Disclaimer: X-Men belong to Marvel Comics, and the writers, artists, etc. that make them ... yadda, yadda, yadda. I make no claim on these characters and also no money.

 

X-Men: Man Enough to Be My Girl

by Heather Sinclair

 

Prologue

"Forgive me father for I have sinned. It has been three and a half years since my last confession." I offered.

It always ends up here; doesn't it? You think you have all of life's riddles solved then something else comes up and bites you on the tail.

The priest responded automatically, almost bored. "The Lord forgives your long absence my son." He paused. "What sins do you have to confess."

What sins indeed. Where should I start?

"Father, I'm a mutant." I said testing the waters.

I heard a smooth shuffle on the other side of the partition as if the priest was sitting up, listening more carefully.

"Indeed." He almost stammered, but gathered himself up rather quickly. "The Lord doesn't play favorites, my son. He loves us all the same."

I almost laughed.

"Does he father?" I sarcastically shot back. "Then why has he seen fit to bestow this curse on me and so many others?"

He didn't take too long in response. "The Lord has his reasons, my son. Yours is a difficult path to walk; however, you have been chosen for a specific purpose."

 

Chapter 1

My name is Kurt Wagner. I was born to a single mother from an impoverished village in Germany, approximately eighteen years ago. To say that I had a normal childhood would be doing an injustice to everything that I hold dear.

You see unlike my friends at the Xavier Institute of Higher Learning I was born a mutant. They developed their gifts later in life, around the onset of puberty.

Some mutants lead perfectly normal lives. They look like you or your parents, every person. Around the time of puberty they might develop certain gifts: the ability to clear up their acne with just a thought, the ability to change the color of Washington Apples from red to blue. Mostly these gifts go unnoticed.

Other mutants develop stronger gifts: the ability to control the weather, the ability to change their physical form with but a mere thought.

Lastly there are the freaks, like me. People born so horribly deformed or so dramatically different from you normal humans that we can't be a part of society.

I was born with blue skin, yellow eyes, two overly large fingers and a thumb on each hand, each foot held two long toes, pointed ears, and lastly a prehensile tail. I look like a demon from hell. My gift is the ability to teleport ('port) from one place to another. I leave a poof of smoke and the smell of brimstone in my wake as I perform this feat, adding to my already demonic vestige.

I was hidden away by my adoptive mother, I never knew my real mother until much later in life, until I was in my teenage years. She had heard of a place in the state of New York in the United States. The Xavier Institute that I had mentioned earlier, well that was the place that I learned to control my powers. I also had the opportunity to form social relationships with other mutants, some like me, some more on the normal side

Professor X runs the place. He's a telepath of extraordinary power. He gathers other mutants and brings them here to his estate. He teaches us control and acceptance of our gifts, along with Algebra, History, and assorted school niceties.

I'll introduce some of the others as we meet them. I just wanted to tell you about the Professor because he was the one who made it possible for me to walk among you normals.

See this thing on my wrist? Looks like a normal diver's watch, doesn't it? Well it's not. It's called an Image Inducer. I only know the basics about its operation, but I'll tell you everything I do know about it.

It utilizes holographic photon particles to form a shroud around me; a shroud of any look that I need. Think if it as a giant condom wrapped over my entire body. This lets me have brown hair, Caucasian skin, the color of my adoptive mother. I even get to have normal blue eyes. I get to have four fingers and a thumb, normal toes, and no tail.

I don't know how the Prof. did it but the wearer can feel through this false cover as if it were his own skin. The mass increases and decreases with the addition of clothes, jewelry, and so forth all generated by the Inducer. Life is almost bearable.

I was given the Inducer by the Professor upon my entrance to the Institute. It was my choice whether or not to use it. Of course I was going to use it. I had lived my life ducking into and out of shadows, avoiding the glares and frighten faces of the people around me.

One other thing I might want to mention is the X-men. We are a group of talented individuals who were woven into a team of sorts. A team that helps others like us, mutants. We also defend the world from the less enlightened of our breed.

There are other mutants out there that have chosen to use their gifts for profit or power. We are there to stop them. You'll meet the others on this team later, because they don't have much to do with my story, except for one... Kitty Pride.

