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A Little Rogue Goes a Long Way	By : jackrabbit Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 15774 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 4 --- I’ll Show You Mine If You’ll Show Me Yours

Jean was sitting up in bed reading. Occasionally she glanced at the clock, wondering when Kitty was going to show up. Finally there was a knock on the door. As Jean opened it, she said, “About time you got here. I was--- Oh! Hi, Amara. Come on in, you two.”
The three of them sat on the bed. Jean smiled. “Uh, what can I do for you?”
“Same as before,” Kitty said. “I’m going to fuck you with my dick.”
Jean’s jaw dropped. “I thought you didn’t want anyone to know about that. I mean, I knew you guys were close, but...”
“And then,” Amara interrupted, “I’m going to fuck you with my dick.”
“What? You have one too?”
“We’ve been, like, comparing notes,” Kitty said, “and it seems like we’re both in the same boat.”
“Yeah, we both have the same problem. Sometimes we can’t make them go away.”
Jean looked at Amara with wide eyes. “That was what happened at the mall? When we thought you were sick?” At the other girl’s nod, she said, “I guess I need to run all the tests on you, too. Even if everything comes out the same, that would tell the Professor something. Yet there could be significant differences too, and that would be useful to know as well. But we can do that tomorrow.” She grinned. “Looks like I’m going to get even less sleep than I thought.”
“Ever since I found out about Kitty,” Amara said, “I’ve been wondering if it’s been happening to any of the other girls. I mean, if they think they’re the only ones, like we did, they aren’t gonna broadcast it.”
“That just occurred to me too,” Jean said, “but there’s no way to know unless they come forward and ask for help, like Kitty did. Or have an accident, like you almost did. I mean, I can’t just go up to Rogue, for instance, and say, ‘Hey, do you have your dick yet? I’m still waiting for mine.’ She would think I was insane.” Jean looked thoughtful. “I will check with Storm, though, to see if she’s heard about any weirdness. Some girls might have gone to her instead of me, though I think the Professor would have told me.”
“On the other hand,” Kitty said, “maybe you should call a girls-only meeting and just tell everyone what is going on. I mean, like, just say what is happening, not who it is happening to. We don’t know what is causing it. It might be spreading like a virus or something, and knowing about it could prevent all the girls from getting it.”
Jean was thoughtful. “Good point. Hmmmm. Maybe I shouldn’t have sex with you like I planned, or I might get it too.”
Amara looked at her soberly. “Well, we would totally understand that. Right, Kitty? We can just do each other until the Professor figures it out.”
“Ah, fuck it,” Jean said. “I played with Kitty earlier, so if it’s contagious, I’m already infected. It sounds like a fun disease to have, or at least will be once we have the control issue straightened out. Just because you can have a dick, it doesn’t mean you have to. You can still enjoy sex as a girl too.” She held out her arms. “C’mere, you two.”
“Wait!” Amara said. “Can we go to my room instead? I need to be near my containment chamber or I don’t dare to cum. I wouldn’t want to hurt you guys, or burn up your room.”
“You’re still having that problem where you sometimes activate your power when you cum? I thought the Professor was working on that.”
“He is, and it’s getting better. I’m having the flareups a little less now, but there’s still a big risk of turning you two into crispy critters if you’re too close when I cum.” She shook her head sadly. “Man, is there anybody less in control of herself than me? First the orgasm thing, and now I can’t control whether I have a dick or not.”
“But you can cum with Peter,” Jean said. “We’ve seen you do it.”
“Yeah, it’s not hopeless, I can let myself go with Peter or Rogue.”
“Rogue?”
“Yeah, she just absorbs my power and flames with me.”
“Wow,” Kitty said. “I’d like to see that. Watching you with Peter was cool enough. Or hot enough, I should say.”
Amara’s room was only a couple of doors down, so the girls were soon lying on her bed instead.
“So, uh, how do we work this?” Kitty asked. “Do you want to do anything with us as girls first? Once the dongs get hard we won’t be able to change back until after we shoot.”
“I’ve done girl-on-girl a bunch of times, with both of you. Let’s do something different. That’s the whole point.”
“Okay,” Amara said, “dongs it is then, but we’ll have to take turns with you, instead of doing each other at the same time. I don’t want Kitty to fuck me in the ass. At least not yet. I haven’t taken anything that big before.”
