The Pulse Makes Its Last Ripples

"Come on, come ON, where is it?" Growled Logan silently under his breath as he crouched to all fours and felt over the rim of the wall trimming at the floor with his clawed fingers. After the cerebro meeting and finding he was balls deep in Ororo with Scott, the trio separated and made their rounds through the understructure of the school. Before he left through the door, he felt the onyx skinned giantess squeeze his hand and give him a coy look. And if THAT didn't call for a smoke, he didn't know what did. Which led to one major problem; during the outbreak, his room got trashed and so did his supply of cigars.

A small part of him hoped one of the students was puking their guts out after eating an entire box of Cuban cigars but after seeing another Hulked out student eating all the cleaning equipment, soap and all, and having nothing to show for it. Well... There was no chance of that.

But he did have a secret stash.

Which was why he was sniffing around on all fours like a green furred blood hound sniffing the walls and checking the seems in the metal trimming. He stored a box away behind a loose panel a few years back after a Christmas party. Only problem was he couldn't remember where he stashed it. For over an hour he had been sniffing around the corridors, checking spots along the way until he was in one of the storage rooms. Out in the halls, he could pick up the occasional moan or roar from the other students. Shaking his head, Logan made a grimacing chuckle as he continued to sniff around the room. He found it funny that out of all the mutants at the school who had gone completely off the rails, HE was the one with a level head on his shoulders. Maybe it was experience, age, or maybe all those horror show treatments from weapon X that tore his mind apart and put him back together. Either way it was refreshing to know he was probably the one most in control.

"Sniff... Wait a minute, sniff, sniff, here we go..."

Tapping a finger over a loose metal panel, the green furred wolfman smiled. Plucking the thin panel off its moorings, his wolfish grin split his snout when he found the box of cigars and pulled it free. Bringing the box of cigars to his snout, Logan inhaled deeply and chuckled to himself.

"Well bub, today's yer lucky day."

Getting up to his feet, he was about to leave when he noticed another scent in the air, which was pretty hard since much of everything else there was to smell at the moment was sweat and other various fluids from the students down the hall. No, this... This smelled clean, dry, arid. It almost smelled like...

"Sniff... is that the desert?"

"I have been called that by many..." Husked a velvety smooth voice from the storage room door, drawing Logan's attention to the entrance where he nearly dropped the box of cigars to the floor at who stood there. Majestic and poised, the nude Arabic woman stepped into the storage room, a gust of desert air following after her as she approached the green furred wolfman, her broad hips sashaying with each deliberate step and making her ripe and bountiful chest sway along with it. Her skin was like polished sandstone and her figure was tall and athletic with feminine curves that would have made a porn queen blush. Black silken hair flowed down her shoulders and back all the way down to her ankles and yet all Logan could focus on was the amazon woman's angelic face, inviting lips and piercing green eyes. "You called me that once when you saved my life."

"Dust?! Is that mmmph!" Caught off guard be her snaking her arms around his shoulders, his eyes went wide when she boldly pressed her lips against his snout in a passionate kiss. Finally causing him to drop the box of cigars to slowly wrap his arms around her waist while her tongue darted past his lips and teeth to explore the insides of his mouth. After a minute, Sooraya pulled away with half lidded eyes and a warm sensual smile on her lips.

"My thanks to you Logan, for saving my life so long ago... I am yours."

A little taken back, he continued to hold onto the woman by her waist as she let her delicate hands roam over his chest and shoulders, looking into his eyes with those piercing green irises of hers. "Wow... Uhm... Dust, I'm flattered but..."

"Djinni..." Sooraya purred, her smile alluring as she tilted her head to the side and narrowed her eyes seductively, pressing her breasts into the wolfman's chest. "Dust was a little girl, shy, unsure of herself. The gamma has granted me a courage and confidence I have never known, I am something more now, a Djinni."

"Right... H-how did you find me?"

"She had help."

