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Generation X 18 - Superiority Complex (continued)
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"Your pants! What? are you so insecure about your own body....."
That tears it! thought Monet, this little mallrat isn't going to
get the better of me!
She slid her track pants down her legs, she wore plain white
panties beneath.
"I thought you didn't sweat," laughed Jubilee.
"What?" growled Monet, forgetting to keep her composure.
"Your panties are soaked through! Or is that not sweat?" Jubilee
chuckled lightly.
Monet grabbed her panties and ripped them away, exposing a neatly
trimmed pussy.
"Wow! You're like, getting a little anxious!"
"Shut up!" snarled Monet, she leaped forward, crashing onto the
bed above Jubilee.
"Hey! What are you.....?" started Jubilee, Monet slipped her head
forward, pressing her lips hard against Jubilee's mouth.
Jubilee's eyes widened, this wasn't what she had expected, she had
thought she might embarrass M enough to make her cry, or maybe if she was
lucky get to feel her up a bit - but this!
M broke the kiss, Jubilee's mouth opened and closed as she struggled
to find words.
"If I had known that this is what it took to shut you up, I would
have done it a long time ago!"
She slid down the bed, grabbing Jubilee by the legs, she flipped
the young mutants legs up, spread them apart and buried her mouth in
Jubilee's sopping pussy.
Jubilee's upper body gave an involuntary jerk upwards as she felt
the shock of another female's mouth against her cunt. Then her back
arched and her head pushed against her pillow as waves of pleasure rocked
through her body. She looked up, the sight of Monet's face buried in her
cunt, her beautiful ass pushed up into the air nearly drove the young
woman over the edge.
Her eyes saw something out of the corner of her eye, pushing her
head to the side she saw Penance staring from behind the door at them, her
mouth open slightly.
Jubilee would have been worried, but Penance was not only mute,
but didn't think like an ordinary human, her fur was red and diamond
sharp, she had severe claws, but Jubilee had always thought she probably
had a cute body underneath all that leather she wore.
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She (Penance) did not understand, apple-bright girl * (Jubilee)
and double girl * (Monet) were making rutting noises, but they were
both females? How could they rut?
She scampered away, she didn't understand, but knew she wouldn't
get any apples from apple-bright girl.
She wondered outside The Woman's (White Queen) room, she was
confused by The Woman, she wanted to rut with The Man (Banshee) but
wouldn't let him rut with her, and The Man wanted to rut with her but
pretended he didn't.
She put her ear to the door, she could hear rutting noises from
The Woman's room, but the woman was alone...how could The Woman rut alone?
Penance sniffed at the door, there was something there? A string?
a thread? going to Apple-Bright and Double girls room, but the string
wasn't real, it was in the mind....whose mind?
Penance decided she didn't want to know about the thread, she
couldn't eat it......but there was a window up on the roof looking into
The Woman's room, maybe she would find out how The Woman rutted herself.
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She was trying to prove her superiority!
Jubilee had clicked a second ago, Monet was desperate to make
Jubilee cum to prove that she was in control, but Jubilee wanted to prove
her superiority!
She pulled her dripping pussy away from M's face, the invulnerable
mutant looked up in surprise, Jubilee was leaping towards her.
Monet hit the ground, her body taking the impact easily, but now
Jubilee was on top of her. She felt two fingers slide into her pussy,
another grabbed her by the back of the head and pulled her forward, and
once more Monet felt Jubilee's tongue slide into her mouth.
And the extreme pleasure Jubilee's hand gave her just made her
angrier.
- What the bleeding hell was that? - muttered Chamber. When his
mutant powers had first manifested themselves he had released a bolt of
psi-energy so powerful it had blown away his jaw and much of his lower
chest.
Every cloud has a silver lining.
He didn't have to eat, he didn't need to breath.
Every silver lining has a cloud.
He couldn't eat, he couldn't breath.
"Forget it," laughed Husk,"It was probably Jubilee throwing
Monet's chestofdrawers out the window!"
- You ever get the feeling that those two are going to kill
each other? - he asked, Chamber had to talk telepathically because he
didn't have a mouth.
"Trying sleeping in the same room with them," Husk laughed.
- Okay, enough, you still haven't answered my question, what are
you doing down here? -
"It's so hot upstairs, ah needed to get somewhere cooler...but
I'm still feeling kind of hot."
- Forget it - muttered Chamber - I can't get close to you Husk,
you know that, I'm missing half of my body! -
Husk smiled,"Just because you don't have a mouth doesn't mean
you don't have other organs!"
