Infinity Quest - Prologue
by Doctor Insanus			

Note: This story was originally written under the name of Necromancer, but
I’ve decided to use the new name Doctor Insanus. It has more of a corny,
comic book-type of feel that I’m trying to put in my writing. 

Note: This story represents my first attempt at the multi-part cosmic epics
that Marvel has done so well throughout the years. Forgive the wordiness of
the prologue. Stories involving cosmic plotlines always seem to need a lot
of buildup before the action kicks in. I've done my best to make the single
sex scene as hot as possible; I promise you, there will be a LOT more to
come! 

Contents: M/F, consensual sex, incest, and anal sex. Enjoy! 

If you’ve made it this far, you probably know what’s in store for you.
Needless to say, this is not a story for minors. So, if you are not 18, or
if you ARE 18 and are offended by graphic descriptions of various sexual
acts, then for crying out loud, GO AWAY! Consider yourself warned. 

----- 

The vast coldness of space enveloped her, but it held no chill. She drifted
here, where the faint points of light were not stars but entire clusters of
galaxies, all her concentration on a single task. Only here, in this barren
emptiness at the farthest reaches of the universe, could she achieve
absolute focus. 

How long had she drifted here, billions of parsecs from the nearest
celestial body? The question was of little importance to her; in the eons
of her existence, she had never once considered the passage of time. She
was eternal; for her, time had no meaning. It was merely the scale by which
lesser things counted the spans of their worthless lives. To those beings,
her existence could have been measured in billions, perhaps, trillions, of
years. She had been here before this universe existed; she had been here
before the universe which preceded it. And in all that time, as dimensions
were born and died around her, she had never bothered to measure the days
of her life. 

So engrossed in her eternal solitude was she that the tiny beacon of light
approaching her went unnoticed. In the endless oceans of darkness, it
seemed a pale, feeble thing, but it moved toward her as if guided by some
unseen intelligence. It came from a distant corner of the universe, and
even at its current speed it would have taken billions of years to reach
her now. 

Only when it was directly upon her did she acknowledge it. Then, with a
contemptuous gesture, she brought it to a complete stop only meters from
her. It shimmered, seemingly content after its impossibly-long journey.
Small flickers of light burst forth every few seconds, seeming to reach for
her. 

The workings of her mind would be inconceivable by mere mortals, but if any
emotion could be adequately applied to her it would have to be curiosity.
Scanning it with every sort of psionic probe she was capable of, she was
unable to detect any sense of danger from it. If anything, she sensed
relief; as if this tiny orb of light were on some sort of pilgrimage. A
pilgrimage which had led it directly to her. 

Then, for the first time in her existence, she experienced anxiety. She
knew of every type of life in this reality, and yet she had no knowledge of
this object. Extending a hand toward it, she hesitated. If this were a
trick... 

She put the thought from her mind. If this were a trick, she would simply
pluck the being or beings responsible for it from their holes and expunge
them from existence. They would die, forgotten forever, and she would
return to more important things. 

Her fingers reached the edge of the orb, and small slivers of illumination
began to surround her hand. It was as if a cocoon of light was growing
around her. This rather organic sensation caused a moment of doubt in her
mind. She pulled her hand away. 

The cocoon remained. It had already enveloped her right arm to the elbow,
and continued on its way to her shoulder. Now her doubts grew. What was
this she was feeling? 

Terror. Terror of the unknown; the most basic instinct of every living
being. She felt it now, and knowing she was capable of this feeling made
her furious. They would pay! Oh, yes! They would die screaming as she tore
them apart atom by atom... 

With growing despair, she realized that these were the thoughts of... them.
The lesser beings! Pulling furiously, she glowed with the light of a
newborn star. And yet, the tiny gleaming orb was not burnt away. Nor was
the cocoon, which now covered over half of her body. It slipped across her
thighs, along her left arm, and even over her face. 

Why? she wailed in misery. Why couldn’t it leave her alone? She had never
interfered in the affairs of other beings; why, then, should she be
bothered by this? Why fill her mind with these thoughts? These images, so
alien to her? She felt herself weakening, her light growing dim. 

Do I die now? Is that what this is? 

Her body was encased in the cocoon now, and it began to darken, fading to
match the blackness which surrounded it. The orb was gone, its light faded
as well. 

At the very rim of the universe, a tiny speck of darkness floated. And
there was none to see it. 

