A few hours later I sat in my room trying to decide what to wear for Kitty.  My X-men uniform seemed inappropriate, but I didn't want to wear anything that would hide my figure either.  I'd face kitty with what she'd done to me, and with what she desired.  Finally I chose a band t-shirt that was way to small, it let my entire lower belly roll hang out, and clung to the rolls and folds of my upper abdomen in a way I would have found disgusting not so long ago, tonight I hoped it would be its own kind of alluring.  I struggled with some elastic banded shorts, when I got them on they looked more like underwear than an actual garment, but that suited me well enough.  Now I just had to figure out what to do while I waited.

I was stressed of course.  I finally had Kitty coming to me.  I looked down at the broad ring of flesh poking out from underneath my shirt and I wanted to eat, but I wasn't sure that would be the right thing to do in front of Kitty.  Plus my cupboards were nearly bare.  I decided to take a little wander in my head.  Rachel was busy, I couldn't really pull her away to go eat.  I tugged at Alani's mind; poor thing was trying to run on a treadmill.  Guess she was out to.  Finally I latched onto little Megan Gwynn, Pixie.  She was just fluttering into the cafeteria anyway.  I slid into her mind like Santa going down a chimney.  I walked up to the serve yourself cereal station and poured myself a giant bowl of Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs and started going to town.  While I stuffed Pixie's freckle covered face I began to rummage around in her head.  It was interesting.  The young fairy like X-Man had some real magic in her due to a little adventure in Limbo, and the power of it, the potential, it was almost intoxicating.  As I walked her lithe body up for a second and then third helping of my favorite cereal, I pondered what it would be like to possess the mind of a truly powerful magic user.  Bending reality to my whim the way I did minds, it had a certain appeal to it.

Suddenly I heard a knock on my door.  I left Pixie's body, her mouth completely full of cereal and began to hoist myself up to answer the door.  I looked at my hands as a I grabbed the door knob, they'd gotten really pudgy an fat was rolling over my wrist.  "Hey Kitty!"  I said it enthusiastically, but I was trying to project a certain awkwardness too.  "Hi Xian."  She was definitely a little awkward.  "What brings you by?  We hardly see each other anymore what with you out X-Man-ing and me doing the guidance councilor thing."  I gave her a sort of half hug that pressed my breasts into her torso slightly.  "Well, umh"  I had to admit it was nice to see her off her footing for once.  "It's just, I'm sure you probably know, I've been seeing Rachel Grey, and I just wanted to sort of apologize...about before."  I tried to let her see just a flash of the pain I'd gone though, and then tried to cover it.  "I know, its fine."  Kitty interrupted, "I didn't lie before.  I really thought I was totally straight.  It wasn't that I didn't care for you or anything, I just couldn't think about women like that then."  The inside me smiled a wicked little smile.  "Look Kitty, I'm a big girl, I can be honest.  It really hurt when you rejected me, but I was okay with it I made my piece, and yeah it hurt when you started seeing Rachel too, but I understood.  I know how it is when you're with someone special, how obstacles that would other time seem insurmountable are nothing, how you'll do things you just never thought you'd do."  She smiled at that, and I burned up inside a bit.

"You really didn't need to come apologize to me about this."  She looked awkward and uncomfortable.  "Xian, I don't really know how to say this, but I was worried that what happened with us, and with me and Rachel, I was worried that was responsible for...  I saw you that one day, you saw us and ran off, and I've always felt like..."  I sat down heavily, and I tried to feign a little reservation.  "Oh.  That.  Look Kitty I just got fat, it's not a big deal.  It was awkward for a while, but I'm good with it."  I patted my big belly jiggling it.  Kitty burst into tears.  "It is my fault.  It's my fault you..."  "I what?  Ruined my body, blew up like a balloon.  Kitty...yeah Kitty, I did start over eating cause I was depressed over you, but you know what I found out?  All those years ago, the scared little me that had just gotten out from under Farouk's thumb was depressed, not cause I was huge and fat, I was depressed cause he was right, cause what I really wanted was to indulge myself, to actually live for myself, to let myself be happy even if that meant doing things that up till that point I'd though of as wrong."

