X-Men: Blue Flu

Morning broke on the Xavier estate, its students just getting woken up for the morning classes and the staff preparing to teach them. The kitchen was busy with Emma brewing a pot of vanilla coffee while Logan read from the newspaper in his hands, the plum of cigar smoke trailing up as Kitty and Scott walked in, a muffin in Shadowcat's mouth and almost dropping her report papers for her class.

"Mmuuuuugh..." Staggering in with pink eyes and a runny nose Hank sneezed into his arm before sniffling out a cough. Still in his pink striped pajamas Beast looked sick as a blue furred human could look like, coughing and staggering his way inside. "Could I get some of that coffee Emma?"

"Jeez Hank you look like crap, pick up a bug or something?" Asked Wolverine dashing a bit of his cigar off the table. Beast just shrugged his shoulders as he sipped at his hot drink and blinked slowly. "Just a bit of a cold 'cough' nothing that won't go away in a few days."

"Well guess you should cancel your classes and hit the pillows until it’s gone, I can fill in for you while you're getting better." Smiling at Kitty's offer the blue furred mutant was about to protest until he coughed and hacked like he was losing a lung, with Emma giving him a light pat on the back to get his breathing back. "Maybe... Maybe I will go back to bed... Goodnight everybody."

Finishing his drink Hank wobbled out of the kitchen and headed back to his room, sneezing along the way as the rest of the X-Men heard him and winced. "Poor guy."

*

30 minutes later…

"OK class get to your seats let's start off on chapter 11 shall we? I'll be filling in for Dr. Hank McCoy today, he's feeling sick."

Making it to Hank's class in time, Kitty smiled as the students sat and became quite, listening in on their substitute teacher she started up Math class. "Now everyone since we're on... Multiplication tables, who can tell me what 12 x 9 is?" Asking her first question Kitty felt a sneeze coming, wiping her hand at her nose to stem it and waited for an answer.

"108?"

"Yes correct 'sniff' but here's a trickier one, who can tell me what... ACHOO!" Shadowcat made a window rattling sneeze, the class went dead quiet when their teacher's skin turned blue. "Excuse me…Who can tell me what 12 x 6 x 3 is?" Looking to each other in uneasiness one student raised his hand slowly to answer.

"Blue? I mean... 216?"

"That's correct 'sniff', now turn to the next page and go over the 10 questions there 'sniff' we'll go over the answers in... ACHOO!" Looking at each other in confusion the class watched on as Kitty Pride suddenly became covered in blue fur, her nose looking black like a cat's, rubbing her face with her sleeve. "Heh... Maybe I caught what Dr. McCoy got, hey class?"

The students shifted a foot away from the front after hearing that. "Uhm... Miss Pride?"

"Yes Hisako? What is it?" Sneezing again, Kitty's ears flickered as they grew to angled points like a cat's over her head. "Might I be excused from class?" Seeing Shadowcat sneeze again, the class watched on nervously as the woman sprouted a blue tail out of her skirt, and some extra muscle on her arms and legs. "Hopefully all day? I'm a bit of a hypochondriac and... I just don't want to get sick like you are." Crossing her arms with a raised blue eyebrow Kitty looked to the students and sniffed back another sneeze, feeling strangely itchy all over. "Well do the rest of you feel the same way? Do you ALL want to leave?"

Everyone in class nodded their heads rapidly, eyeing the door and back at their teacher. "Well too bad, we're strapped for teachers already and you need to know your maths if you want to pass... ACHOO!!!!" Hearing a rip, the students worried as their teacher grew an extra foot in height, now looking like some big blue muscular cat girl, she wiped her nose again. "Now let's get back to..."

As soon as Kitty raised her arm to write on the chalk board she gawked at the blue clawed hand holding the piece of chalk. Looking down at herself she was now covered in blue fur, a blue tail flicking behind her and a barely fitting business suit that had blue fur poking out of the torn seams from her growth. Looking to the students, they stared at her nervously. She giggled a bit before stating. "You know what? Yeah... Class dismissed."

