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WARNING THIS CHAPTER IS WEIRD. REALY REALY REALY, ODDREALY BIZARRE. VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED.
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NOW OUR FEATURE PRESENTATION.
While the old man had been speaking to Jason, Rouge started thinking about her present situation and it was not very encouraging. ;I look a little bad; she thought examining her swelled plump belly. The shirt she had been wearing was very tight now and became a midriff every time she breathed. Green and yellow lines ran across it like a watermelon.
; I suppose people just think I'm pregnant; she sighed. This could be compared to pre-motherhood, 6 months of it was more exact.
; For me to grow that fast is insane. Before I know it I'll look like a pumpkin.; She pictured herself huge and orange with a vine sprouting from her head. Then her stomach rumbled
; Time for a snack,; she beamed rubbing it. Rouge thought of food and licked her lips the creature inside of her was effecting her appetite dramatically. In the cornerstone of the street there were boxes, they held many candy bars in unmarked boxes. She began to shell them and devoured a half a case; the super fattening chocolate was exactly what her inhabitant craved. After almost throwing up the last bar it was time to quit. It was dark in the store but her flashlight shone brightly enough to see by, that was her undoing. While waiting for the junk to settle pocketing more bars for later, she thought to herself.
; Sugar, getting fat never felt so good.; The feeling of being completely full was nice, she hadn't been that fortunate in a while.
;I wonder how many people get to do this at night.; She leaned back against the sales counter and patted her growing bulge. A magazine left no help from boredom.
; Nothin' but stupid celebrity babies and one minute marriages.;
After recuperating she made a trip down the peanut butter and popcorn isle. The liquidated nuts slid down her through like water and any leftover popcorn had already stricken from the shelves.
'To bad,' she said, 'there's not any popcorn, Ah like popcorn.' Had she been thinking Rouge would stop eating so much and leave, but she wasn't. A few minutes of searching found watches and batteries, but not what she was looking for.
'Should've figured,' she snorted, 'first to be taken was probably cigarettes.'
She hadn't smoked before all this but now she had taken it up along with 12 million other people.
'Hey maybe there is a shot gun under the desk.' That was a hopeful and rewarding thought; the weapon was stainless steel, pistol grip1. Then underneath it was a secret compartment that revealed ammo and cigarettes. Rouge took one out and lit up.
'Ahh' she sighted breathing out the first drags worth of smoke. ; There must be three boxes in there; she thought happily. At the end if the first smoke her stomach rumbled a soft roar.
; Where does it all go?; She didn't notice as her gut expanded pushing the shirt she wore higher and sagging on her shorts.
; Captain crunch,; she read,; never had anything against him.; It was the first to fall along with a couple boxes of Cookies n' cream and Pops. As she leaned against a shelf to catch another smoke she felt a stretching sensation, as her stomach applied a few inches to her waistline.
She was aware of it this time and bent down for a look.
' Was that me?' She asked the wall it seemed irresponsive and unimpressed. A muffled gurgling noise penetrated her eardrums and answered her question.
'Let me try that again,' as she reached for another box of cereal. She ate it watching her stomach intently nothing changed another box proved non responsive until the fifth. Then a loud 'URLCH,' left the room in a stunned silence nothing happened still.
'Guess I was seein things,' she murmured. Then she felt it again and looked straight down, just in time to see it all start, she grew again, more than before.
'Weird,' she paused 'Ah blew up, like a balloon!' Again Rouge got hungry, so she ate it all away and more just to be sure.
'That was really freaky, nothin like this happened last time.'
It all felt strangely good, as her stomach broke her belt off. Her eyelids became slits as a feeling of comfort and excitement raced through her nerves. She let out a breath and another as the growth on her body came to a close slowly letting her down from the high.
One phrase seemed to penetrate her entire being with lust.
