INFINITY QUEST
Prologue
by Necromancer

(This story represents my first attempt at the multi-part cosmic "epics"
that Marvel has done so well throughout the years.  Anyone who is
interested should check out Dimitri's site here at A.S.S.T.R.  He's got
some of the best superhero erotica you'll find anywhere! 

Forgive the "wordiness" of the prologue.  Stories involving cosmic
plotlines always seem to need a lot of buildup before the action kicks in.
I've done my best to make the single sex scene as hot as possible; I
promise you, there will be a LOT more to come!) 

This story contains M/F, consensual sex, incest, and anal sex.  Enjoy!

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	The vast coldness of space enveloped her, but it held no chill.
She drifted here, where the faint points of light were not stars but
entire clusters of galaxies, all her concentration on a single task.  Only
here, in this barren emptiness at the farthest reaches of the universe,
could she achieve absolute focus.

	How long had she drifted here, billions of parsecs from the nearest
celestial body?  The question was of little importance to her; in the eons
of her existence, she had never once considered the passage of time.  She
was eternal... for her, time had no meaning.  It was merely the scale by
which lesser things counted the spans of their worthless lives.  To those
beings, her existence could have been measured in billions... perhaps,
trillions... of years.  She had been here before this universe existed; she
had been here before the universe which preceded it.  And in all that time,
as dimensions were born and died around her, she had never bothered to
measure the days of her life.

	What was she seeking?  What impossible quest had driven her forsake
the untold number of lives which would have looked upon her with absolute
awe and adoration?  She seemed a perfect being, lacking in no way.  If she
chose, she could appear as a creature of such beauty that entire worlds
would fall at her feet in worship.  The merest wisp of thought from her
perfect mind could solve the ills which held mortal beings in their grip.

	And yet, here she drifted, her existence completely unknown to any
entity.  Even great Eternity, the sum of all life in this existence, was
ignorant of her.  She had chosen not to reveal herself to him simply
because it would have been an inconvenience to her.

	Was this her flaw?  Such single-minded attention to her own goals
had kept her from acknowledging the importance of others.  Perhaps, in some
way, the secret she had spent her life searching for could be unlocked with
the assistance of a lesser being.  Perhaps.  But if she had considered this
possibility, she had discarded it in an instant.

	Instead, she would continue her quest for something that not even
her limitless intellect could conceive.  Let the pale things live and die
on their worlds of mud and rock.  She would have her answer, whether they
were alive to share it or not.

	So engrossed in her eternal quest was she that the tiny beacon of
light approaching her went unnoticed.  It came from some distant corner of
the universe, and even at its current speed it would have taken billions of
centuries to reach her now.

	Only when it was directly upon her did she acknowledge it.  Then,
with a contemptuous gesture, she brought it to a complete stop only meters
from her.  It shimmered, seemingly content after its impossibly-long
journey. Small flickers of light burst forth every few seconds, seeming to
reach for her.

	The workings of her mind would be inconceivable by mere mortals,
but if any emotion could be adequately applied to her it would have to be
curiosity.  Scanning it with every sort of psionic probe she was capable
of, she was unable to detect any sense of danger from it.  If anything, she
sensed relief; as if this tiny orb of light were on some sort of
pilgrimage.  A pilgrimage which had led it directly to her.

	Then, for the first time in her existence, she experienced anxiety.
She knew of every type of life in this reality... and yet she had no
knowledge of this object.  Extending a hand toward it, she hesitated.  If
this were a trick...

	She put the thought from her mind.  If this were a trick, she would
simply pluck the being or beings responsible for it from their holes and
expunge them from existence.  They would die, forgotten forever, and she
would return to more important things.

	Her fingers reached the edge of the orb, and small slivers of
illumination began to surround her hand.  It was as if a cocoon of light
was growing around her.  This rather organic sensation caused a moment of
doubt in her mind.  She pulled her hand away.

	The cocoon remained.  It had already enveloped her right arm to the
elbow, and continued on its way to her shoulder.  Now her doubts grew.
What was this she was feeling?

	Terror.  Terror of the unknown; the most basic instinct of every
living being.  She felt it now, and knowing she was capable of this feeling
made her furious.  They would pay!  Oh, yes!  They would die screaming as
she tore them apart atom by atom...

