Infinity Quest - Chapter One
by Doctor Insanus

Note: If you haven’t read it already, I strongly suggest you check out
“Infinity Quest - Prologue” before continuing. 

Contents: Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Incest, Bondage 

New York City 
Four Freedoms Plaza 
0830 hours 

Reed Richards, leader of the Fantastic Four, awoke to the touch of his
wife’s lips on his cheek. Opening his eyes, he saw Susan’s smiling facing
hovering over his own. She kissed him again, this time directly on the
mouth, and he saw the twinkle in her eyes. He sighed, content and happy. 

"Good morning, darling,” she whispered. “Are you ready for breakfast?” 

Reed smiled. He ran his fingers through her curly blonde hair, enjoying
the silky feel of it. It was only one of a thousand sensations he had
enjoyed as her husband, but at this moment it seemed the most wonderful of
them all. Brushing it away from her face, he marveled at her beauty. 

"I’m starving.” He pulled her closer. “What’s on the menu?” 

Sue leaned forward, pressing her lips against his forcefully. Her tongue
darted into his mouth, and she felt him respond immediately. His own
tongue came alive as their kiss grew more passionate. Reed’s breathing
quickened, and his hands began their own exploration. Sue gasped as his
fingers brushed across her tits, gently squeezing the pink nipples that
poked through the fabric of her silk nightgown. His tongue slid out of her
mouth, worked its way across her chin to the tender skin of her throat. 

Closing her eyes, Sue moaned softly as he slid a hand down her back. She
arched reflexively, shuddering as his fingers played across her spine
before coming to rest at her tailbone. Meanwhile, he continued lapping at
her neck, his tongue leaving cool trails of saliva behind it. 

"God, Reed, I’ve always loved your tongue!” 

Even before the accident that had given them their fantastic powers, Reed
had shown a particular fondness for kissing Sue all over her body.
Exploring her from head to toe, he had found all the places that most
enjoyed his touch. Once he had gained the ability to stretch any part of
his body as Mister Fantastic, their sex life had really taken off. Now he
could ravage her moist depths more thoroughly than she had ever dreamed. 

As he kissed his way toward her firm tits, his free hand moved closer to
her pussy. Sue was already soaking wet, and her arousal continued to grow.
She was practically gasping for air now as his assault on all of her most
private parts began to grow more desperate. His left hand had reached her
love mound. He began caressing it gently as he worked his other hand
between the luscious cheeks of her ass. 

"Oh yes!” 

Reed smiled as her body shivered at his touch. He had always known which
buttons to push, and today he was at the top of his game. His face was now
pressed between her firm tits, and he tasted her sweat-slick skin. Then he
made his way to her left nipple and began to gently suck on it. 

Sue hissed as his tongue danced across the tender flesh. Her hand went to
the back of his head, pulling him even closer. Reed responded by taking
her nipple between his teeth and gently nibbling it. At the same time, she
felt his fingers spreading her pussy lips and slowly massaging her clit.
Then his other hand touched the tender pink bud of her anus; he slipped a
finger past the rim of her asshole and slid it inside. She groaned as he
probed her, front and back. 

"Reed,” she gasped. “I need it! I need it now!” 

In her desperation, she didn’t wait for him to respond. She tore herself
from his embrace and threw her thighs across his chest. Straddling his
shoulders, she stared down at him with pleading eyes. Her pussy slid
across his chest, hot and wet on his smooth skin. Grinning up at his wife,
Reed put his hands on her ass cheeks and pulled her toward his waiting
mouth. 

Guided by her insatiable need rather than any conscious thought, Sue
arched her back until the back of her head rested against the mattress.
Thrusting her hips forward, she pressed her tender pussy against his face,
savoring the sensation of his tongue as it slipped inside. She didn’t know
if Reed could even breathe with his face embedded in her cunt, and she
didn’t really care. All she could think of was how good it felt to have
him eating her; the warm, wet tongue probing her, the feel of his face
between her thighs, the way his hair tickled her stomach. 

"Eat me, Reed. I want to feel your tongue all the way inside of me!” 

Reed attacked her clit without mercy. The sweet aroma of her passion was
overwhelming. He wrapped his lips around her love bud and sucked it, his
tongue flicking across it simultaneously. Susan cried out, unable to
withstand the assault. She pressed even tighter against him, her slit red
and swollen with her arousal. He ran his tongue over her cuntlips, tasting
her tangy juices. Then, without warning, he plunged it into the burning
depths of her love tunnel. 

Susan felt something stirring beneath her, and smiled as Reed’s cock began
to grow hard. She felt it lengthening beyond its normal seven inches; it
was at least a foot long now. It was yet another side-effect of his
amazing powers. Gasping, she could only lay there as it continued to grow
until it literally wrapped around her body and hovered directly over her
face. She was always amazed when Reed did something like this, no matter
how many times she saw it. 

"Mmmm, that looks good enough to eat.” 

Taking it in her hands, Sue began to stroke it. Her hands slid along the
twisting shaft, warm and pulsating, then worked back toward the purple
head. It quivered at her touch, swelling with his lust. Throbbing
furiously, it seemed to push closer and closer to her mouth with a mind of
its own. After several seconds of gentle stroking, Sue at last began
licking it with slavering enthusiasm. 

Her tongue worked its way along the serpentine length of flesh, causing it
to jerk convulsively. She reached the purple head, where a small drop of
pre-cum rested on the tiny slit. Fascinated by her husband’s cock, she
watched as the thick fluid slowly oozed from it. It dangled from the tip,
and she felt its wetness on her lips. With a single sweep of her tongue,
she scooped it up and swallowed it hungrily. 

Reed groaned as she continued her oral assault. She ran her tongue all
over his cockhead, savoring the way it seemed to pulsate at her every
touch. More and more of his sticky pre-cum dribbled from it, only to be
devoured by her ravenous mouth. Susan felt his hips beginning to rise and
fall beneath her as he worked his cock between her lips. 

Susan’s eyes opened wide in disbelief as she felt Reed’s tongue stretching
to probe the moist depths of her sweet pussy. It continued to swell within
her, as long and thick as any cock, until it filled her completely. Then
he began sliding it back and forth, literally fucking her with his tongue. 

“Oh, fuck!” 

Delirious with pleasure, she sucked as much as his meat into her mouth as
possible. She shivered as it slid across her mouth and touched the back of
her throat. For a moment she was afraid she might gag at its enormous
length, but it passed and she savored the feeling of his cock pushing all
the way into her throat. Closing her eyes, Sue began to suck him with all
of her might, her tongue slithering across the bo. 

Reed tried to keep up with her, but the relentless assault on his
pulsating prick was too much to resist. Abandoning her pussy for the time
being, he concentrated on fucking her face. Sue focused completely on
sucking his cock, intent on coaxing every drop of cum from his balls. 

In desperation, Reed reached down and pushed her mouth even farther along
his shaft. She held still, letting him fuck her face relentlessly.
Oblivious to anything but his growing pleasure, he rammed into her with
mindless fury. 