Kitty came on board shortly after I entered the Institute. She was brought to us by her family, newly introduced to her powers. She has the ability to phase her body through solid matter: walk through walls, fall through floors, walk on air, you get the idea.

I have had a thing for Kitty since she became one of us. She is the ultimate in cuteness. Not only physically but spiritually. When we first met I was in my battle garb. This means the blue skin and so forth, the real me. She was scared at first, but I attribute that to her new found abilities and the rest of the X-men popping up in front of her. We can be a frightening force upon first glimpse. Once she got to know us, her true personality came forward.

Kitty always accepted me for who I am, not the blue skinned freak, but the imaged induced real me. I know that sounds weird, like I am contradicting myself, but the 'induced me' is how I feel inside myself. Whenever she saw my true self, she treated me like any normal person. I guess that is why I fell for her.

One day about three years ago, during a particularly bad day of self loathing, I tried to attract her. See I was still a wimpy looking five foot nine, skinny schoolboy, even with the Inducer. The Prof. had programmed the settings to what I would have looked like if I were normal.

Well, Kitty and I were in the mansion's gymnasium, working out. I had excused myself and hit the showers after which I tried to make a few adjustments to the Inducer. I just wanted to add a little height and a bit of muscle definition. Well, needless to say I didn't have the necessary skills to pull this off and wound up looking like the Hulk. It wasn't pretty.

The Professor confiscated the Inducer for repair and upon it's return had programmed it to another body style entirely. Female.

We all had a good laugh at his practical joke slash punishment for me screwing around with it in the first place. He later made a few adjustments and I was back to my old self.

Why am I telling you all of this? I'm getting to that.

It all started one day when Kitty and I were training in the Danger Room, another invention of the Professor's. We use it to train ourselves in team combat. Holo-photonic projections are run through the computer and put on display in the Danger Room. This helps us train against known foes in known and unknown situations.

It is the ultimate video game, with us as participants.

Anyway, Kitty and I were going through a scenario in which we had to negotiate a series of laser cannons to rescue a hostage on the far wall. The lasers aren't really dangerous, but they can give you a nasty sting if you get hit.

The trick is to get the hostage without using our powers, because we aren't always allowed the luxury of using them in the field. We never know when we might be drugged or restrained in some fashion or another that prevents us the use of them.

I do have a slight advantage of excellent dexterity and perfect spatial awareness. Kitty has to rely on her natural human abilities. Don't get me wrong, she is an extremely talented fighter, but that is all the edge she has.

I easily avoided several laser blasts, trying to distract the cannons from Kitty, allowing her to make progress though the maze. The tactic worked for the most part. We had made it about three-quarters of the way through when I noticed that I was getting too far ahead of Kitty and one of the lasers re-targeted on her position.

I was in the middle of a midair somersault when I noticed a cannon reorienting on her.

"Kitty!" I screamed.

I bounced off of the oncoming wall and pushed with every bit of strength in my legs. I had to get to her fast or she was a goner.

The leap was more than enough to get me there. It was just when I did arrive I wound up flying straight through her. She had seen her predicament and had phased out in time enough to avoid the laser from hitting her and me tackling her at the same time.

Almost at once the alarms went off, the scenario ended and a voice came over the loud speaker.

"Kitty, you are not supposed to use your powers in this simulation." Professor X chided her.

I righted myself into a squatting position.

"Yeah, that hurt." I said as I rubbed my head.

Kitty looked properly ashamed, and gave me a hand up. "I'm sorry Kurt."

The Professor came back on. "That will be enough for today. Please return to your classes after you clean up."

We exited the Danger Room and headed to the locker room and a hot shower. We showered separate. I could only wish she was in here with me.

****************

"Ready for Comp. I, Kurt?" Kitty inquired while she was tying her shoes.

We were taking college level courses and Composition was my worst subject.

"Almost." I replied as I strapped the Image Inducer back on my wrist. I didn't really need to take it off in the first place.

"Ok, let's hit it."

She smiled and opened the door. I punched the Inducer's activate switch and followed closely behind.

I realized I had forgotten my books in my room. "Kitty I need to stop at my room first."

I heard it and she heard it, my voice was different. She spun around and her eyes widened. "Kurt, what are you doing."

I stopped "What?"

