By: JacksUniverseJSU
PART 1
The Savage Land, Antarctica.
1997.
The Mutant hero, Anna Marie AKA Rogue stood atop a large waterfall overlooking a vast jungle, her hand shielding her eyes from sunlight as she looked at the glacier wall on the horizon. She was a southern American woman in her early twenties, with green eyes, pale skin and maroon hair with a patch of white at the top. Her hair was messy, with two red tails braided and tied at the side of her head. She wore little clothing on her thicc curvy body, except for torn remains of her green and black super suit and yellow X-men shirt, which formed nothing more than her signature green headband, green torn fingerless gloves, yellow and green tank top and green loincloth panties, along with a few add-ons such as white fur boots, rustic utility pouches and arm-straps made from bits of scavenged animal remains and plants.
Rogue had been here in the Savage Land for over a month, having been marooned here after having Captain Marvels abilities mysteriously stripped from her, leaving her grounded in this hostile world of Dinosaurs and barbarian warfare. Despite this, she wasn’t completely hopeless, as she had quickly adapted to life in this dangerous world. Not only that, she still had her superhuman strength and absorption abilities. Overall, she wasn’t a helpless damsel in distress that needed a brave strong rescuer to come save her.
At first, Rogue was filled with so much distress when she first became stranded in this hell of a jungle. But after all this time, she felt like she was in heaven, enjoying the vast, clean environment without any of the worries she had to deal with back in civilization. Such as the noise and pollution. Getting away from the hate was the most relieving, not having to feel afraid to go out and be threatened by anti-mutant bigots like Senator Kelly, Bolivar Trask or Graydon Creed, wishing her dead, incarcerated or worse. Here, the only thing she had to worry about was the local wildlife, if the hostile tribal folk didn’t get to her first.
Rogue stopped shielding her eyes and approached the edge of the waterfall, making a couple of loose stones slip off the edge from one of her steps. She breathed, put her arms out in a crucifix and then leaped off into a summersault. She flipped forwards three times in mid-air before entering into a dive, yelling loudly with southern excitement as she plummeted and splashed into the lake below. Rogue held her breathe underwater, quickly swimming in a breath stroke through the bright, tropical waters.
Currently unknown to our heroine, she was already being stalked by a dangerous underwater predator, a Dunkleosteus. A large, primitive, prehistoric fish with a piranha-like appearance, as well as it’s appetite. It had a bulk build, a few large boney razor-sharp teeth and an endoskeleton encompassing its hideous face. While Rogue was swimming above obliviously, the Dunkleosteus kept to the shadows of the depths, hiding and masking itself within stone arches and underwater plants to evade detection. Slowly, it followed her, nearing within striking distance. It had to time it’s attack perfectly, lest it alarm its prey. Seeing Rogue dive deeper into the lake, the Dunkleosteus decided to make its move, quickly darting out from the shadows and into the piercing light.
Rogue had yet to sense something was ghosting her, or to notice that the Dunkleosteus was coming directly behind her. The river monster was only seven feet away from her and at any given minute, Rogue was going to find herself caught in its jaws. But that was so far the least of her worries, as Rogue began to feel an intense twinge start to pull at her innards. She groaned slightly underwater, as she stopped swimming and placed one of her hands on her stomach. She winced worryingly, trying to ease the growing build-up within her guts. It was a sensation she could do little to resist. The Dunkleosteus behind her sensed her distress and took this as a perfect opportunity to strike its prey. As the fish propelled into attack like an Orca, Rogue’s innards could no longer contain the growing pressure and…
FLOORRPPPPHHHPT!
She then let out a long, big fart behind her, creating several medium sized bubbles of stink that floated out of her butt and into the predator’s path. The Dunkleosteus swallowed those fart bubbles through its gaping mouth and within seconds it met a humiliating, stinky end. Afterwards, the still-gassy mutant resurfaced near the shallows
“Ahhhhh~” Uttered the southern belle squeezing her hair of excess water, her booty still half-way submerged in the lake. “That was a nice, relaxin’ swim! I gotta work on mah divin’ skills a little more though, but that’s nuthin’ I can’t improve on!”