; I want more; echoed in her mind; don't you?;2
'Oh yes, it was wonderful!' she responded out loud. Her stomach twitched as her hunger grew again she leapt up and raced for more foods. Bag after bag emptied through her cheeks until the floor was covered with three layers of chip symbols. Crackers and dips of various kinds caressed her pallet for the minutes that passed. Cotton candy, mnm's, gummy bears and mints stood no chance against the hunger in her. Now soda by the gallon filled her very quickly. There was little more than ten liters in the store. It all began again but stronger; she dropped to the floor sighing. Her stomach moved downward to allow more fat. Not flab but tight fat that left her upper body looking unchanged. Inch after inch pounded on as the infection bubbled ever larger. The shirt she wore was now so high strung it would almost play guitar notes. The pleasure was amazing it felt heavenly as her eyes narrowed again spurring complete ease of mind. It was the best feeling she'd ever had. Her belly stretched again and again each time causing a short 'URT,' noise. With a loud, gurgle it stopped leaving her whole middle looking like a huge watermelon; the symbiotic inhabitant had aggrandized enough for now. The transformation left her speechless and paralyzed. Just before she felt she would fall over tentacles shot fourth as the symbiot brought on tools of its own. Now she regretted the gorging and personal pleasure. Her eyes lost all dilation and became solid green, emitting a soft glow.
; I've got to get out of here and get to Jason maybe he could help get rid of all this and stop this thing.;
Rouge tried to stand, but the weight of her belly was too much. Her arms and legs just failed to lift; she tried again and again but to no avail. She studied her stomach; its perfect roundness looked almost as if it could pop off and roll away. Even if she could stand she couldn't walk, it was too bulky and unwieldy. She thought to yell for help but was stuffed like a turkey when she opened her mouth to call out. A tentacle was shoving a loaf of horribly molded bread down her, she gasped for air choking as it went down. She heard a familiar sound as she turned face to face with the beast of the city. He was crouched on a top shelf a few feet away staring at her with interest.
'Please, help,' she half prayed.
'Help, is my job.' He let a thick German accent prevail in his speech. As Rouges inhabitant inched towards the back of the store dragging her along, he hoped away whispering, ' I'll be back.'3
The back room was as dark as an unlit basement, floorboards creaked as the huge mass creped across it; a slurpy machine loomed at the distant wall. Upon reaching it the tentacles broke a pipe and when it realized this was in fact sugar shoved the pipe into Rouges mouth. Knowing full well it would only help the symbiot she brought up her hands to stop it. But to no avail as a tentacle wrapped her hands while the other kept up the force-feeding.
'Don't you want the pleasure again,' it spoke freely in her mind now,' were you satisfy with the last experience.' A huge craving for it covered over all emotion but that of self-preservation.
'Ah won't be addicted to some drug of yours!' She warned it in her mind. The pleasure came again in a bigger dose, it was the last attempt to make Rouge a dependant. Her body writhed and eyes rolled to the back of their sockets, due to its intensity. With her body from the waist up turning green she panicked. Wave after wave of pleasure crossed her, calming her all the way down. She drifted to a fantasyland of bliss, but just before diving in Rouge remembered this was all a trick to control her by the monster. She opened her eyes and the darkened room began to brighten into a peaceful world of happiness and in front of her stood the devil his red body and long horns menacing. He jumped to attack her. Griped by a will to overcome, she dodged his attack. Then suddenly it hit her again this was not real, she shook her head back and fourth but the projected image still remained. Covering her eyes Rouge was griped with pain as she tried to escape the fake reality. In her mind and then out loud she screamed.
'Professor!'
The devil spoke in the thick German of the local beast, 'he's coming.'
Then it happened, the small box she created in her mind to preserve her consciousness, yielded the image of the professor. He stood without his chair and spoke to her image of herself before infection crouched in the corner of the box.
'Rouge what happened?' She opened her mind allowing him to see.
'Together we must stop this!' He said 'come with me,' he pulled her up and approached the box wall.
On the outside Kurt watched in horror as Rouges body was being slowly sucked into the green mass.
; Professor, you must hurry, the thing is swallowing her!; He mentally called.
Inside Rouges troubled mind images of her and the professor walked through the wall to a cavern made of fungus.
