Prompt: Bullet Time with Sue Everything

Summary: After a long day of hero and rescue work from a bullet happy villain, Sue returns home to her beloved with her body peppered and filled with bullets. Feeling frisky , she enlists her beau to dig and knead through her with his hands to extract the many bullets inside her malleable body, all the while enjoying his strong calloused fingers working her body even softer and more pliant than she already is

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Josh was putting the finishing touches on dinner, and he was getting concerned. Sue should've been back by now—if not in one piece, then in some form or another. If she could clone herself into a bazillion copies, surely one of them would be on their way to check in for their fancy, home cooked meal, right? He splurged on truffle oil and everything to toss the pasta in for an Italian-style dinner, and the chicken parm in the iron cast pan was about ready to be broiled under layers of cheese and tomato sauce. He was less than five minutes from plating everything, and she probably should've been here by now. 

Clomp clomp clomp... The walls were pretty thin in this apartment, so Josh could hear the sound of footsteps approaching the door into the apartment. They stopped right at the door. 

"Door's unlocked!" Josh hollered across the kitchen. He was dealing with the parm, about to go into the oven...

"Sorry! I'm sorry! I'm late, I wasn't thinking!" With a shlorp, she reformed her body into a humanoid shape, and paced over to take a chair. "Sorry, tonight was all hands on deck..."

"Is that what you're wearing to dinner?" Josh gestured to Sue; the shapeshifter glanced down to her getup, finding that she was still in her superheroine getup. While the bright blue getup was visually striking, it was perhaps a little too loud visually for a romantic dinner. 

"Oops-" Sue blushed. She pressed her fingers against her body, massaging the vivid stripes that decorated her form. Her outfit quickly stretched into a nightgown of sorts, the hem of the dress quickly stretching to her ankles. She kicked her feet as her heels narrowed into black stilettos; Sue raised her hands to her head, curling her hair into bobbing curls, before settling her hands down on the table. Her body clinked oddly as she sat down; Josh blinked, picking up on that, but didn't think much of it...

"Okay, done! Is that posh enough for you?" She slouched forward, her elbows on the table. "Ooh, is that chicken parm? Smells gooooooood!~"

"Yup. Busy day today?" Josh asked, closing the door to the oven. 

"What, you didn't hear?" Sue tilted her head. "I sent you a ClikClok..."

"You did?" Josh reached into his pocket to grab his phone, noticing the alert. "Oh, you did."

He swiped past the lock screen with his thumb to see what the hubbub was about. He was immediately blasted by a cacophony of noise and explosions, and hurriedly turned down the sound. Taking up most of the screen was Sue herself, smiling to the camera, flashing a peace sign, cheerily liveblogging the whole affair—Josh couldn't really parse what she was saying, on account of the gunfire in the background drowning out everything she was saying. 

"You post shorts of your crime fighting?" Josh's eyebrow perked up.

"It's a good source of income on the side!" Sue nodded. "I prefer this to getting sponsored or something. Can't imagine the Nike swoosh on my chest or something."

"Oof, yeah, hate that idea." Josh chuckled. He continued to watch the vid. "Hope you got insurance on your phone though... sheesh, is that a gattling gun?"

"Two gatling guns. Powderkeg wanted to show off his robo-skeleton thing with guns for arms. And guns for legs. And guns for, um, one other part-"

"Yeah I see it." Josh grimaced. He paused as bullets pierced through from behind Sue, causing her face to bulge in foot-tall lengths and retract, the impact of the bullets warping her body like clay. Her smile curled across her cheeks, the blush evident even to him. As she hurriedly signed off, he turned off his phone. 

"Do all of your superhero antics involve so much firepower?" Josh pocketed his phone. 

"Not usually, but sometimes you run into someone truly special." Sue tilted her head wistfully. "One guy was genetically engineering dinosaurs! We could get a lil raptor for the apartment!~"

"Uhhhhhhh... I think our lease doesn't allow for pets." Josh gulped. "Would be murder on the curtains as well." 

