Doom let the machine run for a few more minutes and observed that Sue’s body grew still. He deactivated the device and the helmet rose from her head with a hiss. Underneath, the beautiful face of “Suzanne” was revealed again. Her eyes were closed and she had a faint smile on her lips.
“Well, Mrs Richards, how do you feel now?” asked Doom.
“Fuck that Mrs Richards shit.” she replied with a sneer. “I’ve been the dutiful wife and mother for far too long. There’s a whole world of naughty fun to be had out there, and I’ve been wasting myself on that bendy faggot. I need to make up for lost time.”
“Interesting. And how will you begin?”
“I think I’ll get some naughty little tattoos and piercings. That should send the message that I’ve had a small change of perspective.”
“And what will your husband say when he sees his demure wife suddenly sporting such…adornments?”
“Who cares? He doesn’t own me and if I decide I want a new look, that’s my decision. He’ll just have to live with it. Anyway, I’m sure the biggest brain on Earth can come up with a way to remove some tattoos if he really puts his mind to it.”
“And after you’ve…redecorated yourself?”
“I’m going to start indulging in all the nasty pleasures that I’ve been denying myself all these years, but secretly hungered for. I think it will amuse me to pretend that I’m still faithful to Reed, but behind his back I’m going to start sucking and fucking the cock of every bad boy that takes my fancy. And I’m going to need a LOT of cock.” She smiled up at him, and then made a show of shifting her gaze down to his crotch and licked her lips suggestively.
Then she looked up at him again. “I want to experiment with drugs too. Before you expanded my horizons, I would have found the idea repugnant. But I need to feel the kinds of pleasure they can give me. I believe fucking on Ecstasy is quite an experience. I’m going to find out.”
Doom shook his head in mock disapproval. “Such sordid desires, but I should have guessed that the old Susan Storm’s veneer of sophistication and respectability was masking a dark, seething pit of depravity. It seems that the more virtuous a person is, the more wicked their dark side becomes.”
She gave him a wicked smile, and purred, “Ohh, you’d better believe it, baby.”
“As amusing as it might be to see you reduce yourself to a drug addled slattern, I think it would be better to keep you in health and beauty, so I will provide you with an elixir that will protect you from the addictive properties of drugs. In some cases it will even enhance the narcotic effects. So you can indulge without worry.”
She wrinkled her nose and giggled. “You just think of EVERYTHING, don’t you Vic?”
“Indeed. Now, I have just one more small procedure to perform before I release you.” He called up the display again and hit various controls. The chair hummed around Sue for a few seconds, then she saw a readout appear in front of Doom which read, “TRANSFER COMPLETE”.
Doom spoke over his shoulder to the shadowy area behind him. “Come forth, my beauties.”
Out of the shadows appeared three identical blondes, each with the same beautiful face. It took only a second for Sue to realise she was looking at three perfect duplicates of herself! Doom hit a control and the restraints on the chair slid back. Sue smiled and stretched like a cat, the beautiful body of “Suzanne” stretching deliciously in its shiny latex casing.
“Well,” she said. “I don’t think I’ll be needing this disguise any more. It was a way for me to indulge my naughty little fantasies, but thanks to you, I can now do that just as well as myself!” She hit a control on a concealed wrist bracelet, and the appearance of Suzanne shimmered like a mirage for a second, before being replaced with her own beautiful features, which now wore a wickedly seductive expression. She still wore the outfit of the slutty latex stripper.
She eyed Doom and the duplicates lustfully. “Now, let the fun begin.”
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