Chapters tagged invisible woman

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

A pink hand enveloped her wrist. Sue Storm's eyes opened into bare slits. Unable to do much more than turn her head to stare at the massive figure that stood by her bed, in trench coat and fedora. Yet she recognized the pink snout that poked out from beneath that wide brim. He c...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

"Her condition has improved remarkably. Life signs have stabilized, tissues regenerating..." Reed Richards said. "But there are...traces of unusual biological material in her system." Sue Storm was still sedated. Johnny Storm held his hands out over his sister, a gentle heat waf...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

There was a little party when Sue Storm came home. The kids baked a cake, the icing a glorious mess of white and blue. Ben grilled hot dogs. Johnny provided homemade ice cream. Everything was perfect. The Invisible Woman was back. To tuck her children into bed. Kiss her brother a...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

In the throes of her moral dilemma, the alarm blared. A Skrull saucer screamed down toward Manhattan, evidently barely under control. The Invisible Woman was in her costume and in the air within minutes. She followed the smoke and the flame. As she drew closer, Sue could see the...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

One week. Seven bottles. Sue Storm handed one to H.E.R.B.I.E. for analysis and synthesis. The others... The Invisible Woman tried to ration it out. Like she would when starting a diet. Smaller portions. Distractions when she felt the urge to drink more. Much of her days she spen...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

The Invisible Woman felt the gnawing inside her grow. She'd never heard addicts describe how it felt in withdrawal, but for her it felt like a hunger that couldn't be sated, like a sickness that ate at her body and mind. Listless and nervous at once, an ache in her belly, a...

by Zeebop

Chapter 9

Sue Storm blushed at the request...but she didn't hang up the phone as Porkum explained. "I am a mutant. Not one of those pretty or powerful mutants like the X-Men. My appearance has caused me considerable issues. Social anxiety. It's why I don't go out, don't see anyone. I alwa...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

"Mrs. Richards," H.E.R.B.I.E. said. "The utilities bills must be paid or late charges will apply." "Whoopsie," Sue said as she poured herself a small glass of milk. It was the last swallow in the bottle. "Didn't I take care of that, like, yesterday?" "You did not. You have stat...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

It was only a kiss. Those big lips pressed against hers. Just a hint of a tongue. Then Sue Storm felt his hands, those big, strong, warm hands press against her breasts through her shirt. _Well, why not?_ She thought. _As long as it doesn't go any further than that._ In truth,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Two bottles of milk. Cold, heavy, old-fashioned glass bottles that went straight into the fridge. And there, nestled at the bottom of the bag, a small pink velvet box. "Oh, Porkums," she said, the nickname slipping easily from her lips. "I'm married!" She opened it anyway. It...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

Sue Storm wore the necklace all through the week. The Night Nurse noticed it when she checked on the leg. The Invisible Woman had gone back to using an invisible cast to help keep her weight off the limb, and the Black woman grimaced. "There's inflammation here. Might be an infe...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

"Mr. Porkum," Sue Storm said. "Please remove your hand from my ass. I am a married woman, after all." Instantly, Porkum's hand disappeared. "My apologies, Mrs. Richards," he said, backing away and giving her space. "I meant no offense..." Sue Storm stared into the pig-man's ho...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

Sue Storm stepped through the glass doors of the former pork-packing plant, the empty bottles in a reusable cloth grocery bag with handles, barely a limp in her step from her rapidly-healing leg. She didn't wear her standard costume today, but a short-sleeved version with shorts...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Sue Storm took a little more care with her appearance this week. Two-inch white heels. A blue and white dress, with a wide, matching hat. Blue lipstick, lined with white; eye shadow to match. She refrained from the instinct to lick her lips. This time, if Mr. Porkum wanted a litt...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

The Invisible Woman had her hands on her knees, half bent-over. The pounding beat shifted even as she glanced between her legs and saw the shape of something enormous poking into her shorts. Porkum, to his credit, had frozen in place, and Sue could imagine the shock and embarrass...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Sue Storm took a little more care with her appearance this week. Two-inch blue heels. A blue and white athleisure outfit that showed more of her trim and fit body, with a matching ballcap. Blue lipstick, lined with white; eye shadow to match. She refrained from the instinct to li...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

One drink led to three or four. It wasn't heady or harsh, not in the way of whiskey or tequila, and it ran down Sue Storm's throat easier than a glass of chardonnay. Porkum stood there in his custom-tailored suit, smiling, gracious, the bulk of him and even the pig-like head less...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Porkum's pig-head swam in her vision. Sue Storm hiccuped, cheeks flushed, as she saw two of them, eyes going unfocused. The heroine leaned forward, her voice dropping to a whisper that made Porkum's small, triangular ears perk up in an effort to hear her. "Oh, don't worry Porkie...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Navigating Manhattan on an early afternoon is difficult enough when stone-cold sober. Sue Storm climbed invisible stairs, her thighs pumping as she gained air, racing over the car-packed streets and civilian-crowded sidewalks. Her steps were not always as sure as she'd like, her...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

The sun burned overhead. Sue Storm wallowed in the mud of the style, the cool clinging mud that clung to her flanks and teats. Her head dipped into the trough, to root through the accumulated scraps and food trash for tasty morsels. She was aware of the farmer moving outside the...