Psion of the Future (Porne)

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-Psion- (LV: 3)
HP 6/12
EN 15/15
LP 15/15

EXP: 3/20

STR: 1 (Can lift a small car)
DEX: 0 (On par with gymnast)
CON:2 (Minor regen and difficult to exhaust)
INT:5 (She's psychic and smart, she knows everything)
WIS:5 (And she can apply it)
CHA:3 (Being psychic gives a bit of an advantage)

Telepathy: 3 (takes almost no focus to disrupt normal thoughts, can implant suggestions)
Physical Boost: 1 (takes moderate focus, burns psi energy to maintain)
Telekenisis: 1 (takes moderate focus to move an object of light weight)
Pyro: 0 (takes intense focus to produce a small flame)
Frost: 0 (takes intense focus to produce a small icicle)
Bio: 0 (takes intense focus to heal a minor injury)
Electro: 0 (takes intense focus to create a small spark)
Hyper Aware: 0 (takes intense focus to become highly aware of surroundings)
Telekinetic Shield: 2 (Takes light focus to produce a shield that can negate minor damage and reduce major damage. Burns less psi energy to maintain, and more depending on amount of damage)

CHA Roll: 14 + 3 = 17 (Success!)

With Sabertooth unconscious it's a simple matter to slap the collar on him, the device scanning him quick before applying a certain set of power suppressing measures that would be best applied to him. His wounds that remain then begin to slowly heal at a pace slower before, but not so slow that he won't be right as rain in ten minutes or so. Still, the fight was a little rough even with your new armor, but in the end it performed admirably. Maybe not as good as it could if Tony wasn't so protective of his ARC tech, but well, you can't really blame him. Not like you'd just go and hand out your best intellectual property to anyone that asks after all. Especially a competing company! You shake such thoughts aside though, as you day dreaming of getting some more intimate payback on Mr Victor here later courtesy of a couple of gems.

Of course though now that he's dealt with you can turn your attention back to Logan, who listens with a passive but not entirely disinterested expression as you explain who you are. "A corporate security agent huh? Can't imagine what could wrong with that.", He says at first before he takes another puff of his cigar. "Then again as far as I know Ionus...whatever, has a squeaky clean record so far. Even run a bunch of orphanages from what I hear. So I'll try to keep my assumptions in check for now... also free beer sounds great.", he says. That was a good sign! Better then immediate distrust thats for sure. In the meantime, Hope hears your call and assures you everything will be ready shortly, and tells you she's making calls to the local police leadership and assures you they won't interfere, but will hold the perimeter for now. But of course his mood dampers a bit when you tell him your getting together a team. "Jesus why is everyone making teams these days? Seems to be all the rage recently. Besides I'm technically still on one. Well... whatever, you save me some hassle just now so I'll take you up on it, but no promises!", he says.

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"This is more of a strike force. Given your skillset, drawing you in would likely be a rare occurrence, based around something like striking a Hydra base or something similar. But with a bit more backup. Besides, open bar." I mention as we begin to head back toward the edge of the crime scene. An automated cargo van pulls up, Hope's likely contribution, and I toss the unconscious ball of hair in there to take care of later. The chairs are a bit less spacious than I'm used to, what with the new armor and all that. It's only a few minutes until we arrive at the main building and we drive into a restricted area and begin to unpack my prisoner. They've got the chamber I asked for ready, and I head toward it, dragging the man by his arm. As they raise the slab of metal that acts as a door off the roof, I hop up onto it, bringing the man with me and dangling him over the hole where it's difficult to see from anywhere else. Making sure that Logan can't see, I let the liquid armor squeeze one of the gems out from between my fingers and touch Sabertooth just before I drop him in.