Looking over Djinni's shoulder as best he could with their height difference, Wolverine's eyes went wide when he noticed Surge and his daughter X-23 entering the storage room, both women giving him a hungry look as Sooraya slowly and gently guided him back to press against the wall. Nori? Laura? Where you two... mmmmph." His lips captured by Djinni's against, the woman moaned softly into his mouth, followed by planting kisses down his chin and neck, nuzzling into the crook of his neck while he stared at the other two women.

"She wanted a piece of you DAD, and so do we." Husked Laura, combing her clawed fingers through her long dark hair as she sashayed to take up his right side while Surge did the same at his left. "We came to an agreement when we crossed paths that if we ever found you, Sooraya would have first dibs."

"Wait, what?"

Very suddenly, Logan felt a deft hand reach out and stroke at his growing erection, not knowing who's it was even after Djiini guided him to the ground and straddled his waist. When the woman sat up and thrust out her chest with her hands folded over her chest, it quickly acted as an unspoken invitation for the other two women to have their turns with the man. Very quickly his snout was captured by the blue lips of Surge, a static charge of electricity zapping his tongue before they touched. Moaning deeply into his mouth as her hands roamed and tensed over her pectoral muscles and shoulders. He felt another pair of hands trace up his neck and caress his chin while a third pair were still stroking him to hardness and cradling his swollen sack. Turning his attention to Laura, Wolverine finds himself kissed again, this time by his own daughter.

"We WANT you Logan, all of us do."

"B-but Laura, you're my daughter!"

Snorting at that, X-23 sat up and pressed up against Sooraya's shoulder, the two nuzzling each other before kissing in front of the man, their eyes never leaving his. "I'm your clone. But we're more than that right now. Right now you're male, I'm female... And I'm in heat!"

Gently grabbing hold of his erection in her delicate hands, Djinni hissed between her teeth when she sunk down on his length until their waists met. Looking down at Logan and giving him a smoldering look with her piercing green eyes, the woman began to grind her hips against his own. After a few thrusts, Wolverine lost any restraint he thought he still had.

***

Meanwhile... In the sub-level cafeteria.

Walking down the halls and making her way to the cafeteria, Betsy cradled her swollen middle with both her hands to calm the activity within. After the meeting, Psylocke found herself feeling hungry, especially with the high demands of her four unborn kicking away inside her. turning the corner to enter the large hallway, the purple skinned woman's shoulders fell with a huff. All the furniture, tables, chairs and all were nowhere in sight, likely devoured by the students. And with that, likely the food stores in the back along with the cooking equipment and serving aisle at the back of the cafeteria. Instead, the only things occupying space were all the male students who stood shoulder to shoulder against the walls while the female students were milking them like cattle, sucking them all off to get their thick cum as a reward.

"Lovely... A 'cultural' exchange amongst the students." Huffing and tilting her hip to rest a hand at her thigh, Betsy made a face of disgust. "This isn't a cafeteria, its a barn, and looks like the cattle are being prepped to be milked."

Waddling inside the large room, her ears were filled with the grunts and moans of the students as they were each being sucked off by their respective partners. Some even bellowing out a roar of release as he flooded the mouth of the Amazonian woman kneeling in front of him, his hand gripping at her hair to keep her there as she muffled in surprise before sucking in earnest to swallow it all down. And they were not the only ones being drained. She could see some of the female students pressed up against the wall while a pair of Hulks suckled at their thrust out chests, a look of carnal bliss on their faces as they panted and swoon from the pair of mouths drinking directly from them.

Shaking her head, Betsy gasped when she felt another swarm of kicking her in belly. "Huh... FINE! Let me see if there's any scraps left in the back before I decide to shove a cock down my throat." Pressing a hand at her hip and rear, Psylocke looked in the back where the foodstuffs were. Or at least where they USED to be. Completely picked clean and even devoid of the shelves that would have stored all the cans, bags and containers of food, she swore even the floors were licked clean of anything edible or not. Making her way out, she looked back at the rows of Hulks giving head, another roaring out as he came hard down the throat of a red skinned She-Hulk who moaned with her lips wrapped around his girth. Seeing her slap her hand against her rear, it surprised Betsy to find that the girl was growing. Her rear swelling larger and her hips widening ever so subtly with each gulp of thick cum.