Sue fought to keep up, but was unable to catch her breath as Reed’s cock
filled her. Her head grew foggy, her vision beginning to blur. Barely
conscious of what was happening, she held on for dear life and prayed that
he would come quickly. 

Her prayers were answered. Reed cried out in sheer pleasure, and she felt
his cock begin to quiver in her mouth. Then it exploded. 

Great gobs of his hot cum filled her mouth. She sucked it down ravenously,
enjoying the salty taste as it slid down her throat. His cock slipped free
of her mouth, and she felt the thick cream splatter across her face.
Gasping for breath, she could only stare in awe as his cock emptied
itself. Great sticky tendrils of cum splashed across her, warm and wet on
her skin. Taking him in her hands once again, she squeezed the last bit of
jizz from his cock. 

"Mmmmm,” she moaned. “You taste so good, baby.” 

Reed seemed to sink into the bed as he came down from his orgasm. His cock
flopped limply across Sue’s face, too tired to continue. She licked the
rubbery shaft, bringing only a feeble quiver in response. A small dollop
of cream oozed from the tip, and she lapped it up. Then it was over. 

"God, I love your cock.” 

Reed groaned in pleasure, his body completely relaxed. He seemed to be
floating on a cloud, and was only beginning to sink back down to earth. He
stroked Sue's beautiful face, his cum smearing on his fingers. Smiling,
Reed felt her tongue working on his hands, licking up the last of his
sticky mess. He sighed with pleasure, completely satisfied and fulfilled. 

Although he was finished, Susan still dangled on the edge of her own
orgasm. Once his euphoria had passed, he remembered the warmth of her on
his tongue. He had left her hanging just as she was beginning to really
heat up. 

How careless of me, he thought. 

He pushed his face into her pussy again, enjoying the musky aroma of her
moist love tunnel. Licking her mercilessly, he began slurping up the hot
juices that flowed from her quivering sweetmeat. Sue groaned softly, her
body beginning to respond as Reed’s tongue brought her closer and closer
to release. 

Susan ground her hips against him, impaling herself on his drooling
tongue. There was no stopping it now; she felt an overwhelming orgasm
building within her, ready to explode at any moment. 

"Oh fuck yeah... that’s it!” she cried, her hands going to her tits. She
squeezed her own nipples in desperation, tossing her head from side to
side. 

"Oh shit! I’m cumming!” She practically screamed the last, slamming herself
against him insanely as her body erupted in ecstasy. The orgasms shuddered
through her quivering body, one after another. 

Reed still didn’t let up. His tongue seemed to caress every part of her
pussy at once. It slid across her clit, sizzling between her thighs. Then
it worked its way all around her slit, from one side to the other, then
from top to bottom, until returning to her clit. She groaned as he
explored her, every second bringing her closer to yet another orgasm. 

"Yes! I'm gonna cum again!” 

Grinding her pussy against his mouth, Sue screamed as her body surrendered
one last time. Her hot love juice smeared all over Reed’s face, leaving
sticky trails from his nose to his chin. Warm and slippery, it felt
incredible as she rubbed her pussy all over his face. 

At last, her body began to relax. She sighed as she eased back onto the
bed. Her legs were tired; she had a feeling they would be pretty sore for
the rest of the day. She also found that she didn’t really care. 

"God, you’re so good at that.” Sue finally spoke when she had caught her
breath. She rolled onto her side, her head resting on Reed’s thigh. Her
hand returned to his cock, which was slowly shrinking to its regular
length. 

Reed chuckled. “Just another perfect conclusion to a brilliantly-designed
plan.” He patted her ass gently, loving the feel of her naked body against
his. “After yesterday’s encounter, I certainly had a lot to live up to.”
Smiling, he relived the memories of his wife on her knees just inside the
front door, sucking him hungrily while their unsuspecting family sat in
the very next room. 

Sue grinned. “Yes, I’d have to say that yesterday did go extremely well.” 

----- 

Johnny Storm awoke at about 10:00, and then only barely. His first thought
was to simply smash the alarm clock and go back to sleep, but he couldn’t
do that. He had places to be. 

He sat up, his legs hanging over the side of the bed, and spent a few
moments staring at the floor. His mind was a jumble, a haze of confused
thoughts and images that just wouldn’t come into focus. He had spent most
of the night drinking; he remembered showing up at the club, but the
details afterward were sketchy. 

Something about a model, he thought. Yeah. He’d gone out with a model, and
things had gotten pretty wild. But that wasn’t it, was it? Something else
had happened. Reeling, he fell back on the bed. He closed his eyes, and it
seemed that he was falling through the bed, through the floor, tumbling to
the streets below. 

"Screw it,” he muttered. Summoning his courage, he got to his feet.
Immediately, the world seemed to shift beneath him, and he staggered. Then
it settled, and he began walking toward the door. 

Johnny didn’t bother to grab a pair of underwear or a shirt. He just threw
a bathrobe over himself and shuffled down the hall. His eyes ached; who
had left all the fucking lights on? 

"Oh, yeah,” he mumbled. “It’s daytime. Forgot about that.” 

He heard voices down the hall, coming from the dining room. His stomach
churned at the thought of breakfast. He didn’t want it - he’d probably end
up spewing it anyway - but he had to try to put something down. 

Sitting at the table, Ben Grimm smiled as he paged through the morning
paper. His blue eyes scanned each headline, looking for an occasional
mention of Yancy Street or an exhibit showing the newest works of Alicia
Masters. It had been too long since he’d spoken to the beautiful blind
sculptress. He found that he missed her desperately. 

As the team's resident powerhouse, Ben was better known as the Thing. Or,
as he was fond of putting it, “The Ever-Lovin’, Blue-Eyed Thing!” Despite
his accomplishments, he was still looked upon by many as a monster. It had
been his misfortune to be transformed into a hulking orange rock-skinned
behemoth by the accident that had given the Fantastic Four their powers. 

Lucky me, he had always thought. Then, he had met Alicia. Of all the
people he had ever met, she had been the best at looking beyond the rocky
surface and seeing the man beneath. Ben adored her for her beauty, her
talent, and her loving heart. 

Boy, did he miss her. 

"Hey, match-stick! Did ya catch the news?” His rough voice echoed through
Johnny’s head. 

"What?” Johnny squinted to read the headline. 

"Human Torch Makes Under-The-Table Deal!” Ben snorted. “Now what in the
name of my Aunt Petunia does that mean?” 

"Jesus Christ,” Johnny groaned. He sat down heavily beside Ben, his head
immediately resting on his hands. “What the hell else could go wrong?” 

Ben chuckled. “Boy, it must have been quite a night for you, huh?” 

Johnny rolled his eyes. “Oh yeah, it was definitely quite a night for me!
And today is starting out just as shitty!” 


A clear, sweet voice rang through the dining room. 

"Is that any way to talk about such a beautiful day, baby brother?” 

Sue stepped into the dining room, and it seemed to brighten immediately.
Like Johnny, she wore a bathrobe. Unlike him, she seemed to shine with a
happy glow. She had just taken a long bath, and her skin was still pink
and slightly damp. She stepped around Ben and opened the refrigerator. 

