Thread: A New Evolution {darkest_fate&Rand}

The pulsing rod within Kitty felt as though it would never stop spurting. Her womb already felt swollen, and she had a distinct bulge in her lower abdomen area. Worse still, her sex kept twitching and writhing, even as the massive mutant began working his cock out of her. Each passing bit of that cock strained against Kitty's nether regions, and the teenager let out another moan as it slid from her. She felt the squelch that the others simply heard, and knew that her sex thrummed. Her previously tight nether lips gaped slightly, seeming to breathe and shudder. Cum continued to leak from that throbbing sex, dribbling down in a near constant flow. Yet this was not to be the end Kitty could feel Apocalypse placing his massive cock upon her rear. The girl moaned again, the noise only slightly muffled by her clenched teeth. Eyes pinched shut, a body tightened, all became accepting, if not ready, for the cock. For Kitty could feel it nestled between each pert cheek of her ass, still spurting cum along her body. The white hot liquid splashed along her, smearing against her back and skin. She could feel it landing upon her hair, the ropey strands of it dangling along the brunette locks. The cum seemed to stream, coating kitty's back, even hitting upon her head. She could feel the seed dribbling down her front, just coming within range of her lips. All this, Rogue saw with almost painful clarity. The Goth's eyes could not leave her friend, who kept moaning and squirming like a bitch in heat. Load after load of cum shot over Kitty's body, glazing the teenager. That cock seemed as though it would never stop spewing forth like a hose. To Rogue's surprise, a few globs connected with her. The Southern Goth let out a slight yelp, feeling the hot, sticky stuff upon her cheek. She stared at the mutant who produced who, who returned her gaze with a smile that send shivers down Rogue's back. At last, it appeared to have ended. Apocalypse strolled, almost casually, around Kitty. Rogue watched with horror as he patted the girl's head, effectively treating her very much like her name sake. A pet, one that pleased. Kitty looked up at the blue mutant, her own blue eyes hazy and decidedly glazed. The sea of pleasure and pain would not give up its victim, not for some time. Words, then parting tendrils. With a wet splurt, Kitty landed upon the puddle of mixed cum. The teenager lay there, her only movement deep breaths and slight twitches, the cum seeming to almost seep about her. Rogue then realized that the attention had moved upon her. She looked to their captor as he approached, fear seeping into every bit of her. Her sex felt colder still, the wetness from her earlier treatment now seeming a cruel prophet. The mutant taunted his captor, and Rogue glared daggers at him. She still dreaded what was to come, knew that he would likely take her virginal body in a very similar fashion to her friend, yet Rogue could not give up her fight, could not diminish the fire within. It was not in her to do so. So she continued to glare, to threaten him with her gaze. Even to squirm slightly against the tendrils that bound her. Then commands, given off hand, as though Rogue were a servant and Kitty the bride. She hissed at him, shot insults, but he ignored them all, simply leaving with only a parting glance toward the panting, soaked Kitty. The tendrils lowered Rogue, and the teenage mutant lowered herself to all fours. Several great, hiccuping sobs racked her body, and she pounded against the ground with her fist. Seconds passed as Rogue gave way to the complex emotions swirling within, seconds before she realized she had better do what she could for her friend. Rogue would then rise unsteadily to her feet, walking over to where the battered and beaten Kitty still lay. The older mutant gently lifted the younger, smaller one. Kitty reflexively threw her arms about Rogue, giving her roommate a dreamy smile. Rogue tried to smile back, but all she could see were the ropey strands of cum still laced throughout her friend's body. Even as she tried to shift her grip, she saw her friend's battered sex still leaking. Kitty needed cleaned though Rogue owed her that. So the Goth dropped the previously perky teen into a bath. With care and some rigor, Rogue bathed Kitty as best she could. It was hardly surprising that decadent smelling oils had been laid forth for their use. These Rogue used as best she could, wanting to banish the sexual smell from her normally innocent looking and feeling friend. It took some time, and proved quite difficult. For one thing, Kitty could not or would not clean herself, and Rogue knew that every inch of Kitty needed cleaning. So the Goth had to dutifully scrub her friend's sex and ass, using a copious amount of oils on both. This proved especially awkward as Kitty had a small orgasm after several seconds of teasing, one that was rewarded with a gripping hug that almost pulled Rogue into the waters. Soon after, Kitty was dried and set aside, her still mostly intact clothes laid next to her. Rogue tried to wash out her own clothing as best she could it appeared that their captor wasn't going to provide them with spares. Rogue's garments had received worse treatment than Kitty's own, with the various juices staining them. So Rogue had to opt for a soft towel to wrap about her body while she continued with the rest of the actions. This also meant feeding the still catatonic Kitty as well as herself. In time, Kitty curled up on Rogue's lap, falling into a deep, satisfied sleep. Rogue attempted to get as comfortable as she could, staring at the door. Her thoughts chased one another around for some time, till sheer exhaustion overwhelmed her, dashing her into the same slumber that possessed her young friend. Neither would know how long it would be till their captor arrived, or even if they would be awake for his return.