Title

Post-Coital discoveries...

by Gorel
Storyline Susan Storm; New Species
Characters Fantastic Four Invisible Woman
Category Marvel Transformation Rapid Pregnancy
Previous Chapter Sue's feeling fine. Maybe too fine.

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She couldn’t go to sleep, not after what happened. She should have felt exhausted after giving her and Reed the best night of their lives, even their tenth anniversary couldn’t compare to what she did with Reed an hour ago. Sitting up from the bed, Susan looked down at her bare hands. They were normal; smooth skin with well manicured nails. But she remembered that before Reed interrupted her, she had translucent scaly skin with talons. Standing to her bare feet, Susan looked back at the bed to find Reed sleeping soundly, nearby their alarm clock showed 3am.

 

Making her way back to the washroom, she picked up the shirt she hid from Reed, tossed in the shower stall out of sight. Picking it up she examined the holes at the back and looked back at herself in the mirror, finding her familiar face staring back at her with silky blonde hair, blue eyes and smooth complexion. Gripping the bathroom sink, Susan closed her eyes and relaxed herself, when she exhaled, she could feel her skin change. The spines on her arms and back jutted out of her, yet none of it seemed painful, almost naturally. Her nails grew to points and already she could feel the squirming sensation of her hair tentacles wriggle on her scalp. Opening her eyes, she found the almost moist smooth scaly skin of her alien form look back at her with serpentine eyes. Now that she had time, she gave her new self a better look.

 

Reaching up to feel her ‘hair’ it surprised her that each tendril had a mind of its own yet all of them responded to her thoughts. Going strait like a cone on command or cascading down her back and shoulders like real hair, with the ends of her tentacles still curling like worms. Looking over to her forearm where there were three pointed spines jutting out, she traced a clawed finger over one until she accidentally pricked her finger over the tip, finding it razor sharp. With a hiss she brought her finger up to find it dripping dark green blood… That suddenly went from trickling down her finger to trickle back up and reseal the thin cut on her finger, healing instantly without a trace. Deciding not to harm herself again she looked back at the spines and concentrated, finding she could control the length of those spines with the same control she had with her tentacles, impressed when she had them grow to over two feet long before retracting them back. “Wow… Where is it all coming from?” Looking at her forearm properly it almost disgusted her how translucent her flesh was now, she was used to being invisible but right now she looked like she was made of clear gelatin, even her bones were visible if she tried hard enough to squint.

 

Looking back at her reflection, she tilted her head back and forth to give her face a better look, sticking out her tongue she was relieved it wasn’t forked… Until she found she could stick it out more and more. Long and prehensile she had stuck her tongue out over two feet long! Much like the tentacles growing from her head, her tongue was far more controllable; like a snake she made it slither and wrap around her hand, tasting the smooth scaly skin before pulling her tongue back. Lastly with her mouth still open she looked back at the razor-sharp teeth in her mouth, like a beartrap she had no molars to speak of, only fangs. Opening her mouth wider she found her jaw lined with another set of teeth, then another when she opened it wider, like a shark looking at itself in the mirror, it horrified Susan that with how wide she had her jaws she could swallow an apple! Snapping her mouth shut, Susan held herself tightly, shivering as the last five minutes of self exploration had caught up with her. “Never show this side to Reed… OR the others, EVER!”

 

Feeling uneasy she looked back at her reflection and sighed with relief when she found her normal self returned, nude and holding herself in the reflection. Closing her eyes and going back to the mirror she checked herself over and pursed her lips in a frown.  “Cosmic radiation, special anomalies and a damn space pellet… Why can’t the changes just make me a red head instead of a monster…” Blinking back in surprise, Susan could only watch as she found her golden blonde hair change to a vibrant mahogany red. “What the…” Tilting her back to the side she combed her fingers through her new red hair, finding it didn’t feel any different but was now red instead of blonde. “Maybe… Curlier?” Almost smiling her hair instantly added curls and bounce, taking up more space around her shoulders and back. “Heh… All I need now are green eyes and freckles to complete the…” Blinking her eyes turned emerald green and light freckles sprinkled over her nose and cleavage. “… Package.”

 

For the next few minutes Susan experimented with her new abilities to alter her human appearance, almost giggling as she went from a black woman with straight black hair, to a tanned bombshell with strawberry blonde hair, to an olive-skinned Latina with brunette hair. Returning to her original appearance, Susan smiled back at herself with her pearly white smile. “Hmm, guess it isn’t all bad.”

 

Turning to go and join Reed back in bed, Susan stopped when she felt her stomach growl. Rubbing her smooth naval, the Invisible Woman realised she didn’t remember when she ate last. Looking back at the clock it read 3:20am still too early to make something but when her stomach growled again, Susan shook her head and went to the dresser to pull out a nightgown to tie around herself and head to the kitchen.

 

*

 

Walking barefoot down the tiled hall to the kitchen, Susan made a bee line for the refrigerator and into the meat shelf. Like a predatory cat she pried open a package of deli meats and inhaled the entire thing, chewing briefly before reaching for the carton of milk and downing it all down in one go. Dropping the empty carton, she pulled at a brick of cheese and bit chunks out at a time, slowing down to chew the tougher dairy and reaching for a spare container that still had chicken wings. She knew she was hungry, she didn’t realise she was starving! She didn’t even cook the eggs as she popped open the carton and swallowed them one at a time, tossing the empty carton over her shoulder and prying open a jar of pickles. Downing the entire jar, brine and all, Susan gasped when she felt a twisting ache in her stomach, making her drop the empty jar where it shattered on the floor.

 

“Wha… What’s…” Opening her night gown, she rubbed at her stomach to find it suddenly bloat and swell in her hand. Gasping when her stomach swelled larger, Susan didn’t know what to do, she wanted to call out for her husband… But something else inside knew what to do. Staggering her way to the apartment elevator, Susan moaned as her stomach bloated rapidly, forced to cradle her now 5 month looking stomach before pressing the button to the sublevels.

 

Some place hidden, someplace dark.

 

Those words kept repeating in her head as the elevator descended to the sub storage bay of the building. When the doors opened, Susan panted and moaned, waddling out of the elevator cradling a full-term pregnant belly. Her breasts had joined in on the growth halfway down the elevator descent, practically swelling a cup size as milk dripped from her stiff nipples. Moving her way deeper into the dark and almost forgotten space it surprised Susan how she could see so clearly in the near pitch blackness of the dark location where they stored old furniture and equipment. Her intrigue was short lived when she felt her water break with a splash between her shaking feet. Slowly collapsing to the ground, Susan’s concentration fell and returned to the reptilian appearance of before, laying on her back as her inner muscles tensed and contracted.

 

“S-so… So fast, too much… Too…” gritting her fanged teeth, Susan hissed as her pussy crowned, her claws at her bloated womb as she pushed through the contractions. Hissing and snarling in pain, Susan pushed one final time to find a sense of relief, followed by the mewling of a slithering tentacled newborn between her outstretched legs.


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