"Aww... I guess it'd be pretty noisy too." Sue leaned back. "A pretty... haaah... high maintenance pet..."

She stretched her arms towards the ceiling in an exaggerated yawn. She grimaced as she felt some hard, cylindrical shapes eek down her limbs, and she wasn't sure what that was about... until she heard metallic clings against the floor flanking both sides of her. 

"Eh?" Sue blinked. "You hear that?"

"Yeah, I thought I was hearing things a second ago but..." Josh turned around. "What was that?"

Sue looked around, her eyes landing on brass bullet casings rolling along on the floor. Sue absentmindedly picked one up.

"A bullet?" Sue pursed her lips in confusion.

"A bullet?" Josh repeated, face turning pale.

"A spent bullet!" Sue clarified. "It's harmless!"

Sue waved it around, only for more shell casings to slip free of her form and clatter to the floor. Now it was Josh who got to gawk at the bullets spilling along the floor. 

"I guess all those bullets from those gattling guns had to go somewhere..." Josh sighed.

"Hehe. I tried to fish them out, but I'm all thumbs about these things." She raised her hands, her fingers quickly shifting into thumbs to emphasize her point; this got an eye-roll out of Josh, and Sue let out a cackle of delight. 

"But if I had a big, strooooong man to touch me all over, dig into my supple curves, and pull all these naaaaaaughty bullets out of my innocent body..." Sue swooned with an exaggerated lilt as she hugged herself, her voice a low, husky purr of indulgence. 

"Dinner first." Josh pointedly objected. "You're not getting out of eating your veggies tonight."

"Ha! I would never!" Sue laughed, leaning forward against the table and slouching on her elbows. As she shifted, more divots and bumps materialized along her soft, luscious skin. She was carrying entire magazines of bullets.

Josh scoffed. She definitely intended for things to work out this way. Not that he was complaining in particular. She was full of surprises.

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They relocated to the bed room, with Sue laying across the sheets, naked and ready. Laying on her stomach, she folded her arms and kicked her legs lazily in the air.

”Joooosh! What’s the holdup?” She called to the bathroom.

”Just getting the massage oil you like.” Josh paced out of the bath, rubbing his sleek palms.

”Ooooooh fancyyyyy~” Sue cooed. She lowered her body and wiggled her butt, her back arching like a worm as she readied herself. Soon, she was flat again, hugging a pillow and ready to go. 

“Alright, I’m going in,” Josh declared, reaching down to press deep into her back. Her body yielded at his touch; she moaned as every press of his strong hands left a defined, hand-shaped impression in her soft skill. She was being squeezed on both sides, both by Josh’s chiseled hands, calloused fron years of hard work, as well as the bullets lodged deep within her. 

Josh raised and lowered his hand into her pliant skin, kneading it like dough. He would slow periodically to get a sense for her current mood, just enough to tease her, before folding her skin back into her core, and repeating again. Her body was like clay, and the more he worked her skin, the warmer it became, heat spreading throughout her rapidly softening form. Josh saw a limb slipping past his ankle in his peripheral view; it was the sole of her foot, extending on its own along the floor. 

Josh would periodically feel for something hard and metallic, and reach in to pluck a bullet free. For each one, he would toss it into a ceramic bowl he brought with him. If there were enough of them, maybe she could fashion some sort of necklace from it. 

“High… higher…~” Sue swooned, her body rippling as if a pebble was tossed into her semi-liquid backside. Josh worked his arms on her back, massaging her shoulders. She moaned sensuously, her arms looping forward to wrap around the bedknobs at the head of the bed; Josh spotted familiar lumps trickling down her extended limbs, and reached to pluck out more bullets

Cling, cling, cling… the number of bullets filling the bowl was becoming concerning.

”Sue, how do you sustain this much firepower and stay in one piece?” Josh murmured, astonished to find one bullet of a higher calibre than the others.

