?" he said, voice unexpectedly high-pitched. "It's too soon to tell how complete the external physical transformation will be," Reed said. "But quick genetic analysis shows severe degradation and mutation of your Y chromosome. Th...

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Chapter 28

"So...that's what's happening to me," Johnny Storm said. Now that Sue Storm knew to look for it, she could almost see the more androgynous aspects of her sibling's face—eyelashes a bit longer, jaw a bit narrower. No facial feminization surgery, but something more primal. The Huma...

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Chapter 27

"Your symptoms are consistent with daily doses of a novel sex hormone analogs to estrogen and progesterone, along with an anomalous but particularly potent antiandrogen," Reed Richards said. "Frankly, these substances don't occur naturally in our evolutionary biology. Which is wh...

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Chapter 26

Sue Storm hadn't expected an immediate response to Johnny drinking Porkum's milk. As it turned out, she was wrong. Her gaze dropped as something pink and stiff slipped out the front of her brother's bathrobe. While she hadn't seen it for some years, Sue knew quite well what it wa...

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Chapter 29

"Welcome home, Mr. Richards," H.E.R.B.I.E. said. The small robot met the remaining members of the Fantastic Four as they emerged from the interdimensional transport. The long trip in the enclosed space had worn on them. Reed Richards and Johnny Storm both looked thinner, bags und...

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Chapter 27

The Invisible Woman walked into the living quarters of the Baxter Building almost by instinct. H.E.R.B.I.E. nattered at her, electronic voice calm. The six-weeks pregnant heroine was asleep before she hit the bed. She slept a long time. when she woke up, H.E.R.B.I.E. was in full...

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Chapter 23

The piercing hurt more the next day. There was a little bit of dried blood. The Invisible Woman had spent some time looking up proper aftercare for piercings. How and when to wash them. She held an ice pack against her aching nose, and welcomed the numbness. Out on the streets,...

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Chapter 23

Sensors devoted to detect dimensional incursions refocused. Artificial intelligences scoured the internet and darknet. Ben Grimm made a discreet meeting to Heroes for Hire, with a suitcase full of cash. Johnny Storm crisscrossed the skies of Manhattan, a special sensor about his...

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Chapter 23

"...and there were Doombots, Tony," Reed Richards finished his explanation. "Whatever's happened to Sue, Doom's behind it." Tony Stark was dressed in his latest version of the Iron Man armor, face plate open and eyes attentive as Mister Fantastic told his tale. Johnny Storm and...

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Chapter 23

"It's Doom," Reed Richards said. "I know," Strange said. Wong served tea. Ben Grimm was seated on the floor, playing with a spectral, talking basset hound. Johnny Storm paced, eyebrows alight, his whole manner agitated. The silver-haired Clea, in an elegant purple gown whose bl...