"Hey, Susie Q. How’s it going?” Ben chuckled. He always loved calling her
that, and he knew that she hated it. 

"It couldn’t be any more perfect, Ben Grimm.” She began looking through the
fully-stocked refrigerator. “Now where could that silly thing be?” 

Johnny looked up just in time to see his sister bend over to check the
bottom shelf. Her robe barely covered her beautiful ass when she was
standing, and he was presented with a perfect view of her rear end as she
rummaged through the bottom of the fridge. That’s when it finally came
together. 

Oh my god. 

Johnny felt his world spinning out of control again. He had come home
after his little episode at the nightclub, and he had found his sister
standing naked on the terrace. And after he had gone to bed, she had
followed. And when she had come into his room... 

She made me fuck her in the ass, he thought. She seduced me, and I fucked
her in the ass. 

He tried not to look, but when Sue stood and looked over her shoulder at
him he could only stare at her stupidly. She leaned down and kissed his
cheek, and Johnny flushed at the feel of her ample cleavage pressed
against his shoulder. 

"Cheer up, baby brother. It’s a beautiful day; life is good!” 

Johnny grunted, embarrassed as he felt an unwanted hardness beneath his
robe. 

Sue smiled. Yesterday had been good, but today was shaping up to be
something really special. 

----- 

Somewhere beyond the known universe, a gateway opened. Slipping through
the opening like some ancient predator, a sinister spacecraft fell into
orbit around a large green planet. At least a mile long and bristling with
weaponry, it seemed to hover above the gleaming sphere like a spider ready
to fall on its helpless prey. 

"We have arrived.” 

The voice was like thunder, deep and menacing. It filled the command
center, echoing off the walls with a sound like great stone doors slamming
shut forever. There was finality in that voice; the promise of death, and
worse. 

The voice held no terror for the woman who stood at the viewscreen. She
gazed at the emerald sphere as it slowly spun beneath them. Nodding, she
turned to face her newfound ally. 

"What is it’s name?” 

Thanos shrugged. “I believe the locals refer to it as Calraxus. For
reasons of expediency, I have always catalogued it as Planet J328-R9-4764.” 

"How poetic,” she sniffed. Her gaze returned to the planet. She studied it
intently, taking in every detail. 

"Is it what you expected?” Thanos stood, observing her every movement.
Since bringing her aboard, he had watched with growing interest as she
adjusted to her new form. Where once she had been a being of eternal life
and seemingly limitless power, now she seemed to have become something
almost human in nature. The fire still burned within her, however. He
respected the threat she represented, although he couldn’t bring himself
to fear it. Death held no fear for him; to Thanos, death was merely the
final glorious end to the monotonous existence that all beings must
endure. 

"I didn’t know what to expect.” She spoke at last, and despite himself,
Thanos felt something stir within him. 

Her beauty was almost beyond belief. She stood over six feet tall, with
long blond hair halfway down her back. Blue-green eyes gleamed beneath her
perfect brow; full red lips hid perfect white teeth. As for her body, she
had lost none of the perfect beauty that had been hers before the
transformation. She had a full, voluptuous figure, and yet she moved with
catlike litheness. Her enormous tits, full and ripe, seemed to defy
gravity. Her waist was tight and flat, giving way to firm hips and a
flawless ass. For the first time in centuries, Thanos felt himself
responding to a woman’s physical form.

"Of course not,” he said at last. “You have never troubled yourself with
the affairs of such insignificant creatures. That is to be commended.” 

He touched a button, and the view changed. Now, they could see individual
beings going about their daily lives, oblivious to the danger that hovered
above them. 

“However, your current situation no longer allows such blessed ignorance.” 

"Ignorance? It was not ignorance, Thanos. I was fully aware of creatures
such as these; I merely made a conscious decision to...” 

"Ignore them.” 

Thanos smiled as she turned away. “You couldn’t concern yourself with
them, for you had your own agenda. And now, you find your memories of that
agenda lost in the mists of oblivion. All those innumerable eons of
searching, and now you have no idea what it was or why you were looking
for in the first place.” 

"You’re very impressive,” she said. “Yet, I have some insight into you as
well, Titan.” She faced him again. 

"Oh? Perhaps you’d care to enlighten me?” 

Thanos stepped toward her. By all the gods, he thought, if I were not so
devoted to my holy cause, I would take this woman for my own! I could
forget my quest, after so many centuries! I could be content with her at
my side! 

But of course, it was impossible. Nothing could sway Thanos of Titan from
his single-minded pursuit of death. Certainly not the beauty of a woman,
no matter how perfect. 

"You know the power that I possess. You can feel it, just beneath the
surface. I know that what you desire above all things is power, and mine
is limitless. Truly, a prize worth any risk.” 

Thanos chuckled. “You seem to have it all figured out, milady.” 

"You also know that in my present form, I am incapable of properly wielding
that power. I must be restored to my true form. This... this vessel of
flesh must be cast aside. Only then will we both have what we seek.” 

Thanos turned away, his hand going to his mouth. Oh, she had all the
answers! Unfortunately, they were for the wrong questions. Yes, he wanted
to unleash her power. He wanted to be there when it happened, because that
was when he would end her life. That was when he would end every life,
sweeping them aside like dust. He would be there to hear the death-rattle
of the entire universe. Then, at last, Thanos would see the realization of
all of his dreams. Then he would finally know peace. 

"Then perhaps we should proceed.” 

He put his hands behind his back, staring straight ahead. He felt her
drawing nearer, and static seemed to crackle at the back of his neck. His
eyes narrowed, waiting for the inevitable jolt of electricity that would
follow. Fighting his compulsion to face her, he found his voice once
again. 

"Do you know what comes next?” 

She turned back toward the monitor. The creatures still moved around like
ants; it was so much easier to think of them as such. 

"Of course.” 

Thanos smiled. At last, he turned. Yes, here was a woman he could learn to
love. And they could be joined forever; forever in oblivion. Thanos swore
it would be so. 

"Then let us proceed.” 

----- 

New York City 
Four Freedoms Plaza 
1345 hours 

"Ben?” The voice called over the com system. 

The Thing looked up from his cards. He held four of kind - tens - and he
knew that was enough for this hand. Johnny sat across from the table,
sorting through his cards in frustration. 

"Yeah, Susie. Whatcha need?” 

"I’ve got a problem here in the hangar. Could you and Johnny give me a
hand?” In the background they heard something crash onto the floor. 

"Shoot.” Ben stood, throwing his cards on the table. “Looks like it’s just
you now, high roller.” 

"That’s okay, Unca Ben,” Franklin Richards said happily. “I can play by
myself for now.” 

Ben smiled at Franklin. He had picked up the game faster than anyone Ben
had ever seen. That was to be expected; his dad was the world’s smartest
man, and Susie wasn’t any slouch. He looked like he was getting his looks
from his mom’s side, and that wasn’t bad either. 

"See ya, squirt.” Ben patted Franklin on the head, mussing his hair.
Franklin giggled, pretending to fight him off. 