When she pulled away and freed the foot and a half long cock out of her mouth with a wet pop, the woman swooned and collapsed to her back, squirming as she felt up her chest and stomach. Her muscles tensed as they appeared to flex and tense, and her breasts grew while her stomach deflated. Turning her attention to the long, veiny cock of the Hulk in front of her panting but still hard as a steel pipe, Betsy found herself licking her lips. When she felt her unborn brood kick at her innards again, she found no words of protest when she waddled up to the Hulk and fell to her knees, licking up his shaft to feel the taste and shove his prick down her throat. Swirling her tongue around his beer can thick girth and gently squeezing his orange sized testicles, she could feel them refill with their heavy payload, and the veins going down his length pulse and throb, making the woman feel the pulse of his blood flow down his erection. The pulse joined with her own heartbeat and she gained a rhythm, sucking and slurping, coaxing him to release and finally fill her belly.

With a guttural roar and a strong hand gripping at the back of her head by her hair, Psylocke's violet eyes shot open with the flood of semen going down her throat and backwashing up to fill her mouth and nearly go out her nose. Swallowing hard to keep up, her eyes fluttered from the smell and taste as it filled her completely, her stomach growing larger as she felt a surge of energy fill her very being. The flood soon ebbed into gushing spurts still in tune with his heartbeat until he had nothing left to give.

Slowly separating from him, Betsy panted and swooned to roll onto her side, rubbing circles around her swollen belly as she kept a watchful eye on the rest of the students 'feeding'. Even though they were draining each other of fluids four nourishment, it did nothing to curb their sex drive it seemed, something that caught the psychic's attention when she spotted a female student get her fill, only to turn around and aim her partner's cock into her dripping folds and press her ass against him.

All the while the pulse could still be heard thumping in Betsy's ears.

***

Also meanwhile... Outside the mansion ruins...

Waddling her way out through the vault door of the sub-level out into the open air, Ororoe carried her swollen womb in her hands and made her way top side to breath in the open air and sigh. It had become night, and the only sounds in the cool crisp night air were the chirping of crickets and the distant hooting of an owl. Bare feet touched soft grass after exiting the chipped tilework of the mansion's foundation with three mutants behind her in tow.

"Uhm... Miss Storm? Why are we out here again? I thought we were told to stay underground?" Asked Match. He, Prodigy and Gentle were requested by the black-skinned She-Hulk to accompany her outside after the meeting had been adjourned.

"Yeah, won't we get in trouble?"

"Our meeting went over details of our current food supply my students, we're out here to see if we can find an alternative, and I'm hoping its still standing." Spreading her arms out and sighing a breath of air, an undercurrent of fog surrounded Storm and levitated her off the ground, freeing her hands from carrying her stuffed womb and comb the Institute property for what she was looking for with ease. "Follow me, I hope its still standing."

"What's still standing?" Asked Gentle, the lumbering Grey Hulk followed the floating woman as she made her way deeper into the open field.

"My greenhouse."

After a minute of slowly floating towards her personal sanctuary out into the school's field, Ororoe's smile grew, exposing her tusks as she spotted the framework of her greenhouse illuminated by the moonlight overhead. Landing on her feet and gently plucking at the door knob, Storm opened the door and tried as best she could to enter without damaging the whole wall. Sadly at her size, she was **** to crouch and bend to fit her pregnant body through the door, finding some difficulty when her breasts had to be let in one after the other and winced when her hips were caught on the door frame and made cracking sounds before she pulled herself free.

Once inside, Storm breathed in the spicy scent of her garden in bloom and smiled warmly. Her greenhouse was her own personal sanctuary, each plant she had tended to lovingly in the long years she had been at the Xavier Institute. Waddling her way deeper inside, she could hear the others squeeze their way inside and look around, finding fruit trees, and berry bushes, ferns and flowers all around them.

