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Fluttering her eyes open, Rogue lolled her head slowly back and forth before stretching her arms out. The morning sun’s rays were cutting through the clouds and were hitting her eyes, forcing her awake. “Hmmm… What a dream! Thought ah went and ate…” Before she could finish that thought out loud, her hand brushed against something wooden and splintered. Sitting up, she looked like she had fallen onto a doll house, caving in its roof and crushing everything inside. “Oh no…” Getting up off the ground and staggering away from the ruined mansion, Rogue took a good look at herself and gasped. Over thirty feet tall, her formerly slim figure was gone again, now sporting thick curves that had distributed evenly over her now ten-ton mass. Her hips were now wider than her shoulders, with solid, powerful thigh muscles and a cushioned rear that stood out behind her like a shelf. Her breasts were now massive, if she were still human sized, she swore they were G-cups, but at her current state they were the size of small cars. Firm and round, they stood proudly from her naked chest, resting slightly on the paunch of her soft belly.

But those weren’t the only changes.

Looking over her shoulder, she found that her long tail, once ten feet long had nearly tripled in length and quadrupled in girth. Now as thick as one of her legs, it swished back and forth like a cat’s tail, it’s tip now sporting a plume of feathers that matched her wings. Speaking of her wings, they now had some colour to go with the blue and white they previously had. Looking at their surface under the right light, Rogue noticed different metallic colours shimmer over each feather. “Guess ah got some of Pixie in me now.” Looking up the length of her thick tail, she noticed spikes jutting up its length. Tracing the bony growths, she found they went all the way up her spine, gasping when her clawed hand felt up the back of her neck and bumped into a pair of horns that grew out from her scalp. Surprised, she felt up her new horns. Gnarled and curved, they grew out just above her eyebrows and twisted into ‘S’ shapes at either side, making her head look like a pitchfork. “Guess that’s from Marrow…” she hadn’t noticed it before, but her neck was longer, almost half as long as her arm. She was so caught up with her other changes, she didn’t notice.

Feeling over the rest of her body for anything else that was new, she finished by checking her face and found that even that had changed. The sharp teeth and feline nose wasn’t too new for her, she knew she got those from Beast, along with the blue fur and pointed ears. But now her face had pushed forward somewhat. Looking around she spotted the outdoor pool and brushed aside what little debris was floating over the water to get a better look at herself. Blinking back at her reflection, Rogue was looking back at the face of a blue furred werewolf! A werewolf sporting S shaped horns the size of car bumpers and pitch-black eyes with red, yellow and blue irises. “And ah guess that’s Wolfsbane for good measure… Perfect.” Narrowing her eyes at her watery reflection, she was caught off guard when concussive blasts shot out of her eyes, shooting straight through the water and burning a hole into the pool where swimming water funneled down to flood one of the rooms underneath it.

Blinking to turn off Cyclop’s powers, Rogue frowned at what she had become. In the span of 24 hours, she had gobbled up the entire Xavier campus and turned into a big, fat, chimera woman!

“Okay girl… How are ya’ll gonna fix this mess?”

*

Stepping away from the ruins of the mansion, Rogue grimaced at how her new size and mass caused the nearby shrubbery to rattle with each heavy foot fall, how her thighs rubbed together uncomfortably and how her bust and rear swayed to each step. Putting a claw to her broad hip, Rogue considered pulling her mass back in on herself to become slim again, sure she’d probably grow taller but at least she wouldn’t look or feel so damn… bloated. Using her shapeshifting powers, she began to pull her mass back into herself, growing taller but becoming thinner as a result. But when she grew a meter taller, she stopped, a spike of hunger jabbed into her guts, making her nearly fall to her knees and clutch at her middle. Wild eyed and hungry, she searched out with her telepathy and disappeared from the campus with a puff of purple smoke.

A split second later, a cloud of smoke exploded right on top of a field of horses, spooking the animals into a panic and fleeing from the giant blue monster that literally came out of nowhere. Licking her lips, Rogue chased the herd and snatched up the slowest horse in mid run and hoisted it up with just one claw. Stretching her mouth wide like a snake and shoving the neighing animal down her maw, she **** it down her throat and gobbling it down whole. Sitting down heavily on the hill she appeared on and rubbing her full belly, Rogue sighed and burped. Letting loose a small plume of fire doing so. “Mmmm… That was good…” When the hunger died off, Marie looked around and found herself in the middle of nowhere. Off in the distance she could see a herd of horses run for their lives away from her, along with the stable house where she spotted the farmer run to his phone after seeing a giant blue furry beast woman eat one of his horses. “Uhm… Oops.”