- Enough girl! Out of my room, you're driving me crazy! -
"That's the idea!" she laughed, placing one hand on her shoulder,
cocking her hips and trying to look sexy.
- I've had it! - Chamber growled, striding over to the door he
pulled on the knob.....and nothing happened.
"Look's like we're stuck in here," Husk smiled,"Whatever shall
we do to pass the time?"
Monet was on her stomach, her tits rubbed against the carpeted
floor, she struggled to pull herself forward, but she did not bring all
her great strength to bear, despite her protests, she was enjoying this.
Jubilee had buried her face between M's buttocks, her mouth
alternating between sliding into her cunt and giving her asshole
a rimming.
M couldn't believe it, the annoying little X-Men reject was going
to make her cum! She was going to lose to a girl who wore a yellow overcoat
and whose mutant powers were making fireworks!
"Noooooo," she gasped as she felt her orgasm building, she didn't
know where Jubilee had learned to eat pussy so well, but she couldn't even
hope to compare....but perhaps she didn't have to?
She thought about that, was it so bad to be sexually dominated
by Jubilee? She was certainly enjoying herself so far?
NO! It was the principle of the thing!
She felt a twinge of pain as Jubilee slid a finger up her asshole,
but at least she wasn't licking her cunt anymore.
Jubilee was now up on her knees, sweat rolled of her body, she was
breathing heavily, her breasts rising and falling as she gaped in large
chunks of air.
M took her chance, she pulled away, there was a small pop as
Jubilee's finger slipped out of her ass.
"Hey, what.....what are you....doing," gasped Jubilee.
Monet turned around and sat up, she smiled devilishly.
"You can't keep up the pace in this heat can you?" she
laughed,"But I could do this all night!"
"Just.....huff...huff......just try me......I'll make you....
...I'll make you........shit!"
"You'll make me shit? that isn't a pleasant image," smirked M.
"No you stupid.....man it's hot......don't you hear that noise?"
M listened, and she did indeed hear it, the sound of the White
Queen yelling and Banshee yelling back, they were heading this way.
"Quickly! get to bed!" snapped Monet.
Jubilee didn't argue, she stumbled towards her bed and slipped
beneath the covers, M hopped into her own and they lay still, waiting for
the White Queen and Banshee to walk past.
"What the hell was I thinking!" muttered M.
"What?"
"Letting you get the better of me like that, I should have knocked
you out of the mansion for trying to seduce me."
"Hey, you were the one trying to grab my tits while I was asleep!"
"You were awake! You little tart, so you knew you were kissing
me!"
"Hey, doesn't change the fact you tried to feel me up..."
"Shhh, they're coming."
They both pretended sleep, M wondered to herself why she had
been acting like she did, it was like someone had turned on a switch, and
then turned it off?
The White Queen was loving it, she was finally getting back at
that little brat!
The Beast had surmised that M may be autistic, but when Banshee
had tried to take her to a doctor she had turned on the tears and the
Irish idiot had let it slide.
She had had no recourse but to try and pry the information out
of M's head, and the arrogant little snot had knocked her telepathic probe
back on her and told her to stay out of her head.
"Power isn't everything," the White Queen laughed,"A little skill
goes a long way....and I have a lot!"
Ever since they had boarded the plane to Ireland she had been
digging her way into M's mind ever so carefully, gaining slight
control - slight enough so that M wouldn't suspect - but enough to make
her susceptible to suspicion.
So how best to get back at her? Through young Jubilee of course.
M and Jubilee had developed a quick rivalry, despite M's claims
that the ex-X-Man was beneath her notice, she seemed to need to feel
superior to her.
For the last ten minutes she had been masturbating fiercely as
the images in M's head came back to her mind. The vision of her two young
students desperately trying to make the other cum first, licking each
other's clits, rubbing tits against each other and kissing passionately.
She was just about ready to cum, and decided to make M as well, let her
feel inferior to Jubilee, maybe she would make the arrogant
mutant Jubilee's sex slave, and in time, her own?
Then came the knock at the door, breaking the tenuous connection
between Emma and Monet.
"Emma, can I speak with ye?" came Banshee's voice through the door.
"Sean! Would you mind coming back later?" she yelled, pulling a
sheet around her body.
"Nae Emma, ye need to see this!"
She pulled open the door, his eyes widened at the sight of her
cleavage under the sheet. The White Queen had extremely large breasts,
and she was well aware of Banshee's desire for her, but she enjoyed
teasing him more than anything else.