Running out the door in a mad panic, the only one left in the room was Kitty tugging her dress down to keep her dignity as she felt another sneeze coming.

*

Walking down the dormitory of the mansion, Ororoe knocked on Hank's door before letting herself in, pursing her lips, she winced as she heard the poor man sneeze and sniffle, walking in with a tray of soup in her hands. "Hello Hank, poor dear, I made some chicken soup from the kitchen to help you out."

Blowing his nose on a tissue and dumping the offending paper wipe into a pile in the nearby trash bin, Beast snorted back a sneeze before lifting himself up off the bed. "Thanks Storm, always apprecia- apprecia- ACHOO! Thanks..." Blinking his heavy eye lids Hank delicately raised the spoon to start eating as Storm sat on the edge of his bed. "By the way, how is Kitty doing in my class?"

"I haven't checked up on her yet Hank, but I could go see how she's doing."

Sitting himself back into his bed with Storm fluffing his pillow Beast continued to sip from his soup with Storm leaving to give him his sleep. As soon as she closed the door she brought her hand over her mouth to stifle a sneeze of her own, shaking her head it came so suddenly. "My goodness, I hope I didn't catch the same thing.

Walking back down the hall towards her own classes she didn't notice her snow-white hair turning an unusual shade of sky blue.

*

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!" Chanted Kitty while running down the class hallway past dozens of shocked students towards the teacher's lounge, one hand holding her skirt down now that it had been torn open by her new thicker legs, the other hand holding her top closed as all the buttons had burst off her last sneeze. Reaching the door to the lounge she slammed the door behind her and locked it. Breathing hard and in a mad panic, Shadowcat looked up to find Wolverine, Night Crawler and Gambit staring back at her with their mouths ajar.

"Kitty... You’re blue."

"NO SHIT EINSTIEN!"

"What happen fraulein?

Still struggling to keep her cloths from falling off her, the blue Amazonian cat woman held back a sneeze as she explained herself. "I just started Hank's class when I just started sneezing, and...’Sniff'... I turned into THIS."

Looking up she gasped before pointing a clawed finger at Night Crawler. "Oh my god Kurt, you got it too."

“What?”

"Your blue and furry, did you get sick too?"

"Nein Kitty... I've always been blue."

Blinking back with embarrassment, the cat woman chuckled and lowered her arm. "Oh yeah..." With her guard down, she unwittingly gave the trio a full view of her new blue cleavage, once flat chested, Kitty now seemed to sport a healthy pair of Double D's that demanded attention, and with her free hand not holding her blouse back together they were getting all the attention they wanted.

Pulling the cigar out of his slack jawed mouth Logan leaned forward as he pointed towards the worrying blue furred woman. "Hey Kitty, first off close the gate on that melon cart you got going on, second haul your blue ass to the infirmary and lock yourself there, I'm gonna check on Hank and see if this is because of him... Maybe."

"But what if you get sick... 'Sniff'... Like me Wolverine?"

Raising his arms out with a smirk Logan answered. "Come on Kitty, it’s me you’re talking about!"

*

"ACHOO!"

Sneezing into the back of her hand, Ororoe winced and sniffled, walking down the hall her hair becoming a darker shade of blue just as she came up to Hank's math class. Looking inside, the door was wide open and the desks empty, with Kitty Pride nowhere to be seen. "Hmm, she must have ended the class early." Sniffling again, Storm walked to her own class, opening the door she waved and greeted her students. "OK everyone time for a pop quiz on our physics lesson from last week, now who can tell me about the effects of hot and cold on everyday objects?"

The class stared on in dead silence, they could not look away from Storm's ocean blue hair, some even blinking rapidly to make sure they weren't seeing things. With her hands at her hips, Ororoe made a face as she passed around their papers. "What's the matter with you all? Is there something wrong with my... ACHOO! Face?" The students looked to each other in worry as their teacher's skin turned dark blue.

"Uhm blue- I MEAN... No Miss Monroe." Answered one of the students, the others watching on and shaking their heads.

"Well then let's start again, who can describe thermal expansion to me?"

