“But Mr. Hatter, sir, I don’t wanna go to work!” Alice shouted petulantly as she stood in front of a full-length mirror in what used to be her and Mr. Fantastic’s bedroom. She was completely nude and was running her hands up and down her toned body as she drank in her sexy reflection.
“I understand completely, my dear Alice! Work is awfully dull, but I’m afraid we need to utilize all of the WONDERful resources that the Fantastic Four can offer us. Fantastic Four Inc. is at the top of that list. So I’m sorry to say that you must pretend to be your old self. But only for a little while,” Jervis Tetch explained from his seat on the large king-sized bed that he, Alice and Cheshi had all shared the night before.
“But I hate her so!” Alice complained, staring at her reflection and soaking in her large, manic eyes and the disgusted look on her face.
“Oh, come now,” the Hatter urged, rising up behind her. He made his way over to the corrupted heroine and brushed her hair away from from her dainty neck. The villain whispered in her ear, “You mustn't be too hard on Sue. After all, without her I could never have created you, my masterpiece of madness! And she was not entirely without her charms.”
The Mad Hatter leaned into kiss her neck and although Alice felt like holding her ground on not wanting to be Susan Storm-Richards ever again, his mental conditioning was too strong for the corrupted heroine. Instinctively she leaned back into his loving embrace and allowed him to ravage her neck. All the while, however, she kept frowning like a spoiled child on the brink of a tantrum despite how good his touch felt.
Finally, she had enough and she gasped out, “Deep down you prefer her, don’t you? If you liked Little Miss Priss so much then why didn’t you just take her?”
The former Sue Storm took both of his hands and brought them up to her bare tits and he began to knead and massage her soft globes. She whined out in desperate desire and need as she became hotter and hotter for the crazed villain, “How could she have resisted a magnificent specimen of manhood like yourself? One look at that massive top hat of yours would have had that silly woman’s head spinning!”
The Hatter sneered and suddenly spun her around. He gripped the former heroine by the chin and tilted her head so they were staring intensely into one another’s manic eyes. He then hissed out, “Listen to me and listen good. I don’t want her. I want you. I’ve always wanted you, dearest Alice! That’s why I brought you forward into our future Wonderland and locked her away forever inside your pretty little crazed head.”
To punctuate his statement, the Hatter brought his hand up to Alice’s forehead and gave it a hard flick with his finger. This caught her off guard and she flinched for a second at being suddenly struck in the head but then a big, toothy grin filled her face and her eyes lit up with mad glee. She then burst out in a fit of high-pitched lunatic-like laughs.
After some time, Alice’s insane giggles faded and she smiled a deranged, love-sick grin at Jervis Tetch. There was the same manic spark to her eyes, and along with it came a conniving grin on her face.
“Alright, Mr. Hatter,” Alice cooed out lovingly. She moved so her lips were mere inches away from his, “I’ll play along with your little game. I’ll be Suzie and fool everyone at that silly little business of hers. On just one condition.”
“Anything,” he grinned.
“I would like a private tea party between just the two of us. Who knows where it will lead,” Alice husked and gave him a hot, knowing look. It was the Hatter’s turn to laugh maniacally at her request, before he pulled her in roughly and sealed their deal with a kiss.
Alice’s big blue eyes stared madly into his own as her tongue thrust deep into his mouth. The former heroine attacked his face like the deranged woman she had become, and Tetch could only moan as he felt her dexterous tongue entwining with his own. It darted like a viper as it probed deeply into his mouth and he felt the tip flicking at his tonsils. He marveled at the carnal skills that had been unleashed in Susan Storm since he’d started warping her mind. This wasn’t for the first time, and most certainly wouldn’t be the last! Since becoming Alice she had exhibited skills and techniques that a seasoned whore or porn star would envy.
Had she always had this in her or had had his corrupting devices and subliminals unleashed all of this within her?
He was guessing that she had never used this skills before, based on her and Reid Richards’s loving but oh-so boring relationship as husband and wife. Her closed his eyes the perverted villain imagined the uninhibited sex that her deep-seeded depraved carnal skills, mixed with his ability to bend and stretch his body in any form could have produced, but oh no. The so-called Mr. Fantastic was clearly a prude and had clearly forced his prudish nature on his beautiful wife.
Now it was he that had given her the freedom to explore all of the carnal delights that she had been fantasizing about for years, and the mere thought that it was he who had unleashed that within her caused him to double his efforts.
His mind drifted back to the night before. She had shown him many other exquisite tricks she could perform with her talented tongue. His cock strained against the inside of his garish checkered pants at the sense memory of that snake-like tongue lapping up and down his full length. She lovingly licked every inch of him, and as she did, his Alice turned her attention to his asshole with her index finger. Hatter’s eyes rolled into the back of his skull at the thought…
“Ahem,” came the voice from the bedroom doorway and both Alice and the Mad Hatter stopped their passionate makeout session and whipped their heads in the direction of the sound. Both of their crazed eyes blazed with a fiery fury at being interrupted.
“Oh, we are soooo, soooo sorry Master and Mistress for interrupting you,” purred Cheshi. She stood in nothing but a pair of pink and purple-stripped opera gloves and thigh-high boots with a dramatic seven-inch heel that forced her feet so they were almost pointed straight down. The rest of her sexy body was on full display. Her own round, manic eyes suddenly looked frightened at the menacing glares her two lovers from the night before were shooting her and her glossy purple lips suddenly fell in an intimidated pout. Finally, she peeped out, “But, um, Master Hatter told us to make sure sweet sweet Alice was to get dressed as that that nasty Susan at 7:30.”
She then held up a ticking pocket watch and both Alice and the Mad Hatter could see that it was 7:30.
The Hatter sighed and then held up a hand, “Quite right, my delightful Cheshire Puss! It wouldn’t do to be late, late, late, now would it? Don’t worry, Alice. We can pick up where we left off after you get back from your outing from the offices of Fantastic Four Inc!”
“It it time for dress up?” Alice asked, and smiled over to Cheshi as the frisky feline minced her way into the room.
“Why yes it is,” the Hatter said and made his way to the closet. He quickly returned with a business suit and skirt set and held them up for Alice to see.
Alice’s eyes lit up with absolute horror, and Cheshi’s hands shot up to her cheeks and she too gasped out in utter revulsion. The former Invisible Woman clenched her fists and stomped her foot and cried out, “It’s not latex! Oh, how dreadfully boring! This is going to be no fun at all!”