"I thought the Professor deleted that image from the Inducer. Why'd you bring it back up?" She questioned.

I looked down at myself. Yep she was back, the girl me. I looked down at a gentle swell of breasts, ultra-trimmed waist being showed off by a olive colored midriff top with matching hip hugging shorts and Doc Martin Mary Jane's. I felt earrings tugging at my lobes and brushing my neck.

"Ha ha, very funny. Someone is messing with me." I commented. "Come on the Professor is the only one who can fix this."

I led the way to the Prof.'s office.

**************

"This is disturbing." The Professor noted while examining the Image Inducer. "Were you wearing this during the exercise in the Danger Room?"

"Yes, why?" I replied.

"Would you mind removing it for a moment?" He asked.

I turned my wrist around and unbuckled the strap. Usually when I do this the image that is being displayed flickers and disengages upon being removed. This time it didn't.

The Professor stared at me. "Fascinating."

"Oh my god, Kurt. What did you do this time?" Kitty exclaimed.

I looked down at myself and back up at her then at the Professor. "I didn't do anything," I saw the look of doubt on her face, "really!"

The Professor nodded. "I agree. I believe this had something to do with you falling through Kitty when she phased. We already know that in her phased state, Kitty can play havoc on electronic systems. Apparently it had an adverse effect on the Inducer."

I started to panic a bit. "Adverse effect? This is a little more than an effect. I'm not even wearing the Inducer anymore."

I turned to Kitty. "What did you do to me?"

Kitty looked stricken. "I ... I ...didn't ..."

The Professor interrupted. "Kurt I'm sure there is a logical explanation for this and I am equally sure that we can solve the problem." He nodded to Kitty. "Why don't you return to classes. Kurt, come with me."

*****************

I spent the next seven hours being poked, prodded, bled, and scanned. The last thirty minutes were spent waiting in a observation room for the results of the tests.

The Professor entered the room soon thereafter.

I almost jumped out of the chair that I was sitting in.

"Well, when can you fix this?" I nearly demanded.

The Professor shook his head from side to side. "Kurt, I have some bad news."

Oh no.

***************

I was waiting outside of his office when the door opened.

"Kurt, could you come in here please." The Professor asked.

Kitty was sitting in front of the Professor's desk, her head held low. I took the seat next to her.

"Kurt," the Professor started, "Kitty is going to help you during the transition period. She feels responsible and even though I have explained that this was an accident I think it would be appropriate for her to help you as therapy to reduce her feelings of guilt."

"It was my fault, Professor, no matter what you say." She admitted. "If I just didn't phase out..."

I reached over and grabbed her hand.

"Kitty... " I interrupted. "It was an accident."

She looked back up at me. A small smile appeared on her face.

The Professor added. "Kurt, I haven't given up hope. I just need more time to work on the problem. This new development in Kitty's power to obfuscate and influence electronic equipment on a level such as this is a little beyond my expertise. I have put in a call to a friend of mine, Dr. Henry McCoy.

"He is currently out of the country, but he promised his help on the matter when he returns in six months. "

"Six months?" I said desperately.

The Professor nodded. "He is in Sri Lanka on a sabbatical to control his own mutant abilities. Until he does so, he will not be able to help. That is why I have asked Kitty to aid you in transition."

~*~ Interlude ~*~

"Now that we have that out of the way, what sins do you have to confess, my son?" the priest asked.

I didn't take too long. "I have betrayed a friend, Father."

"In what way?" He responded.

"I betrayed her trust in me."

"Is this friend a girlfriend?" The priest probed deeper.

"Sorta."

"Have you cheated on her with someone else?"

"It's not like that, Father. It is something much worse."

~*~ End Interlude ~*~

 

"Do you want to go to the movies, or not?" Kitty chided me.

"Of course... but." I replied.

She placed her hands on her hips and frowned at me. "We've been planning on seeing this movie for the last two months. You can't back out now because of something as stupid as this."

"Kitty, I'm a girl!" I exclaimed.

Kitty moved her hands to her face in mock horror. "And what is so horrible about being a girl?"

I sighed. I knew I just put my foot in my mouth and should quit before I made things worse.

"Nothing, Kitty. You are right. Lets go."

She blocked the door with her arm, and looked down at my clothes. "You can't go like that."