Kitty screwed up her face  "You mean you want to be fat?  I shook my head, my chins wobbling a bit with the movement.  "Not necessarily.  What I'm saying is I'm gonna do what I want to do, and I'm not gonna let a bunch of people think something is wrong going to stop me.  I'm gonna eat what I want when I want, I love it, and if that makes me obese, oh well, who is anyone to judge.  On the other hand i straight up can't run at all, it's hard to find clothes, and people laugh at me behind my back, but we're mutants, if we can't be okay with looking different from each other who can."  Kitty nervously said "I don't think you look bad Xian.  It's different now than originally.  When Farouk was in control of you, you looked hideous and twisted.  Now you just look incredibly soft and round."

"Don't," I said.  "You don't have to say that kind of stuff."  "It's True though.  You have a beauty to you.  You may not be traditionally beautiful, but Xian, I think....I really think that maybe you're better this way.  I smiled at her.  "Look I said, I need to get some exercise, keeping this body running is a lot of work.  I was gonna go to the pool, I don't think a lot of people are gonna be there right now, do you want to come with me?  Kitty nodded, "Sure.  I'll need to stop by my room and change though."  I nodded, "Okay, let me change real quick."  I walked over to my dresser and pulled off my shorts and panties letting Kitty see my wobbling cellulite covered ass, I struggled my shirt off revealing my rolls of back flab.  I pulled on a bikini bottom that'd I'd procured a little over a week ago, it was already tight, but the bikini top fit okay, my breasts weren't growing to much.  I turned around to find Kitty blushing as she watched my nearly nude blubber encased body shifting in front of her.

As we walked towards Kitty's room I tried to think what I was doing.  Could I really just use Rachel to push Kitty towards me, to encourage her to gain weight?  Doing that would be against most everything Professor Xavier had ever taught about the morality of mental powers, it was something Farouk would have done... no Farouk would have been far more direct about it.  We arrived at Kitty's room she ducked in and came out quickly in a one piece bathing suit, pretty generic looking, but then I guess Kitty, like me, had never been to much into clothing.

"God you're thin." I remarked.  Kitty's face clouded and the inner me smiled. "I kind of wish I wasn't" she said hesitantly.  I tried to look puzzled.  She flushed "I... I don't mean I want to be... be like..."  "A big ball of dough." I finished for her snarkily.  "You're putting words in my mouth Xi'an, I told you I don't see you like that, I thought you didn't either.  I just mean that I wouldn't mind putting on a bit more mass, feel a little more voluptuous, more substantial."  Oops, guess I shouldn't make so many self deprecating comments.  "Sorry Kitty, it's a first line of defense.  Still, hard for me to imagine a plump Kitty Pryde...you just wasn't big ol' Emma Frost breasts don't you?" I snickered.  By this time we'd reached the pool.  I'd been wrong there was one other person there, well three other people, but they practically only counted as one.  The tiny Emma Frostettes, the Stepford Cuckoo's lazed in beach chairs on the side of the pool sunning their pale perfect young skin.


"I don't want big breasts Xi'an, I just want to feel a bit more significant, I always feel like I'm going to fade away."  Kitty did her airwalking trick walking over the water, and then down into it like there were steps for her.  I meanwhile carefully walked down the actual hand railed steps that lead into the pool, at this size I didn't even want to think about slipping and landing on the concrete.  "Well believe me Kitty, it isn't hard to put on weight, heck if I don't stop soon, I'm not gonna be able to move."  I felt cold water lap between the folds of my belly and the whole of me shuddered.  "How much have you gained?" she asked.  I told her, and she gaped.  "I was mostly kidding though, it's seemed to level off, though now that I've completely stopped with the field exercises with the kids, I am a tad worried I'll put on some more, and it's already gotten pretty awkward to do some things.  Why do you think we're here?"

