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A Little Rogue Goes a Long Way. X-Men: Evolution. Chapter 4b.

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 “Give me a few minutes,” Amara said, “and then you can start up again.”

Kitty was still going strong, panting with each thrust. “I’m not gonna last much longer.”

“I want to taste Kitty’s cum,” Amara said suddenly. “Put me where she can cum in my mouth instead of in you. You already got some of her cum.”

Jean obliged by lowering Amara, at a head down angle, until her face was right above the pussy that Kitty was pounding feverishly. “Did you hear, Kitty? When you cum, pull out and let Amara have it.”

“Yeah, got it,” Kitty panted. “I’ll try.”

Kitty was getting close, a fact that was highly obvious to the other two girls. “Uhhhhhhh, I’m cumming!”

“Me, too!” Jean cried.

As requested, Kitty pulled out and thrust her hips upward, putting the dick in the vicinity of Amara’s mouth. The other girl clamped on just as Kitty squealed and the dick started to spew cum.

“Gmmmmppphf,” Amara said eloguently as her mouth filled with cum. She wasn’t quite able to keep up with the flow either, so some cum spilled over on Jean.

Kitty hung there suspended, wiped out, while Jean brought Amara over so that she could resume the blowjob. She soon had Amara moaning again, while a recovered Kitty spread her asscheeks and alternately licked her asshole and fingered it. Both girls handled Amara’s body.

Finally Amara gasped. “Put me down, Jean. I have to cum.”

Jean quickly lowered Amara to the floor, where she opened what appeared to be a closet and went inside. Less urgently, Jean brought Kitty and herself down to watch. They had seen the containment chamber in use before, but suspected it might be different this time and didn’t want to miss the show.

The chamber looked very much like a large shower stall with a full-width glass side. The material wasn’t actually glass, but it was equally transparent, so that Amara and her sex partners could at least see each other, even though they couldn’t touch. The chamber had an integral bench seat, similar to that of a sauna.

Her enclosure didn’t have to withstand a full-power burn, as she wasn’t intentionally flaming during an orgasm. It usually wasn’t even a full-body burn, just localized flareups. The containment only had to withstand about 400 degrees, which was just lukewarm compared to the temperatures she could generate on purpose.

Amara was sitting there, finishing herself by hand. Kitty watched breathlessly, while Jean diddled herself, hoping to cum again to accompany Amara.

That’s one of the drawbacks to the dong, Kitty thought. I can’t have multiple orgasms any more while I have it.

Amara was jerking lightly, hoping to prolong it. Sporadic flickers of flame were now starting to appear. Various parts of her body would suddenly flare up, showing her trademark pattern of jagged red and black stripes, then disappear just as suddenly. Her legs would flame, then her shoulder, and so on.

She was nearing her orgasm, judging by the noises she was making and the increasing frequency of the localized flareups.

Finally Amara screamed and came, shocking Kitty by shooting flame out her dick instead of cum, a dagger of fire 3 feet long. What the HELL? Kitty thought as all of the flame went out and Amara sat there breathing hard.

Kitty turned to Jean. “Did you fucking see that?”

“See what? I had my eyes closed. I came just before she did. I just heard her cum, didn’t see it.”

“Aw, you missed it?”

Amara came out of the chamber, leaning against the outer door. “Wow, that was awesome. But I don’t know where the cum went. There’s none on me and none in the chamber.”

“There may have been some,” Kitty said, “but you incinerated it! You had your eyes closed too, I guess.” She described what she had seen, while the other two looked at her in amazement.

“Holy fuck,” Jean said. “We’ll have to get that on video.”

Amara grinned. “Yeah, we can send it in to Stupid Mutant Tricks or something. It is kinda nice not having to clean up the cum.”

“I guess you’re sorta like a self-cleaning oven.”

********

Kitty sat at the console waiting for Scott. She looked at her watch, noting that there were still several minutes before the Danger Room scenario was to begin. Through the windows of the control room, she could see the trainees sitting on the floor far below, waiting. This was to be a simpler exercise, at least compared to the tougher scenarios the regular team normally ran. The mixed exercises, combining the two groups, had an intermediate degree of difficulty.