	With growing despair, she realized that these were the thoughts
of... them.  The lesser beings!  Pulling furiously, she glowed with the
light of a billion stars.  And yet, the tiny gleaming orb was not burnt
away.  Nor was the cocoon, which now covered over half of her body.  It
slipped across her thighs, along her left arm, and even over her face.

	Why? she wailed in misery.  Why couldn’t it leave her alone?  She
had never interfered in the affairs of other beings; why, then, should she
be bothered by this?  Why fill her mind with these thoughts?  These images,
so alien to her?  She felt herself weakening, her light growing dim.

	Do I die now?  Is that what this is?

	Her body was encased in the cocoon now, and it began to darken,
fading to match the blackness which surrounded it.  The orb was gone, its
light faded as well.

	At the very rim of the universe, a tiny speck of darkness floated.
And there was none to see it.

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	19 August 2000:  0211

	Susan Richards awoke with a start, a thousand jumbled thoughts
racing through her mind.  One hand went instinctively to her chest, where
she could feel the jackhammer pounding of her heart gradually subsiding.
Running a hand through her blonde hair, she felt dampness.  Her face was
wet with a thin sheen of perspiration; in fact, it seemed that most of her
body was damp with it.  

	As her head slowly cleared, she became aware once more of her
surroundings:  the thin sheets which barely covered her naked body; the
cool breeze which washed across her, raising patches of goose-pimples on
her smooth skin; the soft snoring from beside her.

	Sue smiled.  Reed always fell into a deep slumber after she gave
him a blowjob.  She ran her tongue along her teeth, her gums, the roof of
her mouth.  The residue of his sticky cum remained; the familiar taste
which she had grown to enjoy... perhaps even to crave.  Even now, her mouth
was watering at the memory of his stiff cock.

	If the sheer amount of cum he had shot in her mouth was any
indication, Reed had enjoyed a truly monstrous orgasm.  Which meant that he
would probably be asleep for another four hours or so.  Sue sighed.
Tomorrow would be a busy day; there would be no time for a repeat
performance until at least late afternoon.  By then she would be almost
frantic to get his meat in her mouth.

	Susan Richards had been a devoted wife and mother for years, and
she had seen no dimming of her passion for either her husband or her son.
Of course, these passions were somewhat different; for Franklin, she wanted
nothing but to see him grow into the man she knew he would become.  For
Reed, it was a desire to spend her life enjoying him and giving him
pleasure.

	Theirs had been an extremely active sex life, and it hadn’t slowed
even after the birth of their son.  Sue had merely compensated by using
different means to satisfy them both.  Often, this meant sucking Reed off
at a moment’s notice.  Once he had gotten over the initial shock, he had
begun to look forward to his wife’s oral attentions.  Invariably, he would
return the favor at some later date.

	But there would be no returning the favor tonight.  Sue rose, not
bothering to throw a robe over her naked body, and walked out to the
balcony.  From the penthouse atop Four Freedoms Plaza, she had a
breathtaking view.  The skyline of Manhattan gleamed around her, and the
lights of the traffic below made the streets seem to glow.

	Susan Richards, known to the public as the Invisible Woman, smiled
contentedly.  So many lives going on all around her, and she had a hand in
preserving them.  She and her family, the Fantastic Four, had saved this
city - this entire world - more times than she could remember.  She felt a
pride in this; not mere gloating, but just the satisfaction of using her
gifts for the ultimate good.  These were the values she and Reed had been
striving to instill in their son.

	Her smile grew.  Franklin was the light of their lives.  So gentle,
so caring... he had the potential for truly god-like power, but had
voluntarily shut that power off until he was ready to wield it.  Such
insight in so young a boy!  Any pride she felt in her own accomplishments
paled in comparison.  She knew that Franklin would be a key figure in the
future of this world.

	Her mind wandering, Sue was oblivious to the flaming figure which
approached from above.  As the roof was washed in orange light, she
flinched.  Even as waves of heat washed across her naked body, she searched
frantically for something to cover her.

	Johnny Storm, the Human Torch, was likewise not aware that his
sister stood naked at the top of the Fantastic Four’s headquarters.  He had
been to a very exclusive club with one of New York’s most exclusive young
ladies.  It turned out that she was as horny as she was beautiful, and they
had spent most of the evening in a dark corner of the club.  She had spent
much of the night under the table, paying special attention to his ‘little
buddy’ even as he downed one drink after another.