With another burst of smoke, Rogue returned to the Xavier Institute, rubbing her full stomach and pacing anxiously. “OK, so if ahm plump and full, ah won’t go off and eat whatever crawls… Or runs… Or TALKS!” Nervous and worried, Rogue tried to think of what to do, who to go for help. There had to be someone that could reverse what she’s become, otherwise she’d become an ever-growing problem. Worse? Someone ELSE’s ever growing problem!

Closing her eyes and concentrating her mind, she used her telepathy to seek out who could best solve her personal dilemma. Far across the Atlantic Ocean she spotted the crescent island of Genosha off the coast of Madagascar. The X-Men WERE planning on flying there to escape her, she even thought about going there herself… But then again. “Magneto.” She couldn’t see into his mind, but she knew where he was and if he learned that she gobbled up Xavier and pretty much his entire school, he’d probably try to kill her! “Nu uh… Next.”

Looking further north, she peered inside the mutant research facility at Muir island, run by Moira MacTaggert. She was the leading head of research in mutation and mutant abilities in the world, housing some of the most powerful or unstable mutants known to man. If anyone could fix her powers, it could be her. But then again if she learned that Rogue ate her Ex and smashed his home to bits, she might try to put her down like a rabid dog. WORSE! Set loose some of her ‘patients’ on her. “Maybe ah need someone who won’t be mad at li lol me.” Searching further and further over the globe, her fanged lips turned to a smile when she found who she was looking for.

“Bingo!” With an explosion of purple smoke, Rogue disappeared from the school ruins.

*

Deep in the amazon jungles, far from human interference and prying eyes. Mr. Sinister lounged in his high wooden chair, sipping from a glass of wine and going over the local news from a paper in his hand. The latest was a string of disappearances in Rio; homeless and single living had been dropping out of sight for the last few weeks, with no evidence of break in OR ransom. More than a dozen disappearances so far and yet the local police were stumped on how they vanished or where they went. Smiling at his Marauder’s work in getting him new test subjects to work with, Sinister took a sip from his glass, only to throw it away in shock when an explosion of purple smoke erupted in his main dining hall. “WHAT THE HELL?!” When the smoke dissipated, Sinister nearly leaned so far back in his chair he just about fell back. Wafting the smoke out of her way with one of her wings, Rogue stood up and growled when her head hit a chandelier. Prying the thing off its hook from the ceiling and tossing it aside, Marie looked down to see the shocked face of the man she was looking for.

“Y’all are hard to find, but ah reckon you WANT it that way don’t you!”

Forcing herself to hunch down, Rogue felt cramped in the space she teleported in. Her tail was knocking over decorative suits of armor at the door behind her and she was pretty sure she just destroyed a table and eight dining chairs under her clawed feet and hands.

“Who ARE you? And how DARE you enter my secret lair!” Getting up from his chair, he tried to call for his Marauders when Rogue took a deep breath and blew intense cold at him, slamming him against the far wall and freezing him in place where frost spread and caked over the wall and furniture. Struggling to get free, Sinister looked up to find the blue furred… Dragon woman looming over him, her black multicolored eyes staring deep into his red ones.

“Here’s the deal Sinny, ah’ve got a BIG problem, and right now YOU are the only one who can fix it!”

Unable to move, the immortal mutate Nathaniel Essex took his time to get a better look at the creature that had him detained, recognizing the creature’s voice and the specific ‘traits’ the creature possessed; most notably the streak of white through her mane of hair, the immortal scientist blinked in shock. “ROGUE?! Who… How…”

Rearing her head up and snorting a plume of frost, Rogue huffed before putting herself in a sitting position. “None of that matters now Sinister, here’s what ah want. YOU are gonna make me normal again and you are gonna do it pronto!” Pointing towards her blue furred stomach, she continued. “Mah powers went wacky and now ah’ve got all the X-Men’s powers, YOU are gonna make me normal again.”

Getting a better look at the woman, he could already surmise that she possessed most if not all her comrade’s powers and abilities. The idea that she had so many conflicting powers mixed up in her made the scientist in him wonder why she hadn’t exploded yet. But since she came to him for answers only meant that she felt he was the only one qualified to ‘help’ her, so he was intrigued. “And what if I refuse then Rogue?”