'We need to hurry and sever the connection between you and it.' Rouge passed memories and ideas to a central conciseness where a figure of fungal Rouge stood, along with a huge head of the fungus itself.
'Release her!' Xavier demanded.
'No you release her to me.' The huge mouth beckoned and the evil fungal Rouge grew in size and attacked tentacles reaching for each.
'Fight it in your mind,' he called, 'I will help you.' She did fight, all the anger of being controlled came through as she hit home with a mental stab at the heart of her captor. The suspended head swayed in protest introducing other ideas to confuse her, but hate so steeped in trickery was a stronger force. It was harder as the battle raged and for some reason the fungus never died only shrank when hurt. The monstrosity had a last chance and the question raised.
'I can give you love, no other creature could ever hope to have a relationship with you, by I can help.' She paused her attack and listened her mentor's urges falling short of the current topic.
'Not only can I suppress your power, but change your appearance to be more wanted.' Her depiction of her normal self in her mind molded into a model, perfect in every way, horribly attractive, a showstopper.
'Ah could look like this?' she studied her new body; it was very pleasing and made her feel confidant.
'Of course,' the mouth grew huge and Xavier looked on in horror as rouge shrunk inches at a time, then a foot until she was the size of a doll. After marveling after newfound self, Rouge looked up at a much bigger area than she had been in before.
'Oh crap!' She realized her mistake.
Meanwhile Kurt was bored and wanted to help, the huge blob now sucking Rouge down was making him mad. He thought aloud,
'I've got to save her, she is all the family I have.'
Taking out the collapsible quarterstaff Gambit made for him 4 and stepped back letting the weighted end extend it to the floor. Kurt crouched on the balls of his feet as always, wound up the telescopic weapon and swung. A loud thud rippled across the room as a man raced into the store. Kurt came whirled and rushed to the front of the store to meet him. He was excited by Kurt's glowing eyes in the unlit room, but courageously demanded where Rouge was. Kurt studied him silently and smelled the air around the man trying to get his scent and recognize him. The uneasy man pulled a revolver for added incentive and reinstated his demand.
'Over tzair,' Kurt gestured towards her,' but don't go near the professor has to help her.'
Jason couldn't see where 'tzair' was.
'Who the hell you and this professor getup are, I don't know. But she's my friend and I know that, so step aside.'
Kurt wasn't sure how upset Rouge might be; it was all he could tell the man to compel him so he would listen.
'You don't understand,' his voice lowered knowing he was embarrassing her, 'I'm her brother.'
Then suddenly huge tremors shock the alien form it rattled and lost all ability to compel her mind. Seizing the opportunity Xavier left his mental opponent and ran. Scooped up his busted student, he raced for the vibrating mouth that hung from the ceiling and placed her next to it.
'Kill it quickly,' he commanded, ' you must cut it off from your mind!' 'Hurry before it regains its conciseness.' Rouge now knelt to focus all his power on subduing the mouth, but what on earth was causing the alien mind to stop.
Kurt's boredom was missed wile he explained the entire story to Jason.
He told how she cleaned out the store and got hugely infected.
'It's really not so uncommon,' Kurt reassured him as much as he could,' I herd about it lots of times before.'
Now it was Jason's turn to feel uncomfortable, he hand been talking to the beast for a few minutes, but all he could see was the menacing glowing eyes. He was not sure if he trusted it. Anyone who hid, he did not trust very much.
'Step into the light.' He commanded Kurt.
'I cant you see my...'
The click of the revolvers hammer setting into the catch set a new standard for Kurt.
; Even though he can't see me he can see my eyes; the x-man reasoned.
'No offense mate, but if you don't do as I say, I'll blast your brains out. Now move into the light.'
Kurt did not want to make a scene and mess up this guy; Rouge had enough reasons to be mad at him already.
'Alright, but I warn you, this film is rated parents guidance for anyone under thirteen due to disturbing images.'