Before he's even hit the ground of the solid metal cell, he's turned into a rather beautiful blonde. As the door shuts, I leave a psychic echo in her mind, 'be a good girl or it's not coming back' as well as entering it onto the tab. I then have an info seal placed on the chamber, no visual but a biological monitor on the woman that's stuck in the massive block of hollowed out steel. As I head back to Logan, I signal the guards to call an elevator, so that it's there when I arrive. I take Logan back to the penthouse, the combat lab I tend to use as Psion that Sarah shares. I head toward the new apparatus that withdraws the armor. I haven't settled on enough of the design features to really put effort into the design to make it fully self contained. I point Logan to the wet bar as I head in, and let the machine dismount my armor.

I let the liquid undersuit form a tight, lighted interface modules, just to provide a little bit of mystery, even if it does hug my figure. I leave the mask I've been using on. Wait, he has enhanced senses right? I set the nanosuit to put out a very slightly different version of my normal scent. Given 'our' physical similarities, I doubt that being the suit smelling like two different women, one the design chief of the company and the other the expected user, will raise his suspicion, even if the two scents overlap frequently. Now, for the fine art of seduction.

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You let the police pick up the slack and make a quick get away with Logan in Tow, the man looking at with a casual expression. At the same time though you can practically feel the suspicion coming off the man even without your psychic powers. Considering the man's past though you can hardly blame him however. He had the right attitude to have, and typically had just the right kind of moral ethic you can get behind. He wasn't a blood thirsty manic, but he was willing to kill those willing to kill the innocent without hesitation. That would certainly be important in the coming years, as you needed to clean this planet up of it's worst detractors and villains before the Cirin invasion arrived from the recess of dark space. The tech you brought back with you from your time was a great start, but without making sure humanity could globally unify to counter the Cirin threat in time no amount of tech could fill the gap.

Anyway, you manage to drop off Sabertooth without issue, making sure to transform him into a her to be put to more 'productive' use later without Logan seeing. "Just do me a favor and make sure he stays in that hole yeah? It would be nice to not have him jump me at my birthday next year. Or you know, ever again preferably.", Logan says as he takes another puff of his cigar. After that though it's just a hop, skip, and jump and your back in the penthouse, clad in your nano liquid under suit and mask with the power armor safely tucked away. You head back to your bar were Logan is waiting, the man already having a drained beer by him with another one open and half done in his hand. Next to his other hand is a glass of some seventy year old whisky, swimming in a short glass around a perfectly spherical ball of ice. "Damn this is some good stuff! Jesus! Crazy rich people.", He says, looking at the bottle of whisky and giving it a shake.

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And, are we planning to have the healing factors interact? How fast is this one going to be? Be funny if she flipped Logan and had a baby in a matter of hours.

"That's the plan. If he were to do anything useful, it might be worth it to risk, but the info says he's really old and hasn't gotten his shit together yet." I give a shrug as we head up to the penthouse.

"Can you feel that? My own abilities give me some serious resistance and nothing short of distilled alcohol really hits me." I ask him, curious about his healing factor and how it stacks up to my own. I rub at my side where Sabertooth managed to tag me, feeling the bruise already beginning to fade. I know my soft tissue, in as much as my enhanced muscle tissue can be classified as 'soft', heals fairly quick, which is nice, but I seem to recall that Logan can heal cuts in seconds, which I think Creed did as well.

Having finished that, I send for a tray of general food stuffs, making sure that they include some corn, as I recall him having a thing for that. "The boss lady happens to like buying fancy stuff and has low tolerance for things she doesn't like. Aaaaaaaand, that's my paperwork finished and out of the way. What else could we possibly do to occupy our time?" I ask him, giving him a few bats of the eyelashes.

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Oh that can certainly be arranged! If you are successful that is.

Alright, so, was going to have some mention of Pheonix/Jean here but did some wiki reading and uh... yeah. X-MEN is a hot near indecipherable mess. I know the older X-men movies aren't so amazing, but as far as I know they are the only time they portray Jean and Logan in a relationship. Is that true? Or does that happen in the comics and stuff too?