Getting a toothy smirk in return, Rogue leaned in closer to whisper in his ear. “Cuz in a bit ah’m going to be hungry… And y’all don’t wanna be near me when ah’m hungry!”

Still frozen in place and unable to escape, he wasn’t all too worried about his situation. In the corner of his eye, Mr. Sinister could make out his Marauders entering the room silently. Vertigo, Multiple Man, Ruckus and Gorgeous George surrounded the giant blue furred dragon woman ready to throw down a fight if needed by their master, and since she showed no sign of reacting to them meant that she had no idea they were there.

“Forgive me for being blunt Miss Marie, but you’re hardly in a position to manipulate me into helping you.”

Stepping back to anchor himself near the wall, Ruckus gave his master a nod before silently taking a deep breath, ready to blast the monster woman with a concussive blast of his scream. That is, he WOULD have if Rogue hadn’t sprouted a jagged bone spike from the tip of her tail and struck her tail out like a scorpion to impale the wall, right between the man’s legs.

“Ah could smell yer men from outside the hall…”

“GET HER!” Combining their abilities, Ruckus and Vertigo blasted Rogue with their powers, making her drop to her knees in dizziness and pinned down by sonic pressure. The effects were so intense to her heightened senses that Anne Marie had her hands at her ears, her eyes shut from the waves of sound pressure throbbing her ear drums and making her eyes tear up. Gorgeous George moved up and helped pry Mister Sinister off the wall, wiping the frost off the man’s shoulders before Essex swiped the man’s hands away and straightened his coat.

“I do not know why you are what you are now Miss Marie, but do not fret, I DO intend to find out why.” Thanks to the careful control of Vertigo’s powers, Essex was unaffected by the disorientation when he stepped up to look down at the whimpering monster woman. “Who knows… Perhaps I can duplicate it and create a legion of all powerful monsters. A GIFT to Apocalypse to reclaim his good graces.”

Unable to concentrate and with the world swirling around her, Rogue was trapped.

Straightening his coat and wiping his sleeves clean, Mr. Sinister snapped his gloved fingers and one of Multiple-Man’s clones poured the man a replacement drink, while another cleaned up after the surprise of Rogue’s sudden arrival. Sweeping up the broken glass and wiping clean the spilt wine. Now with a fresh drink in hand, Mr. Sinister casually stepped aside and began studying his prisoner, Vertigo and Ruckus kept up their influence the entire time while their leader crouched and plucked at one of Rogue’s feathers from her wings, amused that a new one grew out to replace the one between his gloved fingers. “Hmm, curious.” Turning the feather back and fourth, his red eyes noticed the contrasting metallic glimmer on its surface along with specs of diamond dust that formed patterns down its stem. “I take it you’ve taken in the powers of… Beast, Angel, Wolverine, Collossus, Madam Frost… Tell me, how many did you absorb that resulted in all of THIS?”

“All of them…”

The leader of the marauders smirked at that bit of information, placing the blue feather in his pocket and rubbing his hands together at the ideas he had planned for the massive chimera woman he had pinned to the floor. “Let us look see and find out, how shall we?” Placing two of his gloved fingers to the side of his own head, Mr. Sinister used his telepathy and peered into the distracted mind of Rogue, and nearly did a double take. “You ATE them?! Holy Hell woman.” Losing his composer only briefly, Mr. Sinister was still chuckling out of disbelief. Reclaiming his glass from the floor, Mr. Sinister took a sip and gestured for his men to have Rogue moved. Growling under her breath, Rogue’s vision blurred, all she could see was a white smear were Mr. sinister stood. But she could still hear him. But in her current state of disarray, she could barely lift a clawed finger without feeling so dizzy she’d want to puke. Not only that but Ruckus had her pinned with the **** of an iron press, what was worse, every time someone talked, or anything made a sound, it only got stronger.

“Bring her to the lower levels, I shall have QUITE the challenge dissecting our new specimen, but I have no doubts I can snip off a useful piece or two.”

Nodding back at the man as he left the hallway, Multiple Man scratched his chin in thought. “Wonder how many copies I’m going to need just to lift this bitch off the ground.” Rubbing his hands together and ending with a clap, over a dozen copies of the green clad man popped out like they were hiding behind him the entire time. Circling around the prone creature, the thirteen Multiple Men sized her up, each showing a look of doubt.

“I ain’t lifting that…”

“Damn right, hell that fat tail of hers probably weighs more than we do!”

“You’d need a crane to lift this freak.”

