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X-men: Bast Ch.1 free porn video
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Legal issues: Kia Jaeger(codename Bast) is an original character and belongs to
me. All other characters and core X-men concepts are copyright Marvel, Stan Lee,
and other creators. I do not own any of them, nor do I profit from them in any
way.
Author Note: This story is based upon the story and setup in the comics and
takes place at no particular point in them, but is instead treated as it’s own
events separate from many of the large happenings in the comics. Also, I am not
fully aware of every significant event that has happened in the X-men’s long
history, so the information presented in this story and the information in the
comics may not always 100% add up. Some characters who might even be dead as of
the current X-men issues may be alive in this story.
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Chapter One
The spacious halls of Prestonwood Academy were empty and abandoned with the exception for three people marching purposefully down their lengths, shoes clicking sharply on the polished marble floor. The halls stretched out, lengthy corridors kept immaculately clean and orderly. Old portraits depicted stern elderly men looking down upon the viewer, and class collages showed off the most recent graduating classmen. A case here and there held trophies and awards in various fields of excellence, mostly academic spotted with the occasional athletic achievement.
Like most high schools, lockers lined the walls. Unlike most, however, these lockers were quite large, almost two feet wide each and well spaced to avoid cramping a neighboring unit. They were handcrafted and stained, a rich and rather expensive looking mahogany. The lockers had built in combination locks and each was adorned with a brass nameplate, lavishly engraved to proudly display the name and class year of each student. The names of future lawyers, doctors, and CEO’s. Only the best students came out of Prestonwood.
The trio stopped near the end of the hall at a classroom door. It too was a lovely dark wood, sturdy and solid and richly decorated. Rosettes were set in each corner of the doorframe. A frosted glass window glinted at eye-level, about the size of someone’s head. It was decorated with swirls and pretty, looping lines that formed an orderly, symmetrical pattern. Just below the window was a brass plaque that read ‘Room 113’. A matching plaque above the window stated, ‘Miss Jaeger’.
The man in the middle of the trio wore an expensive looking gray suit, a tailored, orderly white shirt, and a subtle red tie. His hair was white with age and his face was pinched and clearly displeased. He was of unimpressive stature, and his shoulders hunched slightly despite his best efforts to keep them confidently thrown back. To his right stood a slightly younger man with black hair dotted with freshly turned grays. He wore glasses and a calm, neutral expression. His blue dress shirt was clean and formal, and looked like it had recently been pressed, with equally neat black wool pants.
On the other side of the old man stood a blonde woman with her hair cut short, falling at the level of her jaw. She wore a green dress blouse with short sleeves and a knee length black skirt, as well as a pair of very high high-heels. Red flowers were embroidered along the waistline of her skirt. Even with the heels she was shorter than both men.
“The parents still refuse to take responsibility for him?” the younger man asked.
“Yes,” the older man answered. “They’ve apparently disowned him.”
“When did they do that?” the woman asked.
The old man shook his head and his face took on an even more pronounced pinched look. “Today, when I called them and told them what we’ve discovered of their son.”
“What are we going to do then, Principal Daniels?” the man asked.
The elderly Principal shook his head again. “I don‘t know yet. We have to see him first. The sooner we get this…thing out of here, the better.”
The old man knocked on the door. Neither of the teachers standing beside him commented on the way his hand shook. A moment later the door opened and a young woman slipped into the hall. She closed the door behind her and firmly barred the way into the room.
She was slightly above average height for a woman at 5’9”. Her dark brown hair was thick, wavy, and long. It fell in a dark curtain to the small of her back and curled upward at the ends. A movement sent the tumble of hair shifting this way and that, and the natural waviness of it caused it to ripple like a soft, undulating tide. She wore the sides of her thick mane pinned back, and lighter shaded wisped at her brow where several strands had come loose from their careful confinement. She wore a long sleeved soft purple shirt with a gray skirt and black flats. Her eyes matched the rich brown of her hair with a touch of rich green ringing the iris. She was gifted with a smooth, lovely face and a clear complexion. A small nose sat well with her facial features and was slightly upturned at the end, and her lips were a rosy pink, slightly plump and beautifully formed with a pronounced cupids bow. Her shirt hung loose around her waist and middle, mostly because the size of her bust stretched it outward from her body. Where her legs showed under her skirt, they were slender and long, and while not particularly athletic in appearance, they looked shapely and well-toned. Like the rest of her, they were pale, almost milky white.
The woman gazed at the two teachers and Principal with eyes cold enough to freeze over the entire city. “What do you want?”
“Is that…thing still in your classroom?” Principal Daniels asked.
“Yes, Robby is in my classroom,” she answered.
“The whole room is probably a mess. No telling what kind of trouble he’s been stirring in there,” the younger man commented.
“I already picked up the three overturned desks,” the woman replied. “Those two boys who attacked Robby did more damage than anyone.” She gave the trio standing in front of her classroom a hard look. “Why didn’t you bring some ice like I asked? Robby has a pretty bad black eye. I already told you that.”
“Serves him right,” the male teacher muttered.
The blonde woman wasn’t so subtle. “Why should we waste the effort on a thing like him? He’s an abomination! It’s a complete disgrace for him to even be enrolled in Prestonwood High. This is a Christian school! His kind aren’t welcome here…he’s of the devil!”
The brunet woman glared at her coworker darkly. “I don’t particularly recall the Bible ever stating that being a Mutant was against the Christian religion. You’re being a fanatic. And besides, if the school has such a problem with having a Mutant student, they’d probably have issues with having a bisexual teacher too, don’t you think?”
The Principal shot the blonde woman a sharp, outraged look.
“She’s lying!” The blonde shrieked. “I could never do something like that! It’s not right!”
The brunet teacher rolled her eyes. “Don’t be such a bigot, Jessica, especially against yourself. I know you are, for a fact. They can check the birth mark on your right breast to prove it if they need to. It’s shaped like a tea leaf.”
The male teacher shook his head and stepped away from Jessica, a scandalized look on his face. “I can’t believe this,” he muttered.
“Don’t get all high and mighty now, Nick,” the brunet woman commented. “Just two weeks ago you tried to coax me into having an affair with you. If you ask me, that’s a lot worse than being bisexual. Especially given your situation at home. Didn’t your wife just enter her second trimester not too long ago?”
Nick blanched and fell silent.
The Principal glared at both the teachers. “She’d better be lying, or you’re both gone. Gone!”
He cleared his throat and turned to face the teacher blocking the door. “I’m not liking your behavior here either, Kia. And I don’t even want to start thinking about how you would know about a birthmark on Jessica. But first things first. We need to get that thing in your classroom out of here as quickly as possible. If word gets out, parents will start pulling their children out of this school! His parents told me they don’t care what happens to him. I’m going to contact the department of Mutant Affairs to see if they can get rid of him. Can you keep him here?”
“No! I will not!” Kia exclaimed fiercely. “They will not haul him off like a criminal. He’s done nothing wrong!”
“His existence is a crime against nature!” The Principal told her.
“He is a child!” she hissed. “Leave him alone and I’ll take care of this myself.”
“What is wrong with you?” Nick asked. “How can you support something like him? He’s like…like a diseased animal!”
“I can send him to live with some of my old classmates up north,” Kia replied, ignoring the mans words. “They’re not quite so old fashioned there. He’ll be out of here, and he’ll be safe, and that’ll take care of the whole thing.”
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