Rogue heads home and tries to work off her new ...
Comic Vore, GTS/GT, Shrinking, Unbirth
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
gorel29
The next day…
Looking at herself in her vanity mirror, Rogue took in a deep breath and sighed. The good news? Her stomach finally deflated and no longer bulged out like she had swallowed a balloon. The bad news? Posing back and forth and getting a better look at herself from the front, sides and behind she found out where all that mass went off to after she finally went asleep last night. The terms ‘thunder thighs’ and ‘booty’ came to mind, among others. Her hips had grown wider and her thighs had thickened quite a bit. Her once heart shaped rear had become a full apple bottom that stood out from behind her. Looking down her stomach had certainly diminished yet the view was now obscured by her much larger bust, her top now looking like it had grown into the E cup range if not larger. Giving her stomach a rub she groused to find that she lost her abs, now sporting a soft middle. And if that wasn’t enough she was still green and froggy.
“Guess that Toad is here to stay… How ahm I gonna live through this?”
Going through her cloths she opted with a pair of daisy dukes without a belt and a button top tied at the front. Normally she would have worn much more but figured with her greasy green complexion and her sudden 80-pound gain, the rest of the campus would give her a wide berth. Huffing in annoyance she stepped out into the hallway and made her way to the gym, hoping that maybe JUST maybe she could work off her added weight. “Ah wonder if the liftin weights can be set to a few tons?”
Stepping past a few gawking students, Rogue huffed in annoyance until she finally made it to the school gym and went straight to the treadmill. Running for hours and ignoring the stares from some of the others who had been there before her arrival, she continued to keep herself pre-occupied with her workout. “Damn Toad, y’all just HAD to give little ol me your powers, didn’t you? Now I’m not so little…” After a couple hours and breaking into a sweat, she moved onto weights and began making reps. Her increased strength made the act trivial but she was hoping that if she lifted a couple hundred pounds enough times then maybe she’d burn off her new weight in… Oh… A week? Hopefully?
Tired and sore Rogue stopped lifting and leaned forward, her stomach felt less soft but when she sat back up to stand she frowned when it growled furiously. “Oh, come on! How can ah be hungry?! Ah ate that Toad yesterday and that should have set me for ah week!”
“What did you eat mon cherri?”
Turning, her frown deepened when she caught a smirking Gambit leaning against the doorway of the workout gym, eyeing up her new curves and holding back a chuckle. “Why I do believe you had yourself a terrible day yesterday.”
“Remy not ONE word out ah you, not ONE.”
“Oh, come now petit, it’s not so bad.” Waved the Cajun card dealer entering the room. “If anything, that shade o green now matches your uniform no?”
Spinning around and grabbing the man by his chin she glared into his red eyes, fuming. “REMY! What did I just tell you…” At that moment, Rogue realized she wasn’t wearing her gloves, but unlike last time and every time before that… Nothing happened. Bringing her other hand up she began tracing her fingers around his chin and face, the act making her cleavage press up and give the man something to be distracted with while she felt up his skin.
“Remy… Ah can TOUCH YOU!”
Looking at herself in her vanity mirror, Rogue took in a deep breath and sighed. The good news? Her stomach finally deflated and no longer bulged out like she had swallowed a balloon. The bad news? Posing back and forth and getting a better look at herself from the front, sides and behind she found out where all that mass went off to after she finally went asleep last night. The terms ‘thunder thighs’ and ‘booty’ came to mind, among others. Her hips had grown wider and her thighs had thickened quite a bit. Her once heart shaped rear had become a full apple bottom that stood out from behind her. Looking down her stomach had certainly diminished yet the view was now obscured by her much larger bust, her top now looking like it had grown into the E cup range if not larger. Giving her stomach a rub she groused to find that she lost her abs, now sporting a soft middle. And if that wasn’t enough she was still green and froggy.
“Guess that Toad is here to stay… How ahm I gonna live through this?”
Going through her cloths she opted with a pair of daisy dukes without a belt and a button top tied at the front. Normally she would have worn much more but figured with her greasy green complexion and her sudden 80-pound gain, the rest of the campus would give her a wide berth. Huffing in annoyance she stepped out into the hallway and made her way to the gym, hoping that maybe JUST maybe she could work off her added weight. “Ah wonder if the liftin weights can be set to a few tons?”
Stepping past a few gawking students, Rogue huffed in annoyance until she finally made it to the school gym and went straight to the treadmill. Running for hours and ignoring the stares from some of the others who had been there before her arrival, she continued to keep herself pre-occupied with her workout. “Damn Toad, y’all just HAD to give little ol me your powers, didn’t you? Now I’m not so little…” After a couple hours and breaking into a sweat, she moved onto weights and began making reps. Her increased strength made the act trivial but she was hoping that if she lifted a couple hundred pounds enough times then maybe she’d burn off her new weight in… Oh… A week? Hopefully?
Tired and sore Rogue stopped lifting and leaned forward, her stomach felt less soft but when she sat back up to stand she frowned when it growled furiously. “Oh, come on! How can ah be hungry?! Ah ate that Toad yesterday and that should have set me for ah week!”
“What did you eat mon cherri?”
Turning, her frown deepened when she caught a smirking Gambit leaning against the doorway of the workout gym, eyeing up her new curves and holding back a chuckle. “Why I do believe you had yourself a terrible day yesterday.”
“Remy not ONE word out ah you, not ONE.”
“Oh, come now petit, it’s not so bad.” Waved the Cajun card dealer entering the room. “If anything, that shade o green now matches your uniform no?”
Spinning around and grabbing the man by his chin she glared into his red eyes, fuming. “REMY! What did I just tell you…” At that moment, Rogue realized she wasn’t wearing her gloves, but unlike last time and every time before that… Nothing happened. Bringing her other hand up she began tracing her fingers around his chin and face, the act making her cleavage press up and give the man something to be distracted with while she felt up his skin.
“Remy… Ah can TOUCH YOU!”
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