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X-Men pornChapter 6. Catch the Rogue Wave

Continue of A Little Rogue Goes a Long Way.

 The meeting was being held in one of the briefing rooms downstairs. The girls were chattering away, anxious to hear what the Professor was going to say. All of the angst from earlier was gone, the mood now light, almost jovial. They were no longer dealing with this issue alone, and they had total confidence that the Professor had solved the problem, or would soon do so.

Kitty had been astonished to find Danielle Moonstar at the meeting, who she hadn’t seen since Jubilee’s party several weeks ago. Even though she was not a resident, there was only reason she could be at this particular gathering. “Do you have the, uh, condition?”

But the professor was rolling into the room, so Danielle only had time for a quick nod. Everyone sat down.

“Good evening, ladies. I’ll make this brief, because there isn’t much to say. One, every one of you here has the condition.” He smiled. “But then, most of you already knew that. What was that name you gave it, Jean?”

“Mad Dong Disease.”

The Professor waited for the laughter to subside. “Two, it is likely permanent. Note that I just mean the capability, not whether it is manifested or not. Three, the inability to morph back to female during an erection will remain. It has to do with the blood accumulated in the organ during the erection, which has an impact on the reverse morph back to female. When it is just tissue, there is complete freedom to morph in both directions. This is just an inconvenience, of course. Four, the one you are most anxious to hear about, I am positive I can solve the involuntary morph problem. We will try normal human methods first, such as ordinary hypnosis. There is a good likelihood that these will be sufficient. If not, I will put a block directly in your minds, similar to the one for Tiffany’s claws. With your permission, of course. But the involuntary morphs will soon be a thing of the past, no matter how sexually aroused you get. I will set up a schedule to work with all of you on this.”

The girls breathed a collective sigh of relief and applauded.

“Oh, and speaking of Tiffany’s mental block, I am impressed by the great progress she has made in becoming a part of our family. If she continues to improve at this rate, I will be removing her block at a time not far in the future. That is all I have. I hope you are reassured by this news.”

“But wait, Professor!” Jean cried out. “Are you going to tell us how it happened? Has that been determined?”

Professor X was hesitant. “I am not sure it is a good idea to tell you. Everything is fine now, or soon will be. Perhaps we could leave it at that.”

The girls were taken aback by this unexpected answer, and there was a buzz of conversation as they digested it. Finally Jean spoke up again. “But shouldn’t we know the cause so that we can make sure it doesn’t happen again? The next strange body change might not be so benign.”

“This particular happening is unlikely to occur again. It depended on a certain sequence of events.”

“So you do know what happened then,” Storm said.

“Yes. I’ve known it all along. As have all the other males. More precisely, I knew that the incident happened, but I did not know what the consequences would be. The strange way it manifested itself, the genital morphing, was quite unexpected. Look, I will tell you if you insist, but I must warn you that you might find it upsetting. The event itself was rather severe, and I am truly astonished that you all came out of it with so little harm. With no actual harm, really. We could have just as easily have lost every single one of you. If I tell you about it, many of you will probably have a case of nerves, similar to the feeling someone has after narrowly missing a fatal car accident.”

There was more buzzing after that. The Professor waited patiently.

Jean addressed the Professor again. “But we are okay now, right?”

“As far as I can tell, yes. But I cannot guarantee that some other side effect won’t show up later. I don’t expect any, however.”

“Then I want to hear about it.”

The Professor gave a heavy sigh. “All right. Anyone who wishes to hear, please stay. Anyone who does not may leave.”

Some of the girls looked nervous, but none left.

“All right. Many of you have noticed that the symptoms began occurring soon after the party welcoming Jubilee back to the Institute. The actual incident happened at the party. There were three contributing factors. The first was Mystique, as some of you have guessed. The second was one of the girls in this room. The third was the sports drink Pow-R 8, which all of you know is benign to humans and poisonous to mutants.”

Kitty heard Tabitha muttering nearby. “Oh, Jeez, one of us was at fault? Let it not be me this time, let it not be me…”

“Before I go into details,” the Professor went on. “I want to assure everyone that the girl involved did not contribute to the problem intentionally. She wasn’t even under the control of one of our enemies, such as the many incidents involving Mesmero. She wasn’t being careless. It was a complete accident on her part. The blame lies with others, so I do not want anyone coming down on her. She was merely a conduit.” He paused. “The girl involved was Rogue.”

“I knew it,” Rogue said. “I just knew it. Damn Mystique to hell! I wish she was here so I could push her off the fucking cliff again!”

“Actually, she wasn’t directly involved this time. It was residue of her powers within you, from the several times you absorbed her, that apparently caused the genital morphing condition. Basically what happened was that you accidentally drank most of a can of Pow-R 8, which of course we know can have disastrous results for mutants.”

“The same shit that messed up Evan so much? Oh my god!” Rogue looked like she was about to faint.

“Calm down, Rogue,” the Professor said sharply. “You’re fine now. This was weeks ago. You survived it.”

“I don’t understand, Professor,” Jean said. “If Rogue drank something toxic to mutants, I can see how that would seriously harm her, but how could it affect the rest of us?”

“I don’t fully understand it myself. As near as we have been able to determine, the trauma reached such a high level that she sort of exploded outward, some sort of energy wave that expanded from her and engulfed everyone in the room. The Rogue Wave, as we have been calling it, was actually visible, just barely, and could be seen passing through people. Rogue’s power, including Mystique’s morphing ability, was basically replicated in all of you temporarily. Eventually it faded and you returned to normal, yet a limited degree of morphing ability apparently remained permanently.”

“But we were all present at that party, Charles,” Storm said. “We would have remembered such a bizarre event.”

“You certainly would have,” the Professor agreed, “if I had not suppressed your memory. Your recall of the party up until the time of the incident is real. I planted false memories for that time forward, indicating that the party ended normally. I could restore the real memories if you insist, but I am pretty positive you would not like them. You were all on the floor screaming, apparently in intense pain. Rogue especially. And there wouldn’t have been much more to remember anyway, because you all went into a comatose state after a few minutes.”

“Good god,” Jean said, looking shaky.

“Well, now you can see why I didn’t want to go into this.”

Storm spoke again. “Charles, you apparently could observe all this while everyone was collapsing all around you. Did your superior power protect you from this, er, Rogue Wave?”

“Not just me. None of the males were affected in the slightest. Only the females. The only possible explanation is that you were the same sex as the conduit, which of course was Rogue. Though I have no idea why that would make a difference. But it did allow us to try to take care of you, transporting all of you downstairs for medical treatment. All of us were extremely worried about you. But you somehow came out of it physically intact, for which I shall be eternally grateful. There was psychological trauma, which I removed by erasing the memories. Then we anxiously waited to see if there would be any additional problems, but this strange genital morph was the only one.”

“Where did the Pow-R 8 come from?” Amara asked. “Why would Rogue drink it?”

“Most of you remember our former housekeeper, Mrs. Mirelli. I’m afraid she was rather incompetent, which is why she is no longer here. She inadvertently bought a whole case of Pow-R 8, not knowing the danger of it. Most of it was destroyed, but a few cans were misplaced and were lying there in the pantry like land mines. The color, size, and markings of the Pow-R 8 can are very similar to Rogue’s favorite beer and she grabbed it by accident. I assume she was talking to someone at the time and not expecting toxic substances in the cooler.”

“Wow,” Kitty said. “I guess we should, like, stop complaining about the dong condition. It’s just a pimple compared to what might have happened to us.”

to be continue…

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