Starting over with the one that started it all!

This was the very first vore story I ever posted online, and I posted here on FF. I'm still so fond of this story despite it's problems! I hope you'll enjoy it!

Oh, and be warned: In later chapters, this story will contain vore, murder, depressive topics and gore.

Thanks and have a good day!

Scott Summers sighed as he tried to concentrate on his math homework. It was Pre-calculus and he was having trouble with that stupid Sine, Cosine and Tangent stuff. It was just so confusing!

But then there came another loud burst of laughter and cheering from the kitchen, and he finally sighed and gave up. He'd finish it in a minute, after a quick break. He knew very well that if he didn't, he'd have Jean on his case the entire day tomorrow. He walked down to the kitchen, scratching his neck. What on earth could they be doing now?

Coming to the kitchen he found Kurt, Bobby and Jubilee. Kurt was squatting on the table in his normal blue furry form while Bobby was in the fridge and Jubilee was standing by a scale with a ruler. Bobby then pulled out a pack of hotdogs, and opened it, taking out two. He handed them to Jubilee who measured and then cut it up and gave it to Kurt, saying, "I don't think you'll get this one!"

Kurt laughed and said, "We'll see!" He then put the bit of hotdog in his mouth and swallowed it whole, laughing triumphantly when he was done.

Scott sighed and came in, getting a soda as he said, "You really should chew your food, Kurt. You'll get a terrible stomachache if you just gulp it down like that." Then he looked at Kurt, asking, "How do you do that anyway?"

Kurt laughed again and 'ported to be right in front of Scott, saying, "You always say I have a big mouth!"

Scott had to laugh and gently cuffed Kurt on the side of his head with an unopened soda. He then asked, "So, you ready for beach day tomorrow?"

Kurt nodded and 'ported back to the table, where he accepted a bit of banana from Bobby, saying, "You bet! I can't wait!" Then he put the banana in his mouth and downed it in one gulp, making Bobby cheer. Scott grinned and left, cracking open his soda. Fun as it was watching Kurt and Bobby's little games, that math homework wasn't going to finish itself.

OOOOO

Jean inhaled deeply, breathing in the lovely fragrance of peppermint, reminding her of Christmas time with her family, when she got huge candy-canes. She gathered all her negative thoughts and released them with her exhale, making her body slump and relax. She inhaled deeply again, and exhaled again, feeling calm and at peace with the world. She had put up a mental barrier, so the only thoughts she could hear for now were her own. She reveled in the silence, and took another deep breath of peppermint.

The professor had recommended these little therapeutic sessions in order to help control her immerging powers, and it worked. Every time she got stressed or felt her powers starting to get out of control, she'd come to her room, open up a bottle of scented oil and just start breathing. It helped to calm the raging flood inside of her and she could get back in control.

But then her little quiet time was shattered as she heard a bamf.

She knew exactly what it meant and instantly let her shields down, letting her powers out and said, "Don't even-" but too late. Kurt had come and gone and had taken with him a vial of her 'Peppermint Pleasure' oil. The stuff she used was pure organic oils and extracts and so it wasn't toxic. It was basically concentrated liquids of whatever it said on the label. For example, it was like melting a stick of peppermint and then concentrating the liquid. The resulting mixture was very fragrant and sweet. And Kurt had quite the sweet tooth.

She sighed, feeling aggravated. It was every time now! She couldn't buy any bottles of the stuff without Kurt coming in at one time or another and drinking it! She had talked to him about it, but he had used his puppy-eyes and she had forgiven him.

But now she regretted it. She had tried other scents, but the peppermint was the one that best calmed her down. So she simply decided to live with Kurt until she could get back at him. Maybe she'd mix up the bottles, so the next time he came, he grabbed and downed a bottle of pure chili pepper extract.

Comforted by these pleasant thoughts, Jean put her shields up again, opened another bottle (this time of lavender) and continued her session, breathing in deeply and letting negative flow out with her breath.

And here we go again! I'll update the next bit tomorrow!

Have a good day!