"What's wrong with the way I am dressed." I replied as I looked down at my clothes.

"Duh, nothing if you want to be made fun of for wearing clothes that went out of style three years ago." She pointed out. "Come on I have some stuff that will fit you."

We went across the hall to Kitty's bedroom where she started going through her closet.

"I asked the Professor if it was ok for you to room with me until you feel ok about...you know."

"Being a girl?" I resigned.

"Yeah." She said softly. "Kurt, I'm sorry."

I knew she felt badly and nothing I say or do is going to turn me back again until the professor can fix what is wrong. However, nothing is going to change how I feel about Kitty, and I don't like seeing the girl I love in pain.

"What did you find?" I asked.

She turned around and held up a very, very small skirt and a baby- tee. "What do you think of this?" She said tentatively.

I could feel my insides cramp up with the revealing nature of the clothing. I think that it must have shown on my face.

She turned around quickly. "I'm sure I have something else."

I had to start somewhere. "Kitty, if you think it is appropriate..."

She almost hopped back, with a large smile on her face. "You will fit right in. trust me." She paused. "And you can still wear your Mary Jane's."

I took the proffered clothes and headed to the bathroom. Once I was in front of the mirror I stopped and took inventory of my new self. I wasn't that much different. Just a little filled out here and there. Longer hair, but I can't really tell how long with it up in a ponytail as it is. My waist is the major difference. I can't believe how thin it is.

I stripped the outer clothing off and tossed it aside. The one thing that shocked me was that as soon as I let go of the clothes, they shimmered and disappeared into nothingness. Weird...really weird. I better tell the professor when I see him next time.

I slipped the olive colored skirt on. It had a zipper on the side that closed the waist band snug against my hips. The tee came next and it didn't cover much else. I kept trying to pull it down, thinking that it was just too short, but I gave up. I remember I used to love seeing Kitty in this outfit, now I'm wearing it.

With a resigned sigh I opened the bathroom door and Kitty squealed in delight. "That outfit looks so good on you." She motioned toward a small table with a bunch of cosmetics on it. "Come on we have to redo your make-up."

I stalled for a second.

"You can't go out there with day make-up. It's not dark enough. You'll look pale as a ghost."

I lowered my eyes and sat at the chair.

She touched up my eyes, making them blacker on the outsides and my lids a little pink and green to match the outfit. I was kinda shocked at how big my eyes looked. She dabbed a darker lipstick on my lips and sat back.

"We'll have to work on your colors a bit. You really aren't a 'warm' shade person with that olive skin of yours."

I thought I was Caucasian. That was until I looked a bit closer. She was right. My skin did take on a bit of a color change with the transition.

"Ok, all done. What do you think?"

I wanted to cheer her up a bit. "I look cute."

"You look more than cute, Kurt."

I turned from the mirror and caught her checking my legs out...at least I thought she was. Nahh, probably just seeing if my shoes match, or something.

She grabbed her purse and headed for the door. "We have to check in with the Professor before we go. He was going to set you up with some I.D., just in case."

Good thinking. I wouldn't want to get busted with my male I.D. in this body. Then a thought hit me.

"Kitty, do you have a purse I could borrow. I don't think I can carry my wallet around in this outfit."

She giggled. "Sure, grab that one on the dresser."

I pulled my money out of my wallet and transferred it to the small purse. I took out my credit cards also. They had K. Wagner imprinted on the front, so I shouldn't have any problems using them if needed.

I followed Kitty to the Professor's office and entered, hearing the Prof. "Excellent, just in time." He was typing something in on his desktop computer. "Kurt, have you chosen a female name that I can put on your new identification card?"

I hadn't really thought about it. "I haven't really thought about it, Professor. It would have to start with a K so I can still use my credit cards."

He looked back and forth between Kitty and myself. "How about Katrina. It would still be Eastern European like Kurt ."

Kitty smiled. "I like it. "

I nodded, not really caring, since I wasn't going to be stuck with it for the rest of my life. "That's fine."

Kitty leaned in to whisper. "We can be Kitty and Kat. That's so cute."

I groaned audibly, and she playfully punched me.

"Hey!" I laughed. "I'm a delicate wallflower now...no hitting."

"Pfft!" She countered.