”That’s my secret, Josh: I don’t~” She giggled. 

Josh sighed. “Can you turn over for me?”

Upon his request, Sue’s body rippled underneath him. Her butt and breasts receded into her body, her body shuddering as they popped out the other side. Her hair wrapped around both sides of her head like curtains to reveal the back of her head, as her face rose up, as if she had dived into a peach-hued lake and resurfaced to catch her breath. 

“Ohoho~” Sue chuckled, cupping her left D-cup breast, her arm continuing to loop and stretch further around her. “What’re we gonna do on the bed?~”

“Just need to get at your feet…” Josh‘s fingers trickled down her legs, each having stretched to a length of twenty feet. Sue giggled as Josh had to run his fingers across the length of her body to get at her toes. 

“You’re not making this any easier.” Josh murmured with an accusatory glance, once he had arrived to her calves. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about~” Sue smirked. Josh reached the soles of her feet, and began to squeeze the bottoms of her feet. With his tight grip, he pulled along a defined lump, causing half a dozen bullets to pop out and clatter along the floor. And then he did the same for the other.

Sue snickered, curling her toes into exaggerated spirals. Josh knew she was ticklish there, and he was lingering down there well after he had wringed out every last bullet casing. She was getting impatient…

She stretched her foot further, out of Josh’s hands, between his legs, and around his body in exaggerated looped, before her limb tightened around him like rope coils. She raised him in the air and pulled him onto the bed, turning her body to face him and wrap her fingers around his shoulder. 

“I think I’m almost there…” Sue whispered, parting her lips to reveal another bullet between her teeth. She spit it out over the covers and brought Josh closer. “Isn’t there somewhere else you haven’t looked yet…?”

She parted her legs invitingly, inviting attention to her lower body. 

”Now that I think about it… yeah, one sec.” Josh raised his hand up to her lips.

”Eh? ACK!”

Sue yelped in surprise as Josh extended his hand past her lips and reached down her throat. She flailed her arms as her throat bulged like a frog’s.

”OOOOOSGHJ!” She protested.

”Yeah, shoulda washed my hand first, huh? Sorry.” Josh smirked, feeling around her chest. “Oh, your dinner’s down here. I don’t think you chewed it all, just kinda vacuum sealed it-“

”MRGRHRH!” Sue grunted. Josh laughed.

”You really should watch what you eat though.” Josh pulled back his hand, pulling out four bullets at once, each between his fingers. 

“Plah! Ptooie, blah, bleck…” Sue pulled at her tongue, stretching it two feet in length, before letting it go, and having it hit the back of her throat. “That wasn’t sexy at all, Josh! You were supposed to reach between my legs for any straggler!” 

“Oh, those should pass naturally on their own.” Josh shrugged. “Plus I… wanted to mess with you a bit, heh. Sorry.” 

“Sorry’s right!” Sue zipped around and pinned him to the bed in a fluid motion, with almost superhero swiftness. She leaned closer, her eyes hungrily leering over him, her hands clenching at his clothes, her hot breath on the nape of his neck.

”You spoiled me for dinner night, and gave me a massage on top of it.” Sue swooned. “It’s time I paid you back, with interest~”

Josh blushed at Sue’s aggressive seduction. He shrugged, and reached to unbutton his shirt.

”Well… fair’s fair.” He smirked, getting ready to unbutton his shirt.

BEEP BEEP! Josh blinked, a vibration shaking the entire bed coming from his pocket. Sue blinked in surprise.

”Uhhhh… your pager?” Sue had a bad feeling.

”Yeah…” Josh reached into his pocket for it, and groaned. “Emergency call-in… gotta hurry.”

”Ouuu…” Sue sat up, folding her arms. “Your boss should find someone else. And he pages you? Who uses pagers?”

”We’ll catch up with date night another night.” Josh pecked Sue on the cheek. “Love you.”

”Love you too…” Sue grumbled. She was looking forward to getting ravaged all night… now what would she do??