	Johnny had spent more than night on the town with the ladies, but
this had been something else.  She had literally devoured him, letting him
explode in her mouth again and again throughout the night.  Finally, she
had emerged from under the table, a satisfied smirk on her face, and had
left him there.  She hadn’t even bothered to wipe the sperm off her chin.

	He had spent the next hour or so trying to come out of his drunken
stupor.  Had he really spent the evening getting blown by the 'Human
Tongue' while a couple hundred people mingled only a few feet away?  There
wasn’t any way around it... now he just had to wonder if anyone had gotten
any pictures.

	Dammit! he thought.  Ben always told me that my dick would get my
in trouble!

	Still cursing himself, Johnny had simply left the club and flown
directly home.  His mind was filled with images of the tabloids:  "Human
Torch Makes Under-The-Table Deal With Starlet!" or some bullshit like that.
He had been oblivious to everything around him as he made the trip home.

	But now, as he landed on the roof and extinguished his flames, he
noticed Sue covering herself with a small tablecloth.  He chuckled as the
table she pulled it from overturned with a loud crash.

	"You know, sis... you’re the Invisible Woman.  Do you really need
to be practicing your magic act?"

	Sue frowned slightly.  "Well, you could have give me some warning
before you just dropped in right beside me."  She concentrated for a
moment, and her body became transparent.  She didn’t make herself
completely invisible; just enough to prevent any further embarrassment.

	"What d’you mean?  You should’ve seen me a mile away!"

	Sue sighed.  "Oh, I guess I’m just not completely ‘with it’
tonight, Johnny."

	Johnny grinned, and Sue found herself understanding why more than a
few women had surrendered to that smile.  She caught herself staring into
his deep blue eyes, which were nearly identical to her own.  "Hey, I think
my big sister might have gotten lucky tonight!"  Already, he could feel
himself forgetting the 'Human Tongue' he had spent the evening with.
Catching his big sister in such an embarrassing situation, combined with
the buzz he was feeling, had lifted his mood considerably.

	Sue blushed at this.  The fact that her brother could picture her
having sex made her a little uncomfortable.

	"Well, your brother-in-law did, anyway."  As soon as she said it,
her face flushed.  If she hadn’t been mostly invisible, it would have been
bright red.

	"Mmmmm hmm.  Anyway, sis, I’ve had quite a night myself.  I think
I’ll call it a day and see you tomorrow."  He winked and made his way to
the entrance.  Avoiding the sliding doors which led to Reed and Sue's
bedroom, he chose a side door and closed it behind him.

	"Night, Johnny."

	As she turned back to admire the city below, Sue suddenly felt
uncomfortable.  It was only when she turned to go back to the bedroom that
she realized what it was.  There was a familiar wetness in her pussy; and
there was only one man that she had been thinking about in the last few
moments.  It wasn’t Reed.

	What is wrong with me?  Only minutes earlier, she knew that she had
everything that she could ever want:  a loving husband, a devoted son, a
sense of purpose as one of the world’s foremost champions.  Now, none of
that meant a goddamn thing to her.  All she cared about was the feelings
that overwhelmed her, and she knew where she could go to satisfy them.

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	The cocoon drifted still.

	It had spent the last few million years tumbling along the edge of
reality, its unwilling occupant drifting in and out of consciousness.  Now,
at last, it began to quiver... as if in anticipation.

	Space folded, and a huge steel-gray starship appeared.  It was at
least a mile long, and bristled with enough weaponry to shatter a small
world.  Every weapon was trained on the cocoon, ready to blast it into
oblivion.  But there was no hint of danger from the cocoon as the ship
moved into position just above it.  Dwarfed by the huge battlecruiser, the
cocoon hovered beneath it like a dust-mote.

	Then, a small panel along the bottom of the hull opened, and a dull
light washed across the cocoon.  It slowly drifted toward the opening,
trembling slightly.  But if it resisted at all, there was no effect
whatsoever.

	The cocoon slid through the opening, and the panel closed behind
it.  With a slow sweeping arc, the ship turned back toward whence it came
and space folded again.

	Where once had dwelled the most perfect, most beautiful being in
existence, now only darkness remained.

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	Johnny had just closed his eyes and begun to drift into slumber
when he felt something warm against his thigh.  Sleepily, he looked into
the darkness of his room.  There was nothing there.  But there was
something there!  The gentle stroking he felt along his upper thigh told
him that much.  As buzzed as he had been, he knew that this wasn’t some
drunken wet dream.

