As she poked her head out of the door, Storm spotted young Kitty Pryde wandering past, her attention focused solely on her phone.
"Teenagers..." Ororo murmured despairingly. She had never been fond of texting, preferring to have an actual conversation where both people were present. "Morning Kitty. Did you sleep well?"
At the sound of Storm's voice, Kitty managed to tear her gaze away from her phone - Only to wish she hadn't. "Storm, what on Earth have you done?!?" she squealed in horror, taking in the drastic new look of her team mate. "You beautiful hair - Hey, have
you been working out? I - OH MY GOD! Your hair! -"
The poor girl was almost hysterical. Wrapping her fingers around Kitty's slim wrist, she all but dragged her into the supply closet so they would have some time to talk.
"Hush Kitten. You are over reacting. I like the way I look."
Storm was beginning to feel dizzy - Some strange emotion she couldn't quite place was overwhelming her. The leather pants she'd put on were starting to feel rather tight. Grimacing, she attempted to think of something else.
"B-But - It's so different! I'm not sure what the other's will think? - Oh, what will T'Challa say?!?"
It was impossible. All she could focus on was Kitty's ramblings. It was beginning to make her angry to the point of no return. Tightening her grip of Kitty's wrist, Storm yanked the young X-woman forward so their faces were mere inches apart. She devoured
the look of surprise and a hint of fear on Kitty's face as she hissed menacingly.
"I don't care what my husband will say! It is my prerogative as a wo - " she paused, remembering she wasn't exactly entirely female any more. "Look, just shut up Kitty or I'll have to find a way to keep you quiet!"
A spark of defiance lit up in Kitty's eyes. "Oh, and how are you gonna do that then? Shove a rag in my mouth? Staple it shut? There's nothing in here you could use to keep me silent Storm!"
The bulge in Storm's pants would have been noticeable, had it not been for the darkness of the closet.
A sly smile reached the weather witch's lips as her free hand slowly reached for her zipper. "Hm. You know, I think I've got just the thing to put in your mouth..."