"Can we watch ‘Superguy’ when you come back?” Franklin smiled at his
godfather. Ben chuckled. He had seen ‘Superguy’ at least three times a day
for the last six weeks, but Franklin seemed to love it. 

"Sure, buddy. Just gimme a few minutes.” 

Franklin grinned. “You betcha, Unca Ben! I’ll even have some popcorn ready
for you!” 

As Franklin leaped from his chair, Ben and Johnny turned to leave. Johnny
swallowed, his mouth suddenly feeling dry. He had a funny feeling about
this; something in Sue’s voice made the hair on the back of his neck stand
up. 

What the hell are you doing? he thought. Tell him! Tell him before it’s
too late! 

But Johnny said nothing. He just stepped in behind Ben, following him to
whatever fate awaited them. As much as he wanted to spare Ben, it paled in
comparison to his desire to be reunited with his sister. 

"It’ll be okay,” he said to himself. “Everything will be just fine.” 

----- 

Reed arrived at Avengers Mansion just as Ben and Johnny left to find Sue.
He had been in contact with Iron Man concerning some strange readings
discovered during a review of the Avengers’ surveillance files. So far,
they had been unable to decipher them, so they had called in one of their
most brilliant allies to assist. 

Reed hated to leave Four Freedoms. It was a beautiful day, and he had
wanted to spend it with his family. However, he had already scheduled this
meeting, and Iron Man wouldn’t have called him if it wasn’t important. So
he had reluctantly left Sue behind, savoring a last kiss as her hands
massaged his crotch. 

"See you soon,” she had whispered. 

Now he was more determined than ever to solve their little dilemma and get
back to her. He landed the Fantasticar behind Avengers Mansion, setting
down soundlessly just outside the rear entrance. Gathering a small toolkit
he had brought along, he stepped out of the small vehicle and walked
toward the doorway. 

Just as he reached the imposing oak doors, they opened. Reed smiled as
Jarvis, the Avengers’ butler, greeted him. He was immaculately-dressed, as
always, with an air of precision about him. The sensors had alerted him to
Reed’s approach, and he had made it his mission to personally greet every
visitor he possibly could. 

"Good day, Master Richards,” Jarvis said. He bowed slightly, and Reed
nodded. A pleasant smile appeared on the butler’s round face. 

"Hello, Jarvis. It certainly is a good day, isn’t it?” He patted Jarvis on
the shoulder as he entered. 

"Indeed,” Jarvis said. He spoke professionally, but there was a warmth in
his voice. He had always considered it the greatest of honors to serve the
Avengers. The opportunity to meet such world-renowned guests as Reed
Richards was an added benefit. 

"Sir, Iron Man is awaiting your arrival in the Monitor Room. If you’d
follow me, please.” 

Reed stepped in behind Jarvis, admiring the immaculate hallways of the
mansion. Furnishings and decorations from dozens of cultures filled it; of
all the groups on Earth, the Avengers enjoyed the greatest diversity.
Members of their roster had come from nations throughout the world, as
well as other worlds entirely. Some of them, he had heard, even crossed
over from completely different dimensions. Almost every one of them had
left behind some personal effects for the others to enjoy. 

Before he realized it, Reed was standing outside the Monitor Room. Jarvis
smiled at him as the door opened. 

"I will be back in half an hour with refreshments, sir.” 

"Thanks, Jarvis.” Reed nodded and entered the room. 

Iron Man sat with his back to him, examining a small monitor. As the door
closed behind Reed, the Golden Avenger rose from his chair. 

"Hey, Reed. Thanks for stopping by.” He turned, offering his hand to Reed. 

They shook hands, then got down to business. Like Reed, Iron Man was a
genius in many fields of study. Secretly billionaire inventor Tony Stark,
he had been involved in the design and production of literally thousands
of devices. Many of them could be found in Avengers Mansion, in any number
of systems that kept their home running more efficiently. When he had 
discovered the glitch in their systems, and had been unable to isolate the
problem, he had called the only man he knew (besides the occasional
would-be world conqueror) who was more intuitive in electronics than he
was. 

"What have you got?” Reed settled in beside him. 

"Not sure. At approximately 2:00 this morning, there was a massive energy
surge in the area of Manhattan. So far, I haven’t been able to place the
exact time or place, but we’ve combed the city.” 

"Anything?” 

"No. Whatever it was, it didn’t inflict any visible damage. I’m thinking it
wasn’t a direct attack, but perhaps something more subtle.” 

"Do you think it could have been an abduction?” Reed thought back to a time
when he himself had been the victim of a similar occurance. It had been a
close call; he had only just made it back alive, and only then through the
arrival of Eternity, sum of all life in the universe. He didn't wish such
misfortune on anyone. 

"Possibly. We’ve been monitoring all communications within the city,
searching for any sort of missing persons bulletin or ransom demands.” 

Reed looked at the Avenger. His red and gold armor shimmered in the light,
its surface polished and smooth. Even so, Reed could see the way his
friend and ally was moving; he could pick up the tone and inflection of
his voice despite its modulation. 

"You don’t think it was an abduction.” 

Iron Man looked at him. “No. I don’t.” 

----- 

Simon Williams thought he was going out of his mind. 

A being of pure ionic energy, he had served long and well as Wonder Man.
He was one of the most physically powerful beings on the planet, capable
of going toe-to-toe with Thor or the Hulk. There was very little on this 
or any other world that could inflict the slightest damage to his
invulnerable body. 

It was not damage that was being inflicted on him at this particular
moment, however. 

He lay spread-eagle on the bed, his hands and feet tied to the posts with
silk scarves. Ordinarily, he would have been able to break his bonds with
a flick of his wrists. There was something different about these scarves,
however; they more he tried to break free, the weaker he became. It was an
insidious trap. He had been happy to go along with it when Wanda suggested
it. 

Gazing down between his legs, he admired the beautiful woman who straddled
him. Wanda Maximoff, the Avenger known as the Scarlet Witch, fucked
herself on his massive cock. She faced away from him, giving him a good
view of her curvaceous ass and wet pussy. He watched his slab slide
between the glistening lips of her cunt as she slammed against him. 

Wanda’s powers included the ability to affect probabilities. With a
gesture, she could alter the odds of a particular event taking place
through the use of “hexes.” In this case, the hex had placed a sort of
enchantment on him that prevented his escaping until she herself released
him. 

"You like that, don’t you?” she gasped as she continued sliding up and down
on his shaft. “You like watching my pussy on your big cock.” 

Simon could only groan as she took all nine inches of his meat inside of
her. She reached down and took his balls in her hand, squeezing them
gently. Her fingers played across the bottom of his sac, working them
rhythmically as she clenched his cock in her moist depths. 

"Fuck yeah!” he cried. 

He loved it when Wanda let herself go like this. Ordinarily, she was so
reserved, but he had seen her unleash all the passions that boiled within
her. When that happened, she was as wild and crazed as anyone he had ever
known. She practically threw herself at him, not interested in being held
in his arms or being comforted by his words of love. 

All she wanted right now was to be fucked until she couldn’t see straight. 