"Here you go Kurt, or rather Katrina. you should get used to responding to that name." He handed me a totally authentic New York I.D. card and driver's license. Got to love modern science.

I heard Kitty whisper to herself in the background. "Definitely not a wallflower."

Now I know I heard that. I turned around and could swear she was checking me out again. What is going on? Could she be...nah. Maybe that is why she never responded to any of my advances. She's gay?

 

~*~ Interlude ~*~

"Much worse than cheating on her?" The Father repeated.

"I have broken my word to her." I confessed.

I heard a slight chuckle. "My son, we all make promises we can't keep once in a while." He paused. "What is the nature of the promise?"

I felt my throat tighten.

~*~ End Interlude ~*~

 

We sat in the dark, watching the trailers, and waiting for the movie to start when I felt Kitty's hand slip into mine. I was dumbfounded to say the least. In all of the years that I had been chasing Kitty, she had never held my hand.

I looked at her through the corner of my eye and she was just sitting there smiling. Even though I had my suspicions before, I was still shocked. Kitty was gay.

I sat through most of the movie, not really watching anything, just thinking about my situation and Kitty's sudden turn of character toward me. I loved her and if this is what she wants, then who am I to make judgments on the situation. So I kissed her.

I just leaned over and turned her head so her lips met mine. I think she was a bit surprised, but in that brief moment she realized what I was doing and returned my affection with equal enthusiasm.

We spent the rest of the movie with our lips locked, softly exploring each other's mouths for the first time. I have to admit it was kind of thrilling knowing what others would think if they saw two girls kissing.

Before we knew it, the house lights came up and we were the only two left in the theatre. Kitty was flushed. Her lipstick had long since been washed away due to my ministrations. I could only guess what I looked like.

"I think we need to freshen up a bit before we head back to the mansion." I offered.

She didn't reply except with a nod of her head.

~*~

"What's with the furniture?" I said as we entered the woman's restroom.

Kitty just smiled and pulled on my hand until we were in front of the mirror.

"Wow!" I exclaimed.

I was a mess. I was just as flushed as Kitty. She took out a lipstick and touched up my swollen lips as well as hers. Then came a bit of powder to tone down the redness in our faces. After a few minutes we were almost back to normal. Then I felt the call of nature.

"Kitty I..." I nodded to one of the stalls. She just smiled.

Her silence was starting to bug me. "Why are you being so quiet?"

She frowned a bit and reluctantly spoke. "I didn't want to break the spell. I...I am really enjoying myself, and I think you are too."

I smiled back, nodding in the affirmative.

She motioned to the stall. "Go ahead and do your business. We'll talk after."

I hadn't realized that I was holding her hand until I let go. I entered the stall and went to unzip my zipper. Oops, not in boys clothes. I moved my hands to the side zipper and slipped the skirt down far enough to take it out, and it wasn't there. I hadn't given it a second thought when I changed clothes earlier. I just assumed it would still function like my old body, there, just not blue. But it was gone.

I could still feel it. It wasn't totally gone just hidden. What was in it's place? I slipped the panties down my legs, sat down, and there it was. I had a vagina. This isn't possible. The holo-photons shouldn't be able to function like this.

Nothing about my condition should be able to be, but it was. I had to see how far it was carried so I did a little exploring only to find that I did not have a fully functional vagina, just the outer appearance of one. When I tried to insert my finger, it met with ... resistance. Underneath I could feel my penis, sort of.

It felt like what it would feel like if I were touching it. Apparently whatever is happening is just transferring the tactile senses to whatever is being covered up.

The call of nature came again and I was afraid of what was going to happen. However, everything worked like normal as if I were female. Again, weird.

~*~

We sat in silence for most of the drive home. That is until Kitty finally broke.

"Kurt, what are we going to do?"

She sounded worried.

I tried to sound manly. "Well first, you need to start calling me Katrina."

That got her smiling. "And second, we'll just do what comes naturally."

She turned her head briefly to me. "Is this natural? Two girls..."

"I'm a guy, Kitty. Underneath this," I motioned over my body, "I'm still Kurt Wagner. That hasn't changed."

She looked lost and confused. "Ku...Katrina, I have a confession to make."

I smiled a bit. "If it's that you are gay...I kinda figured."