He stepped into the stabbing pains of the million-candle power flashlight Jason pulled on him suddenly. The soft glow of stars expected this really surprised. Lights poked at his eyes and glared from everywhere jumping to attack him.
Jason jerked in surprise at the squinting mutant, he was ready for a monster but not a man monster cross. Its tail twitching behind it, cloak covered in blue fur that originated from the body, which itself looked like a shag rug. As shocking as the beast was nothing was more important than getting his friend back.
'Where is she?'
Kurt's eye hurt, he couldn't see at all and was very scared.
'Ah!' He yelped. 'Please! Please! Shut it off!' He shot up his hand to cover his eyes; the pain was enormous and drained him. ' I can't stand it! Please!'
Jason saw the long fur and claws. Was this a man or truly a beast?
Kurt dropped on his knees lacking the concentration to pull off his cloak and cover his head. He tried to run but only moved a few feet to the wall.
'I cant see! My eyes hurt so! Please don't do tzis, I.. I could go blind!'
Jason felt if he could capture this thing it may be safe to look for Rouge again, he wanted to ensure it was submissive.
'Have mercy,' Kurt begged unable to stop the pain or think of anything else. 'I didn't hurt you at all!'
Blood dripped down from the beast eyes and he shut off the light. Kurt collapsed in relief; Jason picked him up and carried him out the door to the old man.
'Sorry, but I cant take chances, epically on a beast.'
'Tie him up.' he ordered, pointing the gun down at a very unfortunate Kurt and giving the Bum a rope.
Jason returned to search the store. In fear of being found the fungus hid itself in the non-operational freezer.
After he was sure it was tied up the old man commenced to beat the living daylights out of Kurt
For some strange reason the man hated him with a passion and kicked him many times cursing.
A few smacks later Jason returned his search unsuccessful.
'What are you doing?' He scolded the old man, 'I asked you to tie him up not kill him.'
'He…he gave me trouble.' The man lied. Ignoring the lack of truth he focused on Kurt.
' Where is she?'
'No.. Vay I'm ...Telling you,' the later stammered,' your freaking ... Sadistic.'
'I need to know, so how about you tell me where she is.'
Kurt shook his head stubbornly. It was hard to take the mutant seriously because each of his eyes were spinning in a different direction as defined pupils appeared.
;I hate having to hurt people just to keep my self and only friend safe.;
'You want the light again fuzz ball?' No matter how much he didn't like it he had to find Rouge.
'I want answers!'
Kurt's mind was swimming; he had a hard time keeping a train of thought. At the time a random idea of his long time mentor Logan popped up.
; That might work,; he thought, ;what did I have for supper last Fourth of July?; He pushed that stupid notion right out.
; Logan, what would Logan do?;
'Vats it to Ya BUB?'That was the only courageous thing he could think to say. The imitation was bad in his thick accent, but it worked.5
'Where is She you bastard?'
Jason was ready to shoot him but needed to know what had happened to her, she wasn't in the store.
; Did this thing capture her, or worse.;
' You'll never hurt..' Kurt was coughing and began to hack up a hairball, when he chucked it he continued.'...never hurt her as long as ... I am alive. Just kill me now ... I'll never tell you.6
Blood dripped down his cheeks from his eyes; he was in pain and blind. But he didn't notice the warm liquid in his face, or that he could not see. Life right now was too painful, too pitiful an existence and his body was feeling the affects. The meals he had missed in the past weeks were
catching up to him. He tried to convince himself it was necessary to stay awake
'Fine I'll find her my self, but if I find her hurt or anything else,' he added coolly,' you will pay the price!' He stormed off to find his friend, not at all pleased having to look across town with no clue as to where Rouge was.
; Killing that animal wouldn't help me find her, maybe he'll talk in the morning, that is if I don't find her tonight.;
Kurt then lost consciousness.
1 Oh yea lovin poiston grip. 2This part is weird butI warned you a combination ofstrange radio shows that come on after 1a.m.
3 I hereby name Kurt the Germanator. 4 always thought he needed one. 5 Ramdom insertion of a good line 6 Hey it could happen.