"I hadn't thought about it, maybe you just want to see me in a swimsuit."  Kitty smiled sly and splashed at me.  I tried to splash back, but my tummy actually got in the way a little bit.  Suddenly I heard another voice "That better not be the reason Xi'an, or at least if it is, I better get to enjoy it to."  Rachel stood there in a complicated looking swimsuit that barely covered anything; she leapt over me and created a huge splash as she entered the water.  The Cuckoos on the side of the pool were sprayed by water.  "Hey!"  One of them shouted, I couldn't tell them apart, so don't ask me which one.  "If I wanted to be wet, I'd be in the pool, watch what you're doing you whale."

"Hey, that wasn't me, that was skinny over there"  The tiny blonde wrinkled her nose at me.  Fine I'm sorry, but seriously, shouldn't your be wearing something that covers a bit more skin, swimsuits are meant to cover your fat bum, not the other way around.  That was it, I reached into trio's mind, and suddenly the brat who had been verbally assaulting me found her sisters taking her by the arms and then all three were leaping into the pool.  I swam over to the spluttering blonde.  "I see why they call you cuckoos.  We live in a world of people made of wax, and people with octopus tentacles, and you're making fun of how people look."  She gained back her composure.  "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that, I should have made fun of how much you eat."  This wasn't going to go anywhere good, i changed tacks.  "You know what you're right, I've fattened myself up, but I'm okay with my body, are you girl okay with yours.  I certainly don't see you with Emma's confidence.  Tell you what, I'll walk naked through the halls between periods if you will, we can see who's more confident."

All three of the blonde bitches blushed.  "What, no, have all those dirty boy eyes on us.."  I grinned, "Oh, my dirty girl eyes might take a peek as well."  They recoiled; it was creepy to see the same expression on all their faces at once.  "We're going; we won't share this pool with deviants."  "Oh that's fine, Ill just enjoy the view as you leave."  One of them made a little "o" with their mouths.  They climbed out of the pool face forward, not showing me their nubile little bottoms.  Well I knew who I was going to use for my out of body binges from now on.

Rachel put her arms around my shoulders, sinking into my flesh slightly.  She looked surprised at how fat I really was up close, but she didn't show it long.  "That was great Xian; I've wanted to put those little brats in their place since I came back here."  I turned to face her, "They aren't nearly so cosmopolitan and sophisticated as they'd like everyone else to think...prudes.  so you think I'm putting the moves on your girl Rachel?"  I pushed myself into her head... I was getting to good at this.  "I don't know, are you?"  I could sense some actual feelings of worry from her.

"I said it to Kitty earlier; I'm over that all now.  You have nothing to worry about from me."  After that bit of awkwardness, the three of us swam around for a bit, playing mostly, but I did some actual laps, my legs really did need to build some muscle, I might not get to many comments now, but I think if I had to use one of the Professor's old chairs even I'd get tired of the constant stream of sermonizing.

As I walked home, I did my best to dry off my colossal body.  Water pooled in every fold of back fat, running down my skin and dripping off my hanging belly.  I doubted anyone would care for me drenching the carpet, so I stood outside the door to the main building as I tried to towel off.  I felt exhausted and completely starved.  I cast out for a body to hijack someone already in the cafeteria... and perfect!  The Cuckoos had gone in for some bottled water...well they were going to stay for a meal.  Just a few months ago, three bodies at once, especially ones with such powerful minds, would have been a tremendous challenge, but I guess things had changed.  For whatever reason supplanting their minds with mine was as easy as diving into the water.  Not that diving was actually all that easy for me anymore.

Since there wasn't anyone to really see them there, I piled our plates high.  I sat the three of them down, and had fun playing with the dynamics of the three bodies.  Having one feed two, or two feed one.  I ate until the Cuckoo's tiny bellies strained from the food I'd packed into them.  Each of the diminutive blondes was sporting a food baby of comparatively amazing proportions.