She smiled, relieved. "That's part of it."

Kitty steeled herself. "I really like you...liked you as Kurt. You were...are my best friend. But I wasn't attracted to you."

A long and uneasy pause stood between us.

"And now?" I asked.

She looked out of the corner of her eye. "Now... now it's different."

I turned back, my eyes on the road. "I see."

~*~

We arrived at the mansion without another word. I was deep in thought when I heard the engine cut off.

"Katrina?" Kitty said softly.

"Huh?" I responded jostled out of a self induced trance.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Us."

"Ahuh." She nodded.

We exited the car and made our way through the halls of the mansion toward our rooms. When we finally reached our doors Kitty pulled on my arm.

"Did you want to sleep in my room tonight? I just have the one bed, now, but we can share."

I knew what she was asking, but I was still bowled over by her revelation, earlier.

"Kitty, I..."

I could see the hurt look in her eyes, and I couldn't stand to know that I was the cause of that hurt."

"Sure, I'd love to." I replied.

She wasted no time, pulling me in and shutting the door. She left the lights off, but I heard the tell-tale sounds of clothing coming off. I followed suit, kicking off my shoes and pulling the baby-tee over my head. But before I had it completely off I felt Kitty's hands holding my arms above my head. The shirt's collar had moved past my mouth, but still covered my eyes, effectively shutting out even the slightest glimmer of light emanating from the window on the opposite wall.

The next sensation I felt was Kitty's lips on mind for the second time that night, and her hands sliding down my arms. Her thumbs softly caressed my nipples as they passed on their way to my waist where they held me tight.

I pulled the tee the rest of the way off and let it fall to the floor, and moved my hands to cup Kitty's face as gently as I could. The moment was surreal. Everything was moving in slow motion and my senses were working in overdrive.

Her mouth moved to my neck where she nibbled softly and sucked hard. I was in heaven.

I felt her leading me to the bed and softly pushing me down on her comforter. Her mouth lost contact with my neck and I uttered a mild protest with the loss.

That was until her hand moved to the zipper of the skirt, undoing it and sliding it down my smooth limbs. The feel of her mouth on my ankles was next. Slowly making its way up the inner portion of my legs. I felt her tongue and her teeth trailing love and lust toward its ultimate goal.

She tugged me a bit closer to the edge of the bed as she kneeled in front of me. I could feel her hot breath on my mound. Her fingers slipped under the sides of my panties and she pulled them off as well, never missing a beat.

I was on the edge of ecstasy and I didn't know what to do. She felt my anxiety.

"Shh, let me."

I felt her desire and my only want is for her to be happy.

"How does this feel?" She breathed.

I felt her fingers slide softly over my lower lips, and I gasped.

"Ah, that good?" She sighed in a lower huskier voice.

"Then how about this?"

Her tongue lay firm, covering my new sex then licking gently upward until they reached a very sensitive spot and my hips jerked. I don't know what was causing the intense sensations, but I was enjoying it immensely.

I felt her spread my legs even further for easier access I guess. Her tongue was playing me more and more closer to sexual ecstasy. Strange thoughts flew through my head. 'Where had she learned to do this. Is anyone going to hear me moaning.'

Then it all stopped. I moaned in protest.

"So, you liked that?" Kitty whispered.

"Uhh..yeahhuh." I think my I.Q. dropped fifty points.

She giggled softly as she kissed her way high on my body, pausing only to take each breast into her mouth for a brief, teasing suck and nibble.

"Kitty, I..."

She shushed me before I could continue. Instead she placed her mouth on mine and kissed me. I was officially giving over to my lust and love for her.

She halted her assault on my mouth, briefly.

"Do you think you could do that to me?"

I nodded dumbly. Of course I would. If it felt half as good as what she was doing to me, then she was in for a really long encounter with my tongue.

Instead of letting me get down on the floor she just turned around and lowered herself on top of my face along with returning to her place between my open legs.

She was extraordinarily wet and I made to clean her before continuing on. This was a really good idea, I found out, because she got a taste, so to speak, of what it was like being teased as she was doing to me.

However, once I got down to business, I knew that I was doing something right by the muffled vocal response and the continual forcing of her sex, more and more on my face.

She reached her apex before I did, but only by mere seconds.