	With a thought, he ignited his left index finger and held it up to
provide more light.  A pale orange glow filled the room.  Still nothing.

	Johnny Storm couldn’t be described as being the most aware person;
he went through life with youthful enthusiasm, as if he just knew
everything would be all right.  He didn’t bother to smell the roses; there
was too much fun to be had to bother.

	But it was impossible not to notice the presence of another person
in his room.  He had faced enough life-threatening situations to know when
something was wrong, and right now he knew he wasn’t alone.  There was
definitely someone in here!  Christ, it felt like they were practically on
top of him...

	Suddenly, he felt something warm and wet licking his stomach.  It
felt a lot like the Human Tongue he had been with earlier, but it was
slower... more deliberate..  He gasped as he felt it slide across the
blonde tangles of his pubic hair and wrap around the head of his throbbing
cock.
Then an unseen hand cupped his balls as a pair of silky lips engulfed him.

	"Ohhhh yeah..." he moaned, and he reached out to touch the
invisible form that was servicing his stiffening cock.  "Sis?  Is that
you?"

	He felt her nibble softly at his throbbing prick, then heard a soft
giggle.  "Of course it is, silly.  Do you know any other invisible women?"

	"No, but... whooooaaaa!!" he gasped as her mouth devoured his meat.
He could feel her tongue circling the head, slurping at the pre-cum that
was already leaking from it.

	"Why... ahh... why are you doing this?"

	He heard her moan softly, and he could feel it as she slowly slid
her mouth off him.

	"Because Reed is asleep, and if I don’t get fucked tonight, I’m
going to scream!"

	Johnny was frankly flabbergasted by this.  "Jesus, Sue, do you
really think this is right?  I mean, what you’re doing is incredible
and..."  He cried out as she took his balls in her mouth, working them
gently.  Jolts of pure pleasure passed through his body, and he was unable
to speak.  Finally, as she worked her way to the underside of his sac, he
found his voice again.

	"That’s fucking incredible, Sue.  But it’s not right!  You’re my
sister... as much as I want to fuck you, I just can’t!  I mean, what if you
get..."

	"Pregnant?"

	"Well, yeah." 

	"Johnny, have you ever heard of birth control?"  She had stopped
licking his nuts long enough to look up at him.  His face was practically
quivering as desire and fear battled for control.

	"Of course I have!  But there’s still a chance..."

	"Oh, bullshit."  Sue made herself visible again, and lay across her
brother’s thighs.  She kept a gentle grip on his cock, and began to slowly
stroke it.

	"Sue... oh god... what about Reed?!"

	"What about Reed?  I love him, but I want you.  Besides, I have a
special need for you to satisfy."

	Johnny reeled at the unrelenting assault.  Sue’s voice had grown
husky with lust, and the things she was doing with her hands were driving
him wild.  Still, he couldn’t help feeling that something wasn’t right
here.

	"Johnny?"

	Something was definitely not right.

	"Johnny?"

	Definitely not right.

	"Johnny?!"

	And he was going to find out what it was.

	"JOHNNY!"

	He jerked at the sound of his sister’s voice.  She had practically
yelled his name, and he could just see Reed and Ben piling through his door
to see what was wrong.  And if they found him with his dick in Sue’s
mouth...

	"What?!" he hissed.

	"I want you to fuck my ass."  She smiled as Johnny’s jaw dropped.
I knew that would get him, she thought.  Give a man the chance to take a
ride up the Hershey Highway and he’ll jump at it.

	"What?!?"

	She grinned.  "You heard me.  I want you to shove your hard,
throbbing cock up my tight ass.  Are you up for that?"

	Johnny’s mouth was dry.  He had always admired his sister’s beauty,
but had never thought of her... that way.  The idea of actually getting her
in the ass was wrong!  It was sick!  It was... oh, hell.

	"Sue?  Are you sure..."

	"I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life."  She rose, and
stood beside the bed.  As Johnny’s eyes practically bulged, she turned to
reveal her delicious rear end.  She lifted her arms, running her fingers
through her long blonde hair.  Thrusting her hips back toward him, she
smiled as he stared at her ass.

	"Oh my god." he gasped.

	"Well?  Are you going to sit there staring, or are you going to get
me ready?"
	