----- 

New York City
Four Freedoms Plaza
0211 hours 

Susan Richards awoke with a start, a thousand jumbled thoughts racing
through her mind. One hand went instinctively to her chest, where she could
feel the jackhammer pounding of her heart gradually subsiding. Running a
hand through her blonde hair, she felt dampness. Her face was wet with a
thin sheen of perspiration; in fact, it seemed that most of her body was
damp with it. 

As her head slowly cleared, she became aware once more of her surroundings:
the thin sheets which barely covered her naked body; the cool breeze which
washed across her, raising patches of goose-pimples on her smooth skin; the
soft snoring from beside her. 

Sue smiled. Memories began flooding her mind: appearing with Reed on a
local TV talk show; a whispered promise of things to come; Reed’s
embarassed expression as he sought to conceal his raging hard-on. By the
time they had returned home, he had been ready to explode. As soon as they
were through the front door, Sue was on her knees. She stayed there until
the job was finished, then she stayed there a little longer. 

Reed always fell into a deep slumber after she gave him a blowjob. She ran
her tongue along her teeth, her gums, the roof of her mouth. The residue of
his sticky cum remained; the familiar taste which she had grown to enjoy,
perhaps even to crave. Even now, her mouth was watering at the memory of
his stiff cock. 

If the sheer amount of cum he had shot in her mouth was any indication,
Reed had enjoyed a truly monstrous orgasm. Which meant that he would
probably be asleep for another four hours or so. Sue sighed. Tomorrow would
be a busy day; there would be no time for a repeat performance until at
least late afternoon. By then she would be almost desperate for another
taste of his meat. 

Susan Richards had been a devoted wife and mother for years, and she had
seen no dimming of her passion for either her husband or her son. Of
course, these passions were somewhat different; for Franklin, she wanted
nothing but to see him grow into the man she knew he would become. For
Reed, it was a desire to spend her life enjoying him and giving him
pleasure. 

Theirs had been an active sex life, although not as active as either of
them would have preferred. As two of the world’s foremost defenders, as
well as celebrities, they were forced to share their precious time with
the general public. Neither of them minded this so much; they merely wished
there was more of an opportunity to spend some time alone. Sue had
compensated by being more spontaneous, which often meant a quick blowjob
before meeting the public. Once Reed had gotten over the initial shock, he
had begun to look forward to his wife’s oral attentions, knowing that she
could go down on him when he least expected it. Invariably, he would return
the favor at some later time. 

But there would be no returning the favor tonight. Sue rose, not bothering
to throw a robe over her naked body, and walked out to the balcony. From
the penthouse atop Four Freedoms Plaza, she had a breathtaking view. The
skyline of Manhattan gleamed around her, and the lights of the traffic
below made the streets seem to glow. 

Susan Richards, known to the public as the Invisible Woman, smiled
contentedly. So many lives going on all around her, and she had a hand in
preserving them. She and her family, the Fantastic Four, had saved this
city - this entire world - more times than she could remember. She felt a
pride in this; not mere gloating, but just the satisfaction of using her
gifts for the ultimate good. These were the values she and Reed had been
striving to instill in their son. 

Her smile grew. Franklin was the light of their lives. So gentle, so
caring; he had the potential for truly god-like power, but had voluntarily
shut that power off until he was ready to wield it. Such insight in so
young a boy! Any pride she felt in her own accomplishments paled in
comparison. She knew that Franklin would be a key figure in the future of
this world. 

Her mind wandering, Sue was oblivious to the flaming figure which
approached from above. As the roof was washed in orange light, she
flinched. Even as waves of heat washed across her naked body, she searched
frantically for something to cover her. 

Johnny Storm, the Human Torch, was likewise not aware that his sister stood
naked at the top of the Fantastic Four’s headquarters. He had been to a
very exclusive club with one of New York’s most exclusive fashion models.
It turned out that she was as horny as she was beautiful, and they had
spent most of the evening in a dark corner of the club. She had spent much
of the night under the table, paying special attention to his ‘little
buddy’ even as he downed one drink after another. 

Johnny had spent more than night on the town with the ladies, but this had
been something else. She had literally devoured him, letting him explode in
her mouth again and again throughout the night. Finally, she had emerged
from under the table, a satisfied smirk on her face, and had left him
there. She hadn’t even bothered to wipe the sperm off her chin. 

He had spent the next hour or so trying to come out of his drunken stupor.
Had he really spent the evening getting blown by the 'Human Tongue' while a
couple hundred people mingled only a few feet away? There wasn’t any way
around it. Now he just had to wonder if anyone had gotten any pictures. 

