A little colab did with  veender

Here is a story that he writed
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"It won't matter if you escape this time..." The villainous geneticist named Mister sinister began as he stood before his captive, the member of the X-men known as Rogue. Her arms and legs were encased in metallic restraints, holding her against an operating table in one of his laboratories. "In fact, it would be better for your sake if you remained here as my guest." He continued, baring his teeth in a menacing grin while gesturing to her.
Rogue rolled her eyes at the villain's bravado. She had heard this villain speech dozens of times over the years, and such things had long since lost their intimidation factor. Besides, she'd skipped breakfast as a result of being captured and was getting impatient as a result of her hunger. "That so? Well, I got news for you mister tall, dark and gruesome..." Rogue started as she pulled against the restraints. Almost immediately the metal creaked against her might, startling the villainous scientist before the southern belle.

With the sound of metal shredding, Rogue pulled her arms and legs free and flew toward her captor like a rocket. Mister Sinister jumped out of the way barely in time as she crashed through the wall behind him. Whipping his head back around, he watched as Rogue flew back into the room, but not under her own power.
Rather, the mutant was shoved against the wall on the far side of the lab by a beam of red energy, slamming into the wall hard enough to crack the surface. As she shook her head to regain her bearings, through the hole she had made in the wall stepped another member of the X-men named Cyclops.
"Heh... I did warn you." Mister Sinister told Rogue as he got to his feet. "It will be much safer if you remain in here. That way the clones of your friends won't have to put you down!" He smirked confidently and ran a hand through his oily black hair to fix it. As if on cue, several other X-men clones entered the room as well, all wearing perfect replicas of their original's costumes.

Rouge was mad before, but with this reveal she was furious. The cracks in the wall behind her grew larger from the force of her pushing off of it with her feet as she flew again. Dodging the next optic blast and engaging the clones in battle. "You think I'm gonna let y'all make some army of us? No dice, Sinister!" Rogue shouted as she tossed a clone of Wolverine through a wall and flew at the clone of Storm. "Besides, I missed out on breakfast and lunch...!"

Sinister was startled once again by the sheer ferocity of his captive's resistance, but that paled with the surprise he felt watching the white-haired mutant vanish head-first past Rogue's lips as she was swallowed whole. Rogue's green and yellow costume stretched around the middle as her midriff rounded out and swelled, the southern woman licking her lips as she quickly finished her meal. "Mm. Clothes kinda got in the way, but that's almost as good as Gambit's cookin'!"

This continued one after another as Rogue devoured the rest of the clones protecting their creator. Jubilee, Cyclops, Wolverine, even Colossus and Beast all found themselves engulfed in her huge gut. "Now, I'm not exactly complainin', mind you... But why wasn't I in yer lil' army of X-clones?"

Sinister wasn't even able to reply immediately, completely bewildered by Rogue's apparent ability to consume people. The clones within her belly moved weakly, their strength being sapped by her infamous mutant power. Instead, the villain sprinted out of the room, followed in hot pursuit as fast as Rogue's noisy, massive stomach would allow her as she crashed through the wall behind him and squeezed it through the hall.

Sinister ran as fast as he could with the massive, gurgling gut crashing and slamming through the hall, though it was closing in quickly. Rogue's stomach got jammed on a bulkhead at the last possible second, the villain in front of her smirking before turning a corner. As the stuffed southern belle eventually squeezed her bulk through the reinforced doorway, she heard a man's scream from around the corner.

Rogue turned the corner and saw herself. Or rather, a clone of herself. Almost as large as she was, with her own gigantic, grumbling gut. Rogue was quick to notice her clone was currently finishing another meal, slurping down a pair of legs in a familiar costume: Mister Sinister had apparently fallen to one of his own creations, the clone prioritizing her hunger over protecting her creator.

By the time Rogue had come to a stop, her belly bumped into that of her clone, the two supple orbs sloshing and pressing against one another in a bizarre handshake. The clone belched and leaned in without a word, though the X-men could tell from the look in her eye that her clone didn't want to make friends.
When the clone Rogue leaned in with he jaws open wide, she instead found herself on the receiving end of a swift punch to the nose from the original. "Oh no you don't!" She exclaimed, turning the tables on he dazed counterpart. The clone vanished down Rogue's throat with surprising speed given the size of her counterpart's stomach, but in the end it just meant the mutant's middle doubled in size from the massive meal entering it.

"Talk about bein' full of yerself..." Rogue commented with half-lidded eyes, placing a hand on her stomach. Thee wee some super-powered struggles for a minute, amounting only to forcing up air in a massive belch from the bloated southern woman's lips. "BOORRRRUP! Oofh, 'scuse me!" She said out of habit than actually excusing herself, placing a hand to he moth with a smile as the other patted her much quieter gut.
Feeling even more powerful as she absorbed her clone's strength along with that of her meals, Rogue flew out of the building, barely feeling the impact of crashing through the ceiling of Sinister facility and returning to the X-mansion.

The flight was uneventful, the enormously engorged woman looking like a blimp as she flew through the sky digesting her meal. With a super-powered metabolism, the handful of hours it took Rogue to return were enough to handle just about everything she'd eaten, packing on an absurd amount of weight in the process.
When she landed on the front lawn of the the mansion, Rogue was met by the real Storm and Cyclops, who were astonished at how different she looked. Her breasts were larger than watermelons, each of the nipples completely exposed along with her stomach.

While not as large as it had been hours before, Rogue's bulbous belly was still large enough to fit at least two people inside of it, the orb having completely destroyed the front of her jumpsuit in tandem with her boobs. The back of her costume wasn't faring much better. The plump mutant's wide hips and the massive cheeks of her butt were enough to shred the seat of the clothing, leaving only random strips of the fabric that covered so little of her behind that she may as well have been naked. Her thighs had begun to split open random patches around her legs, and while her thickened calves hadn't done any damage to her boots, it was only a matter of time given how tightly they clung to her.
"My word... Rogue, What happened to you!?" Storm asked, stunned by the sight of her fellow X-man that she stopped her approach several feet away while Cyclops walked right up to the woman's side.

Still drunk from her predatory escapades and tired from the day's events, she tried to focus on her friends but couldn't quite manage it. She registered that Cyclops was speaking to her but couldn't understand it and shrugged. "Sinister must've sent y'all for round two. Fine by me, I've made some room!" She exclaimed, immediately grabbing the team's leader and subjecting him to the same fate as his clone.

Storm, too stunned to react, only began to defend herself when it was too late. Rogue was vastly more powerful than she had been earlier in the day and easily pounced on the weather-controlling mutant through the gale, where she promptly devoured her as well.
With food in her belly again Rogue felt a little more clear-headed and sighed happily, patting her stomach before making her way into the mansion itself. Her groaning gut swung laboriously with each of her steps, bumping into tables and knocking over chairs as she moved deeper into the building.

"These clones tasted different. Weird... BUUURP!" Rogue commented on her meals before belching up Cyclops' visor and Storm's headpiece. The woman didn't even pay the objects any mind, feeling too good to give them a second glance as she walked over them.
"Jus' wait til they hear this story! Betcha Logan's gonna get a good laugh out of it..."

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