"Wow..."

turning on her heel and resting her hands at her ample hips, the black orcish woman smiled back at her three students. "wow indeed, this may not last long but at least it'll curb the students from ripping the wall panels off for a bite to eat." Bending down to pick up some gardening tools, she passed them to the three and pointed to several empty planters at the door. "Here, start digging up some of the plants we can carry, we'll come back for the others later.

"Okay."

"Will do."

Separating to different directions to start working, the three left Storm alone as she made her way through her personal garden and flitted her fingers through the leaves and branches of a nearby tree she planted last year. Closing her eyes and breathing in the scent again, Storm sighed and cooed, gasping with a giggle when she felt her 5 unborn kick away in her belly. Lookin down at her size, her strength, her motherly curves. She felt so alive, so free. When she had originally changed after being stung, it was as if her self restraint and shame had melted away, along with her modesty when she quickly burst out of her clothes and grew into the 8 foot tall giantess she was now. She always considered herself in touch with nature, her powers were linked to it after all, but this gamma exposure, it helped her tap into a strength and nature she didn't know she had. Flexing her arm, she smiled at the bulge of muscle that formed on her arm, creaking with barely contained power and strength.

Closing her eyes she could feel her heart thump in her chest, a pulse that flowed through her chest and limbs. A pulse that throbbed and bulged in her veins, making her hip bend to it, as if she were listening to the beat of music. Hearing the pulse like it was a soothing melody, she recalled she felt it when she first changed, felt it when she tore off her clothes to be free, and pulled the closest male creature to her and straddled her legs around his waist. She felt so primal, so natural. For her, the pulse set her free. Relaxing herself, she wondered what else the pulse would free her of.

Lolling her head from one shoulder to the other as if invisible hands caressed and massaged her muscles, Storm let the pulse in completely, letting it drown out every other noise save for it and it alone. Biting her lip, she felt a wave surge through her, a sense of animal instinct that grew along with the heat in her loins and chest. It was like the crashing waves of a tide colliding with her psyche, washing away the unwanted and leaving only the core of her being. She could feel her traumatic childhood memories melt away, her claustrophobia, those years starving in the streets of Cairo. All of it being erased by the thumping beat of her heart, the pulse making her twerk her hips to a rhythm only she could hear.

Guilt, shame, self restraint, modesty, attachment, with each pumping pulse in her ear, those concepts melted away. She could feel a hunger in her now, something deep rooted in her core she never noticed until now. She wanted to be bigger, larger, meatier, an animalistic need to show she was a strong and healthy female worthy to breed with. Gurgling with lust, she pictured herself roaming the plainlands of Africa, massive in bulk and muscle. She was the alpha female, a matriarch to a herd of her own making, stomping their way through the desolation as if they ruled over it. The wild eyed giantess was bloated with child and sporting curves vast enough to imply she was no stranger to motherhood, her mane of white hair came down to her wide rear and her tusks protruded up to her nose. Seeing the elephantine woman stop to bellow out a deep guttural roar made Storm's loins burn.

She wanted her, wanted to follow her, wanted to BE her. By now the pulse was all she heard when she turned her attention skyward and noticed the green door above, thumping in tune with her own heart.

Caught up in the 'thump' 'thump' of her heartbeat, Storm's body began to shift and change. Her muscles hardened as if they were in tension, and then began to grow. Twitching her hands open and closed, her finger nails began to thicken, harden, and become sharp like claws. Her toes did the same, gripping into the dirt under her feet as her stance widened to accomidate her growing hips and thigh muscles. her toes splaying wider and her heels strengthening to stand on the balls of her toes. Growling and purring under her breath, Storm rolled her shoulders, her back twitching until spurs formed down her spine and grew down to her lower waist. A growth began to form above her muscular rear, stretching and burgeoning out above her hips and becoming longer with each beat of her heart. A tail formed and pushed the cleavage of her ass apart to make room for itself as it grew long and stout with corded muscle until it rivalled the size of her thigh and grew long enough that it laid heavily on the ground and continued to grow, the spurs on her back lining down the tail until it reached its tip at 10 feet long.