Dammit! he thought. Ben always told me that my dick would get my in
trouble! 

Still cursing himself, Johnny had simply left the club and flown directly
home. His mind was filled with images of the tabloids: "Human Torch Makes
Under-The-Table Deal With Model!" or some bullshit like that. He had been
oblivious to everything around him as he made the trip home. 

But now, as he landed on the roof and extinguished his flames, he noticed
Sue covering herself with a small tablecloth. He chuckled as the table she
pulled it from overturned with a loud crash. 

"You know, sis... you’re the Invisible Woman. Do you really need to be
practicing some two-bit magic act with the patio furniture?" 

Sue frowned slightly. "Well, you could have given me some warning before
you just dropped in right beside me." She concentrated for a moment, and
her body became transparent. She didn’t make herself completely invisible;
just enough to prevent any further embarrassment. 

"What d’you mean? You should’ve seen me a mile away!" 

Sue sighed. "Oh, I guess I’m just not completely ‘with it’ tonight,
Johnny." 

Johnny grinned, and Sue found herself understanding why more than a few
women had surrendered to that smile. She caught herself staring into his
deep blue eyes, which were identical to her own. 

"Hey, I think my big sister might have gotten lucky tonight!" Already, he
was beginning to forget about the 'Human Tongue' he had spent the evening
with. Catching his big sister in such an embarrassing situation, combined
with the buzz he was feeling, had lifted his mood considerably. 

Sue blushed at this. The fact that her brother could picture her having sex
made her a little uncomfortable. 

"Well, your brother-in-law did, anyway." As soon as she said it, her face
flushed. If she hadn’t been mostly invisible, it would have been bright
red. 

"Mmmmm hmm. Anyway, sis, I’ve had quite a night myself. I think I’ll call
it a day and see you tomorrow." He winked and started toward a side
entrance, avoiding the doorway leading to Reed and Sue’s room. He had
already caught his sister naked on the patio; he didn’t really want to see
Reed wallowing in post-orgasmic bliss. 

"Sweet dreams, Johnny." Sue watched him go, smiling as he stumbled once
before reaching the door. I don’t think you’ll have any trouble sleeping
tonight, she thought. I recognize the expression on your face; you must
have had a pretty wild night. 

As she turned back to admire the city below, Sue suddenly felt
uncomfortable. It was only when she turned to go back to the bedroom that
she realized what it was. There was a familiar wetness in her pussy; and
there was only one man that she had been thinking about in the last few
moments. It wasn’t Reed. 

What is wrong with me? Only minutes earlier, she knew that she had
everything that she could ever want: a loving husband, a devoted son, a
sense of purpose as one of the world’s foremost champions. Now, none of
that meant a goddamn thing to her. All she cared about was the feelings
that overwhelmed her, and she knew where she could go to satisfy them. 

----- 

The cocoon drifted still. 

It had spent the last few million years tumbling along the edge of reality,
its unwilling occupant drifting in and out of consciousness. Now, at last,
it began to quiver... as if in anticipation. 

Space folded, and a huge steel-gray starship appeared. It was at least a
mile long, and bristled with enough weaponry to shatter a small world.
Every weapon was trained on the cocoon, ready to blast it into oblivion.
But there was no hint of danger from the cocoon as the ship moved into
position just above it. Dwarfed by the huge battlecruiser, the cocoon
hovered beneath it like a dust-mote. 

Then, a small panel along the bottom of the hull opened, and a dull light
washed across the cocoon. It slowly drifted toward the opening, trembling
slightly. But if it resisted at all, there was no effect whatsoever. 

The cocoon slid through the opening, and the panel closed behind it. With a
slow sweeping arc, the ship turned back toward whence it came and space
folded again. 

Where once had dwelled a being of light, of perfect beauty, now only
darkness remained. 

----- 

Johnny had just closed his eyes and begun to drift into slumber when he
felt something warm against his thigh. Sleepily, he looked into the
darkness of his room. There was nothing there. But there was something
there! The gentle stroking he felt along his upper thigh told him that
much. As buzzed as he had been, he knew that this wasn’t some drunken wet
dream. 

With a thought, he ignited his left index finger and held it up to provide
more light. A pale orange glow filled the room. Still nothing. 