"Sure can. When you've been around as long as I have you learn a couple of neat tricks. I have a but more control over my healing abilities then one might think, though it took a bit of work and no small amount of help from Xavier.". Logan explains, surprisingly forthcoming. "A little bit of effort and thought, and I can actually slow the metabolism. Meaning that why yes, I can get drunk within a reasonable amount of time. Used to have to chug three liters of moonshine just to get my fingers to tingle before. But now I can enjoy it like everyone else, which is far better on my wallet then anything else... not thats really a huge concern though."

Conscious control over bodily functions? That's pretty neat. You wonder if you could do that with enough practice? Your not really sure you'd ever do as Logan is doing right now though. Seems odd to purposely put oneself at a potential disadvantage. If you could ever do the same thing and ended up in getting ambushed or something then it was a good way to end up tits up! Especially if it was that Cirin Bitch Stella doing the ambush! But enough about that. He has his reasons, and you had a goal.

CHA roll: 11 + 3 = 14 (success)

You make a move and flutter your eyes at Logan, who looks at you out the corner of his eye as he downs a shot of whiskey. His eye widens for sec, his drinking paused, and you follow his gaze down to your shoulder where you notice he stares at your bright red hair. His eyes twitches, but he looks forward back to his drink again after a second and resumes drinking. Seems he likes red head, which given some of his past, isn't surprising.

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In general, Logan had some lusty feelings for Jean, but Jean was pretty committed to Scott before the Logan came on the scene. While there was some sexual tension, that was kind of one of the main appeals of the comic at the time. That said, that was far before my time, as Logan was introduced fairly early on, well before I was born. Ultimate Jean did have a brief relationship with Ultimate Logan until U!Logan let his guard down and U!Jean scanned that U!Magneto hired him to U!Xavier.

I give a slight smirk at the weakness to redheads. Everybody likes redheads, but there's a bit of a crush roaming around in there for a certain psychic redhead he knows. Of course, she's far more powerful than I am, but I'm pretty sure I could take her in a fist fight, even without my enhanced strength. Still, time to chase that little crush out, and show him what an aggressive sex drive can do.

Ii set my suit to slooooowly begin to recede, slowly stripping me naked while he watches and I sip my drink.

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Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Alright then. For the sake of simplicity then: Logan likes redheads because Jean.

The adamantium around his skull makes any kind of casual probing of his thoughts impossible, but you really don't need to be a psychic to know who he's thinking about. As far as you know, since your arrival in this timeline, Jean was sort of a free agent not exactly affiliated with the XMEN anymore, though certainly not Dark Phoenix. She had her awakened powers to be sure, but ever since the events that had triggered it had occurred she had sort of disappeared. You couldn't say you knew much of mental state at all really either never mind her whereabouts. You just hope then when the time comes that she does come into the light that you'll get the chance to be there. But that was a problem for much later. For now, getting an in with someone she had been, at the very least, a close comrade with, was a good enough place to start as any.

CHA Roll: 9 + 3 = 12 (success)

And with that you focus on the task at hand, and with a few mental commands your suit ever begins to ever so slowly shrink. You and Logan make small talk for a good ten minutes, and during that time your nanite under suit goes from being a full body suit, to a shorts and tee, to a one piece swim suit. Logan funnily enough seems oblivious to it at first, but when the nanites over your stomach begins to part, starting to leave you looking like your wearing a regular bikini, does he notice. He looks at your taut stomach, clearly more buzzed then before. His cheeks flush a little more as the man pauses, and you decide to capitalize on his current gaze by thrusting your chest forward a bit, your nipples sticking out prominently as only a smart machine liquid covers them rather then traditional clothing. "Umm... your clothes are melting.", he says, blinking and continuing to stare before he shakes his head. He stares at the whisky bottle between you for a moment, then grabs it and gives it a smell. "Wow that sounded less crazy in my head.", he then says to himself more then anything.