	Johnny flinched.  He was staring hungrily at the creamy white
cheeks, knowing that he would soon be sliding between them.  Sliding into
the dark, musky valley between them...

	"Lick my ass, Johnny."  Sue ordered, as if telling him to take out
the garbage.  She seemed in complete control of this situation, while
Johnny was barely hanging on to his self-control.  His cock bulged, a thick
gob of cream already oozing from the tip.

	Take it easy, Storm.  If you fuck this up, Sue will be pissed.  And
you might never get a chance like this again!

	Lunging forward, he grabbed Sue by the hips and pulled her back
into bed.  She chuckled as he flipped her onto her stomach, and she spread
her legs to allow him easier access.

	"Oh yeah, Johnny!  Clean my asshole with your tongue!"

	He didn’t have to be told twice.  He slid his tongue across the
small of her back, tracing his way down her spine.  Sue squirmed slightly,
pushing her butt closer to his face.  Smiling, Johnny pushed her back
against the bed.  Finally, he had gotten back a little control over the
situation.

	"Not so fast, sis.  I’ve got some exploring to do here."

	She groaned softly, grinding her hips into the mattress.  Each time
she did, her cheeks parted slightly.  Johnny had an excellent view of her
asshole as they did; a soft pink bud that seemed to wink at him... and just
below it, the wet slit of her pussy.  This is very friendly territory
you’re getting into, pal.

	Taking a cheek in each hand, he spread them as far apart as he
could.  Now a small valley appeared between them, gleaming with sweat.  He
wanted to taste that sweat.

	He began by pushing his tongue against her tailbone.  Sue gasped as
jolts of pleasure passed up her spine.  Again, she pressed her ass against
his face, and again, her pushed her back.  She practically whined as she
looked over her shoulder at him.

	"Now, if you want me to finish, you’d better let me do things my
way!"  Johnny gloated.  He had turned the tables on his big sister, taking
control of this encounter.  Oh, she was going to get what she came for, all
right.  But she was going to beg him for it!

	"Please, Johnny, I want it so bad!  I need it!  Please..."

	Without a word, he slid his tongue along the crack of her ass.  The
musky scent of her body filled his head, a mixture of sweat and her
desperation that seemed to be concentrated here, only inches from her pussy
and asshole.  He lapped it up, a rich salty flavor that was somehow sweeter
than anything he could imagine.

	"Ooohhh..."

	His tongue reached the rim of her anus.  It was as if every odor,
every flavor, every trace of her arousal was centered here.  He lapped at
it greedily, probing her asshole with the tip of his tongue.  Despite the
steady pressure he was placing on her cheeks, she still managed to shove
herself against him again.  He felt his tongue slide deeper inside her ass,
and it was only with some difficulty that he was able to withdraw it.

	"That’s so good, little brother.  So fucking good!"

	Despite her arousal, Johnny knew that his sister wasn’t going to
completely get off just by having her butt licked.  He released her right
cheek and moved his hand to the wet slit of her cunt.  At the slightest
touch of his fingers, Sue cried out in pleasure.

	As he continued sliding his tongue in and out of her asshole,
Johnny worked the first two fingers into her tight pussy.  He smiled to
himself; I’ll bet she does her kegels!  He had encountered virgin pussies
that weren’t as tight as his sister’s.

	Sue was in bliss; her pussy was wrapped around her brother’s
powerful fingers.  Thick juices dripped across the knuckles, allowing them
to slip even farther inside.  Johnny took a few seconds from feasting on
her butt to lick the excess spillage from her cunt.  Just as he had
imagined, her juice was delicious.  Tangy, and yet deliciously sweet, she
was like an exotic fruit that he devoured hungrily.  But he only allowed
himself a light snack of her pussy juice.  Then he returned to the main
course.

	"Oh fuck yeah..." she moaned as his tongue plunged even deeper into
her rectum.  She reached forward, gripping the bedframe with each hand.
With this bit of leverage, she pounded her ass frantically against her
brother’s face.

	The double-sided assault on her body was having the desired effect.
She was deliriously crying out as tremors of pure pleasure passed through
her body.  Tossing her head from side to side, her thick blonde hair
falling across her beautiful face, she let herself be carried away by the
swelling tide of ecstasy.

	"God damn, Johnny... I’m gonna cum... oh yeah oh yeah oh god yes!
Yes!  YESSS!!!!"

