I am sorry this took longer to finish than expected. This began at forty pages and is now over eighty. A few specific passages didn't work for me and it took a while to break them down and rewrite them with more detail and I feel a better flow to them.
Just a word with everything that is going on. Be safe, take care of yourselves, and I wish you health and happiness during these trying times. With that, feel free to vote, comment, or drop me a suggestion. Without further ado part 11.
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Whatever Happened to Bobby Drake:
There was a queue to log back into the game. However, rank has its privileges. I wasn't the first to enter the upgraded game, but I was damn close. I spent ten seconds in the white room ready and eager to see what they had done. The clock hit zero and I found myself on the roof of a skyscraper. The first thing I noticed is that I was naked. The second thing is that dawn was mere seconds away. The third and most alarming thing was that my HUD was screeching warning alarms like crazy. I pulled it down to see what the hell was going on. I found the flashing red indicator that simply read.
'Warning: Dawn alert!! Seek shelter immediately!!'
I yelped as the sun breached the horizon. I felt the burning sensation everywhere. I dove for cover bitching and screaming as I huddled in the shadows of an air conditioning tower. As the sun began to rise, I was losing protection. I dove back into my HUD and nothing was selected. I was a blank character. All my stuff was there just unchecked, points unspent. I desperately clicked into the search bar and sought my daywalker blessing. I found it and activated it. I looked down at my naked foot which was now bathed in sunlight and it wasn't ablaze.
"Fuck! That was close!" I cursed loudly.
"Language!" Gwen cried out above me. "Why are you naked up here?" She asked licking her lips. It was only then after my panic had died down that I noticed the new level of realism that had been introduced. The previous version looked and felt real but this one didn't seem to differentiate between the waking world. I suppose it was the difference between a 1K display and going to 4k or higher. The colors were crisper, the breeze cooler, and her scent more intoxicating. I spied a single rivulet of sweat running from Gwen's hairline down her cheek and between her cleavage. "I've missed you, wanna bang the shit out of me?" She asked her musk heavy in the air and driving me crazy.
"Language," I purred as I paused the game and activated skills and abilities, spent my points that I felt that truly fleshed out Ghost Fire. I chose but didn't activate my armor or weapons yet. "Get over here." I said slipping back into the scene. I grabbed her by the hair, pulled her close, and kissed her hungrily. She slipped out of her costume as our tongues dueled. I felt her sweaty body press against mine. My free hand cupped one of her ass cheeks and she moaned in my mouth.
"Damn Ghost man, that was one hell of a kiss!" She gasped. "MMMMM Make me your little slut!" Gwen begged so different from the shy little thing I had first met so long ago. My hunger had done this, and I'd have it no other way.
"As you wish," I growled. "On your knees, yeah just like that, open wide and unnnnn yeah... suck it you filthy little... aw shit!" I cursed. "We have company."
"Are you kidding me?!" Gwen snapped angrily. "Oh... hi guys!" She changed her tone instantly seeing Nightcrawler and Shadow Cat watching us. "What's up?"
"He is," Shadow Cat giggled. "Man, is he up!"
"Lose an eye if you aren't careful Gwen." Nightcrawler whimpered as she chewed her lower lip and fought the urge to touch herself. "Jean and Professor X sent us to find him."
"I have to finish my patrol anyway." Gwen frowned. I grabbed her by the back of her head, kissed her, and then whispered in her ear. "Really! Just me! Ha... in your faces!!" She picked up her uniform and sniffed it. "Could you... you know magic it clean?"
I took it from her and sniffed it. It smelled like a horny nineteen-year-old girl. I conjured up a small storm cloud just above her head and as it rained on her I rummaged through my memory. Oh yeah, I cast a simple cantrip that would launder her costume. As I cast the spell a mystic circle surrounded my wrist and a glow enveloped the uniform. I gave it a test sniff and it smelled minty fresh. I conjured a breeze to dry Gwen off and handed her the costume.
"Nice! Later guys!" She cried out after she dressed and fired off a drag line.
Thwip!!
She was gone in seconds. I took my time summoning each piece of my armor as I took in the drastically different beauties waiting for me. Shadowcat, also known as Kitty Pryde, was average height with shoulder length brown hair, hazel eyes, and a slim muscular build. She had that Midwestern girl next door good looks. Nightcrawler on the other hand was taller, with a more filled out build, a great rack, an amazing ass, and a Wonderbra tail for the pulling. Her skin was a deep blue as was the light coat of fur she was sporting. It contrasted nicely with the mane of indigo hair she had in a dramatic undercut that reminded me of Sombra from Overwatch. Top the look off with eerie yellow eyes, noticeable fangs, and prominent pointed ears for an exotic fae look and if you liked your girls over the top, she was perfect.
I finished activating my armor and declared myself ready to travel. I watched Nightcrawler and Shadow Cat interlink fingers and hold on tight. Maybe it was because I was a teleporter that I sensed something different about this mode of travel. When we arrived inside the mansion of Professor X the first few seconds, we were intangible. Somehow these two had learned how to link their abilities. It allowed Nightcrawler to teleport while out of phase making landings perfectly safe. Interesting.
"Cerebro is this way," Shadow Cat said walking in front of me. I stared at her ass the entire time. Nightcrawler hopped onto my shoulders and asked about Gwen and me. Her scent was strong but different from Gwen. Perhaps it was because she was a mutant or her diabolical nature.
"So, you and Gwen huh?" Nightcrawler asked in a sexy whisper.
"Yep." I said trying to be a good boy even though her demonic pheromones were quite enticing. "You smell nice."
"You hear that Kitty, I smell nice." She relayed to the other mutant.
"He means your pussy," Kitty Pryde fired back testily. "Is he staring at my ass still?"
"Sure, looks like it," Nightcrawler giggled. "Jiggle... wiggle... aw shit!"
BAMF!! She vanished in a cloud of brimstone.
I coughed as she teleported away my face and head shrouded in a dank sulfurous fog. The huge metallic door leading to Cerebro was already halfway open and sliding further open.
"We are here," Kitty said as she turned, and her eyes drifted straight down to my erection. "Nice first impressions dude."
"I met all of you in Latveria," I said and did my best to imagine somebody's anybody's grandma naked.
"Let me," Storm said as she dropped the temperature to below freezing. Ororo Munroe was taller than either of her students at nearly six feet in height. She wore her silky white hair long where it nearly hit the middle of her back. Her dark skin contrasted her pale hair and her blue eyes were her most striking feature. They stood out especially when she used her powers like now. There was an unnatural glow to them as the air temperature plummeted.
"Thanks Storm." I said feeling deflated. "So, what is going on?" I asked seeing all the serious expressions around me.
"Bobby Drake is missing, and I can't find him with Cerebro," Professor X exclaimed apprehensively.
"Is he off world?" I asked trying to eliminate the obvious.
"Not that we are aware of. He went to a party at a club. Rogue informed us that he met a girl. They were making out in a corner and then poof, he was gone." Storm explained.