A student at the middle of the class raised his hand and stood to answer just as Storm fell into another series of sneezes. "Thermal expansion is-" "Achoo! (Rip)" "-When heat causes the molecules of matter-" "Achoo! (Groan)" "To become more agitated-" "ACHOO! (Snap)" "-And... Uh... Take up more space, causing-" "ACHOO!!! (RIP)" "Expansion."

"Very good, you may sit... 'Sniff'... Phew is a window open? It's so drafty in here." Shuffling her dress Storm was oblivious to her now 7 foot height and blue fur, her skirt torn open at the side as her hips and thighs had expanded with muscle and her top was straining to hold the pair of blue furry melons that threatened to burst free. Her ears had grown into points and now flicked and angled higher over her head through her mane of blue hair.

"Well now who can explain thermal contraction? Anyone?"

Looking at Storm with a combination of arousal and confusion the class looked to each other before someone was brave enough to raise their hand. "Uhm... Thermal contraction is when colder temperatures make matter pull in on itself, contracting and shrinking the colder it... Achoo! Gets."

Blinking back in surprise Storm watched on as the boy suddenly turned blue right in front of her eyes. "My goodness Billy, you've turned-" Pointing out her hand she finally caught sight of her arm, now firm with muscle and covered in blue fur like some kind of toy animal. Then another student sneezed, her hair changing from blonde to blue as the rest of the class freaked out putting two and two together. "OH MY GOD, IT’S A SICKNESS?! EVERYBODY PANIC!!!"

Screaming they ran out of the class with Ororoe standing at the head of the room looking down at the remains of her cloths, she grabbed her jacket and hugged it to herself as best she could, even though she now looked like she was wearing nothing but a bikini top and loin cloth. "I've got to find the others, and maybe a better fitting top.” Peering out the class door she tried sneaking out as best she could while students stood and gawked at the now statuesque blue furred weather goddess.

Bumping into a student as she turned a corner she accidently sneezed on the poor girl. "ACHOO! Sorry, so sorry." Grimacing the girl suddenly turned blue in front of her, Storm ran as best she could, if she were lucky she could make it to the infirmary without sneezing on another person.

*

Logan was only allowed to teach some classes. No one thought that he was stupid, rumor was that he did Angel’s taxes and managed to find enough deductions that the IRS owed the billionaire a healthy return. Still he was only allowed to teach SOME classes. Right now he was watching over the students on the climbing wall for the Gym class.

“Climb up Gordon or get down,” Logan shouted.

“I have to sneeze,” The boys shouted back from half-way up the climbing wall.

Logan pinching the bridge of his nose and started muttering under his breath before answering. “So, sneeze and get moving!”

“A---CHOO!” The boy’s sneeze launched him off the wall.

It took both students on the belay line to hold on and keep him from dropping to the gym floor like a stone. When the students saw him turn blue… They did drop him. Only Logan’s quick dive catch kept the kid from slamming into the ground.

“Attention,” The professor announced over the intercom, “Anyone who is not experiencing any illnesses is to go to your room right now! If you are feeling sick please report to the infirmary right away. Should you start to feel sick please report to the infirmary right away!”

~Logan.~ The professor added psychically. ~Please help Hope in the infirmary. ~

*

30 MORE minutes later…

Logan made his way through the school and was constantly astonished by the mayhem this illness was spreading. In front of him the giant form of Colossus walked into the hallway, the fog horn like blowing of his nose alerting all to his presence before he rounded the corner. “Sorry,” Colossus breathed, his accent thicker than normal from the stuffy nose, “I am feeling sick.”

Logan watched the Steel shell shimmer blue, stopping for a second and letting the giant go on and let him pass before he let off another window warping blow of his nose. There was a blood curdling scream from a room nearby and Logan went in to see what was happening.

“THE PLAGUE!” Gambit shrieked like a school girl, “THE PLAGUE TOOK MON SHERIE!”

Letting the freaked-out thief pass him by, Wolverine looked into the room Remy ran out of. There curled up around the toilet was a humanoid blue furred skunk girl, wearing a ruined green body suit burst to ribbons with only a denim jacket tight as latex over her shoulders and holding onto dear life. She turned and looked at Logan with pink heavy eyelids wiping her blue lips.

