Fantastic Four: Putty in his Hands

By Night Creeper


Disclaimer: Characters from this story were created by Marvel Comics are owned and created by Marvel Comics. And even though I have tampered with some of the storylines and backgrounds established by Marvel Comics, they are still owned by Marvel Comics. Any resemblance to actual people are coincidental and unintentional. And remember, this story is used for entertainment and not profit. If it is illegal for you to read something that only ADULTS should read, then go away!

Notes from the author: I based this loosely on the cartoon version of the Fantastic Four and episode entitled, Strings.  I believe the cartoon is currently airing on Cartoon Network, but I haven’t been able to catch it.  Instead, I have only been able to watch it on YouTube.  So saw it and came up with this idea.  And yes, I did not edit the story.

Feel free to e-mail me at <[email protected]> with comments, criticisms, ideas, etc. Thanks and happy reading.

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Fantastic Four: Putty in his Hands

By Night Creeper


    The security door slammed shut, leaving the Puppet Master alone in his cell in the Vault, a maximum security prison for super villains.  The man waited for a few minutes for the guards to leave before he laughed evilly and popped out his top teeth.  The Puppet Master then pulled out some of his clay and began to mold it.  However, the man was shocked when it started to float away from him.  He stood up and tried to regain it, but couldn’t catch up.
    Within seconds, the Invisible Woman appeared before him.  The woman was smiling.  “Nice try,” she spoke.  The Puppet Master looked angrily at her but said nothing.
    “But how?  Your powers should have been nullified too!” the Puppet Master exclaimed.
    “We figured you had something planned so we made sure that the nullifying powers of this cell were shutoff.  Now that I have the clay, the cell can be turned on again,” Sue Storm said triumphantly.
    “Ready to come out?” the guard asked as the cell door opened.
    “I think so,” the Invisible Woman spoke as she exited the cell, still holding the clay.
    “How did you know that the Puppet Master still had some clay?” the guard asked as the cell door slammed shut again.
    “Reed figured that he would have something planned, which was why I wasn’t at the celebration where the mayor apologized to the Fantastic Four.
    “Thanks for saving the day then,” the guard smiled back as Susan Storm left the prison and headed home.


