Chapters tagged invisible woman

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

"Hmm," Dr. Stone hummed. Sue Storm, already embarrassed as she related the details of her dream, wasn't sure if that was a good "hmm" or a bad "hmm." She stared at the psychiatrist—dressed today in sheer stockings, a black pencil skirt, and a white blouse that had left the top t...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

In her sleep, Sue Storm hugged the pillow with Karla Sofen's face tight. She wasn't wearing panties. Her bare labia rubbed against the fabric. The heat and friction released chemicals that were swiftly absorbed by skin and mucous membranes. Her cheek rubbed against the printed im...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

The decision, once it was made, felt easy. Sue Storm slid upward. Into the mirror. Into her reflection. Memories, thoughts, emotions she had long repressed seemed to surge into her like cold water, filling the gaps in her being she never realized were there, all the empty spaces...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Sue Storm wore a black-and-blue jacket over a modified version of her Fantastic Four costume. Her practical shoes replaced with two-inch high heels. A 4-shaped cutout between her breasts, to show a bit of cleavage. Her heels clicked on the pavement with confidence, shoulders thro...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

"No!" Sue Storm screamed in her own mind. With an effort of will, she wrenched herself away from that part of herself—and awoke in a cold sweat, shivering and gasping. She called Dr. Stone with shaking fingers. The Invisible Woman recognized that she needed to talk with someone...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

The Skrulls did not invade that morning. No interdimensional parasite sought to feed off Franklin's psychic potential. Silicone-based entities from the future made no effort to colonize Ben Grimm's rocky epidermis. No cosmic ray spike triggered Johnny Storm's powers. Reed Richar...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Sue Storm had long ago given Alicia Masters free rein of her closet. They were of similar height and build, and Alicia always returned clothing clean and neatly folded. While the blind woman normally kept a few clothes in Ben's room, she was out of clean bras, and she came into t...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

"Sleep well?" Dr. Stone asked. "Fine, thank you," Sue Storm replied. It wasn't that Sue intended to lie about her dream. The Invisible Woman had decided that she would admit to the dream if asked directly. Yet Sue still felt embarrassed when she thought of the dream, as embarra...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Reed Richard snored. Sue Storm's eyes opened. For a moment, she didn't see the window beyond the bed, Manhattan drenched in a pre-dawn rain. Silent, she grasped for the journal that she kept by the side of the bed. To get the images down into words before they faded. - - - - - -...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

How could Sue Storm sleep? She lay down in her bed, Reed's side cold and empty. Curled around the pillow with the image of her psychiatrist. Long into the night, the pillow between her thighs, between her breasts. Arms wrapped around it. Her cheek against Karla's cheek. What wo...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

The package arrived before Sue Storm left for the appointment. Just a simple box, and then the text: "Wear This Outfit." Sue Storm had looked at the outfit and cringed. Yet she had obeyed. "Why am I doing this?" Sue wondered aloud as she stripped off her civilian clothes and Fa...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

"I can't believe I did that," Sue Storm said. Once she had realized she'd been keeping her outfit invisible, she had managed to turn it off. Dr. Stone smiled as she saw her own face on Sue's t-shirt, as the blonde heroine accepted a cup of tea. "Well, it definitely gives us some...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

The skirt was transparent plastic. So were the high-heeled sandals that strapped onto Sue Storm's legs. The belly-baring top that hung off her shoulders by straps, and through which her nipples could be clearly seen. With the pink wig and the transparent glasses, the Invisible Wo...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Neon lights played across the darkened space of the go-go bar. Bedecked many of the guests. Karla Sofen, sipping her jack and coke almost directly beneath Sue Storm's cage, wore a suitable outfit, a skimpy cocktail dress of shiny chrome, bedecked with thin tubes of shifting light...

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Chapter 18

The Invisible Woman spun. She gyrated her hips. The cage was firmly bolted in place, so it didn't shake much, but the clubgoers roared as Sue Storm rubbed her pussy against the bars, hands on her ankles. The bars of her cage glistened in the neon lights with pussy-juice, and Sue'...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

An hour in the cage was a workout that left Sue Storm dripping with sweat and grateful for the cold Gatorade available back in the dressing room. They rotated the girls out on half-hour breaks, to stretch and relax before going back out there. It was solid work to put in a shift...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

With an effort of will, Sue Storm turned her clothes back to visible. Yet she could do nothing to hide the red flush of embarrassment across her cheeks. She clenched her hands into fists on her knees, white-knuckled with frustration. Here she was, one of the most powerful women i...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

It looked like a thermos bottle. Soft white plastic, with a definite seam at one edge so that the top could pop off. Just big enough in diameter that the Invisible Woman couldn't wrap her hand around it. "I think this might help you with your problem," Dr. Stone said, smiling br...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

A rogue Doombot attempted a takeover of Manhattan's subway network. It took most of the day. Franklin turned his hair black, which turned out to be a symbiote-like creature attempting to drain his psionic dream energy. That took most of the afternoon. She was too tired for dinner...

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Chapter 14

"I know you're uneasy about hypnosis," Dr. Stone said. "But in cases like this where there's a mental block—it could help." Sue Storm sat in the chair. Her frustration was evident, even now. It was all she could do to avoid rubbing her thighs together in front of the psychiatris...