Behind her, a familiar looking carcass also surfaced right behind her, slowly floating along with its jaws colliding into Rogues thicc butt. “GAAAHH!” Rogue screamed, letting off another big, short fart behind her, killing a few more unlucky fish in the water. She quickly turned around blushing, looking upon the carnage she’d unwillingly wrought. She held her mouth in shock as she saw the big now-deceased Dunkleosteus floating on the surface before her, along with a dozen other small, tropical fish.
“Oh mah stars and garters! I can’t believe I… that thing was gunna… Ugh! Oh gosh almighty!” Rogue exclaimed before holding her nose as she caught a whiff of the pungent smell she’d left in the water. “Ah… Ah guess mah farts were deadlier than his bite, eh-heh!”
PART 2
The Savage Land, Antarctica
1997
Two Months Later…
Rogue flew high above the Savage Land, gliding along over and underneath the clouds. After having successfully reacquired her flight abilities, the Mutant Superheroine spent much of her free time flying around in the skies, reembracing her favourite and most useful superpower ever. It had been a rough few months since she had been depowered and stranded in this dangerous world, but now that she was restored to her former glory, Rogue had nothing much else to worry about other than getting chased by a flock of Pterodactyls. Rogue was really cutting loose, carelessly soaring around performing spectacular feats such as looping through and around clouds, doing tricks such as flips and barrel rolls and occasionally flying through the odd cave inside a cliff.
After a long while of fun, Rogue soon started to tire and so she headed over to a small nearby cloud and rested herself atop of it. She snuggled into the base of it, making a makeshift pillow behind her with her hands. She then laid down and put her arms behind her head and placed a single foot over one of her exposed legs. Now feeling comfortable, Rogue closed her eyes and started to relax. While she rested, she felt the late afternoon sun shine on her pale skin, warming up her body while the humid wind blew against her. There was certainly some strange weather down here in the Savage Land, despite being located in the Antarctic. She could never understand how such a lost world, concealed in a frozen wasteland could be as warm as her former home in the south. Don’t know, don’t care! She always thought. At least it gives me justification to go around in mah underwear without bein’ judged for it!
For several minutes, Rogue continued to lay on her cloud, with it moving slowly across the sky in formation. It was a welcome change to her flying around all by herself and getting a cramp in the neck. With her powers back in her hands, Rogue could go flying back to civilisation anytime she wanted, but why the rush? She had her powers back; she may as well celebrate a bit before taking the long journey home. AFTER she finds some fresh warm clothes to help her cross the Antarctic wastes!
“Ah. It’s so good to be flyin’ again!” Rogue said, snuggling some more into the cloud. “Ah really missed doin’ stuff like this, soaring through the clouds and muckin’ about. Ah haven’t had this much fun with mah powers in a very long time!” Just as she was lounging about in the cloud, Rogue felt a fart start to brew inside her belly. She quickly turned her butt sidewards and let out a massive poot, creating a medium sized gas cloud.
PHHRARRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPP!!
The force of her fart was strong enough to cause her and the cloud she rested on to move several knots faster than normal for under ten seconds. It was Rogue’s secret power at work once again! Booty Power! Rogue chuckled as she slapped her own big butt, slightly blushing at the same time. Afterwards, the Belle returned to her rest.
“Supergirl, you can eat mah big, fat smelly A--! Huh?!” Rogue paused and quickly sat up as she sensed that something was about to—
CLAAAAAANG!
“AUGGGH!” Rogue grunted loudly, as she and the front of her luscious body crashed into the cockpit of what appeared to be a black helicopter, unwillingly flying in her path. Inside it, we see two faceless pilots, wearing sinister green and yellow suits with flight helmets that bore a familiar skull and tentacle insignia on the base. They stared in shock and confusion as they saw Rogues boobs and crotch pressed up unwilling against the glass, creating cracks in-between their points of impact. Rogue groaned loudly and painfully as she regained consciousness. She pushed herself meekly off the glass of the moving helicopter, using her arms to support her. As she looked towards the startled pilots, she immediately recognized them and their uniforms. Causing her to fret upon their presence.
“HYDRA?!” She said outside the cockpit.
“Shit! It’s that X-Woman Rogue! Kill her!” Said one of the HYDRA pilots, leading to one of them unfastening a Luger Pistol from his holster. Rogue quickly evaded the shot from the HYDRA pilot’s gun, which pierced a hole in the glass beside her. Rogue slid down and held the nose of the Helicopter, taking cover from the oncoming gunfire.
