Spider-Man's attempts to help do harm in the past, present and future

"Seriously, Hawkeye's right!" Peter yelled, specifically at the three closest to She-Hulk - namely Wolverine, Magik and Jubilee. "She's infected with a bimbo virus!"

"Excuse me? A WHAT virus?" a surprised Phoenix exclaimed as Spider-Man tried to swing past her and the others to interpose himself between the mutants and the giggling green giantess.

Jubilee, who had been trying to help protect She-Hulk's modesty with her trademark yellow trenchcoat, raised her pink glasses and looked over her shoulder at Peter.

"It's, like, totally true! OOH!" She-Hulk moaned and giggled as she groped herself wantonly and let the trenchcoat slide off her shoulders to paw at herself more. "I'm only playing with my huge green titties so I totally don't, like, go get filled with big yummy cocks!"

Magik actually let out a guffaw while Wolverine crinkled her nose in disgust, both at the wanton display and the smell of Jennifer Walter's pussy which had started to drip through the crotch of her overtaxed uniform. Jubilee went to remove her coat from where it slid in front of the infected Jennifer Walters and get some distance when Peter spoke again.

"I'm not kidding, you're about to change your name to Boobilee!"

"Oh, fffffFUUUUCK!" roared She-Hulk as she pulled at a fat green nipple and came with a scream.

Jubilation Lee had always spent her life surrounded by far more curvaceous women and she'd grown up with something of a complex about it in her teens. Thankfully, she'd worked past that years ago and now felt totally comfortable with her body. Or did she? God, She-Hulk's fat tits were even bigger than she remembered. Lucky fucking slut, having everyone stare at her playing with those perfect watermelon sized funbags. Suddenly, the thought of having massive fucking tits bigger than her head was irresistible. God, the idea of having the biggest boobs in the X-Men was not only sexy but what she'd wanted more than anything! Watching those already giant tits swell under her hands got her pussy soaking wet. God, the idea of being a bimbo with giant tits who made everyone stare at her freakishly huge rack was so fucking hot! She wanted everyone to stare at her giant fucking tits! Licking her lips, she pretended to trip and fall on her trenchcoat. Once she was bigger than even Emma, they'd HAVE to call her Boobilee!

"Ohhh, no! Mmph!" Jubilation Lee said as she deliberately slammed her face into Shulkie's huge sweaty tits, mouth wide open to catch a fat nipple in her mouth, secretly hoping they'd start lactating and make her bigger than any woman alive.

"Well, that's not good." Magik deadpanned as she readied a portal to step away.

"Wait! You're all probably already infected!" Peter yelled, grabbing her arm. "Well, maybe not Wolverina here, but if you teleport away now, you're just going to spread it further! We need Hank McCoy to help figure this out!"

Phoenix and Storm scoffed while Domino, Dazzler, Mirage and Tempo exchanged cautious glances at each other.

"It's just Wolverine." Laura Kinney replied drily as she reached over and went to yank Jubilee off She-Hulk's tits, only for the Amazon to slap her hand away with one hand and grasp Jubilee tightly by the hair and moaning.

"OMG! Keep sucking! It feels, like, sooooooooo good!" Jennifer squealed, her voice getting higher pitched and breathier.

"Um. Sucking? Did I miss something? Listen, I don't kinkshame anyone for enjoying a good set of boobs but, hello, INFECTION? She's not in her right mind!" Peter said, affronted by the display.

"Well, that, at least I can help with." Jean Grey said with a small frown as she floated nearby and turned off She-Hulk's mind like a lightswitch. The huge green Amazon slumped over, her top heavy front smashing Jubilee into the pavement - not that the petite Chinese beauty was complaining. Jean lifted She-Hulk off of Jubilee with her telekinesis, only to see the girl licking her lips and fondling her chest. "Jubilee, like, what's the matter with you? Spider-Man's totally right, that was so, um- uhhhh?"

Phoenix blinked, suddenly at a loss for words, feeling weirdly warm and fuzzy.

"It's happening! Oh, fuck, it's happening! I can feel my tits growing! I'm about to be Boobilee!" Jubilation squealed with excitement as her tight, neon pink crop top began to creep up her toned midsection. "Everyone call me Boobilee!"

Hawkeye cocked his head as he trotted up to the assembled X-Women and readied some knockout gas arrows.

"Um. Spider-Man here wasn't making a SUGGESTION for crissakes!" the archer groaned in frustration. "What, has she always wanted huge boobs or something?"

"She-" Wolverine began, only for Spider-Man to interrupt.

"Look, it doesn't matter if she's always wanted the biggest boobs in the world! What matters is that she's about to have them! The important thing is that you're all infected! It's in the atmosphere!"

Jubilation's waist narrowed, her legs lengthened and her tight ass began to tear through her denim shorts, making them into Daisy Dukes, her crotch soaked with arousal. Her lips got glossier, fuller and pinker - the same neon pink color of her earrings and destroyed top. Of course, none of that was what drew the eye. Jubilee's tight, lycra pink top was quickly overwhelmed as her previously non-existent bust suddenly exploded outwards, even faster than She-Hulk or Black Widow. She lay spread eagle on the cracked concrete, her yellow gloved hands reaching up to play with her swelling breasts.

