Checking on a caged animal.

“Is the metal detector REALLY necessary at this point?” Sighed Carol Danvers, waiting to be cleared by security as one of the Vault guards waved a metal detector over her from head to toe. The blonde woman huffed and blew a strand of hair out of her eyes while she held her hands up, waiting to be cleared. It was just the third inspection she and the others had to go through in this prison alone. On the other side of the security check Jennifer Walters and Wanda Maximov waited patiently until the check was done. Jennifer and Wanda wore more formal clothing for the occasion as did Carol, choosing not to rile up the inmates for their visit. The three having been sent by SHIELD to see if they could gather information from one of the prison inmates where others had failed. Finally given the clear, Carol gathered her things and joined the two on their way into the specialised prison to meet one of the Vault’s more special inmates.

The Vault was a specialised prison meant to contain some of the more powerful criminals in America; mutants, meta-humans, those with significant reputations. Although not as prestigious or as heavily secure as the RAFT, the VAULT served its purpose. Walking down the corridor with their chaperone; a prison guard who was going over visitation procedures as they walked, the Avengers trio made their way to a special holding cell for the Vault’s latest inmate, the one they came to see. “Please keep to the right of the hallway, the prisoner’s cell and holding area is to your left.” Explained the lone guard, opening the cell gate to let the trio enter. Stepping inside, the three women looked over to find a small sign that read ‘Number of days since last guard was eaten: 2. Current count of lost guards: 7.’

“Cute…”

Making their way down the hall, they were finally able to see the creature they came to see. The sight of her made even Carol blink with surprise. Raven Darkholme, or better known as Mystique was contained in a cell that was better described as a holding pen for some massive creature. Easily half the size of a football field, the open area was large enough to fit a 5-story building… And it just barely fit the blue monster woman who decided to stand to her full height and approach the three at her viewing window. Had she been human sized she would have looked overbuilt and overweight at the same time, easily 300 pounds or more. At her CURRENT size she was 50 feet tall, over 30 feet wide and most likely several tonnes! Her arms and legs were solidly built yet she had a softened stomach that bulged in front of where a pair of full breasts as large as Volkswagens rested on top, ripe and bountiful. Her hips and thighs were massive and behind her swung a massive tail as stout and twice as long as one of her legs. Horns long as her forearm crowned her head where her red mane of hair hung wild behind her back and down her shoulders. Her blue skin looked rough and scaly like the tough hide of a crocodile, a description that matched her clawed hands, feet, and razor-sharp looking teeth she smiled back with to her visitors.

“Oooooh, guests! And here I thought the guards didn’t want to be near me anymore, not like last time.” Raven purred with a deep voice, pressing her breasts against the visitor side wall until the slopes of her tits threaten to touch her chin. Her nose pressed against the bullet proof glass where hot steam bloomed when she exhaled.

“Yeah… We saw your score card at the door.”

“I can’t help it if they look so delicious… The five cows they feed me every meal is good… But I DO like a dessert every now and then too.” Shamelessly Mystique fluttered her eyes and licked her plump lips, eyeing the three women who were a little more disgusted to be there then before they entered. “So, what do you three morsels want?”

“SHIELD wants to know how you got like… This.” Gesture Wanda to everything Mystique was in front of her, the gesture making the blue kaiju woman smirk proudly. “Scientists had taken samples and found nothing, and let’s face it, everyone who interviewed you ended up in that fat gullet of yours.”

“Which is why WE were told to come and ask questions, WE’RE not likely to end up for dinner!” Answered Carol, slamming her fist into the palm of her hand and causing a small sonic boom from the show of strength.

“Oh, I assure you, there are NO secrets, what you see before you is all my doing!” Stepping back, Raven stretched her arms over her head and posed, showing off her powerful thighs and arms before wrapping her arms between her impressive chest and stomach. “I merely found my true potential and embraced it… Admit it, you’re jealous of me.”

“Pff… Jealous?! You’re a Queenzilla who ate 30 people and a cattle ranch before you got knocked out by a balding professor in a wheelchair.”

Wild eyed and growling under her breath like some massive alligator, the three women stepped back until Mystique’s smug grin returned, shrugging back at the heroines. “Still sounds like jealousy to me, admit it ladies, you KNOW deep down you want this. This size, this power, this HUNGER! Hidden deep inside every confident woman is a predator waiting to claw her way free, you just have to set it free.”

Turning to face away from the monster woman flaunting her size and figure, the three whispered under their breath but kept a close eye on her. “Well… She’s insane!”

“No shit. But there has to be a reason she got like that; she’s hiding something.”

“I agree, my lawyer senses are tingling.” Looking over her shoulder, Jen winced with disgust at the massive she-creature looking back at her over her own shoulder, Mystique’s heavy tail shifting from one side of the cell to the next as she waited for the three to continue the interview. “You got a whammy that’ll make her tell the truth?”

“Not a ‘whammy’ per say…” Mused the Scarlet Witch as she broke from the group. “But I might have something that will help.” Making hand gestures in front of her, Wanda’s eyes began to glow, as did a spark of light that formed between her outstretched fingers. “Rest your hands on my shoulders to see what I see.”

Looking to each other and back to the Scarlet Witch, She-Hulk and Captain Marvel rested their hands on the woman’s shoulders. The moment they did, they could see into Mystique’s mind. The woman’s memories flowing through them like water as Wanda sifted through them all. They could see how she devoured her teammates, revelled in the act… But it did not explain why or how she was so big now. “Hmm, nothing yet… Perhaps if we looked deeper, into the soul…” Peering memories, the three delved into Mystique’s spirit, her subconscious. Wanda had expected to find the core of Raven’s essence there. If the cause of her monstrous transformation were the cause of something darker, she would be able to determine it this way. Looking deep into the dark recesses of Mystique’s deeper self, Wanda expected to find the very essence of Raven to see what influenced her.

And she found it.

Gone was the cunning spy, the clever infiltrator who could use her shape shifting abilities to hide in plain sight. The three were caught in the clutching grip of the monster Mystique had become, so massive and enveloping, it was all they could see around them. Its presence was overwhelming, like a black hole it exuded hunger and lust that could not be satisfied, always insatiable. Cupping the three avengers in her claws like mice, the monstrous image of Mystique purred and growled with delight at her catch. Then, rearing up, Mystique’s image bellowed out a commanding roar. One that made their loins burn and stomachs growl, they could not stand it. In the end they cried out and moaned in unison with Mystique’s roars.

Snapping out of it and blinking awake, Jen and Carol pulled away from Wanda just as the red-haired woman gasped and dropped her arms, clutching her chest to calm the booming in her chest. “Did I interrupt anything?” Purred Mystique, still looking over her shoulder, her tail slowly swishing back and forth like a bored and idle cat.

“I think we got what we need, we’re leaving now... Enjoy your supper.”

“Oh, I intent to.”

Exiting the hallway to Mystique’s cell, Wanda, Carol, and Jen were disappointed that they found nothing to show how Mystique had turned herself into a giant man-eating monster. What was worse was the experience had left an impression on them that would not go away. They still felt an ache in their stomach, and they squirmed waiting for the prison door to open so they could leave, finding themselves aroused against their will. Passing a guard on her way out, Carol found herself sniffing the air, and lick her lips before she shook off the attractive scent the man gave off and joined her friends.

Back in her cell, Mystique smiled to herself as she leaned back against the wall and hefted one of her breasts to caress its slope. “All it needs is to be set free…”