“She’s on the nose!” Rogue heard a HYDRA pilot utter inside.
“Shake the ‘copter!” She heard the other pilot with the Luger reply.
The helicopter began to swerve side to side in an attempt to shake Rogue off. The latter held on as tight as she could, using her superhuman strength to grip and dig her fingers into the metal. She could not hold on for too long as the slipstream soon caused her to lose her grip. Rogue gave a light scream as her body span and bashed itself into the left side of the Helicopter. Her instincts told her to grab onto something and she miraculously took a hold of one of the helicopters landing wheels. She desperately held the wheel with both arms, pressing the wheel in-between her boobs while she held on for dear life.
“Check and see if that Mutie Bitch is dead!” She heard a HYDRA pilot say inside. She could slightly hear the other one clambering inside towards the door above her. Rogue, in her position, had no way to conceal herself, but if she didn’t think of something soon, then she was going to meet a nasty end at HYDRA’s hands, or worse. But Rogue had forgotten she had one distinct advantage against these HYDRA goons. And she quickly remembered she had super flight again. She had to time herself just right, for it she didn’t, she could end up in the helicopter blades above and be chopped up into mincemeat. She may be able to fly, but she was NOT invulnerable.
Rogue heard the other HYDRA pilot unlock and open the door above her. She saw the Pilot lean out slightly, who had switched from a Luger to a Tesseract Rifle, most likely taking it off the rack inside. He had yet to see the superheroine dangling below him, as he was currently looking out towards the rear rotor blades. It wouldn’t take long for him to look down, if Rogue was going to get her chance to strike, then she’d better do it now!
Rogue then propelled into the Helicopter, grabbing the HYDRA pilot by the collar and making him hit his head against the ceiling upon entry. She disarmed her assailant, throwing the weapon out of the chopper through the side-door. The other HYDRA Pilot at the controls quickly set the chopper on autopilot as he went to the aid of his ally, who at the moment was getting beaten to a pulp by Rogue. He quickly reached for his Luger, aiming it at Rogue’s head. Just one cock of the hammer was enough to spring the mutant into action, as she quickly lifted the pilot she was beating up off the ground and threw him at the other one, knocking them both over into the floor. Rogue stood proudly in front of them, holding her exposed hips as she watched the two HYDRA pilots struggle to recover. They were now unmasked, both having their helmets knocked off each other’s heads. Both of them bared an Aryan appearance, with blue eyes and blonde hair. Typical traits for a pair of henchmen working for a Neo-Nazi organization like HYDRA. While she had the chance, Rogue looked over at the opened sliding door of the Helicopter, walked over to it and closed it shut. Just as she locked it up tight, the two HYDRA pilots had fully recovered. They stood up angrily, staring at Rogue as she stood in front of them again.
“You HYDRA Boys picked a bad day to crash inta me!” Rogue said smirking as she slowly turned around, bent down and directed her butt towards the HYDRA pilots. At first, they thought she was trying to insult them, or even shit her own panties. But unfortunately, this was something worse, and once they figured it out, they gasped in horror as they realised what she intended to do.
“HUGGH FIRE IN THE HOLE!” Rogue yelled in front of them, biting her lip. The two HYDRA Pilots held each other in terror, with one of them silently uttering a cry for their mum.
Outside, all we can see and hear is just a muffled “PPPPPPRRRRTTT!”, with Rogues fart inside causing the HYDRA Chopper to slightly bloat and expand outwards like a balloon, before settling back into its original shape. From inside the cockpit all we could see was just a thick brown cloud of gas, completely enveloping the interior. For a bit, the Chopper was completely lifeless. Until moments later, the right sliding door opened up again, releasing Rogues toxic gasses out into the atmosphere. We then see Rogue herself appear at the door, holding her nose and dragging the two unconscious HYDRA pilots behind her.
“Hoo-Wee! That fart was big and smelly!” Rogue replied, slightly disgusted. “You fellas should be grateful that was only a small dose ah gave y’all!” Rogue made sure the parachutes she had placed on the HYDRA pilots were nice and tight. The last thing she wanted was to have these men killed and break the traditional moral code of a superhero. A near-death experience with her booty and dropping them into a scary jungle full of dinosaurs was punishment enough.