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A Few Hours Later



    Susan Storm saw the bed just inches before her.  The woman sighed as she kept her hands clasped behind her neck.  She just wasn’t sure why she was on her knees.
    Within seconds, the Puppet Master sat down on the bed.  Sue Storm was shocked.  She was even more shocked when the man pulled out a mirror, allowing Sue to see her own reflection.  She had taken off her uniform, but she was wearing blue seemed stockings, which were connected to her white garter-belt while a pair  of blue five inched heels encased her feet.  She also wore dark eyeliner, deep red lipstick, and rouge applied to her areolas to make them darker.  Her long blonde hair was nicely brushed, none of it blocking her face. 
    The Puppet Master reached out with both hands, placing a thumb and forefinger on each of her nipples.  He then began to knead them between his fingers as Susan moaned in pleasure.  “Such a pretty whore,” the man laughed.
    Susan felt her cheeks turn red as she was filled with embarrassment.  She wanted to move or at least look away, but she found herself unable to even do that.  Instead, her eyes remained locked on the Puppet Master’s.  Susan couldn’t figure out why.
    “You thought you were so smart to steal my clay.  But I know what you are and I’m going to show you,” the Puppet Master laughed.  Susan Storm tried to protest, but found herself unable to respond.  “Play with your pussy, slut,” the man ordered.
    The Invisible Woman’s cheeks burned as the mere thought of touching herself in front of the man was nothing more than pure humiliation.  Yet, she found that her hands hand slipped from behind her head to between her legs.  Her fingers began to part her pussy lips.  Within seconds, the woman was busy thrusting her own fingers in and out of her sex.  She hammered herself, moaning loudly with each thrust.  As she moaned, she could hear the man calling her filthy names booming in her head as if they were being beamed there.
    Just as Susan was getting close to climaxing, the man pulled both her hands away from her sex and placed them behind her head again.  The Puppet Master had robbed her of her orgasm and the woman tried to slam her legs closed, hoping that it would be enough to give her that last bit of stimulation to send her over the edge.  The woman was beside herself, willing to do anything to climax.
    “I want you to get on all fours on top of the bed.  Make sure your ass is high in the air.  You’re a bitch in heat so you should act like it,” the Puppet Master ordered.
    Susan Storm did as she was told without hesitation.  The woman even smacked her lips and wiggled her ass in anticipation.  The need for orgasm had overrode her concern relating to the situation.  In fact, she screamed out the man’s name when the man rammed his cock inside her with one smooth thrust.  He slammed his dick all the way into her hole until his balls slapped against her ass.  Then he would pull it all the way back, making sure that the head of his dick remained in her sex before thrusting all the way back into her.  Within seconds, the Invisible Woman’s body began to quiver as she enjoyed the hard dick inside her.
    The Puppet Master panted for breath as reached forward and grabbed her stiff long nipples.  Then, using her tits as handles, he humped her even faster.  “Forget Reed, slave!  If you ever want me to fuck you again, you’ll climax right now!” the Puppet Master grunted.
    The Invisible Woman submitted to the Puppet Master.  She screamed loudly as her body exploded.  The orgasm plowed through her, flooding her senses while body shook violently.  Her pussy erupted, coating his dick and thighs with her cream as the orgasm continued to course through her body in waves, making her body shake even more.
    The Puppet Master didn’t stop there as he repositioned himself on the bed without ever taking his dick out of Susan’s pussy.  He laid on the bed, forcing the woman kneels with her knees pressed against his.  Instead of using her tits for leverage, he pulled her arms behind her back and gripped the area below her elbows.  He then started to thrust into the Invisible Woman moaned loudly as her each thrust was clearly audible thanks to her flooded sex.  The woman’s head was arched backward as she rode him, but every now and then, her head would fling forward, allowing herself to see her own reflection in the mirror.  Susan saw a woman dressed like a slut and acting like one.  Instead of being repulsed, she simply grew hornier.
    The Puppet Master fought himself as he tried not to explode in her cunt.  He found it incredibly hard as her cunt muscles clung to his dick. In fact, he found it almost impossible to push her off.  But he found the will to do just that.  The man pushed Susan off his dick as he stood up.  Without uttering a word, the woman rolled out of bed and crawled toward him.
    She looked meekly up into the Puppet Master’s eyes before licking the head of his cock, which was covered in her juices.  As she licked, she kept eye contact with the Puppet Master.  Susan Storm couldn’t pull her eyes from the man’s.  The more she looked, the wetter she became.  Soon, the woman was moving her head about as she licked the sides of his dick as well.  That’s when a soft moan escaped her lips as she slammed her eyes shut.  With both knees planted on the floor, she took his tool into her mouth.  Her hands then planted themselves on the floor as she wrapped her lips around his dick and began to bob her head up and down his shaft.  The Puppet Master then placed his hands on the side of her head and helped the woman along, making her increase her speed as the seconds ticked by until the woman was pistoning on his dick like the pistons in a race car’s engine.
    The breakneck speed didn’t last too long as the Puppet Master purposely pulled his dick from Susan Storm’s mouth.  The woman looked up at him as he released her head and began to jerk himself off.  The blonde held out her hand just as he shot his load into her cupped hands.  Once he was done, the Invisible Woman pressed her hands against her tits and smeared his sperm all over her tits.  As she continued to smear his thick spunk over her tits, the Puppet Master picked up an item and kneeled in front of her.  He showed her the item, which was a small clay replica of her.