She seemed in a very euphoric state. So much so that she made a comment before catching herself.

"That was so much better than my vibr...uh."

She flipped off of me and I could see the shadows of her hands moving to her mouth in shock of her revelation.

I laughed a bit. "Kitty, it's ok. I am a guy. I know what a vibrator is. Why do you think we try so hard to beat out the competition."

She laughed out loud.

Then we heard a knock on the door. I shot under the covers as fast as I could. Kitty just responded.

"Who's there."

The voice of fellow classmate, Bobby Drake issued forth. "Are you guys done yet, 'cause the rest of us want to get some sleep."

We heard a couple of stifled laughs and giggles beyond the door. No doubt the entire floor was outside our room listening in. All in all about fourteen people will be spreading the word of our tryst all over the state of New York by mid-morning.

Kitty made her way to the bathroom. "I think I am going to go drown myself in the tub."

I had an idea. "Kitty, you are already outted and it's going to be all over campus tomorrow."

She stopped and cringed. "Your point being?"

"Let's do it our way, and not give Drake the satisfaction." I paused. "You know he has had the hots for you for the last year, right?" I whispered.

She grabbed a robe off of the chair and threw it at me. Then grabbed one for herself. "Hurry."

I flung it around my shoulders and tied the sash off. She was at the door flinging it open. Drake was still standing there trying hard to hear what was being said. He stumbled back a few steps.

A big grin spread on his face as he eyed us standing there in our silk robes looking all disheveled.

"Gheez Kitty, when did you fall out of the closet." The boy remarked.

A small crowd rushed back to see the action.

Kitty just slung her arm around my waist and tugged me closer.

"About the same time one of you boys realized what I really needed was a someone man enough to be my girl." Then she planted a really hard kiss on my lips.

All of the girls in the crowd hooted their approval as Drake turned beet red.

Kitty came up for air as the noise died down. "Now if you are through interrupting us, we have some more ...uh...business to do."

She pushed me in the room gently and shut the door.

 

Chapter 2

"There seems to be a rumor going around campus about your nocturnal activities." The Professor commented sternly.

Both Kitty and I were glowing with embarrassment.

"Sorry Professor." We both said at the same time.

Kitty jumped in. "Bobby Drake was just jealous and started a ruckus. If he had just minded ..."

"Kitty, it is not my place to act as judge to the ... sexual appetites of my charges. Since you both are of legal age, it is your choice. However, since you live in a communal environment that includes the presence of minors, I ask that you tone down the volume of your... enthusiasm, or perhaps move into a less occupied wing of the mansion."

Kitty and I looked at each other and smiled, eagerly.

"Thank you, Professor."

I grabbed Kitty's hand and pulled her toward the door.

~*~

"I am so mortified."

I was too happy to care. "Did you hear what the Professor said? We can move to E-Wing and you can be as noisy as you want."

Her shocked look came back in spades. "ME! You were the one that was screaming 'Mein Gott, Mein Gott!' at the top of your lungs."

I laughed.

 

~*~ Begin Interlude ~*~

"My son ... the promise?" The priest asked.

"I promised to stay the same for her.

He chuckled. "That is not an easy promise to keep. We all change in the face of God."

"But I gave my word."

"My son, can you ask a maple tree not to drop it's leaves? Change is a natural part of the Lord's design. If you changed, there must be a purpose behind the change. It is your friend's and yours need to find out why. That will ease your burdens"

~*~ End Interlude ~*~

 

"Can we stay like this forever, Katrina?"

I tried to slow my breathing. "I'm not going anywhere, Kitty."

"Promise."

"I promise."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

 

~*~ Nine Months Later ~*~

I wish I knew what to do. Why does it have to be so hard? Dr. McCoy found out what happened that day, nine months ago. He found out why, and he knows how to reverse the process.

Kitty is almost in a depression now that I am given a choice to return to my former self. I admit that I have had fun being a girl for these last months, but do I want to be this way for the rest of my life?

"Do what your heart tells you to do, Katrina." Kitty had said last night.

What the heck is that supposed to mean? It's an easy decision for Kitty.

"What am I going to do?"

"You're askin' the wrong person, furball." Came a raspy voice from around the corner.

Wolverine.