Johnny Storm couldn’t be described as being the most aware person, even
when he was sober; he went through life with youthful enthusiasm, as if he
just knew everything would be all right. He didn’t bother to smell the
roses; there was too much fun to be had to bother. 

But it was impossible not to notice the presence of another person in his
room. He had faced enough life-threatening situations to know when
something was wrong, and right now he knew he wasn’t alone. There was
definitely someone in here! Christ, it felt like they were practically on
top of him! 

Suddenly, he felt something warm and wet licking his stomach. It felt a lot
like the Human Tongue he had been with earlier, but it was slower... more
deliberate. He gasped as he felt it slide across the blonde tangles of his
pubic hair and wrap around the head of his throbbing cock. Then an unseen
hand cupped his balls as a pair of silky lips engulfed him. 

"Ohhhh yeah," he moaned, and he reached out to touch the invisible form
that was servicing his stiffening cock. "Sis? Is that you?" 

He felt her nibble lightly at his throbbing prick, then heard a soft
giggle. "Of course it is, silly. Do you know any other invisible women?" 

"No, but... whooooaaaa!" he gasped as her mouth devoured his meat. He could
feel her tongue circling the head, slurping at the pre-cum that was already
leaking from it. 

"Why... ahh... why are you doing this?" 

He heard her moan softly, and he could feel it as she slowly slid her mouth
off him. 

"Because Reed is asleep, and if I don’t get fucked tonight, I’m going to
scream!" 

Johnny was frankly flabbergasted by this. "Jesus, Sue, do you really think
this is right? I mean, what you’re doing is incredible and..." He cried out
as she took his balls in her mouth, working them gently. Jolts of pure
pleasure passed through his body, and he was unable to speak. Finally, as
she worked her way to the underside of his sac, he found his voice again. 

"That’s fucking incredible, Sue. But it’s not right! You’re my sister! As
much as I want to fuck you, I just can’t! I mean, what if you get..." 

"Pregnant?" 

"Well, yeah." 

"Johnny, have you ever heard of birth control?" She had stopped licking his
nuts long enough to look up at him. His face was practically quivering as
desire and fear battled for control. 

"Of course I have! But there’s still a chance..." 

"Oh, bullshit." Sue made herself visible again, and lay across her
brother’s thighs. She kept a gentle grip on his cock, and began to slowly 
stroke it. 

"Sue... oh god... what about Reed?!" 

"What about Reed? I love him, but I want you. Besides, I have a special
need for you to satisfy." 

Johnny reeled at the unrelenting assault. Sue’s voice had grown husky with
lust, and the things she was doing with her hands were driving him wild.
Still, he couldn’t help feeling that something wasn’t right here. 

"Johnny?" 

Definitely not right. 

"Johnny?" 

And he was going to find out what it was. 

"Johnny?!" 

Or at least see what Reed had to say about it... 

"JOHNNY!" 

He jerked at the sound of his sister’s voice. She had practically shouted
his name, and he could just see Reed and Ben piling through his door to see
what was wrong. And if they found him with his dick in Sue’s mouth... 

"What?!" he hissed. 

"I want you to fuck my ass." She smiled as Johnny’s jaw dropped. I knew
that would get him, she thought. Give a man the chance to take a ride up
the Hershey Highway and he’ll jump at it. 

"What?!?" 

She grinned. "You heard me. I want you to shove your hard, throbbing cock
up my tight little asshole. Are you up for that?" 

Johnny’s mouth was dry. He had always admired his sister’s beauty, but had
never thought of her... that way. The idea of actually fucking her in the
ass was wrong! It was sick! It was.. 

Oh, hell. 

"Sue? Are you sure..." 

"I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life." She rose, and stood
beside the bed. As Johnny’s eyes practically bulged, she turned to reveal
her delicious rear end. She lifted her arms, running her fingers through
her long blonde hair. Thrusting her hips back toward him, she smiled as he
stared at her ass. 

"Oh my god." he gasped. 

"Well? Are you going to sit there staring, or are you going to get me
ready?" 

Johnny flinched. He was staring hungrily at the creamy white cheeks,
knowing that he would soon be sliding between them. Sliding into the dark,
musky valley between them... 

"Lick my ass, Johnny." Sue ordered, as calmly as if she were telling
Franklin to finish his vegetables. She seemed in complete control of this
situation, while Johnny was barely hanging on to his self-control. His cock
bulged, a thick gob of cream already oozing from the tip. 

Take it easy, Storm. If you fuck this up, Sue will be pissed. And you might
never get a chance like this again! 