“Wolvie, I don’t feel so… BLUGHHHH!” Rogue was cut off when she was to make a tribute to the porcelain goddess and lose even more of her breakfast. Shaking his head, Logan let out a long sigh and picked up the Southern Belle of a skunk girl even as she coughed and hacked over his shoulder and grimaced, hearing her wipe her snivelling nose with his sleeve.

*

“Logan!” Hope Summers shouted as Logan brought Rogue in, “Thank god you are here!”

Logan looked at the future girl decked out in about five layers of HAZMAT suits. “If you were hoping to absorb my healing powers I doubt that it will make it through all that.” Logan said putting Rogue on a gurney.

“I need you to grab a tranquilizer gun!” Hope pointed outside. “Were-wolf girl has gone insane!” Logan looked out a window and sure enough there was the spectacle. Wolfsbane had turned blue and had started chasing her own tail. Snorting and sneezing and losing control of herself to her feral side.

“Logan, I think we are going to need Elizabethan collars for everyone.”

“What?” Logan shot back.

“The satellite dish cones that you put on a dog when it’s sick, so far the few students we have here have been… Well… Chewing at their fur, could you imagine if they were left to keep going? We’d have even more troubles to deal with, and I only have so many Band-Aids.”

Logan frowned as he imagined the school photo, all the students like a bunch of blue cat people with dishes around their necks like they’ve been given their rabies shots! Shaking his head Wolverine looked at one student gnawing on his own tail, too far distracted to realize how stupid he looked. “Stop that!”

*

Stepping into the infirmary with a tissue at his black nose, Beast looked on with blood shot eyes as Hope ran from one bed to the next, offering hot drinks and soup to (his astonishment) blue furry versions of the students and teachers. At least twenty of them sat and took up space in the large room, their transformation having made them even bigger than they once were. Storm sat by herself with a towel around her blue shoulders, her cloths had pretty much given up the ghost and gave way to blue furry muscles and a bushy tail. Rogue laid on one bed with a bucket nearby, she only looked at Hank for a split second before her eyes went wide and she dropped down to puke her guts out again. Colossus looked like a bear! A giant blue bear hunched over and sitting by the corner, with Kitty sitting on his lap offering the giant a bowl of chicken soup to help his sinuses. Still caught up in shock he didn’t even register Logan sneaking passed him to leave.

"Jeez it's about time you got here, close the door behind you, CLOSE IT!" Demanded Hope, sighing in relief as Hank set the locks on. "You would not BELIEVE the day I'm having, first off it’s putting a Band-Aid on one of our students for scraping his knee, the next it's THIS epidemic, and I signed up to be the nurse to fix boo boos not cure lycanthropy!"

Still looking around in shock Beast, finally came to the only reasonable conclusion he could come to. "Is this another attack by Mr. Sinister?" The angry glares from the patients in the room made Hank cough in his hand before trying again. "Then maybe... The common flu somehow... Bonded with my hormonal extract that made me progress... Into my beast-like state? Becoming a Blue Flu of sorts?"

The group of furry mutants looked to each other in a silent debate for some time before looking back at the scientist with a collective shrug. "Yeah sure, we can buy that."

"Well then... 'Achoo'... I think I can fix it, Hope prep these patients for blood tests... And please get me another tissue box." Sniffing back another sneeze Beast hobbled over to the lab table and went to work, looking around the infirmary Hank had to wonder. "Hmm, where's Logan going?"

*

Outside the mansion grounds…

"OK girl, easy now, no one's gonna hurt you..." Carefully waving his arms down, Wolverine stood before a snarling Wolfsbane, now a big blue furred werewolf with her haunches raised and teeth bared. "If you come with me we can get you all fixed up."

Her response was lunging at the old mutant and snapping at his leg. "HEY!" Before he could react, Wolfsbane flung him around by the sleeve of his pant leg, swinging him around like a club as he was struck head and back first into the ground, several times.

