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Solo Shots	By : DrunkenScotsman Category: X-men Comics > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 5554 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own the X-Men, nor do I own the rights to either X-Men: Legends or X-Men Legends 2: The Rise of Apocalypse. I'm affiliated with neither Marvel nor Activision. I make no money writing this entry.

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Chapter 2: Eruption
- Warnings: SoloF, POV, Minor (type 2 - teenager)
Dear Diary:
Have I got news for you today!
It all started when I went down to the pool today in that skimpy pink bikini I just got. You remember, the one Jubilee helped me pick out? At first I was kinda nervous about wearing it, since it’s basically just three triangles held together by string. I felt so, soooo naked! Not to mention mad at Jubes for talking me into buying the thing.
I’d hoped that no one would be using the pool today. I wanted to work on my tan (I’m so pale!) in peace, with nobody to see me pretty much falling out of the top. It fit when I bought it! My boobs have had some kinda growth spurt, I guess, since coming to the Mansion. None of my B-cup bras fit right anymore.
Anyway, I get down there, and who do I see climbing out? Bobby Drake, the Iceman, the hottest guy at the Mansion! (Funny how that works, huh?)
Okay, second hottest, but Jean already warned me that Cyclops was off-limits. A girl can dream, though. Except Jean might ‘hear’ me and melt my brain. But that’s okay, because I can still drool over Bobby. Yum.
And today, he was extra yum. Wet hair, water dripping down his oh-so-fine body, all the muscles (but not too many). My stomach flip-flopped, and I was blushing furiously. When Bobby saw me wearing next to nothing, I just knew he would think, “what a skank,” and never talk to me again.
Imagine my surprise when he walked over and started flirting! I mean, he always flirts with me, but today he was checking me out (and trying to be sneaky about it) and telling me how good I looked and how he was glad I came to the Mansion and the pool today. He even asked me to get in with him! I refused, of course. No way was I gonna run the risk of my bathing suit floating away. I bet he woulda liked that though.
No, I don’t think he was trying to make that happen. Maybe hoping, deep down, to see my boobs, but not trying. He’s not really a sleazeball like that.
By this point, my bikini bottoms had a wet spot on them, which was uncomfortable. I mean, you know I’ve gotten turned on before, but never that much, and never in front of a boy I like. Then I noticed this huge lump in the front of his trunks! Bobby was just as turned on by me as I was by him!
I managed to stammer something about sunbathing. He offered to help me put on sunscreen, and I responded, “only if you don’t try anything.” So Bobby took care of my shoulders and back while I did my stomach and boobs. He really behaved himself, which earned him major points. On the other hand, Bobby touching me like that made me even more turned on anyway.
I told him I’d get the rest, and he said he was about to jump into the pool, but I felt something lumpy and hard brush against my butt. You can’t blame me for thinking he was perving, can you? So I turned around and pushed him away, enough for him to fall in the water as it turned out.
When he climbed back out, he asked why I did that. I was gonna apologize, but I noticed that his trunks had come off. He was totally naked, and I couldn’t make myself look away.
Oh my God, his thing looked weird (in a hot way), but not all the way, y’know, hard. Seeing it start to stiffen again made me all warm on the inside, like there was about to be an explosion in there. That thing looked really big too, all round and thick with a big purple head. Yes, the head was purple!
Finally I shut my eyes so he could get his shorts back on. We were both so embarrassed. Once he had himself back together, he just said, “bye, Alison,” and left. I can’t blame him, really. I woulda done the same thing!
After he left, I tried to forget about it and work on my tan, but I just couldn’t stop seeing naked Bobby in my head. My bikini bottoms got so damp they felt weird, so I had to take them off. Well, not all the way off, just down around my knees so it wouldn’t feel so weird down there. Hey, I checked to make sure no one else was nearby first! Do you really think I’d expose myself like that with people around?
So there I am, half-naked under the clear blue sky. The wetness had gotten all over the insides of my thighs, which I tried to wipe off with my hand. At first, that seemed to work okay, until I started wiping off my privates, which felt funny, but in a good way. They just seemed to get even wetter the more I tried to wipe them off.
It wasn’t until my finger slipped into the slit and encountered this little nub that I realized I was masturbating. I’d heard of it, sure, but you know how I chickened out before actually trying it on a few prior attempts, even after I’d already been touching the area while shaving (another Jubilee recommendation, but one that actually works). Boy, was I missing out until today!
The slight touch made my legs jerk a little, and I had to bite my lip to stay quiet because it felt sooooooo good, especially when I started really focusing on the nub. (I looked it up online just now – it’s called a “clitoris”.   Apparently it’s got more nerve endings than any other spot of the same size, on guys or girls.) The good feelings seemed to concentrate in the pit of my stomach, feeling all twisty, like a knot or a pretzel. Sorta.
Before long, I was shaking from head to toe. Everything felt like it was on fire. My skin felt like it was about to melt off me. I know all this sounds weird, but it totally was at the time.
I’m not really sure how to describe what happened next. The best I can do is say that (I dunno) some kinda pressure-release valve triggered inside me. The feeling was absolutely amazing, like maybe Mount Vesuvius and Mount St. Helens and Hawaii all rolled into one. Luckily, I didn’t turn the X-Mansion into any of those.
When that moment faded and I could look around again, I noticed that I’d made myself into some sort of lava-person. No idea how I’m gonna explain this ‘discovery’ or how to make it happen on command. I’m sure I’ll figure something out.
Until I do, I guess I should avoid masturbating. I mean, I had to run inside while still fiery to try to save my bikini from catching fire. (It didn’t, but it’s still ruined.) I don’t want to accidentally cause problems with these dumb powers.
Despite the near-disasters, I’d say I had a pleasant day. Hopefully tomorrow will be a teensy bit less eventful, though.

PS     Y’know how I’ve been having trouble coming up with a good codename? After today’s events, the light bulb clicked on.
               Magma (Alison Crestmere)
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