	As Sue succumbed to the sensations within her, Johnny felt her body
responding.  Her pussy clinched around his fingers, and it began spasming
with each pulse of pleasure.  Likewise, her asshole quivered in time with
her pussy, and he buried his tongue even deeper inside.  Any worries he
might have had about going so far up her ass were forgotten; she tasted
wonderful.

	"OOOHHHHH BABY!"  She cried out, gripping the headboard with all
her strength.  Her knuckles had gone white with the effort, and her wrists
quivered with exhaustion.  There was a final surge of bliss, her body
trembling as her pussy exploded once more, and then she collapsed.

	Johnny slid up next to her, his cock pressed against the crack of
her ass.  He kissed her softly, his lips pressed against the back of her
neck.  With the taste of her sweat still on his tongue, he nuzzled against
her and inhaled the sweet scent of her passion.

	She sighed as she pressed closer to him.  "We’re not finished yet."

	He opened his eyes and found her looking back at him intently.  Her
face glowed with sweat, long strands of wet hair matted against it.  She
gazed at him with half-open eyes, but there was a gleam in them.  A hungry
gleam.

	"Sis?"

	"I told you what I want.  Your tongue was incredible, but it just
won’t get the job done."

	Johnny smiled.  "Okay, Sue, you win.  You asked for it..."

	Lifting himself above her, her pressed his cock against her
asshole.  He felt the ring opening around him as he pushed, the head
slipping inside without any resistance at all.

	"Mmmmm..." she groaned as he entered her rectum.

	Her little bud was still slick with her brother’s spit, and the
total feeling of relaxation that had come over her made it easy for him to
feed his meat into her butthole.  He paused momentarily, just to make sure
she was ready for it, then pressed deeper.

	Johnny groaned as he felt Sue’s poopchute sliding across the length
of his cock.  He had tried this before, with one of his many conquests, but
she had been too uptight to get into it.  It had been more of a hassle than
it was worth, and he had gotten by with his fantasies.

	Now, his fantasies seemed tame by comparison.

	He had gotten five of his seven inches up her ass, and only now was
he experiencing any difficulties.  As relaxed as Sue was, the actual
process of taking a throbbing slab of meat in her shit canal was proving to
be a challenge.  Biting her lip, she pushed against him once more, and
grunted with pleasure as the last two inches slid inside.

	"Ah yeah... that feels so good in my ass!"

	Johnny still couldn’t believe what was happening.  He gripped his
sister’s hips and pushed as far as he could go.  He was rewarded with a cry
of pleasure from her, the sweetest sound he had ever heard.

	Just as she was getting used to having her bowels filled with
Johnny’s cock, Sue gasped as she felt it sliding out.  It was as if a void
had opened in her rectum, and then it was filled again.  She sighed,
surrendering herself to him once more.  With each stroke, she felt her body
responding to his rhythm.

	"That’s it, Johnny!  Fuck me!  Fuck my ass with that big cock!
Yeah!"

	Johnny smiled at down at his sister with genuine amazement.  Never
had he imagined her being so into this sort of thing!  She had always been
so steady... so much more conservative than he was!  But now, she was
pounding her ass against his cock with a frantic intensity.  He’d be damned
if she wasn’t getting off on this!

	They continued their incestuous coupling, each of them growing
hotter with each passing second.  Johnny could feel the cum churning in his
balls, ready to explode at any moment.  His vision blurred as he fought the
orgasm that he knew was inevitable, and he gripped Sue’s hips with renewed
vigor.  Slamming his cock up her ass like a battering ram, he clenched his
teeth in an animalistic snarl.

	"Yeah!  I’m gonna cum!  I’m gonna cum in your fucking ass!!"

	Sue felt her own orgasm approaching as well.  She rubbed her
throbbing clit, her fingers slick with the spurting juices from her cunt.
Her brother’s thrusting sent jolts of electricity along her spine, and her
mind was overwhelmed by the sensations that filled it.

	"Cum for me, Johnny!  Cum in my asshole... oh yeah!"

	His sister’s voice urging him on, Johnny fucked her ass without
mercy.  Crying out with pleasure, he thrust his hips forward and fired a
huge load of cum in her.  Thick streamers of sperm filled Sue’s bowels, hot
and sticky gobs of it exploding inside her ass.  The sensation of her
brother’s cock erupting like a geyser sent her over the edge.

