Title

The morning after.

by Gorel
Storyline Susan Storm; New Species
Characters Fantastic Four Invisible Woman Thing Mister Fantastic
Category Marvel Transformation
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Waking up after the morning sunlight hit his eyes and to find himself alone in bed, Reed slowly sat up and rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed. Last night was… Memorable to say the least. He never knew Susan to be so energetic in bed, or insatiable. Sitting up and wincing as his bare feet touched the tiled floor, the man went to the bathroom to clean up, oblivious to the torn shirt on the floor as he took a shower and got dressed.

 

Heading to the kitchen, Mr. Fantastic found the refrigerator wide open with empty cartons on the ground alone with a broken jar. “Uhm… Ben?

 

“Yeah?” called out the Thing from the living room. Making his way into the kitchen himself before he stepped on a piece of glass, crumbling the shard to tiny crumbs under his weight. “Hey uh… Stretch, you had a binge last night or something?” Asked the giant stone man, wearing an oversized t-shirt and shorts and picking the glass specs out of the cracks of his stony feet.

 

“I thought you did.”

 

“Huh… Say, where’s Susan? Did she wake up early?”

 

“Haven’t seen her all morning Reed, guess she went out early.”

 

“To where?”

 

*

 

Standing in the pitch blackness of the storage bay under the Baxter building, Susan cooed and hummed to herself, cradling her newborn son in her arms as he nursed from one of her nipples. Still in her alien form, her slithering tentacles curled with each suckle, a warm pleasure flooded her very being as she cradled her newborn. It had been five hours, and it still surprised her. Looking down at her naval she found that her body had healed completely, with almost no sign that she had ever given birth to a child a few hours ago save for her now larger breasts. Looking down at her newborn son she found it had the same green translucent flesh as she did, with stubby tentacles on its scalp wriggling and clinging to her arm. It’s spines not yet formed on its arms and back, something she found very grateful for. “You’re so adorable, should I tell Reed and the others? He should know that we have a new bundle of joy… A green scaly, tentacled bundle of joy…”

 

Frowning to herself in worry, Susan stepped deeper into the dark. “Sure, and have your first days of life be in a glass container to be studied with your mother in the next enclosure?” She loved her husband, but she knew he’d be a scientist first above all else. Plus, there was this pull in her, telling her to keep her existence a secret. But at the same time, she couldn’t keep her child a secret forever, could she? “Sigh… What should I do?”

 

Pulling away, her son began to squirm and cry, almost as if it was demanding to be put down. Slowly lowering herself to the ground, her new 2-year-old looking infant staggered to its feet and waddled over to a corner of the storage bay. Blinking in surprise, she was caught off guard when her newborn sprouted dozens of tentacles all over its body, enveloping itself in a fleshy cocoon that very quickly latched itself to the ceiling like a hanging organ that throbbed and pulsed. Shaking her head, Susan breathed through her nose and turned to the elevator, picking up her night gown from the ground and wrapping it around herself just as she entered the elevator and returned to the apartment level. On her ascent she realised she was still in her alien form, closing her eyes she reverted to her clean skinned, blonde haired self and sighed. “I’ll… I’ll give it a couple of days, if things get worse, I’ll tell Reed and the others.”

 

Stepping out of the elevator and shaking her blonde hair loose with her hand, she stumbled upon Reed and Ben cleaning up the kitchen. “Oh! Good morning honey, where did you go off to so early?”

 

Blushing at the mess she left behind last night, she didn’t want to tell him about what she had become, not until she was ready. “I… Uh… Felt peckish last night and had something to eat, I guess I was still too tired and didn’t clean up after myself.”

 

Ben and Reed looked to each other briefly before shrugging their shoulders. “Well, ya got hit real bad last night, at least you’re up and about now.” Answered Ben, emptying the dust pan of glass into the garbage.

 

“Yes sweetie, and we’re very thankful for that.” Smiled her husband before something caught his attention. “Uhm… Honey, are you suffering any swelling?” Pointed the man to his wife’s enlarged bust. The reveal of which made Susan cross her arms under her breasts, unintentionally showing their larger mass in the process. “A little, but I’m fine.”

 

“Okay… Oh! There’s a meeting with the building inspector later today, Ben, Johnny and I won’t be able to attend, can you handle it?”

 

Narrowing her eyes, Susan shook her head briefly before shrugging her own shoulders and turning to head to the bedroom. “Is it about the noise complaints again? It’s like once a week with these people…”

 

“Well last time couldn’t be help, that explosion was caused by faulty equipment and NOT my experiments. I tried telling him that over the phone, but he wouldn’t hear any of it.”

 

“So, your hoping a feminine touch will convince him otherwise?”

 

“Well…” Caught off guard as his wife spun around and pecked his nose with a kiss, Susan rolled her eyes and spun back to head to their shared bedroom. “Fine! Go on, I can handle some stuffy, clipboard wielding bureaucrat.”

 

Thanks Suzy!”

 

*

 

All alone in the apartment and checking herself over in her blue business suit, Susan tied her hair back in a bun and sighed to herself as she read the concerns listed in the housing code violations her family were being hit with. “Noise complaints, light pollution, repeat fire hazards, wow they are giving us the whammy.”

 

Hearing the door bell to her apartment ring, Susan walked to the door in stylish business heels and opened the door, smiling warmly ready to make a greeting.

 

“Hello, my name is Mr. Stevens, I’m here to address the many complaints regarding your apartment loft here in the Baxter building.”

 

Sizing up the young man in front of her wearing a grey suit and a leather case in his hand, Susan unconsciously licked her lips and flared her nostrils, her eyes leering over his square shoulders, tall stature and handsome face. “Well hello… My name is Mrs. Storm, but you can call me Susan.”

 


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