“Sayonara boys! Have a great time!” Rogue said as she chucked the HYRDA pilots out, watching their parachutes automatically deploy. With the threat of the HYDRA pilots removed, Rogue took the opportunity to take control of the Helicopter herself. The only question was…
“How the heck do ah even fly a Helicopter?” She said looking at the controls, scratching her head while holding onto her hip. “Ah had a bit of flyin’ practice with the X-Jet, but a helicopter…” For a moment, Rogue hesitated, unsure if she should risk having a crack at flying the chopper. After a long time thinking, the belle made her decision.
“Heh. How hard can it be?” Said Rogue as she tried to sit her big booty in one of the pilot seats. “Dayum! These frikkin’ chairs are small as hell! Damn HYDRA couldn’t make these seats in mah size, without armrests?!” Regardless, Rogues booty had enough muscle and fat in it to make the armrests break off in no time. Comfortable at last, Rogue then put her hands on the controls. “Lucky ah absorbed one of them unconscious Pilots a little bit just before ah chucked ‘em out. Hopefully ah absorbed they’re helicopter training with it!”
To make a long scenario short, she had. Rogue was able to utilise the Pilots training to her advantage and flew the HYDRA chopper with ease. Rogue let out a sigh of relief, thanking the lord above for giving her the gift of physical absorption.
“Now that ah have this Chopper, maybe ah don’t have to waste so much energy flyin’ back to the Big Apple!” Rogue said in thought while controlling the helicopter. “But somethings off here. What was HYDRA doin’ all the way out…?”
Rogue suddenly found herself puzzled. She wondered why HYDRA were out here in the Savage Land. What were they doing here? And where was this Helicopter going in such a hurry? She might get her answer sooner than she thought, as she began hearing a transmission emit through the onboard radio.
“CHIMERA ONE! THIS IS HADES OVER?” Said the voice on the comms. “CHIMERA ONE! DO YOU READ?”
Rogue was a bit sketchy to pick it up and answer, given that she had just ejected this helicopter’s previous owners, and not forgetting her thick southern accent would easily give her away. Regardless, Rogue chose to answer, and she attempted to mimic the exact same accent as the pilot she absorbed, hopefully enough to fool HYDRA and reveal their schemes.
“Jah! Ahem! Jah! This is Chimera One. Uh… situation normal, we uh… had a slight weapons malfunction and uh… everythin’s fine and uh… how are you?” She said, trying her hardest to sound like the pilot, keeping in character, but slightly mucking it up.
“UH… I’m good? Great to hear you’re all still in one piece. Are you continuing on your approach to the detonation site? And is the “Cargo” still intact?”
“Standby.” Rogue replied, briefly placing the radio back on the dashboard. “Detonation site? Cargo? What the heck are these guys up too?” She said to herself as she got out of the chair and saw a suspicious-looking metal crate stashed in the back of the helicopter. She used her strength to pry it open, breaking the lid off instantly. Rogue gasped in shock as she peered into its contents.
“Jaysus, Mary and Joseph!” Rogue exclaimed, holding her mouth with both hands. “Is that a… Nuke?!”
All this time that she had crashed into and commandeered this helicopter, she had unwillingly been riding inside a flying vessel of death. Had she not shown restraint, perhaps she would have caused the WMD to detonate and kill both herself and the HYDRA onboard. She slowly stepped away from the dormant atom bomb, anxiously being careful not to do anything that might set it off. Soon enough, Rogue regained her cool, trying to stay as calm as possible. So far, HYDRA knew not of her presence. And she intended to keep it that way for now. So long as she had the element of surprise, this situation can be resolved. The comms began uttering the repetition of the HYDRA operator, demanding that Rogue make contact with them again.
“Uh… the cargo’s fine. But uh… we have to scramble the mission. Suffered heavy damage and we’re having uh… ah fuel leakage. Gunna have to settle her down somewhere for repairs… over?” Rogue responded, trying to mimic the pilot again.
“Negative Chimera One. Switch to emergency engines.” The HYDRA communicator responded.
“Uh… um… that’s a negative on that one too. That’s uh… all purdy busted up too. Sorry!”
“Wait a minute? Purdy? Somethings off with that accent. What’s your operating number?”
“Uhhhh….” Knowing the conversation headed south, Rogue slammed her fist on the radio and broke it, disabling HYDRA’s communications.
