Mulling it over in her head,
the southern beauty came to a decision and waddled her way down into the sub
levels. After taking a trip towards the elevator and making her way down to the
level where the black bird, lab, cerebro and danger room were located Rogue
hoped that the blue furry genius had something, ANYTHING that would fix this
problem. “Should have gone to him first, dunno why I didn’t…” Stepping towards
the lab door she opened it and peaked her head through, a delightful scent
filled her nostrils, something she couldn’t quiet put her finger on.
“Hello?... Hank? Are you in
here?” Knocking on the archway of the lab the 500-pound woman waddled in and
looked around, finding the place seemingly empty, sniffing the air and still
finding that alluring smell, making her blush. Looking up she found Beast
hanging upside down, his feet gripping a steel pipe on the ceiling while going
over some notes. “Good morning Rogue, how can I… LADYSMITH BLACK MAMBAZO!!!
Losing his grip off the
pipe and landing heavily on the floor, Beast snapped up with wide eyes at the
massive bloated woman standing in front of him. It LOOKED like Rogue, but there
was a tint of green to her skin and her eyes were black with red dots. THAT
wasn’t what caught his attention, what did was that she was almost 5 times her original
weight! Almost three feet wide and twice that around, Rogue was now morbidly
obese. Even more outlandish was that she was wearing makeshift cloths OUT of
her cloths, wearing a pair of sweaters tied together like a bikini top and a
coat tied around her broad waist like a skirt. “ROGUE! What happened to you?!”
“That Toad got me during
the attack in the city yesterday and ah ended up with his powers, now ah’ve
been fattening up ever since.” She cied out, omitting what or whom she had been
eating that made her so fat. “Can you help me doc?” Putting her hands together
she pressed her cleavage up until it touched her chin, begging for his help,
her nipples were starting to tent in her top.
“Alright, I’ll see what I
can do, here, lay on the table and we’ll do a scan to see what’s wrong.” Moving
past the blue furred doctor, Rogue breathed in deeply and found the source of the
scent filling her nostrils, it was him. Wolverine’s heightened senses must be
picking up Hank’s pheromones, something that was starting to stoke Rogue’s
arousal the longer she was with him. Laying on the table a scanning bar hovered
over her bulk and traced past her head to toe. “Alright let’s see what’s wrong…
Hmm… Despite being so… Well fat, your actually in good health, and… Huh.”
Taping the screen, Hank zipped to a read out of her middle. Her stomach read
like a black spot that couldn’t be scanned, but just under it he found a few
additions that caught his attention. “It seems your pregnant.”
“What?” Blushing deeper,
Rogue turned to her side and lounged on the table, all she could smell now was
Beast and it was starting to make her hot and bothered. “I can’t make out
anything too specific at the moment but it seems that they are developing
rather quickly, you’ve got four fetuses that look to be a couple weeks along.”
He was about to continue but he suddenly found a large mass pressed up against
his back, with a pair of H cup breasts resting on his head and Rogue’s top
dropped unceremoniously on the keyboard in front of him.
“Is that so doctor?”
Breathed Rogue huskily, letting her hands roam over his furry chest. “What ahm
ah going to do? Ahm not ready to be a mama, not unless ah’ve got a big strong
MAN to provide for little ol me…” Gripping at her skirt she plucked at the knot
holding it around her waist and tossed the thing over to the side. Whatever
self control she had coming into the lab was long gone now.