Title

Reed and Susan head to bed, but neither are tired.

by Gorel
Storyline Fantastic Four: Strange Appetites
Characters Mister Fantastic Invisible Woman
Category Marvel Transformation Monsters M/F Weight Gain
Previous Chapter still not enough, they begin to eat the cutlery and plates!

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Making their way back to their bedroom, Susan clung to her husband’s arm while walking down the hallway, occasionally bumping her hip affectionately against Reed’s and pressing up against him. When they got to their door Susan couldn’t wait anymore and pressed him back against the wall, pinning him there with her stomach and breasts, nuzzling up his chin before claiming his lips. Lurid and hungry her tongue delved deep into his mouth, licking and exploring while she let his do the same. During their make out she felt like she was being groped by two people at once, feeling a pair of clawed hands squeeze and feel up her large rump and tail and another pair heft and fondle her large breasts. Her hands were equally busy feeling up his shoulders and making their way towards the throbbing mass bucking against the underside of her stomach. Earning her a low growl when her clawed hand made its way down Reed’s pants and grip at the massive erection threatening to burst his pants open.

 

“You’re certainly in the mood.” Grunted Reed with a smile, his fingers already finding the zippers to his wife’s costume, but with a slight tug they already came loose. “YOU started it, heck even Alicia could notice this from across the table.” Giving his length an affectionate squeeze she shimmied her shouldered to let the upper part of her ruined uniform slide off, freeing her basketball sized tits.

 

Slamming the door to their bedroom wide open, the pair tumbled inside, their kissing becoming more and more furious while they clawed at each other’s cloths. Collapsing heavily on the bed, Susan managed to roll her husband onto his back and straddle him, his pants torn off both to his growing calves and her sudden increase in strength. Now that it was free, Susan purred running a clawed hand around the length of Reed’s cock. The thing was as long and big around as her forearm! Licking her lips and flaring her nostrils in heat, Susan aimed Reed’s length at her dripping entrance and plunged down on him. “YeeeeeeAAAAAAAASSSSSS! Fuck me Reed, FUCK ME!” Grinding against his hips hard enough that he needed two of his hands to grip her thighs, Susan moaned and wailed out loud, lost in the sensation of being stuffed so full. Prying off the rest of her costume until it tore off her scaly body, she bundled the blue fabric in her hands and bit into it. “Hrrrrrargh… Susan! You’re so fucking tight!”

 

The Invisible Woman barely acknowledged his moans, all she could feel was his throbbing length slide and thrust deeper and deeper inside of her, tossing her hail and moaning loud enough to shake the pictures off the walls, Susan grabbed a nearby pillow and ate it, her neck stretching with every bite. With each ‘crick crick’ of her neck it grew longer and thicker, easily long enough that now she could touch her nose to her belly button. Feeling fanged lips nip at one of her stiff nipples she looked down with lust drunk eyes to see Reed suckle at her bloated tit, his own neck made longer to reach it. Thrusting out her chest to give him more, Susan gasped when she felt her face change. Her nose and upper lip merged and began to push forward, becoming a muzzle or snout. Scratching at her scalp a pair of horns sprouted above her hairline, rapidly growing long and thick until they grew over two feet long and gave her skull a V shaped crest. Looking down she found Reed had gone through the same changes. His own horns were scraping against the walls behind him.

 

Tensing up, the pair groaned and hissed just when they shared an explosive orgasm that made them growl out loud, their tail flailing hard enough to knock over the night stand and lamp before they collapsed on top of each other.


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