Kitty noticed that Tiffany was sitting somewhat apart from the rest of the group, but not as far away as she had in the past. The attempts to get her to socialize appeared to be working, though it was a slow process. It looked like Tiffany was talking to Peter. They probably had some things in common, as Peter found American society incomprehensible too.

In a way it was strange to see Peter with the trainees, since he was an experienced fighter. But he needed to adjust to the X-Man fighting style and form of teamwork. He would probably transition to the main team pretty quickly.

Scott and Jean entered the control room. They were in uniform, as was Kitty, even though none of the three would actually be participating. It was a moral support thing, solidarity and all that.

“Hi, Kitty,” Scott said. “We’re going to run Sentinel-66 this time. Give them five minutes and then sock it to them.” He sat in the command chair, giving him an overview of the Danger Room.

“Got it.” She entered the scenario designation into the computer, then hit the button for the PA. “This is Shadowcat. Exercise begins in five minutes. Good luck.” She started the countdown. It appeared on her console and on a huge scoreboard-sized panel in the DR. The big panel also displayed the scenario designator, so they knew they would be fighting a Sentinel this time.

Kitty couldn’t hear the groans as the trainees got up from the floor, because of the distance and the glass separating her from them, but she knew the groans were there. Interestingly enough, Tabitha was participating in this one. She didn’t live at the Institute because she couldn’t take the structure, but she visited often and sometimes trained. The Professor considered her a reserve, to be used in emergency situations. Once such emergency had been the Apocalypse battle. Tabitha had been on the Egypt team.

The players down below prepared for battle, performing exercises to limber themselves up. She could see Tiffany extending her claws experimentally, making sure they were operational. This was the only place she could use them.

The countdown hit zero and the exercise started. The trainees started forward in attack formation, but they were apparently preparing to assault an empty space. From this angle, Kitty couldn’t see the hologram. She looked in the monitor, so that she could see what the trainees saw, and there was the Sentinel, all big and badass.

The exercise was a combination of reality and illusion. The weapons were real, as the danger room itself positioned energy cannons on booms, placing them to exactly match the nonexistent Sentinel. The hologram covered them up, making it look like the Sentinel was firing them.

On the other hand, it wasn’t quite like fighting the real Sentinel. The original had chased them for several city blocks. The Danger Room was big, but not that big. The trainees were also limited by the fact that the giant robot wasn’t physically present. This wasn’t the Star Trek holodeck. One attack technique would have been for Peter to toss Tiffany up to the head, where she could slash her way inside and trash the circuitry. But that wasn’t possible if the head wasn’t really there. She would just fall back to the floor.

But aside from asking Trask if they could borrow a real Sentinel for target practice, there wasn’t much else they could do. This was better than nothing. At least the trainees knew what it was like being shot at with live ammunition.

Intent on watching the scenario unfold, Kitty was started by Jean’s voice in her head. “Kitty, there have been some new developments.”

Kitty still had her mind on the exercise. “On what?” It didn’t occur to her to wonder why Jean didn’t want Scott to hear the conversation.

“On the epidemic of Mad Dong Disease. Four new cases.”

That got her attention. “Huh? Four of them? Who?”

“Jubilee, Rogue, Storm, and Rahne.”

“Holy shit! Storm too? So it’s not a sex-crazed teen thing.”

“Apparently not. The Professor has decided to hold that town hall meeting we talked about earlier. I wouldn’t have told you who the four were, but this whole thing is about to blow wide open anyway. Well, except that the guys still won’t know anything, of course. It’ll happen in a few days.”

Now it was the console that Kitty couldn’t concentrate on. She watched the trainees run around firing off their powers, but she wasn’t seeing them, still thinking about what Jean had said. She finally forced herself back into the exercise. She had to be prepared to shut down the simulation instantly on Scott’s command, in case something happened down on the floor.

to be continue…

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