Sue wandered into her alter-ego’s S&M playroom, taking
in the lurid sights around her. Part of her wanted to draw back in horror but
another part, a growing part, saw it all as familiar and pleasurable. She
looked at the mixture of fear and lust in the expectant eyes of the various sex
slaves who cowered in their cages, and savored the power she felt at being
able to inspire such feelings.
Incredibly, she could even picture dim memories of the
perverted activities she had enjoyed in this room. How was that possible? She
might have swapped physical space with her alternative self, but how could their
minds be joined? Was it possible that there was some force at work, trying to
correct the sudden anomaly in this other reality? If that was true, was the
same thing happening to her other self?
She would have to ask Reed. He’d know, and he’d probably be
able to find a way to send her back. But what if this world’s Reed didn’t want
to help? Or couldn’t find a way? What if she was stuck here?
Again, this caused a mixture of conflicting emotions to
course through her. One part almost panicked at the horror of the idea. The
other half reveled in the possibilities such a dark new world could offer her.
All the dark and forbidden pleasures she could never allow herself to enjoy
back in her own boring reality. She burned with a terrible jealousy as she
senses some of the many wicked delights her un-married alter-ego was able to experience
on a daily basis…
But no! She mustn’t give in to that way of thinking! If
there was some force that was trying to twist her into this reality’s version
of herself, she had to fight it! She had to stay her old self long enough to get
Reed to help her. In a little while. She would just explore a bit more first.
As she had been musing over all this, she’d moved around the
room and found herself standing in a wardrobe area festooned with a glorious
variety of fetish wear. Almost as if in a dream, Sue began removing her
Fantastic Four uniform and eyed a shiny black latex cat-suit with growing
excitement. Then she looked across at a cabinet that she knew contained a
selection of drugs, developed by this world’s Reed. Somehow she knew they
caused incredible sexual euphoria but had no addictive properties. There was
also a variant of Viagra which meant she could keep her male sex slaves erect
and eager for hours and hour of fucking…
The resistant part of herself fell silent as Sue zipped herself
into the skin-tight cat-suit and stood admiring the way her fabulous body
looked sheathed in gleaming black latex. She was a fetish goddess. Smiling, she
turned and walked sexily towards the drugs cabinet. There was no rush to get
back to her own reality. No rush at all…