"Oh, fuck, it's happening! It's, like, FINALLY happening! Mmmm, yeah, yeaaaah, YEEAAAAAAAAH!"

Her beautiful dark eyes went cross-eyed with pleasure as she started to pull at long, thick nipples and squeeze at an enormous pair of boobs that were rapidly inflating like hot air balloons. In seconds, she was suddenly bigger than She-Hulk, each giant globe of titflesh easily bigger than her head, swelling up to beach ball proportions and beyond.

"Oh, crap, crap, crap! It looks like it infects mutants even faster and harder!" Spidey announced with alarm.

As he said it, the assembled women began to moan and their bodies began to change.

Phoenix's eyes went dreamy and unfocused as she felt a burning need ignite between her legs. She suddenly knew she was going to lose control and be too dim to care. This was, like, totally bad! She needed help! Her mind flashed to the last time she was going to lose control. With a giggle, she had a realization - Scott and his big beautiful cock could totally help! With a low, sultry moan, she flew back towards Krakoa, unconsciously squeezing her expanding tits and fingering her needy pussy through her outfit.

Domino, Dazzler and Mirage all opened their mouths to speak, only for moans and giggles to come pouring out.

"I don't- I don't want slutty huge boobies." Mirage groaned as she suddenly felt her pussy get achingly wet and needy. Her ass began to stretch out the back of her simple yellow and black unitard above her long, muscular legs, along with her suddenly widening hips. Her modest bust began to expand as well, as if in response to her protests. "I'm not, like, a bimbo slut! Oh, fuck, my body's on fire! Jean, knock us out! Jean?"

"What the fuck?! Jean just, like, totally took off!" Domino snarled through gritted teeth, trying to focus, only for her rage to flicker like a dying candle. "Like, what a selfish slut! Nggh!"

The albino beauty's dark hair began to lengthen down past her increasingly plump ass and her lips began to swell into a pout as she dropped her gun from nerveless fingers to explore her changing body.

"Someone, like, DIES for this! But first, I gotta get fucked so bad!" she moaned, her voice low and sultry as she started to unzip her black and white catsuit. "Oh, fuck, my ass feels amazing! Somebody spank me!"

Dazzler, whose sex drive had always ran on the hotter side, simply licked her newer, fuller lips and skated over to Hawkeye as she felt her hips and ass expand with each stride of her lovely legs, as well as her jumpsuit pull down further and further as her perky C-cups expanded and snapped her bra open. None of it mattered with a hot stud like Hawkeye in front of her.

"Hey, stud, like, wanna fuck?" she cooed as she fondled his bicep. "I've always thought you were, like, suuuuuper cute-"

Meanwhile, in the air, Storm panted and moaned. She usually never felt unusually warm or cold thanks to her powers, so she knew that the sweat covering the body that had already had gotten her mistaken for a goddess was nothing natural. With a shake of her long white hair, she decided she had heard enough and tried to steel her iron will, even as her pussy began to churn and her nipples hardened. She could feel her costume getting even tighter, which was no mean feat given her supermodel proportions. While this was certainly a dream come true for Jubilation, it was not something she'd allow herself to become! She was, like, Storm, mistress of the elements and stuff! That would be, like, totally bad! She blinked at the inane thought, then tried to focus, even as her intellect grew dimmer and dimmer by the second. What had he said? In the atmosphere? Well, if it was in the atmosphere, she would simply, like, blow the air and the virus out and away!

"Air! Like, hear me and stuff! Make this slutty virus, like, totally go away and junk!" she announced in a voice that was far squeakier and breathier than it had been a moment ago.

And, with a gesture and a bite of her increasingly full lips, the increasingly brainless Ororo Munroe made a windstorm with enough power to spread the virus all over the globe.

Spider-Man was briefly too breathless to say anything as a miniature hurricane came into existence, knocking everyone around like bowling pins. By pure chance he found himself blown into the area of Tempo and suddenly, the wind stopped.

"Huh?" he asked puzzled as the wind became a gentle breeze.

A sweaty Tempo had her hands out around him and shouted at him through gritted teeth as she used her powers to their utmost.

"I'm slowing down time! Including this stupid slut virus or, like, whatever it is!" she panted as her tits and ass began to slowly but surely strain against her yellow top and pants. "Look, go get Beast and whoever else on the island who won't be affected! Wolverine can probably make antibodies and Emma Frost will probably be fine!"

"Uh, I don't think just because Emma Frost has always had blonde hair and huge, perfect boobs that she's immune-" Peter began, only for Tempo to interrupt him.

"No, you idiot! In her, like, diamond form, she's totally immune to everything and junk!" she snapped, pausing to lick increasingly pink lips and pant. "And- and she can, um, turn off our silly bimbo brains! Make me not- not wanna get fucked by your big cock!"

