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.