	"God yes!  YESSSS..."

	Her entire body shuddered as the most intense orgasm of her life
swept through it.  Every nerve ending seemed to be firing, little spikes of
pleasure blasting her into realms of ecstasy she had never dreamed
possible.

	They continued to pound against each other for some time after
that, trying to coax as much pleasure from their bodies as possible.
Finally, exhausted, they collapsed in a mass of quivering, sweat-soaked
flesh.

	"Oh god, Sue.  I love you so fucking much..."

	As Johnny drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep, Sue looked at him
with burning intensity.  She smiled... a greedy, predatory smile.

	"Oh, Johnny," she whispered.  "You made it so easy.  You have no
idea what the fuck you’re getting yourself into."

	Rising from her brother’s bed, Sue laughed.  Her blue eyes gleamed
with a cruel light - and more than a hint of madness. 

				**********

	The cocoon shuddered, tremors passing through its entire length.
In the darkened chamber where it rested, a single light illuminated its
leathery surface.  There was no warmth in this light; nor was there any
warmth in the eyes that observed the struggle that was taking place.

	A sound like tearing fabric filled the chamber, and abruptly the
cocoon opened.  Thick, clear fluid gushed from the tear like plasma from a
wound.  It spilled across the floor like a tide on a beach, but this was no
cleansing flood.  The sticky muck left an evil residue wherever it reached,
clinging to the floor, the walls... even the ceiling in some places.

	As bad as the slimy mess seemed, however, it was merely an omen of
what was to come.

	A dark figure emerged from the cocoon.  Covered from head to toe
with the gooey morass, it was barely recognizable as a humanoid being.  But
as more and more fluid dripped from it, a feminine figure began to emerge.
The eyes which had regarded the proceedings so coldly now widened at the
sight.

	Though covered with slimy ooze, the being was incredibly beautiful.
The form that had existed seemingly for eternity was no more - in its place
now stood a figure that was unmistakably human, but of such incredible
beauty that some spark of divinity must still exist in her.

	She stood in silence for a minute or so, and then regarded the eyes
that burned from the shadowy depths of the chamber.  Ignoring her
nakedness, she spoke.

	"What is this place?"  Her voice was smooth and rich, the kind of
voice that inspired passion in anyone who might hear.  "What have you done
to me?"

	"This is my home."  The voice that answered had the sound of stones
being crushed into gravel, of bones breaking.  It was voice that could
inspire only one emotion:  fear.  "I have done nothing to you; I merely
brought you here to witness your re-birth."

	There was no fear in the being’s voice as she responded.  "My mind
is filled with images I cannot understand.  Images of flesh... of blood.  I
can barely comprehend these feelings."

	Laughter rolled through the chamber like thunder.  "Of course not.
In whatever form you once possessed, you were not a creature of flesh...
The energies that fueled your previous incarnation are gone, and now you
stand here as a living, breathing organism.  Quite a fall from grace, and
quite ironic as well."

	She pondered this.  "What is the meaning of your words?"

	"Only this:  You are a truly perfect being, but in the end you are
merely another living thing that will crumble to dust."  In truth, the real
irony was in the identity of her 'benefactor' - as well as the plans he had
in store for her.   

	Terror flashed through her mind.  The concept of death... of
non-existence... was the most horrifying concept she had ever considered.
This must not be!  It MUST NOT BE!

	"You will help me!"  She advanced on the darkened figure.  "This is
intolerable!"

	"Indeed it is.  You must pass on from this miserable existence...
and I would be happy to be of assistance."

	"You... you would?"

	"Of course.  You might say that ending your pain would be my
greatest pleasure."  The figure moved forward into the light.  His dark
eyes gleamed from beneath a massive brow, and his purple-gray skin seemed
especially sickly in the low light.

	"Thanos of Titan agrees to help you."

	The massive figure held a hand out to her.  Reluctantly, she
reached for him.  Despite her vast power, she felt a chill as his hand
closed over hers.  "The road you travel will be a long, hard one.  The
visions of flesh and blood you saw... what did you feel when you saw them?"

	She considered this for a moment.

	"Terror... I felt terror.  And yet, there was pleasure as well.  I
saw the most horrible things... I did the most horrible things... but I
found myself enjoying every second of it."

	Thanos smiled.

	"Quite satisfactory... let us proceed."

				END PROLOGUE