Twerking her hips and stretching her arms over her head, Storm moaned, feeling up the storm of activity in her womb and up to tweak at her large breasts. Mother's milk spurted down her belly as she squeezed and groped at herself, her breasts **** up when a new pair of growths developed under them. A second pair of breasts swelled heavy with milk to catch up to her original pair and crowd her chest. Leaning her head down, she purred like a jungle cat, licking up the slopes of her first pair and fluttered her eyes in ecstacy.

Lolling her mouth open to lick her tusks, her teeth grew sharp like some hungry predator. Her ears began to grow pointed and flicked with activity and her nose changed to become flattened like that of a feline. Gasping and wincing, her skull formed a pair of horns that jutted out of her snow white hair, black as pitch like her skin and growing up and out like the horns of a gazelle until they were almost a meter long, followed by another pair that matched them. With a roar that sounded more like some terrible beast than a woman, the creature that used to be Ororoe Monroe reached orgasm.

When Storm opened her eyes, she looked around as if the place was unfamiliar to her, looking down at the leaves of a plant she was tracing her fingers through, the woman smiled and licked her lips before uprooted the plant by its stem and shoving it into her mouth to chew on before swallowing. Pleased with the taste, the pregnant creature pulled another plant from its pot and did the same, eating at her plants without a care in the world. Any sentiment she still had regarding the plants and flowers she tended to all these years had evaporated after her transformation. The only thing she saw around her was food now, nothing more.

a noise behind her had Storm stop in her meal to look over her shoulder, finding Match, Gentle and Prodigy had managed to dig up a few of the plants and had them ready to be taken out.

"Alright Miss Storm, I think we have enough here to... Take back." Blinking back at the female creature staring back at them, the trio of Hulks had no idea who or what they were looking at.

Flaring her nostrils and licking her lips, Ororoe purred like a lioness and turned to approach the three Hulked out students. Her steps alluring and methodical despite being overburdened with quintuplets. Circling the three, she sized them all up, leering at their muscular bodies and their endowments before she finally stopped to look into the eyes of Gentle. A smoldering look of lust in her eyes when she grabbed hold of his cock possessively and pulled him in for a languid kiss. Moaning and grunting into his mouth before she eventually pulled away and leered back at him.

"You..."

It was more a declaration than anything else when Storm turned around and bent at the waist, thrusting her ass and moving her tail out of the way to exposed her sopping wet nethers to the towering Hulk behind her. Hesitant, he looked back at her looking over her shoulder, a look of pure lust in her eyes when she growled back at him and twerked her hips to coax him on. Confused, the thump of his heart only intensified in his ear, making his viens bulge and his cock throb between his legs.

Practically colliding into the monster woman from behind, his massive, veiny erection speared into her moist folds, making her cry out with a fanged smile. Fallen to her hands and knees with her womb and four breasts pressed against the ground, Storm moaned and wailed out loud with Gentle's 'rough' thrusts, his hands gripping at her thighs as he pounded into her from behind. Tossing her long white hair, the beast woman fluttered her eyes and lolled her tongue out of her mouth, enjoying every second of it all. She was free, TRULY free, to indulge, to grow, to thrive. But the core of her remained, she was a nurturer at heart, someone who tended to the growth of life. Seeing Prodigy stumble over to stand in front of the moaning Storm, the monster woman licked her tusks and reached out for his throbbing erection between his legs, tugging him close and raked up the underside of his length with her teeth before planting a kiss at the tip.

Swallowing his cock down to the hilt, Prodigy grabbed handfuls of her hair on instinct, his orange sized balls slapping under her chin with her sucking and him bucking his hips while Gentle's balls slapped against her inner thighs. With a grunt from behind her, she felt Gentle wrap a leg around her ass and hip, grabbing hold of her stout tail for leverage to plunge as deep as he could within her before bellowing out a hoarse roar of release, flooding her insides in surges and making her belly creak with the flood of hot cum. Prodigy soon came seconds after, filling Storm's stomach with his own gamma enriched seed. Slowy pulling free of her lips with a wet, sputtering pop, Ororoe wiped her lips with the back of her clawed hand and licked it clean, smiling serenly as she felt Gentle pull out, only to be pleasantly surprised when Match taking his place.