I entered my little apartment, brushing my stomach painfully against the edge of a table as I did so.  It was getting cramped in there, but I could hardly request better quarters cause I was to fat for mine to fit anymore.  I was hungry again, I was always hungry now, just walking a bit made me want to sit down and eat, after all that swimming I was starved.  I'd plopped my ass down on my bed; my legs spread wide, my belly spilling off the edge.  God I wanted food.  I tried to get back up, but my legs just felt numb, to sore from moving all my bulk around in the water.  I decided i was gonna have to settle for eating in...now who to be my delivery girl.

I searched around, but everyone seemed to be doing something where they'd be missed.  Loa had taken my place in the pool, her thick blubber coated arms pulling that huge round belly of hers through the water.  I didn't feel right about pulling her away from exercise so I could have her binge for me.  Everyone else was busy with training or classes, or some kind of X-men task.  I damned myself for not using the Cuckoos earlier, now they were helping Emma tune Cerebra, squirming uncomfortably in their too tight pants.  I smiled wryly at that at least.  Finally I found someone who wasn't doing anything important...Rachel.  She and Kitty had just parted ways, and she was walking towards her room.  "Well now," I thought to myself, "Time to put some meat on those bones, give Kitty a little taste of what being with a big girl can be like."

I walked around the campus in Rachel's skinny lil bod.  I had to admit it was nice to walk around without my belly constantly slapping into my thighs, without getting out of breath after a few meters.  I passed Cyclops and felt awkward affection within me.  More and more I found myself becoming, or at least merging with those that I possessed.  I didn't really want to go back to the caf, so I headed us down to the stores.  All the schools food resource were stored in the sub basement area of the mansion, the ones they built on after I'd left the first time with all of the tech the Professor had gotten from his Shi'ar girlfriend.  The room was warehouse sized and every shelf had some kind of generically labeled food product, like something out of Repo Man.  I wanted milkshakes and maybe some if I could get it fresh.  Though if there was fresh fish it probably would be served up during dinner...well I could always have another dinner.

I looked around Rachel's mind trying to find what treat she'd most savor.  Chocolate covered coffee beans, whip cream, anything with sugar it turned out.  Growing up in a nightmare future doesn't leave much time for desert.  Well I'd make sure Ray got all the dessert she could eat from now on.

Unable to find anything in the capacious room of food stuffs, I thumbed through a computer database off in the corner.  Browsing through the warehouses contents I found what I was looking for easily enough.  "Shakes, shakes... ice cream is all in its own refrigerated area, but I guess I'll have to make the shake myself" I said it out loud listening to Rachel's contralto voice with a trace of my accent.  I'd have to watch that.  There were some shakes listed though, super concentrated nutrient shakes.  The people who'd gave the X-men most of their technology were aliens descended from birds, and they had FAST metabolisms.  They'd given us some of the stuff they used to help starving Shi'ar recover quickly, but if a normal human took something like that... The possibilities played through my mind, and I couldn't help but like my lips, our lips.  It was time for me to experiment.

I sat on Rachel's bed wearing boy shorts and a white tank top.  I couldn't help but grope our breasts slightly envious, my bosom had been small before, and even now they were more like wide pancakes than Rachel's firm orange sized tits..  I'd popped open the large plastic like bag of shake mix.  The instructions said it was supposed to be highly diluted, even for the Shi'ar, so taking it straight should give some extremely interesting results.  The stuff didn't look like it would taste good, it barely even looked like food, it was black and  glossy, like some kind of weird toothpaste or oil, still it was supposed to be safe so I tentatively dipped a finger in and liked a tiny bit off the end of it.  I was expecting something bitter or even rotten tasting but what i got was a sort of strange savory taste, almost meaty, like drinking a steak sautéed with mushrooms, given its slightly grainy pasty consistency this was a bit disconcerting, but I started guzzling the stuff, feeling it running down Rachel's esophagus to sit leaden in our stomach.

