"Yeah…" With her arms crossed and a tape measure still in her hands Janet looked over the 17 year old and still looked baffled at how she became… Well… A cross between an MMA fighter and porn queen. "So Kamala, how’d you get this ‘make over’ anyway?"

Almost distracted by her gorgeous reflection Miss Marvel blinked and moved to her purse still sitting on a chair nearby, deliberately making each step like a runway model before pulling the Inner Beauty out and showing it to the cloths designer. "WHOA have you even READ these side effects?!"

"Pff… Yeah, does it look like I’m having problems with it so far?" Looking at her reflection again the olive skinned supermodel posed and showed off her bust and legs. "By the way, is anyone else in the mansion? Maybe… Cap?"

Still reading the bottle Wasp looked at Kamala and pouted her lips in frustration. A sip of this stuff turned a 17 year old girl into a 6 foot tall bombshell. Watching the girl admire her reflection started to make the seasoned Wasp look at herself in a negative light. Compared to her she was barely tall enough to reach her shoulders, and compared to her other female comrades she was best described as ‘petite’. "Yeah… Last I checked he and Stark are playing pool in the rec room if you want to see them."

"Ooh perfect!" Waving goodbye to the Wasp Kamala skipped out of the room towards the other end of the mansion, leaving Wasp alone with the bottle of Inner Beauty in her hands.

*

"Guh…" Picking himself off the floor Peter Parker staggered up to his feet and shook the dizziness from his head. "Ugh, please tell me I’m not a freak this time." Looking up and moving to the bathroom he found his reflection off the mirror on the wall. The spoonful of True Masculinity had done quite a bit, even though it was a small amount. Moles, scars and even the pimple he had on his chin were gone. His skin’s complexion looked better and his hair seemed more vibrant. Opening his mouth he found his teeth were perfect, almost like he had expensive dentistry done. Even that molar in the back he lost to a lucky shot from the Green Goblin last month was back.

"Well… It’s a start."

Getting cleaned up and picking a well-dressed suit to wear Peter checked the schedule of the speed dating place her was told about. Giving his ticket a kiss he pocketed the bottle of True Masculinity under his jacket and made his way downtown.

*

"I’ll do it! Don’t think I won’t do it!!!"

The brotherhood of mutants were faced with a big problem, a three ton problem. After the success of Inner Beauty and True Masculinity (which was really Inner Beauty dyed blue) the Blob pretty much caved and bought a bottle for himself. Leading to a faceoff between himself and his entire group.

"You don’t want to do this big guy." Called out Toad, trying to reason with the massive Fred Dukes gripping a bottle in his sausage fingers. "This stuff has some weird side-effects on it, you want to test your luck?"

"I’ll do it I swear!"

Huffing in annoyance Mystique blew a strand of red hair out of her face, her arms crossed under her bust and looking bored at the least and annoyed at the most. "Blob, cut it out already. We’ve got bigger problems than worrying about your ‘boyish’ figure." Placing her hands at her hips the shape-shifter continued. "WE are going to make an attack on the Xavier mansion and we can’t do that if my heavy hitter is being a heavy whiner!"

"SHUT UP! I found a cheese sandwich in my fat folds yesterday, do YOU have that problem?!"

"I DO when you leave it on the floor…"

"THAT’S IT!!!" Taking the cap in hand Fred Dukes took a gulp and immediately dropped the bottle, his eyes going wide while the rest of his body quivered and shook. To the Brotherhood of mutants shock the immovable Blob was… Shrinking? The bulky flab seemed to be pulling back on itself, like a water balloon being drained. His massive gut was disappearing, leaving his cloths increasingly baggy. Standing up quickly from the floor Fred felt his face change, teeth straightening, becoming clean and white. His nose and chin restructuring to even out. Even his unibrow fell out.

"Where… Where is it all going?" Blinking back in surprise the Brotherhood had to wonder where all the fat was disappearing to when Fred had gone from being 3 tons to just 300 pounds, the fat nearly gone all together leaving a hardened physique that was making the ladies in the group leer and fan themselves. With the physical changes looking like they were slowing down Fred made to talk but coughed, his grimy voice clearing up along with his throat. "Wow, look at that." Pulling his costume out wide it hung off of him like a parachute. "This is GREAT! I can see under my arms now and… Well I’ll be." Oblivious to it all until now Fred’s pants had fallen off giving his a full view of his flat abs… and the baseball bat hanging between his legs. Looking up he found Toad, Avalanche and Quicksilver averting their eyes, except for Mystique, Scarlet Witch and Master Mind. The trio of women eyeing his crotch like hungry bunnies staring at a carrot.