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Kitty Pryde comes across the questionnaire

by Master_Kind
Storyline The Online Questionnaire - Marvel Edition
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Kitty Pryde sighed heavily as she began sorting through yet more paperwork. Running the school and grading papers sometimes drove her crazy. Her phone pinged and she picked it up, grateful for the interruption, stretching her lithe body with a small smile.

"I have questions for you! Answer in the time alotted or the answer will be chosen for you!"

Some sort of online survey thing. Bobby probably sent it to her. He was always forwarding this crap to her. Still, why not? The first question was pretty dull.

"What color are your eyes?"

The answers were green, blue or purple, but oddly, no brown.

"Yeesh. Somebody needs to be fired. This quiz is already stupid."

With a smirk, she chose purple sarcastically. The quiz flashed briefly and she felt an odd tingle in her eyes.

"Whoa, what was that?" she murmured, rubbing her eyes and shaking her head. "I don't- what the hell?"

A brief glance at the reflective surface of the window showed her normal pretty face with two shocked purple pupils staring back at her. She was so stunned that she almost didn't see the next question load.

"What's your most noticeable body part? Excuse me?"

The options of "Breasts, legs, tail." flashed in front of her with a timer counting down. She had always had a ballet dancer's figure with a slim bust but lovely legs, so the answer was obviously legs-

The timer ran down and "Breasts" was selected.

Kitty Pryde's jaw dropped as she suddenly saw and felt her breasts jutting outward from her body, the sheer size of them eclipsing the paperwork below her. The buttons on her blouse should have scattered across the room but instead her sensible blouse seemed to be perfectly fit to cover her massive breasts. Which was normal, as she'd been dressing to try and hide them since they'd blossomed when she became 14, the preternaturally perky E-cups looking especially enormous on her tiny, lithe frame- no, that wasn't right! This quiz was doing something to her!

Kitty stood up, her huge new boobs feeling both awkward and oddly right, gritting her teeth as she tried to figure out what was going on with her phone. As a hacker, she knew she could both stop this program and trace it back to it's source. First things first, she had to stop it. She jammed hard on the phone's off button just as another question came up.

"How many sexual partners have you had? 1. Fifteen 2. Fifty 3. Over 100."

With a growl, she selected 15 even though the real answer had always been 5, and her head suddenly swam. Memories of a few casual one night stands with guys (Johnny Storm? Wow!) and even a girl or two (Ew, not Illyana!) flashed through her mind in addition to the few loves of her life. With tits like hers, she would never want for company but she wasn't some cheap slut. At least, not until this quiz was done with her. The off button didn't seem to be working but she was a living kill switch. With a smirk, she phased through the phone itself, knowing it would short out the device.

It didn't work. Instead the phone just fell from her hands onto the floor and beeped, indicating the next question had been chosen. She reached down to grab it but her new tits made her center of gravity different and she fell over. By the time she'd picked up the phone, it had chosen the answer to another question for her.

"Describe your fashion sense:
1. Prim and proper
2. Leather and denim
3. Tight and slutty."

She had the phone in her hand just as answer #3 was chosen and she felt cool air all over her skin. Her sensible blouse, skirt and flats were now a skintight pink glittery spandex minidress that barely contained her massive tits and tight ass. Kitty knew that being on all fours like this would definitely give somebody watching a nice show, which is just what she wanted. Showing off her sexy body made her feel powerful and free, plus it was less to worry about phasing with her-

"No! No, I'm not some slut!" she snarled, shaking her head violently.

The questionnaire pinged again and Kitty gasped in shock at the next question.

"What do you do for a living?
1. Stripper
2. Black Queen of the Hellfire Club
3. Ninja assassin"


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