"You like looking at my ass, too, don’t you?” She looked around at him, a
sultry smile on her face. If Simon’s eyes weren’t already glowing red,
they would have been gleaming with lust. 

"I love your ass!” 

Wanda had one of the most amazing bodies he had ever seen. It was full and 
voluptuous, large round tits hanging like ripe melons from her chest. Her
hips were full and womanly, her legs long and firm. Although he had always
admired her beauty, he had always been drawn to her magnificent ass; his
eyes feasted on it, admiring every soft curve. 

"I know you do, you bad boy!” She stopped fucking him for a moment. “And I
know you’re going to like this!” 

She reached around and produced a large black butt-plug, nearly five 
inches long and almost two across. He looked at it with growing excitement. 

"Here, you get it ready for me!” She pushed it into his mouth as she
continued riding him. He felt kind of strange with a butt-plug jammed in
his mouth, but what else could he do? He began licking it, working up as
much saliva as possible so that it would be nice and slick. 

"Mmmm,” she moaned as she continued riding his cock. It was beginning to
work its magic on her hot pussy, bringing her slowly to orgasm. She fought
it as hard as she could, seeking to prolong the ecstasy for as long as
possible. 

Simon groaned as her quivering pussy engulfed him. He felt himself losing
the battle to contain his pleasure. It wouldn’t be too long at this rate. 

Suddenly, she reached around and pulled the plug from his mouth. Without
slowing or breaking their rhythm, she pushed it against the tender ring of
her anus. Then, with steady pressure, she slid it halfway up her ass. 

"Ooohhh,” she groaned. “That feels so good!” 

Simon could only stare, enthralled, as she fucked herself in the ass with
the butt-plug. She slid it out, her asshole gaping, then pushed it back
inside. It went in a little deeper than before; there were at least three
inches of it in her ass. She had come to the thickest part of it, however,
and it would take a little effort to get it any farther. 

Straining her bowels to open herself as wide as possible, she pushed the
plug completely inside her asshole. It immediately clenched around the
butt-plug, holding it tightly inside. Only the base was still visible. 

"Jesus, Wanda, that's fucking incredible!” Simon gasped. He could barely
speak; his voice quivered with excitement. 

"It feels sooo good.” Wanda sighed. “I’ll bet you wish it was your big,
thick cock in there, don’t you?” 

Simon could only groan with passion. She reached around and spread her
cheeks, giving him an even better view of her ass. He savored it, his eyes
feasting on her beautiful backside. 

Wanda closed her eyes and continued fucking Simon with frantic intensity.
His cock felt so good in her pussy, and now the sensation of her ass being
filled only added to her pleasure. She put a hand on her love mound,
stroking the small patch of fur in time with their rhythm. It was almost
too much for her to withstand; she felt the orgasm building in her leaking
loins. There was no turning back now. 

"Simon! I’m gonna cum!” 

"Come for me, Wanda!” He thrust his hips against her, driving his cock
deeper and deeper into her. “Come all over my cock!” 

"Ah yeah! You fucking bastard!” She threw her head back, her long auburn
hair spilling over her shoulders in great curly waves. 

A bomb seemed to explode somewhere deep inside. She felt herself carried
away on bursts of sheer pleasure, a series of intense orgasms flowing
through her body. Reeling with the sudden rush of ecstasy, she tumbled
forward across his legs. She was unable to continue her furious pounding;
Simon began to pump himself into her, delirious with lust. 

His eyes gleamed as he ravaged her, his cock slipping into the velvet
sheath of her pussy. He watched the plug moving in and out of her asshole
in time with his thrusts. It seemed to slip out slightly each time he
rammed into her, then slid back inside her butt when he pulled back. It
was as if the thing was fucking her in time with his own rhythm. 

Wanda moaned with the sensation of being completely filled. Simon’s cock
was doing wonders for her pussy, bringing her closer and closer to yet
more orgasms. At the same time, the feeling of the butt-plug wedged in her
rectum was unbelievable. As Simon’s thrusts grew more frantic, she felt it
slowly slipping out of her ass. 

Simon was so close, he could feel the scalding cum seething within him. A
truly enormous load churned in his balls, and he wanted nothing more than
to blast every drop of it inside his beautiful lover. 

Suddenly, the butt-plug slid out of her asshole. He watched as it dropped,
warm and sticky, against his stomach. Wanda gasped, one hand going to her
ass. It gaped, open and exposed, unprepared for the plastic probe’s sudden
escape from her body. She began to stroke the pink ring of her asshole,
slipping two fingers inside. Simon could only watch as she fingered her
own ass, then slipped the wet fingers into her mouth. 

"God damn, Wanda. That’s so nasty!” 

She smiled at him. Reaching behind her, she took the butt-plug in her
hand. She brought it to her mouth and began licking it, her tongue sliding
over its slick surface. Then she stuck it in her mouth, and he heard her
moan softly as she sucked on it. 

"Whoa...” 

Without another word, Wanda gripped his pulsating rod and guided it to her
asshole. Simon’s mouth fell open in amazement. He had always dreamed of
this, but he had never summoned the courage to ask. Now, she was taking
the initiative! It was like she had read his mind and discovered his
dirtiest fantasies. 

"Oh fuck!” 

Simon gasped as Wanda’s anus slipped over the head of his cock. He felt it
engulf him, a tight ring of flesh gripping his shaft. Her pussy had been
tight, but this was something else entirely. 

Wanda leaned forward, her hands resting on Simon’s knees. Groaning with
the strain, she pushed her ass farther down his meatstick, savoring the
sensation of it sliding deeper inside her rectum. His cock felt so huge in
her asshole! The butt-plug had relaxed her somewhat, but it couldn’t
compare with the real thing. She closed her eyes, and cried out softly at
the sweet mix of pain and pleasure his tool was giving her. 

Simon was in heaven. He had managed to get seven inches of his cock up her
ass, and was beginning to fuck her slowly. With each stroke, she slid
farther down his slab, working its way deeper and deeper inside. 

Finally, after several exquisite moments of pure pleasure, his cock was
completely embedded in her butt. When she finally came to rest, her ass
against his hips, Wanda sighed contentedly. It had been a struggle, but
she had managed to fit the whole thing in her poop chute. 

"Mmmm, it's so fuckin' big!” 

Simon stared greedily at her. He had done it! He had shoved his cock all
the way up her ass! 

His mind reeled with the sensations that filled it. “You’re so beautiful,
Wanda,” he managed to gasp. 

She laughed softly. With his cock still jammed inside of her, she leaned
across him until her back rested against his body. She turned her face
toward his, and they shared a long kiss. As their tongues probed each
other’s mouths, Simon began to fuck Wanda’s ass with slow, deep strokes. 

Wanda grunted with each thrust of his cock. Tremors of pleasure rippled
through her. She had never felt so completely filled. The fact that she
had surrendered the most secret part of herself to him was intoxicating.
Her mind spun deliriously as she enjoyed the sensation of being reamed by
her lover. 

