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Chapter 7 by gorel29 gorel29

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Big desserts

Morning broke and sunlight cut through the windows of the Brotherhood of Mutant’s hide out. Shining over Blob’s eyes and forcing him awake. Waving a pudgy hand over his eyes to block out the sunlight, the massive bloated mutant sat up and looked around. “Hugghhhh… Morning… Huh, where did Avalanche go?”

Looking over to the opposite side of the couch, the man found his partner gone, save for his two leg casts. Picking them up he gave them a look over, even looking INSIDE the casts as if his friend was hidden inside. “Huh, where’d he go?”

Just as he was about to sit up, he heard a disturbing sound come from Mystique’s room, a groan that sounded more like some surly grizzly bear then a woman waking up from her slumber. Leaning to the side to peer over to the hallway, Fred Dukes raised an eyebrow of concern. Concerns that were validated when the door to her quarters was shoved off its hinges and tossed aside by the big blue ogress that stomped her way out of the room, scratching her bare thigh and lumbering towards the kitchen. As big as he remembered her yesterday, she was even bigger now! Easily 10 feet tall and half that as wide, Mystique rubbed at her round stomach to settle some indigestion while rummaging through the cupboards and shelves, going so far as to rip them off their bolts and hinges with inhuman strength.

Oblivious or apathetic to her own nudity, it only showcased how much she had changed since the other day. Her muscles had become even bulkier, as did the rest of her curves; sporting broad hips and shoulders and full round breasts that sat on the slope of her stomach. Her hair had grown long and wild behind her back, reaching all the way to her waist and her skin had become a darker shade of blue, almost like a tough hide.

“Rrraaaaaaargh! There’s nothing to EAT around here!” She growled, her voice now deep and huskier than ever. Ripping open the refrigerator door with a clawed hand, she sneered with fanged lips and slammed the door closed so hard the metal buckled. Then her yellow eyes glared back at the sitting Blob, the man looking nervous under her intense stare. “The hell are YOU looking at?!”

“Uhm…”

“Right, of course… Too much to take in all at once in the morning huh?” She scoffed, rolling her eyes, and waddling her way into the living room to loom over the man. Flaring her nostrils, it was almost like she was sniffing him out for something. “I had a rough night ass-hole, I can’t keep my perfect figure ALL the time.” Closing her eyes, Mystique breathed in sharply and her ponderous stomach receded back into herself. The moment it did, the rest of her body took up the added 400 pounds of mass. Growing taller, stronger in build and more curvaceous in physique. By the time she was done, her head nearly reached the ceiling, her body developed into an Amazonian giantess with flaring hips, narrow waist and heaving chest. But her savage appearance did not go away, her hair remained wild and unkempt, her dark blue hide tightening to her new physique, her bare hands and feet still sporting black, sharp nails like the claws of some feral animal. Looking down at Blob with contempt, Mystique growled under her breath.

“Better?”

Tapping his index fingers together like a child, Fred Dukes tried to look at anything else than her accusing yellow eyes or deep into her cleavage, the woman still not caring that she was wearing nothing and her ponderous orbs were inches away from the man’s nose. “That’s not it…”

“Then what? Spit it out fatso!”

“Uhm… Where’s Avalanche?”

Breathing in sharply, Mystique scratched at her cleavage with a hand at her hip, scowling down at the man. For what appeared to be a few seconds, the giant woman mulled over what her answer should be, before she shrugged her muscular shoulders. “I ate him…”

“Wait… What?”

Smirking, Mystique rested her hands at her hips with a tilt and continued. “I ate him Blob, I ate him after I was done with Pyro… Ate him too, which is why I was having some stomach pains, damn spicy food.”

Taken back, the obese man could only stare up at the savage looking blue woman smiling down at him with fanged teeth. Twirling a long strand of red hair around her fingers, she watched his stunned reaction with amusement. “fuck it, why lie? Even YOU are not too stupid not to figure it out. I ate Toad, Pyro AND Avalanche! I swallowed them whole… NOW look at me!” Bringing her arms out wide to show off her towering form, her fanged smile grew.

“I’m better than I’ve ever been! I am huge! I am POWERFUL! Those losers were only extra space on my team, now their extra mass on my perfection!” Flexing her arm, Mystique punched the ceiling, causing plaster to rain down. Looking back at Blob, the woman licked her pert lips. “So, what to do with you?”

“Forget it lady! Blob’s not on the menu!” Standing up from his seat, Fred made himself ready to fight with his fists raised, just now realizing that Raven stood more than two feet taller than him. Seeing him put up a stance, Mystique's demeanor changed, becoming more demure as she gently rested her hands on the man’s shoulders and pressed her heaving chest into his face.

“Ooooh, I LIKE a man who stands up for himself, its sooooo sexy…” She purred, slowly guiding the Blob away from the couch and gently pressing him against the wall, her breasts nestled under his chin while she playfully curled his hair through her fingers.

“Really?”

“Mhmm, I think I misjudged you Dukes, I’ve had a change of heart… How about a kiss?”

“A kiss?” He asked, blinking with surprise and a slight grin on his pudgy face.

“Sure thing handsome, just close your eyes and pucker up.”

Doing what he was told, the man closed his eyes and puckered his lips for the kiss he was promised. For a few seconds nothing happened. Opening one of his eyes to look up, the only thing he saw was the toothy maw of the woman stretched open and wide enough to engulf his head.

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