Somewhere in today’s chapter:

“Damn you! Now I need to go. You and your big mouth.”

  

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Disclaimer:
 

"This is fan fiction for the Whateley Academy series. It may or may not match the timeline, characters, and continuity, but since it's fan fiction, who cares?
  

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“Mark, Mark, wake up!” I heard a voice calling me.

“Come on Mark, wake up!”

“Just five more minutes.” I said and then I felt a splash of cold water hitting my face and I do mean cold. Needless to say I jumped and ended up hitting my head on the ceiling.

“Ouch! What was that for?” I asked

“Mark, get down here.” MJ said and I noticed I was floating with my head touching the ceiling.

“I don't know how. The last time I tried I fell down.”

“Try to will yourself down gently.”

“Okay.” I did as she told me and I imagined myself going down, but somehow I guess I imagined going too fast and the next thing I knew I was standing on the floor inside the kitchen and there was a hole in the kitchen ceiling and MJ was looking down to me from it.

“What part of gently didn't you understand?” She asked me with an amused look on her face.

“Give me a break, okay? I have no idea what I am doing here.”

“Okay, give me a few seconds to get there and don't move a muscle.”

“Okay.” The next thing I knew she was jumping through the hole and landed swiftly right in front of me.

“How did you do that?”

“Practice, I have been training in Parkour for a couple years now.”

“Oh wow, I didn't know that. That's kinda cool.”

“It is great to get away from problems, it is something every girl should know along with self defense classes.”

“Like the hit and run like hell routine?”

“That's the idea. But enough about me. Why did you freak out when you promised me you wouldn't?”

“I freaked out? Why? I don't remember very well. The last thing I remember is you telling me to not to freak out and then.... then... Oh SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!”

“Ah, you just remembered?”

“You said that I... I... am growing breasts. AND YOU THOUGHT THAT I WOULDN'T FREAK OUT?”

“Hey! You don't need to yell at me. I'm right here in front of you, you know.”

“Did you know that when you tell someone don't freak out it is almost guaranteed to cause a freak out? Specially with news like that.”

“I know, but what could I do? I didn't expect you to pass out though. By the way the flying trick was pretty cool.”

“I know, but how am I going to explain this to my parents?” I said waving at the hole in the middle of the kitchen ceiling. “I just made the bathroom unusable and the kitchen too. God they are going to be pissed at me.

“At least you are not freaking out about the breasts thing anymore.”

“Dammit! I was trying not to think about it. I am turning into a freak. I'm going to be a joke. A guy with pink hair, eyes and powers... and boobs.”

“Hummm... Mark? I don't think that is what's happening at all.”

“What do you mean?”

“Did you take a good look at the mirror?”

“Sort of. I'm starting to look like an effeminate gay guy.”

“That's not what I'm seeing.”

“Huh?”

“You are not looking like an effeminate gay guy at all.”

“What do you mean?”

“I guess I can't tell you not to freak out again so I'll just say it anyway, okay?”

“Okay. It can't be worse than growing boobs anyhow.”

“Mark, you are starting to look like a girl, a very hot one at that.”

“WHAT?????? I AM TURNING INTO A GIRL????”

She gave me a big hug and said while holding me “Calm down Mark. Calm down. Everything will be okay.”

“B.... but I don't want to be a girl.” I said and started bawling at her shoulder.

“I know, I know.” She said stroking my hair gently trying to calm me down.

“H...how do you know I'm turning into a girl?”

“I'm not sure, but I heard it can happen and the clues kind of jump out at me from you, you know?”

“You mean the pink eyes and hair?”

“No, not the pink. Did you know that pink used to be a manly color?”

“Really?”

“Yeah, until the 19th century the pink color was considered too strong and passionate for someone as delicate as a girl. Anyway it's not the pink that clued me it was your other changes.”

“Other changes?”

“Your eyes are bigger, your face is smoother and taking an oval shape, the breasts, the hips seem a bit wider and your behind is looking rounder and bigger. Oh and your voice is sounding higher too.”

“Now that you mention it, the pants do feel a little tight right now.” I said feeling a bit uncomfortable. “And what do you mean about my voice?”

“The change is still small, but you do sound a little bit more like a girl. The one thing I don't understand is why is that happening so fast.”

“Fast?”

“Yeah, from what I read about the physical changes caused by the BIT on a newly emerged mutant usually take months and don't happen as fast as they are happening to you.”

“What am I going to do? I can't go back to school like this. And what will my parents say? I'm soooo doomed right now.”

“First it might be a good thing you don't go back to school right now, Marshal is very pissed at you. Whatever you did has him fuming.”

“I don't know what I did to him either. One moment he is about to hit me and the next moment he is hitting some sort of pink force field around me. When I moved my arms up to protect myself some sort of blast came out from my hands and he was thrown back several feet, just stopping because he hit the wall.”

“A blast? I heard some people say it was a pink fist coming out from someone glowing pink. I don't think most people knew it was you. I heard some people even say it was a girl that Steven was hitting on. I saw your field when you flew up and it kinda makes it harder to recognize you.”

“What? People thought it was a girl that did it?”

“Yes and I think they might be right about that too, or at least they will be right sooner or later.”

“Oh God. I am turning into a girl, ain't I?”

“I guess so. Hum..... Mark?”

“Yeah?”

“Did your check your..... huh... you know?”

“Huh?”

“You know, to see if it is normal or... shrinking?”

“Shrinking?” I said going pale, as it dawned on me what she was talking about.