[porne]

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Hm, I think a good plan would be to let Logan knock her up, start showing in a half hour or so, and then demand 'recompense'. I don't know if you want to make rolls, but I think having a general plan would work.

In case you're not up on comics, she's referencing X-23/ Wolverine (Laura Kiney) and Daken.

"Oh this? New suit, nanotech. Do you like it?" I ask, moving closer as the suit shifts back to a tight body suit, this time with slight highlights along my curves, showing them off. "I'm still getting the order to experiment with it from the boss, so I happen to like using it to change appearance. Is there something you'd like to request?" I ask, a teasing gesture quickly coming to my hand. That adamantium skull plating is... irritating, but I can still read him well enough to know he's interested. He's a little short for my taste, but the amount of regeneration he demonstrates on a regular basis is unreal. Definitely want to get some samples of that. And I definitely recall that his ability runs in the family, I seem to recall at least two offspring with the ability, even if their claws were slightly different.

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Alright. But if your going to try and 63 Logan be prepared for a hard sell! ...well maybe. Sarah seems lucky when it comes to Charisma rolls.

"It's... nice.", Logan says simply, a little distracted when you make your full body suit reform with some added colored highlight around your curves. He slugs back another shot of whiskey before you ask him if he'd like you to wear anything in particular, in which he responds by drinking back yet another shot before rotating on his bar stool to face you fully, the whisky bottle and glass still in his hands. "Well it sure hugs the body as you've demonstrated. Get it do a dress though?", he asks with a smirk. He seems to think that for some reason there is a good chance your nanite clothing wouldn't be able to. Oh silly Logan...

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I start with a full wedding dress, but have it slowly withdraw to a slutty version, hiked up near the hips and floofing out to highlight my thighs. I give a little fluff of the backside, showing off my firm ass. I let my hands run up my sides, before continuing up my hair, letting it cascade down my face. "Sorry, fighting makes me a little randy." I tell, approaching.

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Your choice of a wedding dress seems to catch Logan extra off guard, though to the untrained eye it might've been hard to tell. He doesn't widen his eyes, but his pupils dilate a little bigger, and his jaw tenses. His eyes are glued to you as you demonstrate the abilities of your nanite clothing as you will it in the form of a wonderful pure white wedding dress. "I... huh...", Logan says at first, absently pouring himself another drink. "I sort of figured it would have to be form fitting for some reason for the 'nanites' to work."

You struggle not to laugh at that statement, the way he says nanites sort of sounds like to you that he's not quite sure such a thing is real. It was of course, but amusing nonetheless. But of course you don't stop right there. You push things a little further at the time, making idle chit chat with him for a few minutes even as you make the dress shrink and shrink, showing more and more skin. Logan notices this too, though not quite consciously at first. It isn't till he has a very obvious tent in his pants and you start running your hands along your sides and through your hair that he seems to pick up what your putting down. "Oh uh, no problem. Nothing like a fight to get the blood hot.", he says, trying real hard to keep his eyes on your rather then down low. Funnily enough he doesn't even seem aware of his own erection. Maybe you should clue him in? As principled and stubborn as the great Wolverine was, he was not unknown to rash decisions, and what better to trigger such a thing then a beautiful woman?

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"Well, I can see that I'm not the only one. Let's give this a test run, shall we?" I move in closer to him, and begin to unbutton his pants, wanting to see what I've got to work with.

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"Mm?", Logan murrs through a mouthful of whiskey as you get up from your seat, only to raise his eyebrows when you get close to him. He doesn't fight you as your hands land on his thighs, going upward to the button on his pants. "Hmm...", He then hums, as glued to yours as you undo the button on his jeans. You get the feeling that perhaps Logan was maybe toning back that suppression of his liver to make himself, but then again maybe not, as he was a very hard man to read. Whatever the case though the response is a positive one, and your certainly glad that the big man doesn't seem to be effected by the problem of whiskey dick.