Her hands went to her pussy, working frantically. With one hand, she
spread the moist lips, and the other began stroking the tender bud of her
clit. Combined with the steady pounding of Simon’s cock, it was
overwhelming. 

"Oh shit! That’s it, Simon! Oh! I’m gonna cum!” 

Simon was spurred on by the sounds of her lust. He pounded her ass like a
battering ram. Her entire body shuddered with the force of his thrusts,
helpless before his power. She continued massaging her clit, desperately
bringing herself to the edge. 

Almost there, she thought. It’s almost there... 

"Simon! Oh fuck! I’m cumming! Cumming...” 

Her voice little more than a hoarse whisper, Wanda cried out as her body
erupted. She gripped the sides of the bed, her fingers digging into the
mattress in desperation as she came. Almost immediately, she felt another
orgasm sweep through her, and she cried out in sheer pleasure. 

As Wanda moaned softly, her body pressed against his, Simon felt the
inevitable onset of his own orgasm. He fought for control, holding out for
as long as possible while he continued fucking her ass. Fighting it,
trying to prolong the pleasure for as long as possible, he looked into
Wanda’s dark brown eyes. 

"Cum for me, Simon. Cum in my ass!” 

That was all he could stand. With a shout of triumph, Wonder Man slammed
his cock up her ass one last time and fired his load deep inside. He
blasted into her, great gobs of it, filling her bowels with his sticky
cream. She squeezed his cock with her asshole, sending jolts of pleasure
through him. Finally, when it seemed that he would never stop coming, he
moaned softly and was finished. 

Wanda teased him, reaching beneath her to gently stroke his balls. They
trembled at her touch, and she felt a small tremor in his cock. He kissed
her, his mouth moving over her face, making its way to hers. She met his
kiss, and they lay there for several minutes, enjoying the feel of their
naked bodies drenched in the sweat of their passion. 

----- 

"Susie?” 

Ben’s voice echoed through the hangar. They strode past an assortment of
aircraft Reed had designed for various environments. Most were still weeks
away from flight tests; Ben had insisted on going over them one at a time
before they were cleared. In fact, he was planning on getting to it today
after spending some time with Franklin. 

"Over here, boys.” They turned toward the sound of her voice. 

Stepping around a large array of computer terminals, the Thing saw his
beautiful team-mate standing beside the new Pogo Plane. Reed had increased
its thrust-to-weight ratio considerably, and Ben had been most impressed
by its performance. It had been cleared for further usage; why was Susie
even down here? 

Johnny stepped behind him, hands jammed into the pockets of his bathrobe.
When Ben glanced at him, he just shrugged and looked at his feet. 

"What’s goin’ on, Susie Q?” 

Sue smiled at him. Ben’s eyes flicked to the tight cut-off shorts she was
wearing, and the T-shirt that barely contained her ample breasts. He
didn’t really want to be ogling his best friend’s wife - especially with
her little brother standing right beside him. But she was so damn sexy... 

"Not much, Ben.” She wiped sweat from her brow with a small towel. “I just
realized that there was some equipment down here that could stand a closer
examination. You’re the expert, after all.” 

"Huh?” Ben was puzzled. What was she talking about? He had inspected this
place from top to bottom already. It was all top-of-the-line. 

"Why don’t you two come over here and give me a... hand?” 

Despite his reputation as being thick-headed, Ben was actually pretty
quick to figure out something was wrong. He had an intuition into those
sorts of things; a kind of buzzing, almost like an alarm going off. 

He thought he heard some bells ringing right now. He also thought Johnny
knew more than he let on. 

"All right, just what the blazes is goin’ on around here?” If this is some
kinda joke, he thought, it ain’t funny. He crossed his arms and glanced
back and forth between his team-mates. Johnny’s face was red; he knew what
was up, all right! 

"What’ve you two got up yer sleeves, match-stick?” He turned toward Johnny.
The younger man shrunk back, his eyes going to Sue. 

"Nothing! It’s not my idea! She’s the one!” 

Sue put her hands behind her back and stepped closer to him. Ben noticed
with some embarrassment that her nipples were obviously hard and erect,
poking against her shirt. His face, despite being covered with thick
orange rocks, reddened at the unexpected knowledge. 

"What’s wrong, Ben?” Sue was now standing less than a foot from him. She
reached out and ran her fingers across the rocky surface of his arm. He
flinched at her touch; tingles of electricity seemed to pass through her. 

"S-Susie, wha... what are you doin’?” He stammered, unable to form the
words properly. His mouth gaped, his tongue thick and dry. He couldn’t
seem to catch his breath. 

"Just doing what comes naturally, Ben.” She put her hands on him, rubbing
small circles against his massive chest. When she felt his heart pounding
deep inside, she smiled and placed her ear against it. 

She’s my best friend’s wife she’s my best friend’s wife she’s my... 

"Relax, big guy,” she said. “You’re gonna pass out.” 

He put a hand on her shoulder. She tensed; it would take almost no effort
on his part to shove her away. If she had pushed too hard, too fast, this
would be the point where he pushed back. She waited for his rebuttal.
Behind him, she saw Johnny’s eyes widen. This is it; one way or another,
there’s no turning back. She prepared for the massive hand to send her
tumbling to the floor. 

Instead, his fingers closed on her shoulder and he pulled her closer. Sue
smiled in triumph. 

Ben’s brain was on fire. He couldn’t believe what he was doing. He was
being seduced by his team-mate - his best friend’s wife, at that! For a
moment, his mind cleared, and he felt ashamed at being taken so easily.
Then he looked down at Sue’s lovely face, a smile spreading across it, and
surrendered to his lust. 

Sue kissed his chest, her soft lips grazing the tough surface of his rocky
hide. He shuddered at her touch; despite its near-invulnerability, his
skin was still quite sensitive to touch. Her kisses tickled his chest; Ben
shuddered each time her lips grazed across him. She slid her tongue
between the cracks in his rocky hide. He groaned at the wet caress. 

"All right, ya blamed idjit!” He turned toward Johnny. “How long have you
known about this?” 

Johnny smiled. “Honestly, Ben, this was all Sue’s idea. I was just along
for the ride.” 

"Well, why don’t you come over here and get a little more involved, baby
brother?” Sue licked her lips and grinned at him. Johnny shuffled over to
stand beside Ben. He felt pretty embarrassed to be standing there. He
couldn’t imagine Ben fucking anyone, let alone his sister! 

Suddenly, she dropped to her knees before them. Ben groaned. It had been
so long, and it had been even longer since anyone had done... that. 

Sue gripped the waistband of his dark blue trunks and began sliding them
down his thighs. Gazing up at her friend and team-mate, she felt a surge
of excitement. She had often wondered what Ben was like... down there. It
had always been a source of curiosity, but she had never considered
actually inspecting him personally. It would have been improper to even
consider trying. 

Of course, she had become somewhat liberated since then. Now, there was
very little that she considered ‘improper.’ 