    “You’re probably wondering how I got this,” he spoke as he placed it below her dripping pussy.  “I have two sets of dentures.  You only got the top.  You looked so proud when you found my clay.  But you forgot to check the lower one.  That was clay too.  I knew I had to take you down a peg.  Your arrogance was your downfall.  Now, you’ll worship my cock.  The prim and proper Susan Storm does not exist when she’s around me.  You’re nothing but a cheap slut and you’ll talk and act like one when you’re in the presence of the Puppet Master!  Understand, my pretty little slave?” the Puppet Master asked as he began to pump his fingers and out of the Invisible Woman’s cunt.
    “Yes master,” the Invisible Woman panted.  She was close to another orgasm.  She could feel it building inside her.  Suddenly, her muscles tightened as she arched her back.  Her tits heaved as her eyes closed yet again.  Then with a loud scream, her body shuddered violently as her pussy exploded, drenching the clay figure of herself with her own juices.
    The Puppet Master picked up the clay figure and stood up.  The clay wasn’t even wet as it absorbed all the cunt juice.  He waited for the Invisible Woman to open her eyes.  Then he stroked the figure’s right breast as Sue Storm moaned in ecstasy as she felt his touch.  The man then flicked the figure’s ass as the woman yelped in surprise.  Sue gave out a low moan when the Puppet Master touched the clay figure’s sex.  “Now you’re truly mine.  Your slutty body belongs to me,” the Puppet Master yelled triumphantly.
    “Yes Puppet Master,” Sue Storm moaned as she continued to fondle her tits.
    “I have also created some new puppets since you were kind enough to bring me more clay including the bits that you confiscated from me earlier.  As you knelt before me, I created puppets of the guard outside my cell as well as the one watching the cameras.  So there’s no one here who will come to your rescue.  Turns out that the guards simply forgot to turn on the cell’s nullifying powers after you left.  And with the clay that I have left, I will make one more puppet before you leave,” the Puppet Master spoke as he laid on the bed.  He placed Sue’s puppet on the bed beside him as he began to play with the remainder of the clay.
    “Yes master,” the Invisible Woman spoke as the Puppet Master sent her a mental command.  The blonde woman joined her master on the bed.  She straddled his body and ran her hands up and down his chest before she passionately kissed him while trying to ram her tongue down his throat.  After a few minutes, the woman broke the kiss and impaled herself on his cock, which had hardened during the kiss.
    “Go ahead slave,” the Puppet Master commanded.
    “FUCK ME!!  FUCK YOUR SLUTTY WHORE!!” Susan Storm yelled as she relentlessly rode her master’s cock.  Her tits bounced up and down as she threw her head back.  She arched her body as her hands gripped his legs for support.  Her mind was completely clouded by lust now.
    After a few minutes, the Puppet Master sensed that the Invisible Woman was about the climax, and since he wasn’t done with his new puppet, he ordered Sue to stop.  Sue was totally dejected as she panted for breath, drool dripping from the sides of her sweaty face.  The Puppet Master then held up a puppet of Reed Richards and his original Susan Storm puppet.  “You have a choice now, slut.  You can break both of my puppets or you can kiss the replica of yourself, lathering it with your spit, and sealing my power over you.  Think wisely my little whore.  One will bring you pleasure and the other will simply bring you pain,” the Puppet Master laughed.
    The Invisible Woman could hear a small faint voice telling her to smash the puppets and free herself of the Puppet Master.  Yet, the voice was being overshadowed by her mind and body, which both wanted another orgasm.  She struggled with all three voices fighting for supremacy in her head.  The woman saw her reflection in the mirror.  She saw her sweat covered body, her heaving sperm covered tits, and wet hair splattered against her flushed face.  Then with a loud groan, she used her powers to levitate both puppets from the Puppet Master’s hands.  Before the Puppet Master could react, Susan Storm, the Invisible Woman, a member of the Fantastic Four, kissed the clay puppet, running her tongue all over it, covering it with her spit before putting both puppets safely on a table near the bed.  “Reed Richards will serve you well, master . . . just like me . . . except he won’t join you in bed like me,” Sue Storm spoke in a low sultry voice.
    “You’re such a hot piece of fuck meat,” a relieved Puppet Master spoke.
    “I’m your hot piece of fuck meat,” Susan spoke as she licked her lips.
    “Continue then,” the Puppet Master spoke triumphantly.
    Without missing a beat, Susan Storm rode the man’s cock with reckless abandon.  She gripped her tits as the Puppet Master’s cock filled her like never before.  Bright flashes filled her mind as she was engulfed by pleasure.  Her body continued to burn as she built closer and closer to her orgasm.  The woman went faster and faster while she screamed louder and louder before her screams were erratic and broken.  Then her body exploded as a mighty orgasm blasted through her body.  At the same time, the Puppet Master’s cock shot a huge load of hot spunk into her dripping cunt.  Her body quaked violently as she fell on top of the Puppet Master.  The orgasm seemed to last forever as her body continued to shudder on top of him.
    “You’re my fuck toy now,” the Puppet Master panted as his hands gripped the woman’s firm ass and began to thrust into her with quick little jabs.  The motion brought the Invisible Woman out of her reverie.  She locked eyes with the Puppet Master, she was his, mind, body, and soul.  Susan Storm nodded her head in agreement.  And to prove it, she used her cunt muscles to milk every last drop of his sperm from his dick.


The End