Not the most temperamental personality of the X-Men, but wise beyond his years; how ever many that may be. Woverine's mutant power was the ability to heal almost any injury. He never gets sick and rumor has it he may be older than the Professor, but he still looks like he's thirty-something. Something about the way his cells regenerate. Who knows?

"What would you do, Wolvie."

"I asked ya to quit callin' me that, bub."

I shook it off. I always called him Wolvie and he always told me not to call him that. It's tradition.

"Well?"

"Ain't my call to make."

"I'm not asking you to tell me what to do, I'm asking what would you do?"

He took a drag off of his cigarillo and blew smoke in a thin stream above his head.

"I wouldn't have screwed around with the thing in the first place."

He indicated the Inducer that I held in my hand.

"But now that the deed is done, you have to make things right."

Why is everyone giving me evasive answers?

I went back to our room, Kitty's and mine. I had made a decision.

~*~

"So what do you think?" I asked Kitty.

"Is it that important to you?"

I didn't even have to think about it. "Yes, and no."

I squeezed her hand a little bit harder for reassurance.

"Being your girlfriend, for these last nine months, has opened my eyes. You have shown me things that I will never forget. But deep down, I'm not a girl, you know that."

She nodded somberly.

"I have to be true to myself and that means returning to the real me."

I could see her starting to tear up and it was turning my resolve to mush. I had to end this.

"Kitty, I love you. I have since almost the first day I met you. I hope you can see your way to accept me for who I really am."

With that I got up and left the room. I stood at the doorway and activated the Inducer, effectively canceling out the effect that changed me and retuned the blue demonic visage that repulsed so many people. Silently hoping Kitty would be repulsed so it would make her accepting of our break-up. Then I closed the door.

 

~*~ Begin Interlude ~*~

"Thanks for your help, Father. What is my penance?"

A soft chuckle came from behind the partition separating the two. "You have no penance, my son." He seemed to think for a moment.

"On second thought ... your penance will be to find your girlfriend and show her how you feel. Show her that you haven't changed, despite the change. That you will be the same person that she fell in love with, and also be the changed person that you have grown to be."

A bright thought entered my head at that moment.

"Father, that's it ... thank you for your council. I am in your debt."

And with that I was gone in a bampf of brimstone.

~*~ End Interlude ~*~

 

I waited for what seemed like hours in our room. So much that I had to risk running to the restroom and missing her entrance. I had to chance it.

As Murphy seemed to be playing a major role in my life, I should see no reason why he wouldn't pop up and exercise his Laws. As soon as I started to relieve myself, I heard Kitty's voice from the bedroom.

"Kurt, you in here?" Then she paused. "Of course you are the bathroom door is closed and I didn't close it before I left."

I was about to say something, but was interrupted before I got the first word out.

"I have something to say and I need to get it out before I see you again, okay."

 

I did as I was told and didn't say anything. I washed my hands instead. Once she heard the faucet turn off, she began.

"Kurt, you were right. I am being selfish by wanting you to stay as Katrina. I befriended you as your original self, the furry you. I like that guy, he was my best friend ... well best guy friend. I mean I like Jean and Rogue and ... okay I'm rambling.

"What I'm trying to say is I won't be hurt that you changed back to who you were. What I am also saying is that I am willing to give it a try ... with you being a boy. I can't guarantee that it will be the same. In fact I know it can't be the same ... different equipment an all ..."

I couldn't take it anymore, so I opened the door.

She was leaning against the door frame with her palm against the door. So much so that she almost fell. I caught her in my arms and pressed my lips against her.

Her eyes closed and she melted into the kiss as did I. Our hands gently explored each other as they always do when we are in this position. That is until she touched my breast.

Kitty squeaked and jumped back. "Kurt! You didn't change!"

"You forgot my name already?" I faked disappointment.

"Why didn't you change?"

I led Kitty to the bed. "I did change. Kitty, I will always be the little blue furball everyone knows as Nightcrawler. But I don't have to be the regular human Kurt that I used to be either. I've decided that when I'm with the X-men, I'll be Nightcrawler, and when I am with you I will be Katrina.

"It won't be exactly like it was before. I will be changing back and forth, but that is my decision ... if you don't mind that is ... if you still want ... you know ..."

"Shut up you sexy babe, and kiss me."

 

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