Hearing a low growl from Rogue, the group of Multiple Men backed off a step. “I don’t think she LIKES being called a freak, James.” Chuckled Gorgeous George. Backing up himself despite the hold Vertigo and Ruckus had over her. “Yes, try to avoid that please. I’m having a hard time keeping her pinned as it is.” Complained Vertigo, giving the smug copy maker a dirty look. One of the clones bent at the knees and mock pouted at Rogue, wriggling his pointed finger at her nose. “D’aaaaaaw… Is the widdle freak sensitive about her looks?” Growling louder and feeling more pressed down from Ruckus’s powers, the copy of Multiple Man laughed. “Whatcha gonna do, huh? You can’t move, can’t concentrate, hell! Right now, I look like a damn acid trip thanks to Vertigo, whatcha got that can cut through ALL of that?!”

Looking up at the blurring green and black colours of Multiple Man waving his arms and laughing at her current state, a tiny part of her thought the image looked like a fly buzzing around her nose. Without thinking, she shot her tongue out to catch it.

“MMMHMMMPHMMMMM!!!” Splat dead on between James Madrox’s eyes, Rogue’s sticky tongue held firmly over his face… And pulled him straight into her open mouth. The rest of the Mauraders watched on as one of Multiple Man’s clones was pulled into Rogue’s mouth faster than any of them could react. Looking back at the rest of the copies, they all looked to each other and shrugged. “Meh… More where THAT came from.”

Swallowing hard, Rogue shifted and struggled against the forces holding her, until she found the strength to raise her clawed fist only a few inches off the now shattered tiled floor and stamp her fist into the ground. The instant she did, the banquet hall quaked. Windows exploded, and the walls collapsed when two giant blue chimera women popped out of Rogue, their combined volume destroying the room and sending the Marauders into a panic. Pulling debris off him and regaining his shape after the ceiling fell on him, Gorgeous George looked up through the smoke to see three Rogues looking down at him, one snatching up a now **** Vertigo up by her feet and tossing her into her mouth.

“Oh FFffffff….”

*

Making his way down the halls of his mansion towards his lab in the under level, Mr. Sinister chuckled to himself, swirling his drink in his hand before taking a sip. “I wonder how many of her I should make once I’ve collected enough samples to duplicate her powers, twenty? Thirty? If I know my master, he certainly does not care for small measures.” Stepping into his lab, the albino metahuman placed his glass carefully on a nearby table and rubbed his hands together, setting up his equipment and plucking the iridescent feather out of his pocket, the man gave the blue thing a sniff under his nostrils before twirling it in front of his eyes. “Such an interesting specimen indeed… I wonder what is taking my crew so long to bring her here.” Looking back at the double doors to his lab complex, Mr. Sinister frowned, raising an eyebrow in suspicion. “Perhaps she WAS too large for them to carry, Multiple Man does tend to be lazy.” Bringing his hand to his mind again, the man frowned when he couldn’t sense his Marauders, anywhere! “Where have those fools gone to?”

An explosion behind him sent Mr. Sinister reeling towards the floor, rolling onto his back to face the source of the explosion and finding the big blue monster woman staring down at him with bared teeth, growling like an angry bear with her wings outstretched and taking up the entire room. “Y’all think you can package me up in a lil ol bow to Apocalypse? You got another thing comin!” With her eyes and mouth glowing, Rogue made to strike when Mr. Sinister reached out with his hand and struck her dead on with his telepathy. Squeezing her eyes shut and gripping the sides of her horned head tightly, Rogue felt like her skull was in a vice and getting tighter by the second.

“Bah, even IF you have Xavier’s telepathic power, you do not have the discipline or will to compete with the likes of me.”

Falling heavily to her knees, Rogues tail thrashed back and forth, smashing tables and equipment while the pain intensified. Getting up from the floor and brushing himself off, Mr. Sinister looked to his destroyed lab and frowned. “You’ve ruined my wine drinking room, disposed of my Marauders and NOW you’ve destroyed my lab!... I am so nettled right now.” Clenching his hand to intensify the telepathic attack on her mind, sinister was caught off guard when Rogue slammed her clawed fist into the floor and split into two copies of herself. Now with two Rogues getting up from the ruined floor and glaring back at him, Mr. sinister gasped when he felt the same mental attack strike him back. Raising both his hands to cope with the onslaught, the albino grit his teeth, locked in a telepathic war of wills with the two she-beasts. “That’s… quite a bit of effort from you, young lady. But still not enough to…”

