Racing down the hallway and stopping to
a halt in front of the infirmary building, Emma Frost eyed the pristine room
before darting inside, catching the rest of the Beasts just seconds behind her.
“Where is it? Where IS IT?!” going over to the cabinet on the wall, Emma swung
the cabinet doors wide open and started tossing bottles over her shoulder
searching for the cure. “AHA!” With the bottle in hand, the White Queen hurried
to the far corner of the room just when the rest of the group arrived to find
her clutching the bottle like a prize.
“Emma… Don’t do anything you’re gonna
regret!” Warned Storm, the others behind her as they slowly crept inside.
“Bah! The only thing YOU are going to
regret is not getting here before ME!” Prying off the cap, the blue furred
tiger woman guzzled as much of the cure as she could. Piling in out of
desperation, Hope managed to pry the bottle off Emma’s lips but not before the
last drop was gone.
“Bitch, we could have USED THAT!”
Well I’m not waiting for a sip or
sharing with any of you, I am the White Queen and I will…” Hearing her stomach curdle,
the rest of the Beasts backed up as Emma put a clawed hand to her stomach, her
cheeks bulging round, before she ran to the clinic sink and hurled, hard!
Watching the pomp and regal White Queen throw up in the sink made everyone
wince. Seeing the woman collapse to the floor and wipe her face with a cough,
Tigra muttered to herself just loud enough for everyone to hear. “White Queen?
More like Blue Bitch!”
“W-why?... Why didn’t it work?” Moaned
Emma slowly getting back to her feet yet still clutching her stomach.
Doom said he weaponized the Blue Flu,
he probably changed it enough that the cure wont work now.” Reasoned Beast. “Don’t
feel too bad, I’ve been trying to fix this since day one.
“You mean I’m a blue furred freak for
the rest of my life?!” Whimpered Emma, wringing her hands.
“Yeah, welcome to the club bitch.”
Pouting and stamping her tight heeled
shoe, the woman sulked. “Great, just great, how can this get any worse?...
BURP!!!” As if on cue, the White Queen found herself swelling up and out.
Backing up even further, the group watched on as Emma started to grow, her bell
bottom pants bursting at the thighs and hips as new muscle mass added to her
already curvaceous figure before they gave up clinging to her figure and fell
to the floor. Her heels cracked and broke, not that it diminished her growing height
as she reached over 7 feet tall. By the time her growth had ended the woman
leaned against the wall and tried to cover herself as her cloths had been
reduced to a tattered bikini; her cape having ripped off leaving a single
ribbon of silk holding back the slopes of her H cup breasts while her white
silk panties clung to her like a thong. Her once smooth abs had bulged out into
soft pudge while her arms and legs had become thick with muscle.
“Ha! Serves you right Bi…” Not even
having the chance to finish his sentence, Hawkeye grit his teeth and wheezed as
he felt his body surge bigger and larger. Followed by Storm, Tigra, Cyclops and
the others.
Moving back, Cap groaned as his pants
burst down the legs, his underwear still holding on but barely winning the
fight to contain the erection threatening to burst open the fabric, his balls
practically doubling in size as his stomach bloated and his muscles throbbed,
his shirt losing the fight along with his pants. The cuckoos clung together has
they rapidly grow up and out, their blouses bursting open to free their G cup
sized breasts while their skirts became skin tight and burst at the seams to
let their hips and rears swell without restraint.
By the time it all stopped the group of
heroes found themselves taller, larger and wearing mere scraps of cloth that
just barely contained whatever bulges had grown larger.
Lovely… This was my favorite lab coat
too…” sulked Hope, forced to tie the scrap of cloth around her now impressive breasts
after her shirt and bra gave up holding back pert C’s that ballooned into
impressive Gs.
“Anyone else want to temp fate?” Asked
Black Widow out loud, her many hands trying to cover up her crotch and tits
while trying to find something to cover up. Getting no response back, Natasha
coughed. “Good… Next time knock on wood before you shoot your mouth.”
*
Still upset with Emma for the fiasco,
the group of heroes had decided to wait it out until Charles Xavier could
negotiate with Victor Von Doom for a solution. In that time Hope and Storm
guided the rest of the X-Men and Avengers to temporary sleeping arrangements
until that happened. Sitting heavily on the bed and sighing when his underwear
snapped off when he tried to gently remove it, laying fully on the bed, Cyclops
sighed before his attention fell to Emma who during the entire time, they had
been offered the room she had been staring at the full-length mirror at the
wall. Hugging herself Emma looked over her shoulder to her husband.
Scott?... Do you still find me
attractive?” She wheezed, her tail swishing back and forth.
“Uhm…” Scott for his part found himself
cornered but the longer he looked at her, the longer his eyes leered over the
curves of her apple bottom rear or the slopes of her breasts. Without even
realising it, Scott’s erection returned anew, something that Emma’s attention
caught almost instantly. “You’re… turned on by this? You like seeing your hot
wife turned into a cookie-monster with a fat ass and big tits?!”
Thinking she was furious, Scott was caught
off guard when he spotted her eyes go half-lidded and the woman lick her lips,
sauntering up to him on the bed. “Ooh, is that for me honey?” Grabbing his
throbbing erection in her clawed hand, Emma licked her lips again before
bending down to suck him off.
“Hnngh… Emma?!”
Licking up and down his shaft before
sucking him off completely, the White Queen moaned swirling her tongue around
his cock before pulling away with a pop of her plump lips. “What? Your cookie
monster wants a cookie…” Sucking him off more intensely, Scott groaned and
growled as she began to grope and fondle his balls along with sucking in his foot-long
length. Eventually he could hold back no longer and fired off into her mouth.
Her eyes going wide, Emma was forced to gulp and swallow one load after another.
Pulling away and licking her lips clean, Emma slowly moved up to straddle the
panting Cyclops on the bed. Grabbing the remains of her cloths, Emma tore off
her top and bottoms, letting her hefty breasts swing free. Using her fingers to
spread her pussy wide, she aimed Scott’s still erect cock at her entrance
before sinking down hard. “Mmm… Cookie! Give me cookie!”