Rogue Selfcest - X-Men Evolution

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This idea was inspired by the work of two artists. Mac, formerly of Catthouse, who drew this little doozy, which I spoilered for being pretty big;

and Blacktoe, who draws a fantastically curvy Evolution Rogue, also spoilered for being big;

One weekend, after spending all week asking herself if she was really that desperate to get laid (and deciding that yes, she is), Rogue goes to young Jamie Madrox, aka Multiple, and asks if she can borrow his powers for a few hours. He's naturally leery of being knocked out for an hour or so, but a bag of candy sweetens the deal, and in short order Rogue rushes back to her bedroom, putting a 'Do Not Disturb!' sign on the door before locking it firmly behind herself.

She strips naked, taking a few minutes to looks at herself in the mirror and admire her fit, firm, curvy teenage body, before taking a deep breath and clapping her hands once, triggering Multiple's powers.

And that's where her plans start to go awry.

Instead of the single duplicate of herself she was expecting, three of them appear.

It's a mild annoyance, but Rogue is undeterred; she grabs the closest duplicate and starts making out with her, enjoying the feel of hot bare skin on her own without the surge of powers and memories that usually accompanies it. The duo eventually stumble over to the bed, and after a bit more making out and experimental groping, the original and her copy end up in a sixty-nine, with the original on the bottom, her head up near the head of her bed.

She'd never call herself a lesbian, but with the amount of fun she's having eating out the tight little twat of her duplicate, and being eaten out in turn, Rogue is giving serious consideration to classing herself as bisexual. The second tongue that gets added to her pussy after a while, along with the fourth duplicate parting the curvy buttocks of the duplicate on top of the original so she can tongue her arse, only add to the heat of the moment.

Eventually the sixty-nining duo orgasm, and after the Rogue on top rolls off of the original, Rogue gets her first look at the room since her duplicate sat on her face and got her thoroughly distracted...and her plans have got distinctly pear-shaped.

Instead of the single duplicate she'd originally planned or the three she'd ended up with, there are dozens of Rogues in the room, engaging in a one-girl orgy. There are Rogues all over the floor, making out, tribbing, sixty-nining or daisy-chaining. Some of them have raided her wardrobe, wearing her bikinis, or pulling on the few pieces of sexy lingerie she owns. One is wearing her sexy 'bride of Dracula' dress she wore for a play, while another is wearing the leather jacket, knee-high boots, choker and sunglasses she wore during her stint as a 'Bayville Siren'.

A small crowd is groping, kissing, and fingering each other as they watch two other Rogues laid out on her big writing desk; one of them is bent over and getting the biggest of Rogue's few dildos pushed up her tight virgin arse, while the other has her legs spread wide for another Rogue who is working on getting her whole hand into her pussy.

Maybe she shrugs her shoulders, thinking 'to hell with it', and dives into the orgy.

Or possibly she tries to get things under control, barking out orders, only for a few grinning duplicates to shove her back onto the bed on tie her hands to the headboard, before another Rogue sits on her face to muffle her shouts.

Either way, the next morning she wakes up, Multiple's powers having faded, and there's clothes strewn all over the room. Her biggest vibrator is buzzing weakly in her arse, the butteries starting to die. And depending on her she reacted earlier, it's quite possible she's still tied to the headboard...