Spun around in his chair Beast found himself face first into the abyss of Rogue’s cleavage, one hand pressing the back of his head to keep him there while the other drifted down to pull at his trunks. “Mfffgh, mghfff ffffgh, mfff!”
“What’s that sugah?” Asked the massive woman, giggling to herself while toying with the hem of his shorts, when she finally pulled Beast away, he gasped for air. “Rogue! What’s gotten into you?!”
“You just smell…” Breathing in deeply Rogue gave the blue furred animal man a drunken look, her eyes glazed over with arousal. “Good.” Catching Beast off guard she kissed him, pressing her bulk against his chest and pinning him against the computer desk display. At this point Hank was struggling to hold back a naked woman twice his size from trying to get into his pants, pushing her away incited a moan just before she finally broke away and stared at him with a pout. “What’s the matter sugah? Not good enough for ya?”
“Rogue, I don’t know what’s happening to you, but you need to take control of yourself.”
Giving Beast an odd look, Rogue stared deep into Beasts eyes and used her new telepathy to enter his mind. “Or maybe ah need to take control of YOU!” Stopping his struggles, Beast’s mind went blank when she kissed him again, her hands finally grabbing hold of his trunks and prying them clean off to be tossed over her shoulder. “Now come on you big blue teddy bear, give ol Rogue some comforting…”
*
Slithering out of an air vent and regaining her physical form, Mercury stood up and looked around. In Charles Xavier’s master study she found the man sitting by the window sipping tea and reading a book by his side.
“Professor! Professor I have to tell you something.”
Turning in his chair the master telepath smiled at the metallic girl, closing his book to have her attention. “Well good morning Miss Kincaid, what is it?”
“Professor!” Running up to his desk she wrung her hands at her chin and practically danced with anxiety. “I just saw Miss Rogue in the cafeteria, she was HUGE!!!”
“Well there was that incident with Toad the other day, perhaps…” Looking into the girl’s mind, Professor X’s face turned from comfort… To flat out confusion. In her mind Rogue didn’t have a pot belly like she did when she returned from the mission, she was flat out corpulent! So much so she was using clothes tied together just to BE clothes that fit her. Even stranger was the split second image of what looked like Rogue eating a pair of shoes, whole!
“Cessily dear…” Crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow, Charles let out a sigh to steel himself. “You have my attention.”
“MISSROGUEATEMRWOVLERINEANDSHECAUGHTMEFINDINGOUTANDCHASEDMEDOWNTHEHALLSBUTIJUMPEDINTOTHATVENTANDGOTAWAYANDNOWIDONTKNOWWHERESHE…”
“Slow down girl, I’m a mind reader, not a lip reader.” Seeing her pause and shake her head, Charles reached out with his mind to find his X-Men. Many were teaching classes or were on break, but some were just flat out gone. He couldn’t sense Gambit, or Emma, or Kitty OR Wolverine for that matter. Looking deeper he tried looking for Rogue, he found her but she seemed… Well…
*
The lab looked like a stampede had ran though it. Tables and chairs were broken and ruined on the floor, along with glass vials and containers that had been smashed and broken on impact. Sparks flew from a broken overhead light and the cracked screen of the computer desk continued to blip out broken data.
At the center of it all Rogue laid on her back while a drooling Beast plowed into her, her one leg wrapped around his waist while the other was hoisted over his shoulder. When she had taken hold of his mind she had done a number on his wits, reducing him to an animal in the rut, the pair had done it in almost every position and corner of the lab. Breaking everything in the process.
“THAT’S IT! More, harder, HARDER!” Crying out at the top of her lungs, she could feel Beast plumb deeper into her womanly depths, grunting with effort and damp with sweat. Unable to stop yet unable to keep going, Hank looked at the brink of exhaustion, panting for air before tensing up and groaning out when Rogue’s pussy clenched around his cock. “YEEEEEeesssssss…..” Both sharing an explosive orgasm, Beast finally had too much and passed out right on top of Rogue’s stomach and tits. Panting and sweating herself Rogue hummed and moaned in post coital bliss, still half drunk with lust squirming on the floor. A low growl filled the lab and Rogue smirked, giggling to herself while she panted with air.
“Guess ol that exercise made me peckish…” Playfully petting Hank’s hair with her fingers she slowly pulled him up her stomach and bust, licking her lips before opening her mouth wide. “Why not have a snack…” Wrapping her mouth around his head, Rogue began the slow process of pulling him down her throat. Her neck bulged wider the further Beast went down, her green lips stretching impossibly wide to swallow what had to be the biggest meal she had eaten yet. When his clawed toes passed her lips, the rest of the day’s events had finally caught up to her and she passed out on the floor, her meal bulging her stomach out like an orb just before sleep claimed her.