Lunging forward, he grabbed Sue by the hips and pulled her back into bed.
She chuckled as he flipped her onto her stomach, and she spread her legs to
allow him easier access. 

"Oh yeah, Johnny! Clean my asshole with your tongue!" 

He didn’t have to be told twice. He slid his tongue across the small of her
back, tracing his way down her spine. Sue squirmed slightly, pushing her
butt closer to his face. Smiling, Johnny pushed her back against the bed.
Finally, he had gotten back a little control over the situation. 

"Not so fast, sis. I’ve got some exploring to do here." 

She groaned softly, grinding her hips into the mattress. Each time she did,
her cheeks parted slightly. Johnny had an excellent view of her asshole as
they did; a soft pink bud that seemed to wink at him. And just below it,
the wet slit of her pussy. This is very friendly territory you’re getting
into, he thought. 

Taking a cheek in each hand, he spread them as far apart as he could. Now a
small valley appeared between them, gleaming with sweat. He wanted to taste
that sweat. 

He began by pressing his tongue against her tailbone. Sue gasped as jolts
of pleasure passed up her spine. Again, she pressed her ass against his
face, and again, her pushed her back. She practically whined as she looked
over her shoulder at him. 

"Now, if you want me to finish, you’d better let me do things my way!"
Johnny gloated. He had turned the tables on his big sister, taking control
of this encounter. Oh, she was going to get what she came for, all right.
But she was going to beg him for it! 

As if sensing his intentions, Sue cried in desperation. "Please, Johnny, I
want it so bad! I need it! Please..." 

Without a word, he slid his tongue along the crack of her ass. The musky
scent of her body filled his head, a mixture of sweat and her desperation
that seemed to be concentrated here, only inches from her pussy and
asshole. He lapped it up, a warm, salty flavor that was somehow sweeter
than anything he could imagine. 

"Ooohhh..." 

His tongue reached the rim of her anus. He lapped at it greedily, probing
her asshole with the tip of his tongue. Despite the steady pressure he was
placing on her cheeks, she still managed to shove herself against him
again. He felt his tongue slide deeper inside her ass, and it was only with
some difficulty that he was able to withdraw it. 

"That’s so good, little brother. So fucking good!" It was as if every bit
of her desire was focused on his tongue, probing the darkest depths of her
body. The sensation of his tongue plunging ever deeper began to erode at
any self-control she still possessed. 

Despite her arousal, Johnny knew that his sister wasn’t going to completely
get off just by having her butt licked. He released her right cheek and
moved his hand to the wet slit of her cunt. At the slightest touch of his
fingers, Sue cried out in pleasure. 

As he continued sliding his tongue in and out of her asshole, Johnny worked
the first two fingers into her tight pussy. He smiled to himself; I’ll bet
she does her kegels! He had encountered virgin pussies that weren’t as
tight as his sister’s. 

Sue was in bliss; her pussy was wrapped around her brother’s thrusting
hand. Thick juices seeped across his fingers, allowing them to slip even
farther inside. Johnny took a few seconds from feasting on her butt to lick
the excess spillage from her cunt. Just as he had imagined, her juice was
delicious. Tangy, and yet deliciously sweet, she was like an exotic fruit
that he devoured hungrily. But he only allowed himself a light snack of her
pussy juice. Then he returned to the main course. 

"Oh fuck yeah!" she moaned as his tongue plunged even deeper into her
rectum. She reached forward, gripping the bedframe with each hand. With
this bit of leverage, she pounded her ass frantically against her brother’s
face. 

The double-sided assault on her body was having the desired effect. She was
deliriously crying out as tremors of pure pleasure passed through her body.
Tossing her head from side to side, her thick blonde hair falling across
her beautiful face, she let herself be carried away by the swelling tide of
ecstasy. 

"God damn, Johnny! I’m gonna cum! Oh yeah oh yeah oh god yes! Yes! YESSS!" 

As Sue succumbed to the sensations within her, Johnny felt her body
responding. Her pussy clinched around his fingers, and it began spasming
with each pulse of pleasure. Likewise, her asshole quivered in time with
her pussy, and he buried his tongue even deeper inside. Any worries he
might have had about sticking his tongue up her ass were forgotten; she
tasted wonderful. 

"OOOHHHHH BABY!" She cried out, gripping the headboard with all her
strength. Her knuckles had gone white with the effort, and her wrists
quivered with exhaustion. There was a final surge of bliss, her body
trembling as her pussy exploded once more, and then she collapsed. 