“Boring conversation anyway. Ah better fly this Nuke as far the heck away as ah can before…”
Before she could do anything, Rogue started to get flashes on the copters radar. Several objects were fast approaching her, but she didn’t know what they were. If it weren’t the usual Quetzalcoatlus flock flying overhead, then that could only mean one thing…
“Ah think I mighta pissed off HYDRA!” Rogue said worryingly. “Still. That ain’t gunna stop me!”
Rogue took evasive action, pitching the chopper up to the side, away from the fleet. As she turned around to face her attackers, she could see a small fleet containing more HYDRA choppers like the one she commandeered, with a much larger helicopter flying in the centre of it, possibly a command ship? Regardless, Rogue knew it would be suicide to take them all on by herself. Rogue chose to stay on course, flying the vehicle up and away from the Savage Land where she could safely detonate the bomb.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t going to be that simple, as Rogue soon found herself losing control of the Helicopter. The machine took a mind of its own, betraying Rogue and forcing them both to turn and fly back down to the fleet. Rogue tried with all her might to get control of the steering, but even that did not help. There was nothing she could do except watch as her vehicle flew closer and closer to the fleet. Rogue knew she had to act fast, figure out why she could not fly away. Time was not on her side. If HYDRA captured her vessel, they’d acquire the bomb again. She could not let that happen.
“Alright. Looks like ah’m gunna have to go for Plan-B!” Rogue said, heading for the WMD, taking it and holding it under her arm. “Well big girl.” She continued, rubbing and talking to her butt. “Looks like I’m gunna need ya to fly me outta here!”
Suddenly, Rogue found she couldn’t open the sliding door again. It was locked up tighter than a drum. This forced her to try and use her strength to unlock it by force, but even that didn’t seem to work. She felt like she was slowly losing strength. But how? She thought. Soon she realised that there must be power dampeners inside the chopper, causing her metahuman abilities to be nullified. Most likely this was a feature that HYDRA had put in place just in case some would-be hero tried to steal one of their vehicles. Regardless, this wasn’t going to stop Rogue from trying to bust out of the helicopter, as she then tried to simply break the door down with her punches, but all she got was a big electric shock.
“AUGH!!” She grunted, flying backwards into a wall, dropping the Nuke out of her arm and onto the floor again.
Rogue was currently too weak to stand up, still suffering from the shock as it continued to course through her body. All she could do was lie there on the floor and watch anxiously as the sliding door automatically unlocked and slid open, revealing that her “rogue” chopper had been taken towards the command chopper, where she then saw a familiar face, standing inside it. She was a woman with dark green hair, pale skin and green eyes, wearing a green skintight jumpsuit with an opening in her chest that exposed her cleavage.
“v-Viper?!” She uttered, upon seeing the villainess.
Viper did not reply as she used a handheld device to shoot out a bright green holographical net that immobilised Rogue before pulling both her and the WMD out of the Helicopter and into her own. She then ordered one of her subordinates somewhere inside the chopper to release the tractor beam over the other chopper, disabling it and letting it fall out of the sky. Rogue tried to break free of the holographical net. But it was no use, her powers were unable to help her break free.
“Well well well. What a surprise. Rogue of the X-Men, caught in my web.” Viper replied, who then slammed Rogue against the floor beneath her. “I honestly didn’t expect to find you all the way out here.”
“Ah shoulda known you’d be involved here Viper.” Said Rogue, looking up at her. “But last ah recalled Cap and the rest of us Avengers put you and y’buddies behind bars.”
“Did you honestly think that you and that Old Fool could keep me incarcerated forever?!” Viper replied angrily as she picked up Rogue by the throat, choking her. “You forget Mutant. That you cut off the head of one Hydra, two more shall take its place. And unfortunately for you, bad girls like me just don’t stay in prison for very long. I am VERY “persuasive” let’s just say. But don’t think for one minute that I haven’t forgotten about what you and that boy scout did to me the last time we fought!” Rogue watched as Viper mildly pulled back several locks of her hair, revealing massive scars on her right side of her face that, left behind in a previous fight between the pair.
“You and the Captain wounded me that day. Ruined my plans for world domination. Because of you heroes, my organisation has had to set up shop in this pitiful speck of land! Which we will soon humbly repay for all the kindness they’ve shown us. No one defies HYRDA!”