"OWE! (Crack) DAMMIT! (Snap) PUT ME (thump) DOWN YOU (Bonk) CRAZY (crack) BITCH! Wha-" Let go at the last moment Logan tumbled and landed in the rose garden, spitting out a mouthful of leaves and thorns as Wolfsbane barked angrily at the man she just walloped. "OK... I didn't want to do this, but you leave me !" Reaching into his back pocket Logan pulled out a stick of beef jerky, as soon as he undid the wrapper the vicious blue wolf stopped dead in her tracks, her ears perked up and looking intently at the dried salty stick of meat in the man's hand. "I was saving this but looks like all my chips are on the table, you wanna be a good girl and come with me?"

Showing the first sign of intelligence since this fiasco began, she nodded with a whine, her head following the waving treat in front of her every time Logan wiggled it between his fingers. "Good girl... Here you go." Tossing the jerky into the air wolfsbane caught it in her mouth and started rolling in the grass, a smile on her muzzle as she took on her hybrid form, still blue and furry she chewed on the beef jerky with glee while Wolverine picked her up and started limping back into the mansion. "There... That wasn't so bad now was it?"

*

"This is horrible!!!" Cried the White Queen, her psychic illusion fallen, she stood before a stunned Cyclops who was at a loss for words. "Well... Come on Emma, it's not that bad, really."

"Not that bad?! I look like someone put a corset on the god damn cookie monster!!!"

Wincing and scratching the back of his head, Scott tried delicately to come up with a way to mitigate that little assessment. No longer the white-haired beauty he remembered, Emma was now a foot taller and muscular enough to make him look flimsy, her pants had exploded off her expanded legs and hips leaving her just in her thong, and her new H cup breasts threatened to snap every lace on her white corset to get breathing room. In addition to the claws on her bare hands and feet, a blue bushy tail was flicking behind her like a jungle cat, along with triangle shaped cat ears drooping back as she cried in her blue hands.

"Well look at the-"

"I'm psychic Scott, NO there is no bright side to this and NO! I am not changing my name to 'Blue' Queen... Jackass."

Shrugging at his half-assed attempt to help her, Scott started making a funny face as he suddenly sneezed, nearly losing his visor from the recoil. "Ugh... 'Sniff' excuse me." Looking up he stared at a gasping Emma as she pointed a clawed finger at him. "What?"

"Blue hair, you have blue hair... And it looks hawt."

*

Wheeling himself into the infirmary and wearing a hazmat suit in advance, Professor Xavier's motorized wheel chair led him past all the beds filled with coughing, sneezing (and in some cases puking) giant blue furry beast people down to the lab table where Beast was hard at work trying to fix all this. "Ah just the man I wanted to see..."

"Hello professor 'sniff' seems I've been the cause of quite a problem, haven't I?"

"Oh, I wouldn't say that Dr. McCoy, I raised the energy barrier around the mansion about an hour ago, nothing is getting in or out." The entire room went quite as they all stared at the calm smiling old man in the chair. "By the way, Hope dear? Could you pass me that newspaper?"

As soon as the young red head handed over the bundle of papers Xavier rolled it up and started smacking Hank square across the forehead repeatedly. "BAD BEAST, BAD! I gave you tenure on this campus to teach and send money our way, NOT CAUSE A LEVEL FOUR BIOHAZARD!!! We've already got the government, the press, sentinels and whack jobs protesting at my front gates, I don't want to give them a LEGITIMATE reason to hate us." Breathing heavily and tossing the paper aside Xavier turned around and began to leave. "Get this mess fixed and maybe I WON'T brainwash you into thinking you're a house cat, because so far you've made half the campus into one."

Shaking his head and rubbing the bruises left behind, Hank sneezed again with Hope offering him a tissue mere seconds later. "Yes Professor 'sniff' will do."

"Good! If I'm needed I will be in the study waiting for all this to blow over, and no last word remarks… I'm psychic… I can screw with your mind."

Wheeling himself out the door and out of sight, the rest of the beastly X-men looked to Hank and back at the door. Coughing and sneezing all the while. "For a guy who can't walk he can be a real hard-ass." Shaking his head Hank looked down in confusion at his right hand just as it raised up, gave him the finger and slapped him hard across the face.