"What is it Sean?"
"Maybe ye should get dressed?"
"What is it?"
"I cannae describe it! get dressed woman!"
Emma growled,"I don't take orders from anyone!" she yelled,
dropping the sheet to the ground she walked past him, naked as the day
she was born.
"Emma!" he gasped, trying to keep his eyes off of her naked
form - not an easy task!
"What is it?" she asked, walking forward, moving her hips from
side to side, Banshee forced his eyes away from her ass and looked her
in the eyes.
"Emma, get dressed!"
She started down the stairs,"No one will see," she said,"Jubilee
and Monet have had a busy day, they're asleep, Synch and Skin are building
a treehouse for Artie and Leech, Penance is on the roof with Gateway and
Chamber is trying to keep Husk from raping him."
"What!?!"
She was halfway down the stairs,"Where are we going?" she asked.
"Outside," he muttered, his eyes had drifted down to her ass
again.
They made their way down to the ground floor, they walked out the
front door.
"Oh," she said, staring up at what had brought Banshee's
attention,"I see...or rather I don't see."
Floating right in front of the Mansion was a giant hole full
of.....nothing.
(*) Jubilee wears a bright yellow overcoat and feeds Penance
apples, as for Monet - well - see Generation X 31 to see why she is
double-girl!
Hulk 444 - Man Or Beast, Mind Or Matter
Storm was dressed in army fatigues, she looked hot
thought Colonel St. Lawrence.
Blaquesmith looked anything but, the alien looking creature
seemed to know how to operate the Stealth Bomber all right, but how? he
wasn't touching the controls.
"Something this primitive is easily operated," Blaquesmith replied
to her unspoken question.
St. Lawrence frowned.
"You reading my mind?" she asked,"I don't like that!"
"I can't help it if your mind is so unguarded, oh by the way you
can forget what you were thinking about, Storm isn't your type."
St. Lawrence gasped, if looks could kill Blaquesmith would have
been disintegrated.
"Leave her alone Blaquesmith," growled Storm,"I've had it with
your petty meddling, if Cable dies, it's your fault."
"How is it my fault!" yelled the strange looking alien-telepath.
"If you had tethered him properly Hulk would be intelligent and
wouldn't be trying to trash the countryside."
"'Fraid not," said St. Lawrence,"The Hulk has been acting extremely
strangely recently, we in the Military believe that he is exhibiting
signs of a new personality, more along the lines of his old Mr. Fixit
Personality."
"He was an Enforcer in Vegas back then, wasn't he?"
asked Storm,"Wolverine mentioned having some good times with him back
then."
"We're coming up on him," said Blaquesmith,"How is Cables body?"
Storm looked down on Cable's prostrate body,"He still appears
calm, is that how he should be?"
"For now," muttered Blaquesmith to himself,"For now."
"HULK SMASH!" screamed Hulk and bashed the ground again,"WHERE
ARE YOU!"
"I'm in your head you idiot," came the confident reply,"You
can't hit me or smash me, my body is miles away."
"LEAVE HULK ALONE!" roared Hulk,"GET OUT OF HULK'S HEAD!"
"Make me," came the reply.
The Hulk rammed his fists into the ground.
My name is Nathan Dayspring Summers Askani'son and Chosen One,
I prefer Cable.
When I was very young, the mad mutant survivalist Apocalypse
infected me with a techno-organic virus and my father - Cyclops of the
X-Men - was forced to send me to the future to be saved.
I returned to the past on a so called mission and eventually got
healed of the T.O Virus, and since then Blaquesmith has been avoiding me,
he always wanted me to do the mission one way, I had another way - but it
looks like the point is moot, because the Hulk wants to smash me.
Fine, it's not the first time I've been in a lose-lose situation
and won.
I initially separated Bruce Banner from the Hulk to bring him
out of a coma, but the Hulk woke up before I had a chance to bring them
back together, and now this old man is getting in the way.
"Who are you?"
"Who am I? Who are you?" replied the man with a grin, he had a
white moustache and was wearing a hulkamania bandanna - not The Hulk, but
Hulk Hogan - clever.
"Look, you're some sort of defense mechanism of Banner's mind, I
don't know who you are, but I can stop you."
"Just try it Nathan."
"How do you know my name!" I gasped in shock.
"I know lots of things about you, things that you don't even know
yourself."
I hit him with a full powered t.k burst, and nothing happened.
"Who are you!"
"Look behind you Nate, there's something you should see."
I turn around and look, there's a door - a way out?