“Y- CHOKE! You gunna kill WHEEZE! the whole Savage Land… with a Nuke?!”
“Oh no, you think too small Sweetie. I’m not just going to nuke the Savage Land, I’m going to drown it!” Viper then forced Rogue up against the wall of the command chopper, holding her in place like she was a fridge magnet as she continued monologuing. “And by drown, I mean blast a massive hole in that damned glacier wall that surrounds this place! And when the wall is breached, this primitive land will be reclaimed by the ocean! And when the flood waters recede, HYDRA will be free to rebuild! And after that, revenge, retribution, world domination, yadayadayada you know the rest by now, right?” Viper then giggled evilly as she continued holding Rogue by the chin, pushing the side of her face against the wall as she continued. “I may not be able to get my revenge on Captain America. But at least I can have my revenge on you. And believe me. I’m going to make you suffer five times as much as I did! So, how do you wish to die, hero? Shall I have you chopped into fishbait by the rotor blades? Strap you to the Nuke and blow you up? Or shall I skin you alive? Either way, I’ll be satisfied!”
Viper laughed evilly to herself, filling Rogue with dread as she held the mutant heroine at her mercy. The situation was not looking good for the southern belle. She was trapped inside a helicopter, immobilised in a net that she couldn’t break out of by force. And to make things more perilous, she was on a helicopter, trapped in a net, with a nuclear bomb that could possibly detonate if given the chance. “How am I gunna get outta this mess?” She thought to herself. No superhuman strength or absorbing touch was going to help her in this situation, Viper held all of the cards.
But then, Rogue started to feel her innards grumble again, indicating that she still had serious gas building up inside her. She then remembered her condition and of how she used her cursed butt to lay low those HYDRA pilots several minutes ago. Perhaps her flatulence could also do the same against her foe. Still holding Rogue’s face, Viper sensed the heroines change of mood, seeing her captive start to smirk to herself.
“What are you smirking about? Surely not for your impending doom?”
“Nope. Just at how much you’re gunna eat mah farts!” said Rogue, biting her lip, letting off a big smelly bomb in-between her and Viper.
FRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTT!!!
“UGH! What the--?! Your farts smell like a skunk!” The Villainess irked as the smell immediately reached her nose, making her hold her nose with both hands. This caused Viper to lose her grip on Rogue, as well as the handheld device that she was holding in her hand, the source of Rogues freedom. While Viper was stunned by her gas, the Mutant quickly wriggled her body on the floor towards the remote. She then stretched out her tongue and pressed on a random button until the net around her dissipated, allowing her the chance to break free of her restraints. Rogue then rushed at her foe, punching her in the head while she still gagged for fresh air, knocking her down. Viper, on the floor, held her breath and quickly countered, throwing a punch that hit Rogue in the lip, knocking her backwards and causing some blood to drip out.
“You stinking Mutie!” Said Viper behind her, standing up and pulling out her Luger. “You and your disgusting posterior will pay for your revolting insolence. Do you hear me?! You fucking Hillbilly Trash!”
“Whoa! Watch the bad Language their Viper! We don’t wanna offend Ol’ Cap now, do we?” Rogue replied, standing ready to face the onslaught.
Viper let out a yell as she shot at the heroine. Rogue used her agility to dodge the incoming projectiles, using some leftover moves that she had previously absorbed from Spider-Man. Shot after shot, Rogue evaded with ease, only suffering a few nicks and grazes across her thighs, hips and her upper arm. She then picked up a small box, using it to help her block some incoming fire, allowing her to run freely on the floor again. Viper kept on shooting, trying to kill Rogue, but her foe was getting closer and closer within striking distance. While Viper was forced to reload, Rogue dropped the box and ran towards her. She then quickly bent down and threw her fist into a slow moving upper-cut, hitting Viper square in the jaw. Her foes anguishing face wobbled like a plate of jelly on impact, with the force of Rogue’s punch lifting her off the floor. Rogue span around in the air, purposefully turning her back towards her enemy. Viper could do nothing but watch as Rogue lifted her butt upwards mid-air and let off another fart into her face.
THRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPP!!!