Johnny slid up next to her, his cock pressed against the crack of her ass.
He kissed her softly, his lips pressed against the back of her neck. With
the taste of her sweat still on his tongue, he nuzzled against her and
inhaled the sweet scent of her passion. 

She sighed as she pressed closer to him. "We’re not finished yet." 

He opened his eyes and found her looking back at him intently. Her face
glowed with sweat, long strands of wet hair matted against it. She gazed at
him with half-open eyes, but there was a gleam in them. A hungry gleam. 

"Sis?" 

"I told you what I want. Your tongue was incredible, but it just won’t get
the job done." 

Johnny smiled. "Okay, Sue, you win. You asked for it!" 

Lifting himself above her, her pressed his cock against her asshole. He
felt the ring opening around him as he pushed, the head slipping inside
without any resistance at all. 

"Mmmmm," she groaned as he entered her rectum. 

Her little bud was still slick with her brother’s spit, and the total
feeling of relaxation that had come over her made it easy for him to feed 
his meat into her butthole. He paused momentarily, just to make sure she
was ready for it, then pressed deeper. 

Johnny groaned as he felt Sue’s poopchute sliding across the length of his
cock. He had tried this before, with one of his many conquests, but she had
been too uptight to get into it. It had been more of a hassle than it was
worth, and he had gotten by with his fantasies. 

Now, his fantasies seemed tame by comparison. 

He had gotten five of his seven inches up her ass, and only now was he
experiencing any difficulties. As relaxed as Sue was, the actual process of
taking a throbbing slab of meat in her shit canal was proving to be a
challenge. Biting her lip, she pushed against him once more, and grunted
with pleasure as the last two inches slid inside. 

"Ah yeah!" She cried. "That feels so good in my ass!" 

Johnny still couldn’t believe what was happening. He gripped his sister’s
hips and pushed as far as he could go. He was rewarded with a cry of
pleasure from her, the sweetest sound he had ever heard. 

Just as she was getting used to having her bowels filled with Johnny’s
cock, Sue gasped as she felt it sliding out. She groaned at the sudden
emptiness she felt in her rectum, and then his meat filled her ass again.
She sighed, surrendering herself to him once more. With each stroke, she
felt her body responding to his rhythm. 

"That’s it, Johnny! Fuck me! Fuck my ass with that big cock! Yeah!" 

Johnny smiled at down at his sister with genuine amazement. Never had he
imagined her being so into this sort of thing! She had always been so
steady... so much more conservative than he was! But now, she was pounding
her ass against his cock with a frantic intensity. He’d be damned if she
wasn’t getting off on this! 

They continued their incestuous coupling, each of them growing hotter with
each passing second. Johnny could feel the cum churning in his balls, ready
to explode at any moment. His vision blurred as he fought the orgasm that
he knew was inevitable, and he gripped Sue’s hips with renewed vigor.
Slamming his cock up her ass like a battering ram, he clenched his teeth in
an animalistic snarl. 

"Yeah!" He shouted, forgetting his fear of being caught. "I’m gonna cum!
I’m gonna cum in your fucking ass!!" 

Sue felt her own orgasm approaching as well. She rubbed her throbbing clit,
her fingers slick with the spurting juices from her cunt. Her brother’s
thrusting sent jolts of electricity along her spine, and her mind was
overwhelmed by the sensations that filled it. 

"Cum for me, Johnny! Cum in my asshole. Oh yeah!" 

His sister’s voice urging him on, Johnny fucked her ass without mercy.
Crying out with pleasure, he thrust his hips forward and fired a huge load
of cum in her. Thick streamers of sperm filled Sue’s bowels, hot and sticky
gobs of it exploding inside her ass. The sensation of her brother’s cock
erupting like a geyser sent her over the edge. 

"God yes! YESSSS!" 

Her entire body shuddered as the most intense orgasm of her life swept
through it. Every nerve ending seemed to be firing, little spikes of
pleasure blasting her into realms of ecstasy she had never dreamed
possible. 

They continued to pound against each other for some time after that, trying
to coax as much pleasure from their bodies as possible. Finally, exhausted,
they collapsed in a mass of quivering, sweat-soaked flesh. 

"Oh god, Sue. I love you so fucking much!" 