She yanked Ben’s trunks down to his knees, and his massive slab stood as
straight as some ancient stone monument. It was nearly a foot long, and
very thick. She took it in her hands, studying the look and feel of it.
His cock seemed to be composed of solid rock, with a few cracks and
crevices here and there. The head was a deeper orange than the rest of it,
but was composed of the same material. A thin slit at the center of the it
completed the picture. All in all, it was a fully functional cock that
just happened to be covered with an orange rock-like surface. 

His balls dangled beneath it like two large stones, each as big as a man’s
clenched fist. Sue smiled and ran her fingertips over them. Ben groaned at
her touch - they were just as sensitive as the rest of him. 

"Oh please,” he gasped. 

"Anything you say, stud,” Sue murmured. She ran her tongue along the base
of his cock, slowly stroking it with one hand at the same time. With her
other hand, she caressed his balls firmly but gently. 

"Oh Susie!” Ben groaned softly. His hands went to the back of her head.
“It’s better than I ever dreamed!” 

Sue giggled. His voice trembled with passion, an unrequited passion that
was at least satisfied. He had always found her attractive, and had envied
Reed even before they were married. It was his deep sense of honor and
loyalty that had prevented him from even considering any sort of intimate
relationship with her. 

Even honor and loyalty couldn’t stand against her merciless assault,
however; she had decided she wanted him, and nothing he did would stand in
her way. 

Continuing her seduction, she ran her tongue along the length of his cock.
When she came to the head, she licked it like a lollipop. Ben shuddered,
and the first drops of thick fluid oozed from his cock. Immediately, Sue
wrapped her lips around the crown, swirling her tongue around it. Her
hands continued their wicked efforts, simultaneously pleasuring his cock
and balls even as her mouth slowly began to engulf his shaft. 

Johnny still stood there, watching with growing interest as his sister
sucked his friend’s monstrous cock. She reached out and, slipping a hand
beneath his robe, grabbed his own throbbing member. She began stroking it,
teasing it with her fingers. Ben looked at Johnny, and put an arm around
him. Johnny grinned sheepishly up at him. 

"I never knew you had it in you, kid.” 

"Yeah," Johnny said sheepishly. "Well, neither did I.” 

Ben laughed, shaking his head. For the first time, Johnny thought things
might actually turn out okay after all. 

Then, Ben gasped as her lips slid over his cockhead. His hips flexed
involuntarily, and his cock slipped into her mouth. He felt the
unbelievable pleasure of her tongue slithering across the underside of his
meat, allowing her to suck more and more of him into her. 

His cock pressed against the back of her throat, and she struggled to fit
even more of it in her mouth. Ben began to feel the first signs of his
oncoming orgasm building in his loins. 

Sue sucked on him hungrily, her eyes closed in concentration. She had 
never seen a cock as big as Ben’s, let alone tried to suck it. Reed’s was
longer - when he wanted it to be - but even so, it wasn’t nearly as thick.
It was everything she could do to keep from gagging on its enormous girth.
She worked her slavering mouth along it, silvery trails of spit dangling
from her chin. 

"Oh god Susie! I can feel it! I'm gonna cum!” 

Abruptly, she stopped sucking him. Sliding her lips from his cock, she
smiled wickedly up at him. Ben’s breathing was short, ragged. He looked at
her, his eyes pleading for her to continue, to grant him the release he
craved so badly. 

"Not yet, Benjamin.” 

She turned to Johnny, and he stepped forward. Her mouth devoured his cock,
and he hissed with desire. His knees tried to give out, but Ben continued
to hold him steady. Grateful for his friend’s presence, he focused all of
his attention on the fantastic work his sister’s mouth was performing on
his rod. 

Susan found herself growing more and more aroused at the double seduction
she had performed. Even as she sucked and stroked her brother’s cock, she
reached down to feel the dampness between her legs. It felt good to be
touching herself here, before the hungry eyes of her team-mates. They
could share in her pleasure, even as she shared in theirs. 

Johnny gripped the back of her head and increased the speed of his
thrusts. Sue felt his balls bouncing off her chin, felt the soft hair on
them tickling her. He was grunting in time with his thrusts, his breathing
coming in quick bursts. 

"Oh god!” 

Sensing his eminent surrender, Sue doubled her efforts. Her mouth ravished
his quivering cock, and before he knew what was happening, Johnny came.
Clenching his teeth, Johnny fired his load into his sister's hungry mouth.
She swallowed it, draining the hot cream from his cock before swallowing
every drop. 

He whined with pleasure as she sucked him, his body completely overwhelmed
with passion. Her mouth was driving him insane; she refused to release him
until she was completely satisfied. And she wasn't satisfied until she
had devoured every last drop of his salty cum. 

"Jesus, sis!" Johnny gasped. "You’re fucking amazing!” 

Finally, she withdrew her mouth from his meat. Smiling up at him, she
enjoyed one last taste of his delicious dick. Then she spun around to face
Ben again. She saw the lust in his eyes; he was out of his mind with his
desire for her. Her own arousal only continued to increase as she took his
cock back into her mouth. 

"Yessss,” he groaned. 

Johnny looked at them, dazed and content, as his sister sucked Ben’s cock
with renewed vigor. Her efforts were definitely paying off; Ben moaned and
whined with pleasure, his eyes closed with concentration. He fought to
stave off the orgasm for as long as possible, craving as much of Sue’s
attention as possible. 

Inspired by her team-mate’s desperate cries, Sue increased the pace of her
sucking. Ben assisted her by thrusting his cock into her mouth, fucking
her face relentlessly. Her hands worked wildly over her pussy, her own
orgasm inevitable. 

Ben had fought for as long as he could, but there was no stopping it. He
threw his head back and, with a shout that rattled every window in the
hangar, fired his load into her mouth. Thick jets of creamy cum spurted
down her throat, only to be replaced by still more. All the tension that
had accumulated for so long in Ben Grimm’s body was suddenly released in a
great rush of ecstasy, and it was more than Sue could possibly contain.
Cum flowed from her mouth, oozing across her chin and dribbling over her
tits. It gushed from his cock in great streamers, thick white gobs of it
splashing over her. She licked it off her chin, tasting the saltiness of
it as it slid over her tongue. 

"It’s slobberin’ time,” Ben grunted. He staggered and fell to his knees. 

Her face and tits smeared with his cum, she continued fingering herself.
She felt so dirty, covered with his sticky seed, her mouth still filled
with the taste of it. Wet gobs of cum dribbled from her nose, her chin;
it pooled in the deep crease of her cleavage. It dripped onto the floor
in sticky trails; there seemed to be no end to it. It was more than she
could withstand. Her mind filled with the taste, the smell, the feel of
his cum, and she finally succumbed to her probing fingers. 

Shouting with pleasure, Sue shuddered as her body at least achieved
orgasm. Her fingers worked on her clit, bringing her off again and again.
Ben and Johnny watched, fascinated, as she collapsed on the floor in a
quivering mass. They looked at each other and smiled. 

"I think Susie needed that almost as bad as I did,” Ben said. 

"Yeah, well, I never got a chance to get her off yesterday,” Johnny
grunted. “I got her in the ass.” 

Ben looked at his junior partner. “You sick little bastard.” He chuckled
as Johnny’s face went red again. 