“So you two have already checked each other out?”
“We haven’t really done anything yet. It was just a ‘I’ll show you mine if you’ll show me yours’ kind of thing.”
“We can still play as a threesome,” Jean said. “I can take you at opposite ends, and we can do a double penetration later. I think I can take Kitty in the ass, but of course if you’re smaller you get to go there.”
Amara grinned. “No such luck. They’re about the same size.”
“Jesus! Why do the smallest girls have the biggest dicks? It’s a fucking conspiracy. If I get a little one I’m gonna be pissed off.” She grinned. “Well, whip ’em out.”
“Gimme a minute to take off the jeans and panties,” Kitty said. “Don’t want to strangle it.”
“I’m good,” Amara said. “I changed to a skirt for just that reason. And I already took off the panties.”
Jean reached over and lifted the skirt. “I wanna see the changeover. I’ve already seen Kitty do it.”
Kitty and Amara performed the genital morph. “It’s exactly the same,” Jean observed. “I still think Mystique is involved in this somehow. You two jerk each other off.”
The two smaller girls sat side by side and started handling each other’s dicks. In the meantime, Jean got on her knees, pushed their heads closer together, and pressed her tits into their faces. She ran her hands up and down both bodies.
With her spare hand, Kitty reached up and phased her hand though Jean’s top, hooked her finger around the bra strap and pulled the bra through the outer garment, tossing it on the floor.
Jean laughed. “I love it when you do that.” She pushed the tits into their faces again, and without the bra it felt much better for all concerned. Kitty phased off Jean’s top as well, and now the two girls could suck the nipples. Jean held their heads against her tits, then started feeling them up again.
Jean reached down and felt the two dicks. “I think they’re ripe.”
“Do you want us to eat you?”
“Only if you just want to. It isn’t necessary. I’ve been wet since you girls first walked in my door.”
Jean lifted the three of them into the air. “Kitty, put it in me while Amara gets her BJ.”
“Sure. But bear with me. I haven’t done this before.” She phased off the rest of their clothes, and they dropped to the bed.
Jean spread her legs wide, and then folded them back, ankles on either side of her neck, giving Kitty a clear shot. With a finger, she gently poked the head of Kitty’s dick. “This.” Then she touched her pussy. “Here.”
Kitty rolled her eyes. “I figured out that part. Everybody’s a comedian.”
The tricky thing about this while floating in midair was that there was nothing to brace against except Jean herself. Kitty held the dick with one hand and grasped Jean’s thigh with the other, using it to pull herself forward slowly. She poked the head slightly into the opening, then grabbed the other thigh and started pushing her way in. She went really slow, wanting to savor every bit of this. Each thrust got her a little farther inside. She couldn’t believe how marvelous it felt. Jean was tighter than she expected. Or maybe she was bigger than many of the former lovers. She had no idea, as she had nothing to make a comparision with. All she knew was that it was fantastic. “Uhhhhhhhh,” she moaned.
Jean positioned Amara above her, facing down with her legs stretched out to the side so they would not interfere with Kitty. The dick was pointing straight down and she licked it a few times, then took it in her mouth. Amara gasped. Except for Kitty handling it a few minutes earlier, the dick had never been touched by anyone else before. Jean took it in as far as it would go, while Amara squirmed in pleasure. “Whatever you do,” the smaller girl murmured, “be sure to stop if I tell you to. This is feeling too good.”
Jean fondled Amara’s ass and probed her asshole, occasionally smacking the ass. With the other hand, she played with Amara’s tits. They weren’t the biggest ever, but they were there. She lightly flicked the nipples. “Oooooohhhh,” Amara responded.
A few strokes later and Kitty was all the way into Jean, and could feel the redhead’s hot wet tightness along the entire length of the dick. She stopped for a second, her senses reeling. Then she began thrusting again, establishing a rhythm. She let go of one thigh, still holding on with the other, and reached forward to handle Jean’s luscious tits.
“Spin me around, Jean,” Amara said. After the horizontal rotation, she was facing in the opposite direction from Jean, so she could easily reach the tit Kitty wasn’t using and she could kiss Kitty as well, after bending the other girl forward a little with her spare hand.
Kitty managed to keep thrusting while bent over, dueling tongues with Amara. She was humping faster now, marveling that she hadn’t already shot her load. Maybe she was starting to get the hang of this and the premature ejaculation wouldn’t be so much of an issue any more. She moaned as she slammed into Jean harder and harder all the time.