He finishes his drink and puts it down on the bar as you undo the button for his pants and then go for his fly, pushing both the bottle and glass away from him before giving you his full attention. Feeling a little giddy at the prospect of getting it on with one of the most famous heros of the past you find it hard to contain your excitement and decide to just go for it. You unzip his fly, letting his package bulge out, then slip down his boxers in one move. An impressive and weighty cock then springs out, hard as iron and ready to rock. It was about... ten inches, you'd say, so damn impressive. That said though, you were a bit longer then him, but he certainly had a thicker shaft then you!

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I'm almost jealous of his shaft, to go along with the level of regeneration. Still, I've gotten along just fine with what I've got. I begin to crawl into his lap, not caring that he's a little bit shorter than me. Of course, that puts his head right at the level of my tits, which he seems to be okay with. The man isn't averse to a bit of smothering as well, which is nice as I begin to withdraw the clothes around my crotch, letting my moist snatch begin to drool over his shaft.

"Tell me, does your regeneration apply to everything?" I purr to him, shifting up and sitting on his shaft and giving him an underboob motorboat.

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Once again Logan seems to be stuck staring at you as you take a slow lead, letting your clothes shift and baring your funnest bits. He just watches as you get into his lap, slow and sensual, getting comfy on him as you get into position and let your wet pussy gently rub along his cock and leave a nice little sheen of your love honey there. Finally though it seems the gears in his mind stop whirring as his hands suddenly snap to your thighs and grip tightly. You feel a thrill of danger when he does so, knowing that at any moment he could extend those famous claws of his and stab them into your kidneys before you could react. Not that that would kill you of course, but it would hurt. Still, your quite certain that isn't going to be happening. "Not everything.", he says to you, his eyes going up to meet yours. "But it does apply to this.", he adds on.

As soon as he says that Logan becomes a surprising flurry of motion. He pushes you down and bucks his hips, slamming his girthy shaft into you in one swift motion that brings a sudden rush of intense pleasure that makes your sultry half lidded eyes snap wide open. His hands then go from your thighs to grip your ass, pushing you toward him every further as he shoves his face into your cleavage, his tongue coming out to lick the sides of your large perky breasts. He only does that for a short few seconds though before he suddenly stands. You suppress a yelp as you fall back a bit, but his hands hold firm on your rear to hold you in the air, and in response you can't help but wrap your legs around him. From there he uses his impressive strength to pull you off his dick and slam you back down it over and over again, filling your stomach with butterflies as your body is flooded with ecstasy.

As he power fucks you though you can't help but shocked in place for a moment. Though you suspected there was a good chance of this happening, this is the first time you'd ever been so aggressively taken! Not that there was anything bad about that though, but it certainly was a change of pace from most of your recent hook ups!

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I wrap my legs around the short mans waist, enjoying the sudden penetration as he does his best to flatten me against the ground. He's heavy, very heavy, easily weighing as much if not more than I do. It's rare that I find that in a man that's not my size, the metal on his bones adding so much weight to him. He seems to be an eager one as well, and I'd heard the X-men were all about random hook ups. I squeal in pleasure, letting him know that he's required to continue, my hands reaching up my sides and then squeezing my tits and playing with my nipples.

Leaving just enough nanomaterial on them, in a fleshy tone of course, I mask any milk that comes out under my hands as I play with my large breasts. As he begins to speed up, I wrap my hands around his shoulders, enjoying the feeling of getting bounced for once, as opposed to either being the bouncer, or doing the work myself as most men couldn't lift me very comfortably. And one of the more well known heroes of the day as well, I almost lean over him, purring as I smother him with my tits. I give a laugh as his bristly hairs tickle my chest and underboob, and they refuse to bend in the silky way that so many pretty boys like their hair to move.