"Fuck you.” Johnny said, smiling. 

Sue giggled as they argued playfully. They all relaxed in the pleasant
afterglow of their act. Ben sat beside Sue, while Johnny leaned against a
nearby computer console. After a few minutes, Johnny finally looked at
her. 

“Sue?” 

She turned to him, eyes half-closed in contentment. “Yes, lover?” 

He cleared his throat. “Uh, what about Reed?” 

Ben glanced at Johnny, then at Sue. She only smiled and patted him on the
head. 

"Reed doesn’t need to know anything. It’ll be our little secret.” 

They looked at each other, then Johnny shrugged. “Hey, if you guys don’t
have a problem with it, then it’s cool with me!” 

Susan stood and stretched her tired body. “In fact, I just had a really
good idea. I think it might solve all of our problems.” 

Leaving her curious team-mates, she made her way to the com center. This
should be very interesting, she thought. Very interesting indeed. 

----- 

New York City
Avengers Mansion
1620 hours

“I have to admit, I’m completely stumped.” 

Iron Man sighed. “That’s not what I wanted to hear, Reed.” 

Reed shook his head. “I’m sorry, Iron Man. I realize you had pinned your
hopes on me.” 

“It’s okay, Reed. We’ll just keep trying. I’ll have the computers continue
analyzing the files. Maybe they’ll turn something up.” Despite his words,
Iron Man’s voice didn’t sound hopeful. 

“Hmmm. Perhaps you could transfer a copy of the file to Four Freedoms. By
doubling our efforts, perhaps we could...” 

"You got it, Reed.” Iron Man was happy to have any sort of hope, no matter
how small. 

“Well, I really should be getting back home. Sue will be wondering if I’ve
lost my way.” 

Iron Man nodded. “Okay. I’ll walk you out.” 

As they made their way toward the back door, the two heroes met Jarvis. He
had removed his jacket, and wore a large white apron. A large feather
duster was in one hand, a cordless phone in the other. When he saw Reed 
approaching, he called out. 

“Master Reed, you have a phone call.” 

“Thanks, Jarvis.” He took the phone. “Hello?” 

“I’m so horny." A voice, sultry and breathless, whispered. "I need your
cock.” 

“Sue?” 

“Mmmm hmmmm.” 

“Uh, hi.” 

“I want it now.” 

“Well, that’s great, darling. I’ll be there in a few minutes.” 

Iron Man and Jarvis watched as he struggled to maintain his composure. He
could feel the heat as blood rushed to his face, and he was pretty sure
that he was sweating as well. 

“I’m not waiting. I’m playing with my pussy right now.” She groaned, and
he heard the wet sound of something sliding in and out of her moist depths.

“Oh, that’s fine, Sue. Just fine.” He felt an uncomfortable snugness in
his pants. If I don’t get out of here now, I’ll never live this one down,
he thought. 

“It sure is. And it’s waiting for you.” 

“Okay. Well, I’ll be right there.” 

“Before you come,” she said, pausing for effect, “could you do me one itsy
bitsy little favor?” 

“Sure I can. Just name it.” 

She sighed. “Well, I’ve really been wanting to invite some of our friends
over for a little shindig... I was thinking day after tomorrow, maybe
7:00... and I was just thinking that, since you were already there...” 

“Oh. Yes. Of course. Sure!” He smiled. “I’ll be sure to tell them.” 

“Make sure they invite everybody! I don’t want anyone to feel left out.”
She moaned softly, her breathing quick and shallow. “Oh, Reed, I’m gonna
cum!” 

“I’ll be right there! Don’t move!” He turned the phone off, handed it to
Jarvis, and looked at Iron Man. 

“Party! Our place! Day after tomorrow! Seven sharp! Bring friends!” 

He rushed through the doorway. As Iron Man and Jarvis watched in
amazement, he leaped into the Fantasticar. Fumbling with the controls, he
finally got it started. Looking around, he lifted off and sped toward Four
Freedoms Plaza. 

When he was gone, the two men looked at each other. For a moment, they
were speechless. Then they burst into laughter. Shaking his head, Iron Man
shut the door. 

“Good luck, buddy.” 

----- 

Described as the “Jewel of the Universe” by millions of visitors who
enjoyed its beauty every year, Calraxus was well-known for the hospitality
and luxury that it provided. The Calraxians were regarded by many as one
of the friendliest and most gracious races in the galaxy, willing to share
the bounties of their world with all their fellow beings throughout the
universe. 

It was an irresistable target. 

The shattered remnants of the planet Calraxus were swept aside in the
destructive waves that ravaged its surface. A few scattered groups had
managed to lift off from the dying world, but Thanos had merely
annihilated them from the command deck of his battle cruiser. There would
be no survivors singing odes to the memory of Calraxus. 

The planet shuddered in its death-throes. Whatever had been at its core
had burnt out. The entire planet began to crumble, until there was only a
dense cloud of debris left. The entire event had taken just over twenty
hours, and Thanos had observed it from start to finish. It was the closest
thing to pleasure he had felt for some time. 

“Fare thee well, lovely Calraxus. You died for a noble cause.” 

A brilliant flicker of light emerged from the ruined world. It hovered
over the tumbling debris, as if admiring its handiwork, then began to move
toward the ship. As it grew closer, the intensity of its light became
apparent. The command deck flared with the light of a supernova; Thanos
put a hand over his eyes to shield them. 

“Not so bright, gods damn you!” 

The light dimmed instantly. When his eyes finally cleared, Thanos stood
face-to-face with his newfound ally. She stood before him imperiously,
hands on her hips. Her eyes gleamed hungrily at him, and a thin smile
spread across her face. 

Thanos felt something stir within him. It was becoming a more common
occurrence, and he should have been concerned. There was no place in his
heart for such base emotions. 

“Did you enjoy that?” he asked. 

It seemed to take a moment for her to notice he had spoken. For the first
time since her rebirth, the power within seemed to fill her completely. It
was intoxicating, a sensation that other beings would describe as
orgasmic. With no knowledge of sexual pleasure, she would have no response
to this. To her, it was merely a taste of the life she had once known. 

“Yes. As, I suspect, did you.” 

Thanos nodded. “It was a spectacle worthy of the gods. Judgment day has
come for Calraxus, and the sentence has been delivered. Let the stars
mourn their lost child.” 

“Does death always make you wax poetic, Titan?” She observed him with some
amusement. In their brief time together, she had seen Thanos exhibit true
emotion only when they had discussed their plans. Then, however briefly,
she had seen the true depth of his feelings. 

“That it does,” he said. As he turned to the viewscreen, the shattered
fragments of Calraxus tumbled through space. “And this was merely the next
line in a poem that will tell the fate of the universe itself. When it is
finally complete...” 

He looked at her. She returned his gaze, and they felt something pass
between them. 

“There will be none left to hear it.” she sighed. “Unfortunate.” 

Thanos smiled. “Perhaps. But it will be... glorious.” 

“Then let us proceed, Thanos. Let us write the next line of your poem
together.” 

Space folded around them, and in an instant they were gone. 

End Chapter One