“I... didn't, and.... now I am afraid to do so.”

“Well... sooner or later you will have to do it. When was the last time you went to the bathroom. Other than to check yourself in the mirror I mean.

Dammit. She had to remind me of that. The last time I went was this morning before going to school and now I really needed to go. I needed to go bad.

“Damn you! Now I need to go. You and your big mouth.” I said. I started to run towards the downstairs restroom. I could hear MJ giggle as I left the kitchen.

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Inside the restroom I lifted the toilet seat and opened the pants’ button, feeling a huge relief when I did so as it was getting REALLY uncomfortable. I reached down to grab my little friend to aim, you know like any other guy in this world, and when I did so I got a big shock, or should I say small? As it was exactly what happened to my little friend, it was small, having lost all the growth it had gained the last couple years since I started my puberty.

I wanted to curl up into a ball and cry but I still needed to go so I aimed the best I could and let go.... What a mistake it was, the pee went everywhere BUT the toilet making a huge mess out of things. A huge stinking WET mess. If it wasn't so sad it would be almost comical.

Needless to say it took a long time for me to clean up the mess I made and used a huge amount of toilet paper doing so. I guess I will have to sit down to do my business from now on. (sigh)

The next problem was when I tried to button back my pants, I just couldn’t do it. It was too tight, and I just couldn't go out as MJ was waiting for me. Before I could think of something I heard MJ saying that she left a pair of tracksuit pants outside the restroom for me to put on. I guess she knew that would happen.

I slowly opened the door a little and grabbed the pants from the door handle closing it quickly afterward. I put on the pants and they did fit, though they were a bit tight on the hips and a little loose at the waist, at least I could tie the pants’ string to make them fit better and not let them fall down as soon I took a few steps out.

I left the restroom feeling completely embarrassed and blushing like mad. (Did I just say blushing?)

“Ohh... that's a cute shade of pink.” She said.

“What?”

“You are blushing and it is a very cute shade of pink.”

“Damn it.”

“Calm down, Mark. I didn't mean to tease you. By the way did you know your eyes change colors when you get angry?”

“They do?”

“Yes, they change from a pale pink to a hot pink color.”

“Shit! Shit! Shit!”

“You do like to say shit a lot, don't you?”

“Don't you start on me, MJ. I'm under a lot of stress right now.”

“Then you wouldn't like to know that your hair grew a couple more inches and it is starting to look really good.”

“WHAT? Are you trying to make me freak out again?”

“Not really, I just wanted to see your eyes change color again, it is so cool.”

“I'm glad you are amused by my predicament.”

“I'm sorry.” She said and gave me a hug, and it felt good, very good. The way my breasts felt touching her breasts was very pleasurable. (What did I just think? Shit I'm doomed.)

“MJ? What am I going to do now? I need to talk to my family and I have no idea how to do that.”

“Don't worry about it.” She said.

“Why not?”

“Because they will be here any minute now. My parents too.”

“WHAT?”

“I called them while you were in the restroom.”

“You mean you told them what happened to me?”

“Not exactly, I said you had some serious problem and needed them here ASAP. I told my parents though. I think they might be able to help you out.”

“Help me out? How? They know someone capable of reversing the changes?”

“I don't know. Probably they will help you find some doctor to examine you and someone to do your preliminary powers tests.”

“Power tests? What is that?”

“It is where they test to see which powers you have, what kind of mutant you are and stuff.”

“Oh.”

“You know, I'm kind of glad you are a mutant, and I am not bothered by your changes by the way.”

“Why is that?”

“Well... you know I said that I would probably manifest sooner or later because both my parents are mutants, right?”

“Yeah... I remember that.”

“The thing is.... I did manifest a little while ago during Christmas break. I'm going to a private school for mutants at the beginning of the next school year.”

“Really? What kind of powers do you have?”

“My powers are electromagnetic based, basically I am an energizer and also a gadgeteer.”

“Gadgeteer? What is that?”

“Well... you know how I like to mess with electrical stuff, right?”

“Yeah, you were always tinkering with something and trying to build stuff.”

“That's a gadgeteer, we can build stuff, we have an innate understanding about devices and we can also create new stuff.”

“That is a cool power, useful and discreet.”

“Aren't you going to ask me why I'm not bothered by your changes?”

“Huh? Why aren't you bothered by my changes?”

“Mark, I know you have had a crush on me for a while now.”

“Y.... you knew that?”

“Yeah, my mom has been trying to play the matchmaker to us for a while and she noticed how you felt about me.”

“Really? And she just told you that?”

“Well.... not really. First she noticed how I felt about you.” She said blushing.

“B...but then.... why aren't you bothered about what is happening to me?” I asked confused.

“Mark. I'm going to a private school for mutants next semester and with you manifesting it means you can go too... The other thing is that... I'm... bi.” She said blushing.

“You are what?”

“I'm bisexual. Gender doesn't matter to me, what matters is who the person is and I fell for who you are, so....” She said hugged me and started to kiss me.

What can I tell you about the kiss. The kiss was.... well... magical. It was like an electrical charge went through my entire body I don’t know if it was her power or something else but I didn’t care. My legs felt like jelly and I couldn't think straight. My heart was beating a million times per minute and it was like the world just melted away, leaving just me and her. I never felt like this before and I loved it.

We were kissing passionately when we heard a gasp and we stopped kissing to see my parents and MJ’s parents standing next to the front door looking at us with unreadable faces.

  

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To be continued….