Wincing in effort, the pair of Rogues looked to each other and nodded, thumping their fists against their own shoulders and doubling in number again. Now with four massive, fat blue furred beast women glaring back at him and bombarding his mind in psychic fire, Mr. sinister grimaced and shook with strained effort. “You think that’s enough to stop me? You are nothing to me, I am eternal, I am perfection, I am bah… Bah… BAWK Bik Bik Bik Bik BAWK!” Dropping his arms and bobbing his head up and down, the former leader of the Marauders began kicking up his feet and making flapping gestures with his hands. His mind shattered by the collective **** of four powerful telepaths that now stared back at a man pretending to be a chicken. Looking down at the ridiculous man and back at her duplicates, Rogue sighed and drooped her shoulders.

“A chicken? Really?”

Looking to each other, the Rogue duplicates gave mixed looks of apprehension, one scratching her blue hair behind her horns while another rolled her eyes over to somewhere more interesting. “Honestly Sugah, you were gonna eat’em anyway, at least THIS way you don’t feel guilty for gobblin up a person.”

Looking back at the man waving his arms, scratching the floor with his foot and trying (very poorly) to peck at the ground, Rogue shrugged her shoulder begrudgingly in agreement. “Yeah…” Reaching down to pluck the man up from his cape, he continued to squawk and flap his arms, all the while Rogue opened her mouth, stretching it as wide as a dumpster door and tossed him into her mouth like a piece of popcorn, swallowing hard. Once she felt him settle in her stomach, Rogue shivered. “Bleh… Looked like chicken, sounded like chicken but tasted like 200-year-old jerky.”

“Well… Better YOU taste test then the rest of us darlin.” Snarked the one Rogue duplicate, ruffling her wings and looking around the lab for anything else that was edible. “WHELP… This place is empty, where to next Sugah?” snapping her fingers, Rogue disappeared with a puff of black smoke and reappeared outside Mr. Sinister’s mansion. Soon after, several other large puffs of smoke plumed around Rogue, revealing her duplicates, five in all.

“So, y’all get back at that pale sumbitch?” Asked one Rogue duplicate, holding a bundle of meats in her hand which she popped in her mouth like candy.

“Yeah, tasted awful too.” Rubbing her stomach Rogue looked on at her other duplicates and frowned, seeing that they had been eating while she handled Sinister and his Murauders. “What the heck have y’all been eating?!”

Looking at each other sheepishly, the two fatter duplicates swallowed what little they had in their hands and tried to look as innocent as possible. “Uhm… Sinister had a few… Uh… skeletons in his closet.”

“Yeah!” Piped in the other copy. “Looks like he’d been making some nasty monsters in that ol mansion, REAL nasty ones too… Had to gobble them ol up, for the sake of everyone.” Burping up a ballcap which fluttered down to land at her feet, the Rogue duplicate quickly stepped on the hat and dragged it back out of sight behind her. “Yup, good of all…”

Rolling her eyes, Rogue stomped away from the mansion and huffed. “Well this was a bad idea, lets get out of here.”

“OK.” Her duplicates chirped in unison, right before remerging with the original Rogue. When the six became one, Rogue shuddered. Suddenly growing larger by the second, Anne Marie moaned when 5 sets of memories filled her mind and all the mass they had devoured was added to hers. Growing taller and larger, Rogue squirmed, repositioning her clawed feet to acclimate for her widening hips and swelling stomach. Expanding from 30 feet tall and passing 40, Rogue became aware of what her duplicates had been doing. How they went exploring in the evil scientist’s mansion and raided his fridge, pantry… And holding cells filled with people kidnapped from the nearby town. Gasping when she finally stopped at 50 feet tall and 25 tonnes, Rogue moved to lean against a tree and frowned when her bulk **** it to uproot and fall to the ground.

“That lying polecat! Sigh… should have known better than to trust myself!” Looking down at her round, blue furred belly, Rogue frowned and spread her wings, flapping her iridescent feather and taking off into the air. Looking over her shoulder with her long neck, Rogue looked back at the mansion and huffed. “Can’t let nobody know about THIS screw up.” Taking a deep breath, Rogue breathed out fire, ice, lightning and sound pressure all at once. Utterly demolishing the mansion and nearby tropical trees like a bomb went off. “There, now to find a fix for THIS problem.” Giving her stomach another shake with her clawed hands, Rogue flew off and disappeared into the clouds.