"Yes," replied the man, even though I had never spoken aloud,"It's
a way out, The Hulk and I have things to speak about."
"No way! I have to fix what I broke!"
"You didn't break it, who do you think woke the Hulk up early?"
"Just who the.......
......hell are you?" gasped Cable, sitting up in shock.
"Cable?" asked Storm,"How are you?"
Cable coughed,"I'm not sure, but I need to speak to Xavier."
"That may be a problem," responded Storm,"Magneto has returned,
more powerful than ever, he's destroyed the Mansion, nearly killed Bishop
and he's threatening to destroy life as we know it."
Cable growled,"Of course, it's never anything simple is it."
"So what's the deal?" asked the old man,"What are all your thoughts
revolving around?"
"Sex," replied Banner without a moments hesitation.
"I thought so," sighed the old man,"Can you roar your name for
me?" he asked the figure of the Hulk, that stood beside Banner.
"HULK!" roared the Hulk.
"The Incredible."
"THE INCREDIBLE HULK!"
"I knew it!" snapped the old man,"No TM."
"TM?" asked Banner,"Trademark?"
"That's right, no TM, no R in a circle.....nothing."
"I'm not sure I understand," said Banner.
"There's a problem...."
"Hulk can smash it?" asked the Hulk hopefully.
"Not this one, someone has gained control of your lines."
"You talk like I'm not a human being, like I'm some sort of
creation," snapped Banner.
"We're all creations of one kind or another, but I didn't think
I had time to tell any more stories.....maybe I have one more good one
left in me."
"Just who are you anyway?" asked Banner.
The stranger smiled,"Call me Stan!"
The Hulk had been standing still for several minutes, suddenly
he doubled over and screamed in pain, then he smiled.
"That's more like it," laughed Hulk,"No more HULK SMASH! No more
I'm the Intelligent Hulk and I wanna be a hero! It's payback time!"
Bastion watched the test run with a great deal of satisfaction.
"It worked?"
"Incredibly well, sir," replied the scientist,"Prime A1 has
shown incredible adaptability, the test subject didn't stand a chance."
"Excellent, send him after Cable."
"Sir!" gasped the Scientist,"The Test Subject may have been an
Alpha Class Mutant, but it still wasn't in a league with Cable!
I suggest....."
Bastion shot him in the head.
"I don't take kindly to being told what to do by Genetrash," he
muttered.
"Sir?" asked one of the Scientists,"Genetrash?"
"He was a mutant, extremely low classification, but we knew, even
if he didn't," Bastion smiled,"Release the test subject, and remember what
happened here today. I keep my friends close and my enemies
even closer."
The scientist, who had had an Uncle who was an epsilon class
mutant, shuddered and went back to work.
Prime A1 launched into the air, it began flying towards
Baltimore, the last known location of Cable.
Floating high up in the air, unnoticed by Zero Tolerance sensors
and human eyes, was a tall, well built and expensively dressed stranger.
He had fine aquiline features and seemed to exude confidence.
"Yes, things are just going fine!" laughed the stranger, he looked
down as a bird flew through his transparent form,"That's the problem, no
respect nowadays.....ah well," he laughed, a rich and warm sound,"That'll
soon change!"
Bastion was just settling down when the alarm sounded.
"What's going on?" he growled into his wrist communicator.
"We're registering a genetic anomaly heading our way at incredible
speed."
"Mutant?"
"No sir! It's definitely human, but it's emitting gamma
radiation!"
Bastion's face fell - Operation : Zero Tolerance had built it's
headquarters in the ruins of an old Hulkbuster Base, now it looked like
The Hulk was back for revenge, and even with all the resources at his
disposal, Bastion wasn't sure if he could stop the Hulk.
He smiled, he could see Hulk approaching incredibly fast, but he
didn't think that would be a problem.
"Yes, everything is going well," laughed Thanos as he sat and
waited for the Hulk.
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X-Factor 125 - Do You See What I See?
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Wildchild sniffed the air.
"Polaris, is there any reason why you smell so strongly
of Mystique?" asked Wildchild.
Polaris frowned.
"Umm, not that I'm aware of," she replied.
Mystique snorted,"What's wrong with you ugly? What kind of question
is that?"
Forge snorted from underneath the mostly reassembled computer
banks.
"Can you avoid a battle out there so this room can be reassembled
for at least five seconds this time?"
Havok strode into the room, he looked around with a grin.
"Damn Forge, anyone would think you were up all night fixing this
thing?"
