Chapters tagged reed richards

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...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

There was a moment. When her knuckles pushed through into her pussy. When she felt the grip of her labia on her wrist. Ass in the air, knees bent, the moans of all those cheating slut-wives in her ears—when Sue Storm came close. She could almost feel it. But then, as soon as she...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

Namor struck the Fantasticar like a comet, bursting through Johnny Storm's bubble and headed toward the surface. Ben Grimm immediately tried to stabilize the damaged craft. Reed Richards stretched out to catch Johnny, who was wet but breathing with his aqua-helmet. Sue Storm loo...

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Chapter 12

The rest of the Fantastic Four were unusually helpful that morning. Johnny cleaned up after breakfast. Ben fetched the clothes from the washer and folded them. Reed made all the beds. Alicia Masters took the children out to the Museum of Natural History. Sue Storm found herself,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

Thirty-three minutes into a serious bean-flicking session, and Sue Storm's porn search had turned from "sexy blondes" to "sexy blondes masturbating" to "sexy busty blondes fisting." Everything past the third keyword was dangerous territory, yet the Invisible Woman was lost in an...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

What emerged from Sue Storm's mouth was an inarticulate moan. She was in the grip of the pills, mid-goon. Reed Richards grinned, and his arms stretched out. One, to secure the door and lock it. The other popped into the bathroom and returned with a bottle of lube. Sue couldn't s...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Wall Street was shaking. Seismic sensors showed the vast worms tunneling beneath the foundations of Manhattan. A pirate radio signal went out. "...I demand that New York cease dumping is effluent into Subterranea!" The Mole Man screamed. "We are tired of your shit! Literally!"...

by Zeebop

Chapter 7

When Sue Storm entered Dr. Stone's office, her hair was wild and touselled. Eyes red, with dark bags beneath them. The heroine wore a knee-length skirt and a low-cut blouse that would have been a bit risque...except the psychiatrist could see that Sue was wearing her old Fantasti...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

Two in the morning. Not a creature in the Baxter Building was stirring. Even Reed had left the lab to collapse for a few hours in his own bed. Ben Grimm's snores sent a subsonic rumble through the floor. As Johnny and his "date" arrived in the elevator, he was sure no one would n...

by Zeebop

Chapter 7

"...he caught me touching myself," Sue Storm explained. She leaned forward in the chair, the warm tea cup in her hands, as Dr. Stone sat across from her, a receptive listener. The psychiatrist had her hair tied back in a bun today, but wore a keyhole sweater that displayed what t...

by Zeebop

Chapter 7

It was the third night when Reed Richards came into their bedroom, an odd look on his face. Sue Storm quickly minimized the page with the pornographic video she'd just opened on her tablet. She sat up, hid her frustration but showed her surprise as her husband walked around to he...

by Zeebop

Chapter 6

Dr. Stone greeted Sue Storm with a hug, and before the Invisible Woman knew it she was back in her familiar chair, a cup of tea in her hand, going over every detail. It was almost automatic. Sue paused to sip her tea, and thought how long it had been since she'd had a close femal...

by Zeebop

Chapter 7

It is possible, as many people have discovered, to satisfy a human being's basic nutritional requirements by diving into the dumpster at the back of the bakery. Why pay for what you need to eat, when with a little time and effort you can scrounge up a meal for free? It is the bas...

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Chapter 8

Later that night, in their shared bed, Sue Storm's heart fluttered. She was wearing a Fantastic Four t-shirt the size of a hockey jersey; Reed was in his boxers and socks. Sue had never understood how he could sleep like that, and her own toes squirmed in eager freedom. With a de...

by Zeebop

Chapter 7

It wasn't leaving the porn on the bathroom sink. Or the extra charges on her credit card. Certainly not the way Sue was going through three pairs of panties a day, or how distracted she seemed to be. No, it was when Mister Fantastic went looking for his toothbrush and found his...

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Chapter 8

"Darling, do you have a moment?" Sue Storm's heart sank as she heard the words. Reed Richards rarely asked her to come look at something, but when he did it was usually a portal into an alien dimension or the prequel to an alien invasion. Other wives didn't have to deal with tha...

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Chapter 15

"I can't put my finger on it," Reed Richards said over dinner. "But there's something different about you today, Sue. Did you get your hair done?" The rest of the family stopped in mid-bite to stare at Mister Fantastic. Sue Storm sighed. He could see the probability fields of el...

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Chapter 16

"You're looking at a larger set of implants?" Reed Richards said. "Yes," Sue Storm said. "I've been wearing the G-cup bra, and I was thinking a little bigger. An H-cup would be nice." "I see," Reed considered and tapped away at the computer. "You normally wear a 34C or D. Breas...

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Chapter 18

Sue Storm and Reed Richards were dressed in civilian garb. Sue favored a light pink Sunday dress with a high waistline that emphasized her bust—probably the last time the heroine would be able to wear that particular outfit, as there was no way it would accommodate her enhanced m...

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Chapter 19

"Could..." Sue Storm blushed, bit her lip, then tried again. "Could I...get boobs like yours?" It wasn't just jealousy, although Sue recognized that as part of herself. Sure, Dr. Stone's tits were bigger than the ones that Reed was growing for her. Yet what struck Sue, what real...