I simply bask in the pleasure of getting roughly fucked, for once, and truly let myself go, knowing that any damage I might do to him would be temporary at best. He lasts a long time, a very long time, for a man before I feel that familiar warmth flood my body. I feel my own instinct react as well, a small clutch of egg cells being released, several of them all at once to ensure multiple children from his potent seed. Finally settling down, I look down into his face, "you've got a few minutes of rest." I tell him, resting on him as well.

True to my prediction, he's ready to go again very soon and we enjoy ourselves in several bouts of rutting pleasure. Finally, finished after more than an hour of off and on sexual intercourse, I flip my combat braid of crimson hair over my shoulder and get up to stretch, before asking: "Good birthday present?" I rest my hand on my stomach as I stretch, realizing something is off there. I didn't realize it immediately, but my body had sent the 'successfully impregnated' signal to me, and I was already starting to show. That's some incredible speed! Literally, I was just impregnated an hour ago, and I'm already starting to bulge out, I doubt it'll be more than another two before I'm ready to pop.

Now, do I play innocent and taken advantage of? Nah, he'd never believe it. Should still probably act surprised. I turn around, giving my slight bulge a poke. "I didn't think we had this much fun..." I lead him on, before verbally telling my nanotech to do a check for the various hormones that signal a pregnancy. When they, inevitably, come back positive, I give him a slight glare and put my hands on my hips. "Well, I guess you get another gift too. I was not planning on this."

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The two of you bang for quite some time. More time then even you think, but time flies when your having fun. Hours go by, though it only feels like a little over one. Even still though, in that time the two of you go at it again and again and again. He holds you, bends you over your bar's counter, takes you on the side, takes you standing. You do it on the tables and chairs and soon find yourselves sort of migrating through your penthouse as the two of you fuck the night away. You both have a fantastic time, and you can't but hope you'll get more chances to do this with Logan in the future. His endurance is incredible, the burly man lasting for twenty or more minutes at a time before he climaxes, and he does he just fucks you straight through them, barely softening, then getting iron hard with the next beat of his heart.

And boy is it ever a productive time! You have to sly of course, using your hands and nanobot suit to help conceal the fact you were lactating. Course it doesn't do much to keep you any cleaner, and by the end of it your both sweaty messes, though you also have your crotch and inner thighs splattered with enough spunk that it looks like your might've gotten hit with a water balloon filled with the stuff, and he had only cum about three times! Not that you mind at all however, nothing wrong with men who were high producers. You glow in contentment, rubbing your, at the moment, still flat stomach. It's hard to tell for certain, but your pretty sure you getting at least triplets out of this!

Eventually though even Logan needs a break, if just to breathe if nothing else. Still, the man makes sure to bring you to orgasm before he cums a fourth time, his shaft throbbing and sending a near cup of spunk into your silky love tunnel, bathing it in even more spunk that you could, perhaps, store away in your suit and use with that new 'special breeder' you hired. Currently your on the floor of your kitchen, straddling his waist and riding him cowgirl though he did all the work of bouncing you while he simultaneously motor boats you. When he finishes cumming he falls on his back, broad chest heaving to replace the air in his lungs. Course you stay in place, enjoying the feel of him in you and still quite hard. He chuckles when you so graciously give him a few minutes to rest. "Thanks.", he pants out, then gives your thighs a pat. "Great birthday present."

But then of course you take notice of your stomach, already swelling at a much higher. Enough so that you were probably already entering the second trimester! The toned outline of your abs is replaced by a smooth gravid curve, and you can practically feel the babies in your womb getting bigger every second! Your surprised you've only noticed this now, but then again Logan had been pressed so tightly to you the last couple hours it was hard to notice! And if anything it might have been a slow burn at the start, because you can almost feel the rate at which they grow. Enough to get an intuitive feeling that in a couple hours you'd be ready to birth!

