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The male X-Men and their male students suddenly find campus life much more interesting...

by Grimmer
Storyline Trinity Weirdness
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Scott Summers was taking a relaxing nap after a crazy mission the night earlier involving a Sentinel, Bishop and Cable's time traveling shenanigans, and the start of yet another one of Emma and Jean's legendary arguments over who he loved more.

As he slept, visor securely in place, the entirety of the female population on the campus changed.

In Jean Grey's room, the redhead, former Phoenix, and current instructor inspected her figure in the mirror. A toned body, a honed mind, she was an ideal of beauty to most mutants and non-mutants alike. But now, looking at her figure, Jean sighed. She loved Scott, he loved her, and that should have been enough but after one of her many, many, deaths Scott hooked up with Emma. Jean didn't hate him for that, knowing that she'd want him to be happy in the even that one of her deaths eventually became permanent. What she did hate was Emma's gloating about her superiority, the narrow glare of her icy eyes, and that infuriating, snobbish, tone in her voice.

Jean's fist clenched and she imagined punching that smug look right off of the blonde's face.

Suddenly, her whole body tingled, her firm frame starting to bloat up. It started with her face, a roundness suddenly splurging into life, ring upon ring of flesh wobbling against one another underneath her formerly trim chin. Her breasts bulged, first just becoming moderately larger than Emma's, then looking like Emma's if Emma Frost had been raised by a glutton. Her stomach consumed her abs, a growing wave of flesh that was soft to the touch. No muscle tone remained as her flesh brushed against the cool glass. Her rear exploded into obesity and beyond, a single glance from the corner of her eye showing one of her butt-cheeks alone was larger than half of her bed.

Of course by this point the clothes she was wearing were nothing but tatters and she stood nude and corpulent. But she didn't feel weak. A strength, far more physical than any she had felt before, was coursing through every cell in her body. She felt like she could punch through even the mightiest of doors in the school. Hell, she could probably punch through Emma's stupid diamond form.

Clenching her fist, Jean smiled at her reflection.

Time to go show Ms. Frost just how strong she was!


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