Time began to speed up around them again as Tempo's resolve faltered and her new bimbo body started to tear at the seams of her functional yellow uniform. Her formerly svelte, leggy build became an hourglass, hips widening as her waist shortened and her ass and tits began to balloon outwards.

"Mmm, y'know, I haven't been, like, fucked, in sooo long! And I can totally slow down us fucking! Make minutes feel, like, good for hours-" she cooed, beginning to advance on Peter with a giggle. "Oh, shit, did I, like, say that out loud?

"Hoo, boy!" Peter said with a gulp as he glanced outside of the bubble created by Tempo's powers. Everyone was getting tossed around by a hurricane and he was likely to be caught up in it himself if Tempo turned off her powers. He had a quick choice to make - stay in the slowed down time stream with Tempo or figure out a way to stop Storm in a matter of seconds in the middle of a hurricane. He glanced over at Laura Kinney who had dug her claws into the concrete near She-Hulk - it was too windy to tell if she was fighting off the virus or not with her healing factor. He turned back to the increasingly sexy and turned on Tempo. "This is gonna be a tough choice!"

***
Meanwhile, on the island of Krakoa, Emma Frost sipped a glass of fine wine as Jumbo Carnation measured her for a new outfit.

"Quite honestly, I really don't see the point of us sending out some of our best, most beautiful and brightest for a so-called 'charm offensive.' Punching aliens? The humans will never appreciate it." she sneered as she raised her arms for Jumbo to run the measuring tape. "They never have and they never will."

"And they didn't even send out the most stunning and fashion-forward queen of the island!" Jumbo agreed with a roll of his eyes as he gushed over his favorite model.

"Yes, well, I'm told that I'm 'too intimidating' and 'occasionally a PR nightmare' just because I don't simper for the cameras." Emma said with a disdainful huff. "I shouldn't have to temper myself for their consumption. The last man to tell me I'd be prettier if I smiled? I gave him the compulsion to give a rictus grin to everyone he met."

"You? Be prettier? Simply impossible, darling!" Jumbo said with a wink as he moved one of his four arms around her torso to fit her for a new daring outfit.

"Why, thank you, Jumbo dear. I've had a lot of work done to become so-"

Suddenly, a whole new lifetime of memories flashed into Emma's head. The lifetime of being a mousy little brunette before meeting Sebastian Shaw and getting extensive plastic surgery to become the breathtaking, busty blonde of his dreams vanished.

Instead, she remembered a lifetime of glossy blonde locks. Her parents couldn't explain how a family of brunettes gave birth to a blonde, leading to all sorts of nasty rumors about her mother and her tennis instructor. Her cruel father simply used it as yet another tool in his arsenal to treat her with disdain.

More importantly, she remembered her shocking growth spurt in her teens. Suddenly, she'd gone from a mousy little nobody to the girl with the biggest boobs in school. Even her modest school uniforms couldn't hide their size or perfection. They were so perfectly round and full that the other girls whispered that she'd had work done after seeing her in the showers. They came in alongside her burgeoning telepathic powers and suddenly, she realized the effect they had on those around her. The other girls were so jealous and cruel but the boys were obsessed. Even full-grown men couldn't help but stare and think about them, like her sexy English teacher that she had a crush on, Mr. Kendall.

In the old world, she'd kissed him and he'd rejected her due to her age. In the memories she now had, however, she'd made sure to unbutton her top first and shove his hand up her blouse, let him squeeze away to his heart's content. He'd still stopped and said it was was wrong but she ended up feeling her first erection against her thigh through his pants. Later, as she masturbated and thought about it, she quickly realized that she had two superpowers - telepathy and absolutely perfect tits that made men pliable and obedient (and some women as well). Her confidence and her number of lovers increased tenfold before she was out of college.

When she'd made her way to the Hellfire Club, Sebastian Shaw had suggested a little bit of work on her mousy face and flat ass but she could literally hear all of his thoughts vanish once he stared at her astonishing breasts. In this version of reality, the formerly meek Emma Frost had already become a mistress of seduction using nothing but her mind and her absolutely perfect tits.

Emma blinked suddenly, her sentence trailing off. Thank God she had Jumbo here to help her show off her perfect body, a fabulous gay fashionista who merely appreciated her body for it's aesthetics, her huge, perfect tits included. After a lifetime of objectification, it was refreshing, honestly.

"Hmm? Apologies, I lost my train of thought. How odd. What was I say-"

"SCOTT! I NEED COCK!" came a psychic blast that rocked both of them on their feet with a wave of raw, animal lust, along with everyone else on Krakoa.

Emma instinctively turned into diamond from the sheer power of the telepathic roar of desire.

"Nggh! Why, Jean! How deliciously unlike you!" Emma said with a quirked, crystal eyebrow "Somehow I doubt this portends anything good, however. It seems my fitting will have to wait, Jumbo."

With a sigh, she folded over her arms over her huge, perfect tits as sighed and began to get dressed in next to nothing, as she always had.