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Chapter 4 by Cross C Cross C

What happens next?

I lose track of Psylocke

I followed Ms. Braddock for a while, just enjoying the view. Then she’d inexplicably veered towards a wood paneled wall. I stopped to stare as she seemed to be about to walk right into the wall when a section of it whipped up into the ceiling like Star Trek tech. She passed through the secret doorway into another part of the building that looked completely different from the antique rich people decor on this side. I caught a glimpse of an empty hallway lit by cool blue light before the wood paneling flashed back down closing the secret passage.

What the hell?

I approached the secret door but it didn’t open for me. And despite several tries I couldn’t get it to.

Weird.

Well that was two weird things today. I was sort of concerned. Was this school actually the front for some super-villain? Did he or she - I couldn’t help but think of that silver haired lady - have some diabolical plan for the students? I shook my head. Surely, not...right?

In any event, I’d better go hook up with my parents before they left without me. Maybe I could google for some rumors about the school and any villains active in New York. Up-state, that is. I’d get a ton back for the city.

I knocked on the door to my sister’s dorm and heard her roommate, Jane, call out that it was open. I heard the sound of the shower running as I stepped inside. I expected to see my folks but they weren’t there. Instead it was just Jane and she had… bright purple skin. And her long blonde hair was missing. The top of her head bulged out into two thick tentacles that came around past her ears to drape across the front of her shoulders.

I stared. Jane gave me a disinterested glance before she went back to playing on her phone.

“What- what happened to your skin- your hair?!” I asked even though it was pretty obvious in retrospect.

She looked at me and held up her right hand and pointed at a slim silver hi-tech looking watch on her wrist. She pressed her finger to it and the air swam and seemed to thicken all around her. Within moments the leggy blonde perfectly tanned beauty I remembered was lying on the her bed before me. Jane gave me a camera worthy smile before it faded and she tapped the device again returning her to purple and tentacley look (Not that that was at all a bad look…).

“Wait… How come Imogene didn’t get a camouflage hologram projector thingie?”

“She has pink hair and pointy ears. That isn’t enough to draw the attention of the fire and pitchfork crowd." answered Jane, her attention never leaving her phone.

I couldn’t help but be intrigued, “So… is that your mutation? Your skin and uh the uh-” I gestured at her head.

Jane said, “Lekku. They’re called Lekku. Not that there’s an official term but since they’re mine - I get to name them. And no, I can also change my skin color and it changes peoples’ moods.”

“Wait. What?”

“Right now I’m violet so you’re probably feeling at least a bit more confident than normal. I can make you depressed, happy, guilty, mad… that sort of thing.”

I nodded my head, “Wow. That’s cool. You look really good by the way. I like it.”

“There’s that confidence,” she commented, not looking impressed as she bobbed one finger at me.

I smirked, really enjoying this. I’d never really talked to Jane before and her mutation was really neat. And she was hot, even like this. No, especially like this. It was weird though, I couldn’t really tell if I felt any more confident than normal. “Hey! Can you make people feel horny?” I blurted out as soon as it occurred to me.

“Pink,” she said offhandedly, as she swiped at her screen.

“Sweet! Go pink!”

She didn’t respond verbally but starting from the tips of her tentacle-er Lekku, her purple skin became pink. In less than ten seconds all of the skin I could see beyond her clothes was pink and I didn’t have to wait much longer for effect. I felt the blood rush to my crotch as Jane’s curves suddenly became infinitely more interesting to me. I kept hoping she’d look over at me as my erection was unmistakable through my jeans and she’d have no doubts that I was well endowed.

She didn’t. She just kept playing with her phone. “Does it work on you?” I asked.

“Nope.”

Lame.

The door to the bathroom opened and my sister walked into the room. “Ahh!” I exclaimed and turned away swiftly. I clasped my hands to my eyes and hastily said, “I didn’t see anything!” Imogene had walked into the room in only a towel wrapped around her waist, leaving her breasts completely exposed to my eyes as the feisty double-D's bounced and jiggled atop her lithe torso.

“If you say so,” said my sister in a tone of voice that made no sense. She didn’t seem upset at all.

I waited a few moments for her to have gotten herself decent and asked, “Can I open my eyes now?”

“Sure.”

I turned back and froze as I saw my sister completely naked as she ran the towel over her body. She paused with it pressed to her abdomen and I about lost it when I heard this little sexy mew slip past her lips, there was a fair bit of irritation in her voice as she looked at her roommate, “Jane. Why’re you pink?”

“Your brother told me to.”

“Oh," she said, the censure on Imogene’s face vanishing, and she shrugged. She looked at me and I expected her to remember that she was naked and freak out or at least glare at me for telling Jane to put the arousing aura in play. Instead, this odd expression crossed her face as her gaze slipped down my body. She smiled softly, “Soo… you believe me about his huge dick now?”

What.

Jane put down her phone and slid to the side of the bed to face Imogene, her body language suddenly more animated. “Yes, you perv! God, if I hadn’t seen it swell up, I’d say he has to be stuffing some tube socks down there! Seriously though seek help, girl. So not normal checkin out your brother’s package.”

Imogene casually dropped the towel as she placed her hands on her slim hips, “Whatever. Like it’s my fault! I’m constantly aware of the exact location of every blood cell around me. Every time he gets a boner I can see the size and shape of his dick in my head!”

“And it gets you off…” Jane teased, smirking.

“Right now it does cause you’re making me horny with your stupid power!” My sister shot back, snatching up a pillow and launching it at her.

“I’m standing right here!” I practically shouted.

Imogene looked at me like she wasn’t completely naked, her pink furred mons on display. “Yea, Axel. You sure are.”

What. The. Hell.

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