The fart was so strong in force, that it sent the villainess crashing down on the floor. She groaned in pain, coughing at the same time after having to taste a fart so powerful and foul. Recovering slightly, Viper attempted to reach for her gun again, while Rogue was distracted momentarily. However, Rogue was quick to sense this attempt and she immediately caught her arm in-between one of her high heels. With some of her superpowers returning, Rogue used her strength to bend some metal on the floor and form tight restraints around Vipers hands and feet.
“Ah-Ah-Ah! We can’t have ya shootin’ at me again now, can we?” Rogue said proudly, wagging her finger, as she put a boot on the Villainesses midriff. “Now. Time t’finish you off once and f’all!” Rogue then took her foot off Viper for a second and turned around, provocatively pointing her butt within the villainess’s view. The latter looked on in astoundment, “marvelling” at how big Rogue’s butt really was. This was a feature she had never noticed about her before. It almost made Viper blush just from looking at those two gigantic bubbles, as well as those smooth, sexy curves. She also noticed that Rogue’s butt was so big, that they were eating the back of her green panties, almost turning them into a thong. Rogue took care of this issue personally, as she pulled out the fabric trapped inside her butt and readjusted it, in preparation for what punishment the heroine had installed for her enemy.
“Pucker up, Sugah!” Rogue said, smiling wickedly as she gave a big slap on her butt, making her buns jiggle like a waterbed.
“Oh No! NO NO NO NO! You slut! Don’t you dare… MMMPHHHH!” Viper uttered before Rogue sat her big arse into her face, smothering it over.
“Ya’ll gonna enjoy these poots. Ah assure you!” Rogue said as she clenched her fists and prepared to fart.
BLLLLLRRRRRRRRRRTTT!!
A cloud of stink wafted around Rogues anus, as she let off her first fart into Vipers face, causing the latter to scream in disgust below her. Rogue ignored her foes pleas for mercy as she continued to let off some more braps into her face. Already, Rogues farts were stinking up half of the Helicopter, clearly indicating her super gastric problems were not at their wits end yet. But Rogue didn’t seem to be worried about it now, as she had long embraced her curse.
“*FRRRT!* Y’all regrettin’ calling me names yet, Bitch?” Rogue asked Viper as she continued to fart on her. “If ah was in your place right now, I’da POOT! begged Cap to put me out of mah misery!”
Viper continued to scream and plead underneath Rogue’s butt, but the heroine was having none of it. She couldn’t stand it when a villain begged for mercy or respite. Even though she had no intention of killing her, she was going to ensure that Viper got the worst punishment she deserved, and hopefully one that’ll scar her to the point where she’ll turn from her evil ways. But for now, Rogue decided to revel in her enemy’s misery, letting off a never-ending supply of natural gasses into Viper’s face. While she continued farting, Rogue could feel herself getting turned on, with her constant farting being one of those factors. She could tell Viper was getting horny too, looking down and seeing the crotch of her suit was getting wetter and wetter from each new fart Rogue released.
“Holy Moly!” Rogue exclaimed to herself. “Ah wasn’t expecin’ this Sugah! Is it just me or are you startin’ t’enjoy this?” All she could hear in response was horny, broken mutterings down below. Clearly, Viper’s terror had switched to lust, possibly indicating that Rogues farts were causing her mind to regress into a mindless, horny fart-slave. This only made Rogue smile more as she started twerk farting on the villainesses’ face. Up and down went this PAWG’s cheeks, delivering pain and stench on every drop. The irises in Viper’s eyes could only see two big balloons rising and crushing down on her face, turning them from round to heart-shaped. Moments later, Rogue stopped and smothered her butt into her foe again, absorbing more of her face into her butt crack. If Rogue was going to finish off Viper, she better do it now, before she risked sucking her lifeforce dry, killing her.
“Kiss mah big butt goodbye, Sugah!” Said Rogue, bending her arms and clenching her fists. She grunted loudly, summoning a final short poot to knock out Viper.
PPPHHHRRRTTT!!!
“Ahhhhh~” Rogue said, letting out a satisfied breath upon releasing her last fart. At the same time, Viper below her felt herself climax, letting off a final wail of ecstasy as she fainted below. “Phew! That was nasty! They sure don’t call me Skunk-hair for nuthin’!”
Rogue slowly stood up again, lifting her butt off. She struggled briefly as Vipers head became stuck in her arse crack, pulling it out of there with her free hand. She turned her head and torso around, looking down and seeing how much carnage she wrought upon the villainess. Clearly, her assumptions were correct. Viper DID seem to enjoy getting punished in the end by Rogues heavenly gassy ass, noticing her bleeding nose, wincing smiling face, dripping saliva and her wet crotch.