"Mmmmm... you were amazing, baby brother. Better than I ever dreamed." She
kissed him passionately, their tongues meeting. She could still taste
herself in his mouth as she sucked his tongue into her mouth. By the time
they were finished, Johnny had already begun to fade out. 

As Johnny drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep, Sue looked at him with
burning intensity. She smiled; a greedy, predatory smile. 

"Oh, Johnny," she whispered. "You made it so easy. You have no idea what
the fuck you’re getting yourself into." 

Rising from her brother’s bed, Sue laughed. Her blue eyes gleamed with a
cruel light - and more than a hint of madness. 

----- 

The cocoon shuddered, tremors passing through its entire length. In the
darkened chamber where it rested, a single light illuminated its dull
surface. There was no warmth in this light; nor was there any warmth in the
eyes that observed the struggle that was taking place. 

There was a sound like crumbling rock, and abruptly the cocoon cracked
open. Thick, clear fluid gushed from it like plasma from a wound. It
spilled across the floor in great waves. The sticky muck left an evil
residue wherever it reached, clinging to the floor, splashing against the
walls. It even reached the ceiling in some places. 

As bad as the slimy mess seemed, however, it was merely an omen of what was
to come. 

A figure emerged from the cocoon. Covered from head to toe with the gooey
morass, it was barely recognizable as a humanoid being. But as more and
more fluid dripped from it, a feminine figure began to emerge. The eyes
which had regarded the proceedings so coldly now widened at the sight. 

Though covered with slimy ooze, the being was incredibly beautiful. The
form that had existed seemingly for eternity was no more. In its place now
stood a figure that was unmistakably human, but of such incredible beauty
that some spark of divinity must still exist in her. 

She stood over six feet tall, with the voluptuous figure of some mythical
love-goddess. Long blonde hair hung halfway down her back, still sticky
with the thick embryonic fluids from the cocoon. Her tits were large, but
not overly so. Each was tipped by perfectly round nipples, growing erect in
the coldness of the chamber. Her hips were full, her ass was round and
firm, and her legs seemed to never end. She made no effort to cover
herself; she still retained the imperious air from her previous existence. 

She stood in silence for a minute or so, and then regarded the eyes that
burned from the shadowy depths of the chamber. Meeting their gaze with her
own blue-green eyes, she could make out something in the darkness; a
massive form hovering just beyond the light. Ignoring her nakedness, she
spoke. 

"What is this place?" Her voice was smooth and firm, the kind of voice that
inspired passion in anyone who might hear. "What have you done to me?" 

"This is my home." The voice that answered had the sound of stones being
crushed into gravel, of bones breaking. It was voice that could inspire
only one emotion: fear. "I have done nothing to you; I merely brought you
here to witness your re-birth." 

There was no fear in her voice as she responded. "My mind is filled with
images I cannot understand. Images of flesh... of blood. I can barely
comprehend these feelings." 

Laughter rolled through the chamber like thunder. "Of course not. In
whatever form you once possessed, you were not a creature of flesh. The
energies that fueled your previous incarnation are gone, and now you stand 
here as a living, breathing organism. Quite a fall from grace, and quite
ironic as well." 

She pondered this. "What is the meaning of your words?" 

"Only this: You are a truly perfect being, but in the end you are merely
another living thing that will eventually crumble to dust." In truth, the
real irony was in the identity of her 'benefactor' - as well as the plans
he had in store for her. 

Terror flashed through her mind. The very thought of death... of non-
existence... was the most horrifying concept she had ever considered. This
must not be! It MUST NOT BE! 

"You will help me!" She advanced on the darkened figure. "This is
intolerable!" 

"Indeed it is. You must pass on from this miserable existence, and I would
be happy to be of assistance." 

"You... you would?" 

"Of course. You might say that ending your pain would be my greatest
pleasure." The figure moved forward into the light. His dark eyes gleamed
from beneath a massive brow, and his purple-gray skin seemed especially
sickly in the low light. 

"Thanos of Titan agrees to help you." 

The massive figure held a hand out to her. Reluctantly, she reached for
him. Despite her vast power, she felt a chill as his hand closed over hers.
"The road you travel will be a long, hard one. The visions of flesh and
blood you saw... what did you feel when you saw them?" 

She considered this for a moment. 

"Terror... I felt terror. And yet, there was pleasure as well. I saw the
most horrible things... I did the most horrible things... but I found
myself enjoying every second of it." 

Thanos smiled. 

"Quite satisfactory. Let us proceed." 

END PROLOGUE 

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