Janet sighed as she looked from the small bottle in her hands, to her reflection, then to the doorway, which Ms. Marvel had just left through. Her heart was beating hard in her chest as she tried to finally make her decision.
When 'True Beauty' had first been announced, Janet's interest had only been mildly peaked. She hadn't put much fait in a product in a info-mercial. but after seeing it's effects firsthand she was having serious doubts. It had turned a lanky, underdeveloped teenager into a mixture of an Olympian Athlete, Supermodel and Movie Star. Janet could only shake her head in frustration as she realized that with only a swipe of her debit card, Kamala had become more attractive than Janet's dieting, workouts, outfits and make-up could make her.
'Imagine what it would do to me?' a small voice in her head whispered. And she realized that the voice was right, as she looked t herself in the mirror. She had a slim, toned figure. Her breasts where not large, but they most certainly were larger than Kamala's had been pre-bottle. Yes, she certainly was still very beautiful.
But it would never hurt to be a little moreso, so she poured herself a dosage, and swallowed.
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"So this is what it feels like," Illyana purred as the four X-babes waltzed down the hallway of the Mansion, soaking up all the attention they were recieving from fellow students. Guys walked into dustbins, doors, walls and even one another in their desperate, mad attempt to catch a glimpse of them.
the sensation of power they had was absolutely intoxicating.
"What in the world-?" Charles Xavier, founder of the school, stammered as he wheeled himself up to the bombshells. All four of whom exchanged gleeful looks as they quickly surrounded the professor. "Who...or what did this to you?" he asked with bewilderment in his voice. It was fairly obvious to the four girls that he was visibly restrining himself from staring at them like a dog stares at meat.
"Oh just a little.... concoction," Pixie chirped merrily as she rubbed her palm over Xavier's shoulder.
"you're always telling us to be the best we can be," Wolfsbane purred as she rubbed his other shoulder.
"and I think we've successfully achieved that, Professor," Jubilee chuckled as she rested on his lap. "I for one have never felt better!"
"Come on girls," Wolfsbane purred, "there's still plenty of guys who haven't seen us yet!" she said, as the four of them departed, leaving the aging parapalegic on his own. *********
"Well that was an absolute bust," Peter muttered to himself as he swung through the streets, having just left the speed dating session. A session which had been packed full of desperate cougars trying to get revenge on their cheating husbands. Of course, with his warped sense of luck, he had managed to get every phone number and email address (even from an obiese 50-something woman whom he was sure was an old friend of his Aunt's).
"Well what was I expecting?" he muttered to himself, "it's not like Wanda, Carol or She-Hulk would even need to go to an event like that. They get love letters without even trying!" he said, as he heard a small commotion below. Quickly landing on the side of a building, he looked for the source of the disturbance, finding the aformentioned She-Hulk duking it out with the Wreaking Crew. "Speak of the goddam devil...." he muttered as he rushed in to join the fray.