I drank Shake after shake feeling more and more stuffed.  Far more full than I'd ever had in my own body.  I lay down and began rubbing our belly, it felt rock solid with everything I'd packed in it, and it ached painfully.  I tried not moving, not upsetting my stomach anymore, I almost though about inducing vomiting, or even calling Beast or one of the other docs, but the pain and awkwardness slowly faded.  When it did I noticed something, my stomach, our stomach, was empty.  I looked in the mirror, I might have imagined it, but Rachel's face looked fuller.  I couldn't help but smile.  There'd been enough of that shake mix for an army, I'd taken a forty two forty pound bags with me, and there had to be thousands and thousands more, the X-men didn't half ass stocking food.  If I was right about what I thought all 80 lbs of that would be on Rachel's body by the end of the night.  I couldn't wait to see Kitty's eyes when her lover was covered in fat, could we get her to eat some too?  Thinking about feeding Kitty, fattening her up and then pressing our fat together felt ecstatic.  I once again searched through Rachel's memories, for that one beautiful moment when Kitty had sat on the ground nearly shapeless with all her accumulated fat, and happy as a clam.  With one hand I fed our body more and more of the calorific liquid and with the other I reached down to explore our lower regions, and as I found our sweet spot, my eyes began to roll back in my head.  "Kitty, Kitty, mmmmm....KITTY!!"

I awoke to a great pain in my belly.  I felt so hungry and so disoriented.  I tried to sit up quickly, but the motion just sent shockwaves through my flesh, and I ended up with my head back on the bed.  My huge stomach was getting in the way of me simply sitting up.  Slowly I rocked myself out of bed, feeling the meaty slap of my panus against my pale shapeless thighs.  "Fuck." I said aloud.  "What'd happened?  Oh god, Rachel" I thought to myself.  I was so busy with I'd forgot to get food myself.  "Fuck."  I was gonna have to go to the caf.  I looked at the clock.  It was 2 a.m. no one would be there right now, but no food would be out either, at least not any more than cereal in hoppers, I wanted protein.  I guessed I could go back down to food storage, but I really had no desire to lug bulk bags of food all the way back here and THEN have to cook.  Finally I decided to head into the mansion proper.  There was always some food in the little kitchen on the first floor.  I barely dressed, short shorts, and a tank top that did little besides cover my breasts, if anyone was up this late they could just deal with having to see a fat woman.

The night air was cool on my skin and sweat began to form as I forced myself to waddle across the campus.  My bare rolls bounced up and down smacking against each other with each step.  By the time I got to the side door that lead into the kitchen I was completely out of breath.  I put my arms against the wall to support myself for a second, and then I gave a start as Wolverine walked out of the door.  He looked at me huffing and puffing, my skin shiny with sweat and got an expression on his face like he was going to say something.  I shot him what I hoped was a deadly glare, and then he just smiled.  "Darlin'," he said " You just keep right along, I know better than to get between a fat girl and her food."  I grimaced and sucked in a deep breath.  "Cute" I wheezed "that's some good advice, though I gotta say, I think your line about being the best there is at what you do...well is what you do pissing women off."  "Among other things." He smiled again and disappeared off into the night, going wherever the hell he was always going.  "Asshole" I muttered under my breath.  Short hairy centegenarian Canadians shouldn't throw stones.