Until then though, there was still fun to be had, and you had some acting to do! You make a show of acting surprised, which to some degree you genuinely are. You had an inking this would be a very fast pregnancy compared to your others, but even this speed was just phenomenal! Logan only clues in when you tell him, prompting him to look up and see your swelling stomach and your glare. His eyes just widen in response, looking at your stomach with disbelief in his eyes. "What?", he starts, flabbergasted. "I... I thought it was impossible for me... for mutants in general to do... this", he says, stunned at the sight of your stomach swelling with life. Super regenerative life to boot!

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

I'm sort of going with the assumption that all mutants have that M-pox which prevents conception.

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Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Yup. I think the in verse excuse I gave was a terrigenisis mutated skin parasite that attacks sperm, and is violently aggressive. Mutants with enhanced immune systems might be resistant, but Sarah would be immune.

I rub my sweat, milk, and cum covered stomach, enjoying the sensation of life growing inside of me before I let Logan know, and have to switch my act around to that of an angry woman not expecting a sudden pregnancy. "Well, this is a surprise. I know I let Storm know that I was available, but I didn't think the offer had filtered down this far. I told her I needed some warning and a chance to schedule. Are you sure you didn't decide to do this on your own?" I begin in an accusing tone, wondering how far I can push this. "If you'd told me you were resistant to M-pox, I could have taken precautions, but you wanted to see me swelling with your children, didn't you?" I continue my accusation, silently giggling at this.

"The boss lady has things in place, so I'm not planning to terminate, but I was not expecting to get pregnant or give birth today. I had missions to go on." I pout at him, trying to maximize the guilt trip until he offers me something. The accelerated pregnancy is due both to the healing factor of the child, and my own in supplying raw materials. I wonder what would happen if I turned wolverine into a woman and knocked her up? An hour, minutes? I let my hand rub across the growing swell, the babies inside of me beginning to reach the stage where they begin to move. I feel a slight kick.

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"Wait. What? Storm?", Logan says, a little confused. Your not too shocked at that though, Logan was known for his aloofness after all, so it was quite possible he just hadn't talked to one of his closer mutant comrades in a few days. He shakes his head the next moment though as you suggest that this was his goal the whole time. "What? No!", he denies. "I thought M-Pox or whatever was the one thing my regeneration couldn't cure due to its... its uh... well whatever. Science reasons." he explains with a shrug at first. "And besides, I'm pretty sure it was you who brought me here for drinks and came onto me so...", he says. The next moment though his hands come up and gently grip your swelling belly, feeling the slight kick of the still growing baby inside you. "Now that we're here though I gotta say... I don't hate this.", he adds on. You feel his cock throb inside you, coming to full hardness yet again. "Besides. Laura always says she wants a little brother or sister."

Course as you try to guilt him the burly man can't help but give you a bit of a skeptical look as he raises an eyebrow. "Your saying your going to be giving birth today and your complaining? Really?", he says, punctuating his words be giving your belly another squeeze. "That seems like a pretty good deal to me... Well not that I would really know, but hey, less then 1 day pregnancy? Seems pretty convenient. I'm sure your boss won't mind too much.", he continues. You do your best to keep your sassy glare up as you kind of marvel at his attitude. He seemed to be taking this rather well! The next moment though you really have to admire the stones on him as he gives you a sudden bounce, getting a surprised pleasured gasp from you. "So is my few minutes break up or are we not doing this anymore?", he asks.

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"I told Storm that I seem to be fertile with Mutants, and I have a few magic toys that let me serve either purpose." I tell him, enjoying the feeling of bouncing on him as he gets hard again. Even so, my gently swelling stomach is a huge turn on for me, the little babies inside already starting to kick as they work their way up to being born. "Ooooh, I wouldn't mind another go. But I get to try and return the favor. After all, you surprised me, I should get to take a shot at you." I purr to him, leaning back over him, grinding my swelling stomach and breasts against his chest. "In fact..." I brush him with my herm gem, not wanting to give up my current toy. I press our suddenly matched tits together.