Jean was making noises herself, gurgling deep in her throat as she sucked Arara. She alternated between deep sucks and shallow ones that gave extra stimulation to the head. Her efforts were definitely having an effect on Amara, who was twitching her head from side to side. Jean kept a close watch on Amara’s progress toward orgasm, just in case, though she knew that the smaller girl was very conscientious about protecting her lovers from harm. Just as she was starting to think that Amara was getting too close, she heard “Stop, Jean” from above. She popped the dick out of her mouth and lifted Amara up a little, so that the girl had a better view of the rest of the action.
“Give me a few minutes,” Amara said, “and then you can start up again.”
Kitty was still going strong, panting with each thrust. “I’m not gonna last much longer.”
“I want to taste Kitty’s cum,” Amara said suddenly. “Put me where she can cum in my mouth instead of in you. You already got some of her cum.”
Jean obliged by lowering Amara, at a head down angle, until her face was right above the pussy that Kitty was pounding feverishly. “Did you hear, Kitty? When you cum, pull out and let Amara have it.”
“Yeah, got it,” Kitty panted. “I’ll try.”
Kitty was getting close, a fact that was highly obvious to the other two girls. “Uhhhhhhh, I’m cumming!”
“Me, too!” Jean cried.
As requested, Kitty pulled out and thrust her hips upward, putting the dick in the vicinity of Amara’s mouth. The other girl clamped on just as Kitty squealed and the dick started to spew cum.
“Gmmmmppphf,” Amara said eloguently as her mouth filled with cum. She wasn’t quite able to keep up with the flow either, so some cum spilled over on Jean.
Kitty hung there suspended, wiped out, while Jean brought Amara over so that she could resume the blowjob. She soon had Amara moaning again, while a recovered Kitty spread her asscheeks and alternately licked her asshole and fingered it. Both girls handled Amara’s body.
Finally Amara gasped. “Put me down, Jean. I have to cum.”
Jean quickly lowered Amara to the floor, where she opened what appeared to be a closet and went inside. Less urgently, Jean brought Kitty and herself down to watch. They had seen the containment chamber in use before, but suspected it might be different this time and didn’t want to miss the show.
The chamber looked very much like a large shower stall with a full-width glass side. The material wasn’t actually glass, but it was equally transparent, so that Amara and her sex partners could at least see each other, even though they couldn’t touch. The chamber had an integral bench seat, similar to that of a sauna.
Her enclosure didn’t have to withstand a full-power burn, as she wasn’t intentionally flaming during an orgasm. It usually wasn’t even a full-body burn, just localized flareups. The containment only had to withstand about 400 degrees, which was just lukewarm compared to the temperatures she could generate on purpose.
Amara was sitting there, finishing herself by hand. Kitty watched breathlessly, while Jean diddled herself, hoping to cum again to accompany Amara.
That’s one of the drawbacks to the dong, Kitty thought. I can’t have multiple orgasms any more while I have it.
Amara was jerking lightly, hoping to prolong it. Sporadic flickers of flame were now starting to appear. Various parts of her body would suddenly flare up, showing her trademark pattern of jagged red and black stripes, then disappear just as suddenly. Her legs would flame, then her shoulder, and so on.
She was nearing her orgasm, judging by the noises she was making and the increasing frequency of the localized flareups.
Finally Amara screamed and came, shocking Kitty by shooting flame out her dick instead of cum, a dagger of fire 3 feet long. What the HELL? Kitty thought as all of the flame went out and Amara sat there breathing hard.
Kitty turned to Jean. “Did you fucking see that?”
“See what? I had my eyes closed. I came just before she did. I just heard her cum, didn’t see it.”
“Aw, you missed it?”
Amara came out of the chamber, leaning against the outer door. “Wow, that was awesome. But I don’t know where the cum went. There’s none on me and none in the chamber.”
“There may have been some,” Kitty said, “but you incinerated it! You had your eyes closed too, I guess.” She described what she had seen, while the other two looked at her in amazement.
“Holy fuck,” Jean said. “We’ll have to get that on video.”
Amara grinned. “Yeah, we can send it in to Stupid Mutant Tricks or something. It is kinda nice not having to clean up the cum.”