I entered the kitchen and sat hard on a small wooden chair sitting in the corner.  I heard it crack as my weight hit it.  "Fuck." I swore for the third time that night.  I stood back up and looked at the chair, spreading my legs in order to bend over.  I'd sat down hard enough to break the brace between the side legs, and sitting back down on it might just finish the job, besides, the seat didn't really hold my ass anyway.  I sunk to the floor instead, still to winded to really do anything.  I sat there with my back against the dishwasher just trying to compose myself, this was getting embarrassing, why hadn't I just slipped into somebody's dreams and had them sleep cook me up something. When I'd finally caught my breath completely I attempted to get back up, but it was a lot more difficult than sitting down.  I twisted my body, finally getting myself on my hands and knees, my naked belly spread out on the cold kitchen tiles.  I shivered as I slowly got to my knees and used the kitchen counter to help pull myself to my feet.  God I was getting big.  I was a little scared honestly.  Afraid of what would happen if I couldn't get up one day, if I couldn't find help.  I thank I almost teared up, maybe I did a little as I stood cooking my huge and very early breakfast, my body positioned sideways so that I my belly didn't push me to far away from the stove. For all my talk about being who I wanted to be, doing what I wanted to do, I was still worried that I was falling into some kind of trap, making myself a prisoner of myself.  I tried to put it out of my mind, tried to remember that I had a power that meant there was always someone to help me, even if that person WAS me, and as I began to eat, filling my empty belly with breakfast meats and hash browns, I began to calm down.  I stuffed greasy sausages into my mouth, swallowing them almost without chewing, rejoicing in their hot juices on my tongue.  I devoured a carton of eggs in a huge omelet that would have fed anyone else for a week.  I never felt more in control than when I ate.  My mouth was tired from the shear effort of chewing all the food I was consuming, but I only felt confidence and power.  With each bite my thoughts got clearer.  IF I got so fat I couldn't move, I'd have people move for me.  If there was something I couldn't do myself, I was gifted to be able to make others do it.  Whatever I needed, whatever I WANTED, I could get it, and it wouldn't matter if I was so big that the Juggernaut couldn't move me, cause I could move anyone I wanted..

Suddenly I heard something behind me,  I started, thinking guiltily that someone had somehow heard my thoughts.  I turned and for a minute i didn't know who I was looking at, the hall they were coming from was dark, and their wasn't much light coming from the kitchen.  Then it hit me.  "Rachel?"  I practically whispered.  I was shocked, and it was a good thing, if I wasn't I never would have been able to suppress the wicked grin.  She was HUGE... well, she was pretty fat, I was HUGE.  I took in her body, chubby rounded face only emphasized by her short red hair, a pooched out and slightly droopy lower belly, her breasts spilled out of the tank top we'd been wearing earlier, pink areolas visible against her pale skin, a few tiny stretchmarkes graced each breast with a few charming imperfections, but the real change was her hips and thighs.  She was so wide, mounds of fat accumulating on the outside of her thighs...saddlebag thighs I thought they were called, they rubbed each other as she walked towards me.  I couldn't wait to see her ass, Id betted it was ginormous.  I'd be to occupy by...other matters, to examine my handiwork earlier, now I was regretting it.

"Rachel" I said again, "What happened".  She was staring at me, her eyes wet, biting her lip.  What had I done?  Then she started blubbering, I'm sorry Xi'an, I'm so sorry, I was jealous and I did something stupid.  I thought you were gonna steal Kitty.  She won't talk about it, but she keeps thinking about how fat your getting, she kept looking at you at the pool." she took a long breath.  "I had to do something, had to gain some weight, there was stuff in the basement, weight gain shakes, and I just kept drinking them and now I'm faaaattt!"  Her pudgy body was shuddering, she didn't have a clue that everything shed done to herself had been me.  I'd done this to her so I had to take responsibility.  I stepped toward her, embracing her body with my fat encased arms.  "It's okay.  Kitty loves you.  She's not gonna leave you, not for me, not because of the way anyone looks.  She's not that kind of person" and I realized it as I said it.  She wasn't that kind of person, it didn't matter what I did, what I schemed, she loved Rachel, and in that moment everything changed.  "It's okay I said as I stroked Rachel's hair, caressed her cheek.  You look good, you feel good right...you will feel good."  I grabbed Rachel's face, brought it towards mine, her eyes grew wide in shock and confusion as I kissed her hard, and as I did so I thrust my mind into hers, pulling her into me, now and forever merging our minds into one.  Now we were Xi'an and we were Rachel, and Kitty would love us.