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Jean was sitting up in bed reading. Occasionally she glanced at the clock, wondering when Kitty was going to show up. Finally there was a knock on the door. As Jean opened it, she said, “About time you got here. I was— Oh! Hi, Amara. Come on in, you two.”

The three of them sat on the bed. Jean smiled. “Uh, what can I do for you?”

“Same as before,” Kitty said. “I’m going to fuck you with my dick.”

Jean’s jaw dropped. “I thought you didn’t want anyone to know about that. I mean, I knew you guys were close, but…”

“And then,” Amara interrupted, “I’m going to fuck you with my dick.”

“What? You have one too?”

“We’ve been, like, comparing notes,” Kitty said, “and it seems like we’re both in the same boat.”

“Yeah, we both have the same problem. Sometimes we can’t make them go away.”

Jean looked at Amara with wide eyes. “That was what happened at the mall? When we thought you were sick?” At the other girl’s nod, she said, “I guess I need to run all the tests on you, too. Even if everything comes out the same, that would tell the Professor something. Yet there could be significant differences too, and that would be useful to know as well. But we can do that tomorrow.” She grinned. “Looks like I’m going to get even less sleep than I thought.”

“Ever since I found out about Kitty,” Amara said, “I’ve been wondering if it’s been happening to any of the other girls. I mean, if they think they’re the only ones, like we did, they aren’t gonna broadcast it.”

“That just occurred to me too,” Jean said, “but there’s no way to know unless they come forward and ask for help, like Kitty did. Or have an accident, like you almost did. I mean, I can’t just go up to Rogue, for instance, and say, ‘Hey, do you have your dick yet? I’m still waiting for mine.’ She would think I was insane.” Jean looked thoughtful. “I will check with Storm, though, to see if she’s heard about any weirdness. Some girls might have gone to her instead of me, though I think the Professor would have told me.”

“On the other hand,” Kitty said, “maybe you should call a girls-only meeting and just tell everyone what is going on. I mean, like, just say what is happening, not who it is happening to. We don’t know what is causing it. It might be spreading like a virus or something, and knowing about it could prevent all the girls from getting it.” Read the rest of this entry »

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“Wow,” Kitty said, “the mall is busy for a weeknight.”

“They’ve got some kind of promotion going,” Jean said. “A bunch of the stores are participating.”

“I love this mall,” Tabitha said. “I was heartbroken when you guys trashed it fighting the Brotherhood. It took them weeks to repair it.”

Jean sighed. “We trashed the mall and Wanda trashed us. She really caused most of the damage by making our powers go wild.” She pointed. “That stairway over there is the one Scott accidentally destroyed. Well, it’s the replacement, I mean.”

“Speaking of Scott,” Kitty said, “I thought you were going to spend time with him tonight.”

Jean grimaced. “I thought I was too, but there’s a football game on.”

Amara looked at her in surprise. “But you like sports. You went out for a bunch when you were at Bayville High.”

“I like playing sports myself, not watching overpaid gorillas do it.”

“So where are we going first?” Tabitha asked. “This is your show, X-23. Er, I mean Tiffany.”

X-23/Tiffany shrugged. “How should I know? I know as much about fashion as a water buffalo. I’ve never even been in a fucking mall before.” She looked at Kitty with a mildly annoyed expression. “When you said I should go to one, I didn’t know you meant tonight.”

“Well, then, you’re in our hands. I see a complete makeover in your future.”

Kitty giggled. “She can’t be made over if she was never made in the first place. We’re starting from scratch here. All she has is what you-know-which-organization-of-assholes made her wear.”

“Whoa,” Tabitha said. “A clean slate. Let’s do her up right. Clothes, makeup, new hair color, tattoos, piercings…”

“Let’s not get carried away,” Jean said. “We sure as hell shouldn’t do anything that can’t be undone. Let her get her bearings first, for Christ’s sake. Then if she wants stuff like that, she can decide for herself.” Read the rest of this entry »