After making sure Mary-J will be a little more... tractable, Felicia decided to turn to another of these cat-themed superheroes.
The Queenpin took another puff of her cigar and snickered as she looked at the figures on the computer screen. Sure Shadowcat wasn't especially "cat-like," but that sweet young lady could be a lot of fun to play around with. Especially with this whole computer genius thing. Yes, how cute....
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Kitty Pryde hummed to herself as she typed at her computer, creating a new computer program that would add some interesting wrinkles to the Danger Room. Though working with the other X-Men was great, of course, sometimes she needed to do some stuff on her own, away from any distractions.
She took a sip of her coffee, then continued to work. Yes, it was nice to get away from everything. Just be herself with he own devices.
She took a sip of her double-supergulp slurpee and crammed a big handful of cookies into her mouth. Yes, time to take a look at how her new device was working out.
She grinned as two video images appeared on her screen. One of them was of the boys' locker room, the other was of the girls'. Yes, all of them were on display for her. Sure, she could be in the girls' locker room herself, but they got a little self-conscious if she was sitting there and leering at all the hot bitches. She stuffed some more cookies into her mouth and then took a big bite of chicken. This way, she could do it to her heart's content. And save them for some "home videos."
Colossus, that big pile of perfect beekcake. Psylocke, with her fat tits as succulent as two giant juicy peaches. Wolverine, with that huge sausage hanging between his legs that she wanted to gobble right up. Storm -- whose rich chocolate cake was waiting to have all the sweet icing licking off it before her little tootsie roll was sucked and sucked.
Kathy Dukes giggled. Sure, she thought of fucking a lot like food. But then, she thought of food a lot like fucking. Could anything be more wonderful? Fuck, there were so many lovely pieces of beefcake and cheesecake at the mansion. She loved the idea of running her tongue over the whole menu. Wasn't that why the big ol' Fat Kat had agreed to be part of the team?
She blinked. Fat Kat? Was that really her X-Men name? Sounded a little weird. So did being so big and fat and so nastily horny -- was something wrong?
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