“I guess you’re sorta like a self-cleaning oven.”
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Kitty sat at the console waiting for Scott. She looked at her watch, noting that there were still several minutes before the Danger Room scenario was to begin. Through the windows of the control room, she could see the trainees sitting on the floor far below, waiting. This was to be a simpler exercise, at least compared to the tougher scenarios the regular team normally ran. The mixed exercises, combining the two groups, had an intermediate degree of difficulty.

Kitty noticed that Tiffany was sitting somewhat apart from the rest of the group, but not as far away as she had in the past. The attempts to get her to socialize appeared to be working, though it was a slow process. It looked like Tiffany was talking to Peter. They probably had some things in common, as Peter found American society incomprehensible too.
In a way it was strange to see Peter with the trainees, since he was an experienced fighter. But he needed to adjust to the X-Man fighting style and form of teamwork. He would probably transition to the main team pretty quickly.
Scott and Jean entered the control room. They were in uniform, as was Kitty, even though none of the three would actually be participating. It was a moral support thing, solidarity and all that.
“Hi, Kitty,” Scott said. “We’re going to run Sentinel-66 this time. Give them five minutes and then sock it to them.” He sat in the command chair, giving him an overview of the Danger Room.
“Got it.” She entered the scenario designation into the computer, then hit the button for the PA. “This is Shadowcat. Exercise begins in five minutes. Good luck.” She started the countdown. It appeared on her console and on a huge scoreboard-sized panel in the DR. The big panel also displayed the scenario designator, so they knew they would be fighting a Sentinel this time.
Kitty couldn’t hear the groans as the trainees got up from the floor, because of the distance and the glass separating her from them, but she knew the groans were there. Interestingly enough, Tabitha was participating in this one. She didn’t live at the Institute because she couldn’t take the structure, but she visited often and sometimes trained. The Professor considered her a reserve, to be used in emergency situations. Once such emergency had been the Apocalypse battle. Tabitha had been on the Egypt team.
The players down below prepared for battle, performing exercises to limber themselves up. She could see Tiffany extending her claws experimentally, making sure they were operational. This was the only place she could use them.
The countdown hit zero and the exercise started. The trainees started forward in attack formation, but they were apparently preparing to assault an empty space. From this angle, Kitty couldn’t see the hologram. She looked in the monitor, so that she could see what the trainees saw, and there was the Sentinel, all big and badass.
The exercise was a combination of reality and illusion. The weapons were real, as the danger room itself positioned energy cannons on booms, placing them to exactly match the nonexistent Sentinel. The hologram covered them up, making it look like the Sentinel was firing them.
On the other hand, it wasn’t quite like fighting the real Sentinel. The original had chased them for several city blocks. The Danger Room was big, but not that big. The trainees were also limited by the fact that the giant robot wasn’t physically present. This wasn’t the Star Trek holodeck. One attack technique would have been for Peter to toss Tiffany up to the head, where she could slash her way inside and trash the circuitry. But that wasn’t possible if the head wasn’t really there. She would just fall back to the floor.
But aside from asking Trask if they could borrow a real Sentinel for target practice, there wasn’t much else they could do. This was better than nothing. At least the trainees knew what it was like being shot at with live ammunition.
Intent on watching the scenario unfold, Kitty was started by Jean’s voice in her head. “Kitty, there have been some new developments.”
Kitty still had her mind on the exercise. “On what?” It didn’t occur to her to wonder why Jean didn’t want Scott to hear the conversation.
“On the epidemic of Mad Dong Disease. Four new cases.”
That got her attention. “Huh? Four of them? Who?”
“Jubilee, Rogue, Storm, and Rahne.”
“Holy shit! Storm too? So it’s not a sex-crazed teen thing.”
“Apparently not. The Professor has decided to hold that town hall meeting we talked about earlier. I wouldn’t have told you who the four were, but this whole thing is about to blow wide open anyway. Well, except that the guys still won’t know anything, of course. It’ll happen in a few days.”
Now it was the console that Kitty couldn’t concentrate on. She watched the trainees run around firing off their powers, but she wasn’t seeing them, still thinking about what Jean had said. She finally forced herself back into the exercise. She had to be prepared to shut down the simulation instantly on Scott’s command, in case something happened down on the floor.
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Chapter 4 --- I’ll Show You Mine If You’ll Show Me Yours