"If I had been," replied the inventor,"It would be twice as big,
one hundred times faster and sentient."
"You know what sentient means ugly?" laughed Mystique.
Wildchild growled low in his throat, Shard smiled and wrapped her
arms around his neck.
"Calm down, angry doesn't suit you!" she laughed and wandered out
of the room.
"Has anyone noticed," said Wildchild,"How different she's been
acting since she came back?"
"You could say that," said Polaris, a little grin on her face,
Mystique stifled a laugh.
"There!" cried Forge,"I think it's fixed now!"
He slid out from under the computer panel and flipped a switch,
the computer monitor switched back on.
"Error 41101, please free up more memory, see manual for more
information," came onto the screen.
"WHAT!" yelled Forge,"I invented you you stupid computer! And
you have 6000 Terabytes Squared of Memory! 500 Gigs Squared of Ram! What
do YOU MEAN MORE MEMORY!"
"Ummm, Forge, it's a computer," whispered Havok.
"You have new V-mail," stated the soft computer's voice.
"Display," replied Forge.
Professor Xavier's face appear on screen.
"Forge, I'm not sure how to begin this.....Magneto has returned,
he has had his powers augmented by Galactus and is threatening to destroy
homo-sapiens."
"Well this is great," muttered Forge.
"...to Muir Island, We'll be meeting at Four Freedom's Plaza to
discuss strategy - hopefully you can join us, we'll need your help."
"What was the date?" asked Havok.
"Just this morning," said Forge,"While I was rebuilding......damn
it!" he kicked the computer console,"I'm going to contact Four Freedom's
Plaza - Computer - Connect to Reed Richards."
"Error."
"Error?" cried Forge, flabbergasted
"That's what it said Forge," laughed Mystique.
"Explain computer."
"New York Power Grid has been disabled," replied the
computer,"Please try to contact later."
Forge went to kick again, then held himself back as the computer
spoke again.
"Incoming Video Message."
"Display."
Valerie Cooper's face appeared on screen,"Forge, I've been trying
to contact you for hours!"
"Sorry Val, we were offline for awhile, we just heard about
Magneto, what can you tell us about New York going dead?"
"Not much to tell," she responded,"So far we've been able to
discover that Magneto came back to Earth, blasted the X-Men, kidnapped
Franklin Richards and may well have killed the Avengers."
"Oh, we better just rush in and take him on then,"
snorted Mystique.
"Hey Forge," yelled Shard through the doorway,"Someone's at the
door!"
"Not now!" yelled Forge.
"FOOOOORRRRGGEEEEE!!!!!" she yelled and broke into giggling,"He's
bleeding and hurt.....and he's crying!"
Forge glanced at Wildchild, the young mutant shrugged his shoulders
and Forge turned back to Valerie.
"Val, we're heading to Four Freedom's Plaza soon, but we have
to deal with this apparently dying man on our doorstep."
They all recognized him instantly, practically every mutant
in the world would recognize him.
Graydon Creed.
Once he was so proud, once he was so arrogant and haughty, then
he had been publically disgraced by Henry McCoy, Trish Tilby, Robert Drake
and Drake's father. The papers had made a great deal of the quick descent
into alcoholism, his flings with various prostitutes (in one sensational
case he had turned out to have unknowingly had sex with a mutant
transvestite hooker) and a laughable attempted comeback.
"Hi son," laughed Mystique,"You never looked better."
"Mommy?" gasped Graydon.
"Oh my God, you're pathetic," she laughed, she pushed him back
down to the ground with one of her white boots,"What are you doing here?"
"Please, he's coming for me! He wants to kill me! He wants to eat
me!"
Havok grabbed Creed by the back of his coat and lifted him into
the air.
"I'm not sure what you're going on about," he growled,"But I do
know that you're coming to us for help.....us mutie scums, us scourge on
humankind?? You know, the ones that deserve to be killed for daring to be
born?"
"Please!" cried Graydon,"Please you have to help me!"
Havok sniffed the air,"Oh dear lord you've soiled yourself!" he
cried out, he dropped Graydon to the ground.
"This was going to be President?" asked Shard with a giggle, She
made to kick him and Forge pushed her out of the way.
"Shard! I don't know what's gotten into you but cut it out!" he
yelled,"Havok, Wildchild, bring him inside, get the servo-mechs to clean
him up and put him to bed."
They quickly obeyed, soon only Mystique was left outside.
"Who are you scared off sonny?" she said with a laugh,"Who made
you shit yourself?"
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