"Feel... Feel a noise in my head... Feel..."

"The pulse!" She husked, clenching her inner muscles to pull him in deeper within her pussy. "Embrace the pulse!"

Seeing a nearby shrub, she ripped it free of its roots and swallowed it down, her hunger never ebating nor the fires in her loins. She was insatiable, and she LOVED it!

An hour passed as the three men had their way with Storm, flooding her womb, her stomach and bowels with one load of cum after the other, all the while the greenhouse became more and more scarce as the four took to eating what they could to keep up their stamina. Storm herself only grew and grew from the attention, rolling onto her back when she felt her belly swell to the point that her knees no longer touched the ground. Moaning and squirming from the rush of hormones boiling away in her system, the gamma beast woman licked at what traces of cum were still on her chest, licking and kissing the slopes of her now water melon sized breasts as they formed pools of mother's milk at either side of her. She never wanted it to stop, ever, she wanted to keep going, keep expanding, she wanted to burst out of the confining walls of the greenhouse and tower over it like some primal fertility goddess.

With a deep, throaty moan, Storm's eyes rolled back as her water broke.

***

On the other side of the property, a roiling burst of bright light and electrical energy formed and split open to form a crackling rectangle of lightning. From within this raw door of energy, A tall, gruff looking man with a metallic arm stepped through along with a small group of people. When the last of them exited, the door closed behind them.

Looking back to his compatriots, Cable looked as stern as ever and peered out into the Xavier Institute in the dead of night. Even in the light of the moon overhead he could see that the once proud mansion and school had been completely obliterated. Prepared for anything, the man unslung his rifle and cocked it, as did the rest of his crew, expecting the worst after finding the mansion gone, completely bulldozed down to its last brick.

"Stay sharp everyone." Husked Cable, his one eye glowing red as he scanned the area. "Not many can do this and take out the X-men in one go."

"Xavier sent us a psychic alert from the past while we were in the future. Just what the Hell happened here?!"

Suddenly a projection appeared in front of the X-****, one of a tall, statuesque and beautiful woman with bubblegum pink skin and long flowing black hair. She stood nearly a foot and a half taller than Cable and much to everyone's surprise save for the long yellow jacket that only came down to her waist, she wore next to nothing else. Realizing who was standing in front of her, the amazon woman waved her hands in front of her defensively and made a sheepish look of embarrassment when they all aimed their weapons up at her.

"Whoa! Whoa! No need for that, everything is okay, the crisis is averted."

"Crisis averted?!" Scoffed Cable, lowering his rifle when he finally recognized that the woman towering over him was the formally diminutive Jubilee. "The school is destroyed! Who did this?"

"Uhm... Us?" She shrugged with her hands up, trying and failing to give a reassuring smile to the smaller human sized people. "we got hit by a bunch of Hulked out bees and well... We all got stung."

"Okay... Why are you naked?" Asked Domino, both surprised and a little self conscientious in front of the towering woman who tilted her hip and crossed her arms.

"You try finding something to wear when you're 8 feet tall sister." Rolling her eyes she turned her attention back to the team leader of the X-****. "So right now we're keeping everything low until we can resolve the matter, no one gets in, no one gets out. We have everything perfectly under control."

Just then a monstrous sounding roar echoed out into the night air, throaty and deep, the X-**** thought it sounded like a bear or lion. "What the hell was that?"

Wincing and biting her finger, Jubilee darted her eyes down at the X-**** and chuckled. "Bears?"

Another roar echoed out, this time followed with... "MMMMOOOOOOOOAAAAAARRRR... WAAAAANT MMMMOOOOOAAAR!"

Trading looks with the towering pink-skinned woman again, Jubilee looked even more nervous. "Horny... Bears?"

Giving each other a look of disbelief, Boom Boom scoffed when she heard the roar echo out again. "Riiiiiight..."