"He's psychic Beast... Remember?"

*

"You know Scott, blue hair kind of looks good on you." Giggled Emma, stifling a cough and admiring the dark blue hair Cyclops now sported. Her own troubles and changes practically forgotten as the tall beast woman fawned over Scott.

"Come on Emma, we've got to get you to the infirmary, we... Ah... Ahh...ACHOO!" The sneeze triggered a huge change with Scott growing a foot taller, matching the White Queen in height, his cloths practically bursting off his now more muscular frame, showing off a blue furry chest and abs while his feet exploded out his shoes into sharp blue claws, along with his hands. Another sneeze made the man's teeth go sharp, his ears and nose taking on a lupine shape. Emma practically cooed as she felt up the solid muscles, wheezing and giggling like a school girl. "Oh, poor Scott, you should come to bed with me, a good night's sleep will help with that cold of yours.

"Achoo!" Another rip and Emma's gaze went down to Scott's pants, her eyes going wide as she bit her lip, her breathing hitched in her throat. "Let me stay close, to keep you warm love, this is for the best, the VERY best."

*

"Well, I think I may have the solution." Coughed Dr. McCoy holding a vial in his clawed hands by the table, by now more than half the school were now large blue beasts and they were all staring at the vial like it was their salvation. "This should kill off the cold, who wants to be the first to try it."

A legion of clawed hands shot up in the air, the beasts whimpering as they each hoped to get cured first. "Me, me, me, please pretty please me!" Chimed Shadowcat bouncing on Colossus's lap like a kid, her tail wagging behind her as Hank finally pointed in her direction.

"OK then, here's a spoonful." Letting Kitty sip from the elixir she made a face at the bitter taste, the rest of the X-Men waiting and watching. "Well? Feel any better?" The entire infirmary stared at Kitty Pryde then… Nothing happened. Everyone gasped when she sneezed again. “Well, you’re all …” Logan started but was kicked in the shin by Night Crawler. After a minute, Hope drew a blood sample for Beast, after he looked at it under the micro-scope he rubbed his eyes. “It WORKED!” Beast exclaimed before coughing up a lung.

“But she’s still…” Rogue started before starting to vomit again.

“Of course, the cure… Ah-coo,” Beast blew his nose, “The Cure denatured the mutagenic proteins, she will not mutate any further. (Cough) But the cold has to run its course and her body should start regressing along a natural healing process.”

“So?” Hope asked.

“I give her about a week,” Logan shrugged, “That’s how long it took for her to clear up the rash from the Hive incident.” The older X-men all looked away and groaned at that memory, Hope and the new students all had a puzzled look on their faces.

"It seems that everyone will have to get the blue kitten pox before we get this all sorted out.” Hope sighed, “Then spend a week as a kitty cat before they are all better.” In the back they all heard Rogue wrenching into her bucket.

"Damn it, how does she still have anything to throw up? “ Logan snapped.

“Hey, can anyone tell me why my roommates are blue cat girls?” Laura Kinney shouted as she entered the room with one in a headlock under each arm.

*

An hour later in the library…

Reading the report in his hands while still wearing the hazmat suit over his wheelchair, Charles Xavier looked back at Hank McCoy and Hope Summers and back at the report with a frown. "So from what you’re telling me... You found a cure for the flu, but the rest of the campus has pretty much become blue animal people."

Hank and Hope stood nervously in the campus study where they finally met with the Professor to give the news, Hank had taken the serum himself and was feeling much better, but he eyed the wheel chair bound psychic with trepidation and the newspaper on the coffee table nearby even more so. Putting the report down, Xavier looked to the two and applauded, slowly and mockingly. "Congratulations Dr. McCoy you found a cure to a generic NON-fatal disease and managed to turn my school into a zoo." Turning around in his chair, Xavier wheeled himself to the window to look outside. There he found some of the students getting fresh air after leaving the infirmary, some talking, others playing, some disappearing into the bushes while no one was looking...

"Hank... What did I ask you to do not 4 hours ago?"