“Whelp. That was fun!” Rogue said to herself, wiggling her jiggly booty with her hands before walking away, leaving Viper unconscious on the floor. The Heroine turned her attention back to the WMD, walking over to it and preparing to dispose of it. As she was about to pick it up, Rogue began hearing a beeping noise, one that already made her feel nervous. Upon closer inspection, Rogue saw what appeared to be numbers, counting down from 30 seconds. Rogue gasped, freezing in shock while letting out another fart behind her in response.
FRRRRT!
“Dammit! That lil’ Bitch musta set the timer on before ah knocked her out!” Rogue said, panicking. She took a brief moment to calm herself before she continued. “It’s okay! Relax. Imma X-Man. I handle stuff like this all the time. I got mah super flight back, so no worries there. All I gotta do is—”
“It’s the Mutant. She took out the boss!” A HYDRA goon said behind her, entering through her section of the command chopper out of the control room. Rogue quickly took him out just by flying her butt into him, knocking him out and making him lose some teeth in the process. When more goons inside the helicopter showed up, she was quick to immobilise them by strapping them all up against the metal walls of the Chopper with cargo harnesses. Rogue quickly went to grab the nuke, which was now at twenty-one seconds left.
…20…19…
Rogue quickly picked up the bomb again in her hands. She took a brief look and could see it was at eighteen seconds left. Without any more delay, she jumped out of the command chopper and flew up and away. The rest of the HYDRA choppers pursued after her, opening up a hail of gunfire. Rogue swiftly took evasive action, dodging the gunfire as much as she could. So far, she sustained no injuries. She flew as high as she could into the air, getting the bomb to a suitable height for disposal. Rogue was pushing herself to the limit, desperately trying to gain as much altitude as possible. She only had ten seconds left, there was no more time to dispose of the bomb. She needed to chuck it away now and get herself out of the blast radius in time. It wasn’t going to be easy, given that she was still under heavy fire from HYDRA attack Helicopters. For the sake of all life in the Savage Land, she had to do what was necessary to save it, even if it meant taking a bullet in the process.
10…9…8…7…6…
Rogue quickly rotated her arm with superhuman speed, spinning the nuke around in her hand. She then let it go, throwing the device up far and high into the air. Now all Rogue had to do was fly herself away before she got herself caught in the blast. With all her might, Rogue pushed herself to fly as hard and fast as she could, racing off like a jet going at Mach Ten.
…5…4…3…2…
“Ah’m gunna make it. I’m gunna--"
…1…0
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM!!!
Went a massive, nuclear explosion above, igniting behind Rogue in a flash of bright light. A gigantic fireball erupted, setting the sky ablaze. The force of the detonation, made everything around Rogue tremble in mid-air. Just as she reached a safe distance, the shockwave of the blast knocked into her, ceasing her flight and making her spin wildly out of control. Rogue felt like she’d been hit by a freight train as her whole world started spinning around, making her feel dizzy. As she plummeted downwards, the HYDRA choppers pursuing her also took the shockwave, severely damaging the aircraft. It must have also caused an EMP, as all of their engines became inoperable.
As for Rogue herself, she continued to fall out of the sky, still spinning around all over the place. She held her mouth, feeling the urge to vomit, trying her hardest not to. Rogue soon regained control of her fall, spreading herself out like a starfish in freefall. She then took a brief moment to turn around and look above herself, see what had become of the HYDRA choppers. Like Rogue, the vehicles also started to spin and drop out of the air, one by one. She could see the crew inside quickly bailing out of their doomed aircraft, the unconscious Viper also being evacuated with them, jumping out in freefall and deploying their parachutes. With the bomb gone and their plans in tatters, HYDRA was no longer a threat. At least for now.
“Whelp. Once again, the day is saved. Thanks to Rogue! And it ain’t even lunchtime yet!” Rogue said proudly, kicking back and relaxing in mid-air as she continued free-falling, once again landing on the top of a cloud with style.
“And ah have you to thank. Mah pretty little big tooty booty you!” Said Rogue in adoration, raising her booty upwards towards our view before letting off one final fart, giggling as she let it out.
PPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTT!!