Folding her hands in front of her and maintaining a smile, Jubille continued. "Well, at the very least, there's nothing to worry about, we've got the entire situation under control."

A plume of dark smoke caught the two parties off guard when Nightcrawler appeared and stumbled to his knees, clutching at his head as if in pain. He was huge! Easily over 8 feet tall if he were standing straight up, his arms and legs were bulky with muscle and so large Domino and Boom Boom figured they'd each be the size of either of his arms and still that wouldn't be enough. His back was this slab of muscle and blue fur and his prehensile tail was so long and thick it circled around Kurt in a loop almost a foot in diameter. Taken back, the X-**** stepped back to give the Hulking blue imp room as he staggered to his feet and fell back to his knees again, still clutched at his head. "A beat... Like the beat of a marching drum, demanding we march, demanding we..."

Falling to her knees to join him on the ground, Jubilee tried to console Kurt, patting him on the back. "Shh, its okay Kurt, we'll get through this, remember what the Professor said?"

"No! This is wrong, this is... There is a poison seeping into me, I need to get out of here..."

"Kurt, please."

The Nightcrawler disappeared with a puff of black smoke, only to reappear with two of the fully matured children in his arms to drop gently to the ground and disappear again, reappearing with another pair of Hulks in his arms before leaving in another puff of smoke, it wasn't until he appeared for a third time that Jubilee was able to get his attention again and the Hulked out imp stopped in his tracks. "Kurt, was is WRONG with you?"

"We have to go, ja? Have to get away from here, away from the beating inz my head." Clutching at his head again and squinting his eyes, Kurt looked like he was visibly in pain, smacking his pointed ears to block out the noise the others couldn't hear.

Seeing things play out and seeing the six additional Hulks slowly stir awake and look around, Cable made a judgement call. Turning on the temporal portal again, the lightning arced causeway opened up again. "Kurt, come with us, take them with you too."

"But Cable..." Domino protested before she caught the man's glare.

"But nothing, there's something going on here and I want answers, and he's right. There's something going on here, I can feel it. Taking him with us might offer some clarity."

Closing his eyes with a sigh and nodding back to the cyborg mutant, Kurt grabbed hold of the Hulks just waking up and teleported through the gate, taking them all with him just as X-**** made their way through. Before leaving, Cable looked back over his shoulder to the pink She-Hulk jubilee and slung his rifle back over his shoulder. "We'll be back, hopefully with some help for you."

With that, the portal closed, leaving Amazonian woman alone in the dark save for another roar echoing out into the night. Disappearing from top side, Jubilee opened her eyes in the Cerebro chamber on her hands and knees sucking off the Professor as he wore the cerebro helmet, obscuring his face.

"I take it X-**** had left?" Xavier asked telepathically to the woman sucking him off and messaging his balls while her tongue swirled around his length.

"Yes." She answered mentally, thanks to his powers. "But he took Kurt with him, along with a few of the newborns."

"Interesting... No matter, if Kurt wishes to find himself in the future, who am I to stop him?"

"But what about the children?"

"They are HARDLY children anymore Jubilee, and besides, our numbers are still vast and ever growing, a few missing will hardly... HARDLY..." Tensing up and gritting his teeth, Xavier bucked his hips as he came hard down Jubilee's throat, forcing the woman to swallow in gulps of his gamma infused cum. "Pant... Matter."

Separating from Xavier's cock with a wet pop of her lips and a splatter of fluids dripping down her chin to her cleavage, the woman licked and cleaned what she could.

"If that is all Jubilee, go back out into the student body, give me a report of any changes that need my attention."

"Y-yes Professor." Getting to her feet and wobbling when she felt her body had grown more athletic in he span of seconds, she made her way to the exit. But a worming doubt crept into her mind the entire time. What was Kurt talking about? And why wasn't Xavier alarmed at all of his departure? Or the children? Closing the door behind her, Jubilee pressed her back against the wall and sighed, feeling difficulty in concentrating with the blood thumping in her ears. Shaking her head, she made her way deeper into the facility, finding she was feeling hungry for other things now.