Emma Frost

"Ms. Frost" her mother finished introducing a blonde woman who looked visibly pissed. The fact that she was in an outfit that were very recognizable from the news, and marked her as an X-Men was a fact that Nora either seemed to ignore, or not mind mentioning or explaining to her.

The blonde turned to look over her shoulder at Emilie while she was walking down the stairs. The angle they were sitting at, as well as her skirt made sure that she was again flashing her pussy to the two ladies at the table, which was visibly making the blonde even more angry.

"What do you think you are doing?" Emma asked her with so much malice in her voice, it would have been enough to make even a dictator ashamed of what he did. As Emilie didn't answer but just froze in the doorframe, she continued on. "Don't try to hide it, I am not gonna play the game of 'surprise, we know you are a mutant' because it is fucking obvious at this point. You are a menace! Just look at your poor parents? Your mother had to wash your nipples, and you made your poor father jerk it into a bowl with cereal!" She gestured to the bowl that was on her breakfast place. It was indeed already filled with a white substance that was clearly not milk.

"I am all for people being open with what they want, and as we scanned and found you to be a psychic, I expected you to have a bunch of boyfriends or whatever. No big deal, but for gods sake girl, what is wrong with you that you are doing this to your parents?" She went on and Emilie realized the truth in a giant shock.

This woman was not scolding her because she was looking for a reason to spank or punish her, but because she was actually disgusted! She was not sexually interested in what was going on! That... was... "please..." Emilie just whimpered as for the first time in forever a shiver of hope flared up inside of her. The X-Men had powerful people and gadgets. Maybe they were immune to the weird effects she had on everyone. Maybe they could safe her from this hell?

"Please what?" Emma asked, but with a tone a tiny bit softer, as she noticed the girl crying. "Got remorse now that you were caught? Hun, a bit late for that! Humiliating a man by making him eat his own spunk... I gotta say you are creative but that is not acceptable in the slightest." She kept berating her, but to Emilie those words sounded like promises of hope and a bright future. The fact that it was her who would have had to eat her fathers spunk - as she put it - was irrelevant and she wouldn't bother mentioning it. Her parents could just counter claim. But somehow Emilie had to show the X-Women that she was the victim here. Somehow...

At this moment she felt her powers activate themselves and lunge out at someone. She could not tell who or what was affected, but she feared for the worst.