"To fix this mess?"

"YES! So, tell me why I must consider changing my property from a school to a petting zoo?"

"In all honesty Professor I've been trying to cure myself of my blue disposition for years, I kind of grew to accept it after a while."

Stepping in to add her two cents Hope (still in her hazmat suit from earlier) moved between the two. "The good news is it won't get any worse Professor, within a few days the flu would have run its course and we wouldn't be blamed for unleashing a terrible plague on the state of New York." Beaming a smile and nudging Hank's arm to join her, Xavier turned around to face them and grimaced at the fanged bear-trap smile Beast gave.

"All right... So be it, but Dr. McCoy I will hold you personally responsible for anything my students do while under the influence of your 'sick day'." Laying his hand on the rolled newspaper by the coffee table Beast eyed the terrifying thing as Professor X continued. "So help me if I find a hair ball in my sock drawer, you will know."

*

"Bleh..."

Led back to her room by a dotting Gambit, Rogue rubbed her sore stomach as the two wandered the halls. Gambit too had fallen to the flu and was now a big furry version of himself, his cloths still mostly fit but his hands and feet burst out of his gloves and shoes after the last sneezing fit, his pants had been reduced to surfing shorts and his shirt was long gone, having given way to a broad blue chest and abs. Rogue herself; the big blue skunk woman, had a white streak in her long waving hair had survived the color change and extended down her back and along her long fluffy tail. Like the others she grew big, big enough that the only thing keeping her decency was a bra and panties that looked ready to snap, the woman was to wrap a towel around herself, still trying to sooth her angry stomach.

"Here we are mon Cherie." Opening her bedroom door for her, Gambit was lightly shoved out of the way just as Rogue collapsed face first into her bed and moaned into her pillow. "Ah can't puke anymore Remy, must mean ah'm getting better." Sitting on the edge of the bed, Gambit helped tuck her in and watched her blink slowly into sleep.

"Bonne nuit Rogue, try not to dream of chasing mice no?"

Smirking at his little quip Rogue sat up and lightly punched his shoulder, then suddenly stopped in surprise. "What?" Sitting closer she started feeling up his shoulder with her bare hands, a smile growing on her black lips as she fell into laughter. "Ah can touch you, Ah can TOUCH you!" Letting her hands roam over his chest, stomach and face, Rogue's smile grew into a predatory gleam, she caught Gambit off guard by rolling him onto his back with her, keeping him under her body, her arms and much larger breasts pinning him on the spot.

"Ah can touch you... Mwar!"

*

Kitty Pride was back in her own quarters huffing in disappointment as she looked over her wardrobe, only to find none of her stuff fit her anymore. "This sucks, first I get sick, and then I turn into a blue... Cat woman and now my favorite shirts don't fit." Frowning she went between one blouse after another and tossed the cloths over her bed posing in front of her mirror, having to take a few steps back just to see herself fully.

Getting a full view at herself Shadowcat stood in only her panties (which were stretched into being a thong) and a bra that was barely keeping her new enlarged breasts in check. Blowing a strand of blue hair out of her eyes, she posed and flexed, put off by her flicking tail and ears.

"Geez Beast, this is what happens when you get the flu? Thank God you didn't get diarrhea!"

Slowly her frown faded, slowly starting to admire her new curves and figure. Before she thought of herself as flat chested and maybe a bit frumpy. Now after gaining a foot in height, the physique of a fitness model and gained a pair of hams under her top, she started to purr, undoing her hair and striking a sultry pose. "You know, maybe this isn't so bad, the fur's a bit of a turn off but who can say no to these girls now?" Grabbing either breast and shaking them like jello, she giggled and thought about what to wear, then a naughty idea came to mind.

"Hey, everyone else is in the same boat I am! So why should I scrounge for cloths that don't fit when I can finally flaunt this tail." Making her decision, she stepped out of her room in only her tight-fitting underwear and sauntered down the hallway. "Who knows, maybe Colossus will like the new me, or Night Crawler, maybe even Wolvie too, ‘giggle’… I wonder if he likes the colour blue."