This is directly inspired by 's Rubber Rogue.

DISCLAIMER: I know very little about the X-men universe and all information is based on very light research.

For the purposes of who-cares-it's-story-time, assume the main characters are above 18 and within the same age group.

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No.

Anna felt a tear crest her cheek as the girl hung limply off her arms.

“H-Hisako?”

She felt a rush of cool air against her skin. As the girl’s life force was drained, so were her powers. Anna felt her body jiggle as the psionic catsuit wrapping her body evaporated.

All it took was one lapse in concentration. The tiniest chink in Armor.

The fleeting ecstasy of her lips on my toxic cheek.

Anna pulled Hisako’s limp body tightly against her own. Her wail drowned out everything else – she did not hear the others come in. She was unable to resist as they wrenched her love from her arms. She was already frozen before the ice entombed her.

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“Charles. There is no other way. She is a danger to everyone around her.”

The man glided smoothly forward, his face devoid of emotion. His very presence weighted the room with reverence, and yet simply being in his gaze brought with it a comforting warmth. Tonight, however, there was only a solemn cold that bit the fingers of the room’s three occupants.

“Tell me about this… thing.”

Emma hesitated. She knew he, of all people, needed no explanation. He was stalling.

Katherine stepped forward, pushing past Emma. She had never approved of the union of her rival and her brightest student and was quick to dispense what she saw as long overdue justice.

“It’s a compound of rubber. Similar to latex. In fact, it was Hisako’s idea that first…”

Her voice caught.

“It was Hisako’s idea to combine her abilities with material construction. It’s strong. After it is tempered it is almost completely inert.”

Emma stepped forward, “of course, due to their, ah… amorous relationship, Rogue is already aware of the suit’s existence. The only way she can be convinced to… participate… will be with your help.”

Silence.

A soft whirr dominated the still air of the room, the man’s futuristic wheelchair a stark contrast against the rustic wood-and-leather furnishings of the office space. A harsh shadow masked his face as he turned to look out the window.

“Leave me.”

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The suit was held open in some strange metallic contraption. Anna stepped forward gingerly, unable to believe the situation she’d somehow stumbled into.

It was suspended in front of her, suspended in a graceful fall, arms limply outstretched and legs loosely arched backwards. The entire suit was completely open, allowing the wearer to simply fall into its loving embrace.

Anna shook her head. Loving?

“Rogue… please. Step into the suit.”

Anna grit her teeth. She felt a familiar presence in the back of her head. Probing. Invasive. Once it had been a sign of comfort. Now…

She watched helplessly as her foot stepped forward of its own accord.

Had it come to this?

Another foot.

…betrayal.

Time came to a standstill as her body fell forward into the inky blackness of the suit’s interior.

She felt her mind return as the presence removed itself quickly and uncourteously. Anna could feel it hurry away, abandoning her. There was something else mixed in to the mental imprint… shame? She might have regained control of her body, but it no longer mattered. She was past the point of no return.

Her feet landed in the suit first, and the machine moved accordingly to catch her fall. Anna gasped as she felt the sensuous latex apply itself to her body, its hood gripping her face in a gentle caress.

Almost all at once, the crushing tightness of latex enveloped her front half. Anna struggled to push herself free, but the machine puppeteered the suit with expert grace, matching every punch, thrust and kick. No matter which way she turned, the latex remained firmly affixed to her skin.

A whirr. Anna looked up, toward the source. Gas hissed somewhere out of sight. All at once, the machine began to stretch the latex tight around her body.

Anna cried out in a confused union of pain and pleasure, as the machine forcibly stretched the dual-layer latex against her skin, drawing it tight around her every limb… flattening against her nose, cinching her body and pulling high and tight into her crotch.

In an explosion of bliss, Anna’s eyes rolled, assaulted by the sensation of warm lasers melting the resulting seam into nothingness.

The heat loosened the latex, but sealed her fate. Quickly, the only openings left in the suit were its two eyeholes.

Anna shuddered as her sweat lubricated the suit, allowing her body to slide about freely within its tight confines. As it warmed up it began to melt slightly, allowing the suit’s tightness to slip between her lips and into every pore.

The PA crackled to life but Anna couldn’t understand it. Her focus was riveted on the suit sliding around her body, taking advantage of her slippery skin to settle into place, pulling perfectly into every crevice and shrinking tightly around every limb.

Then there was the cold. A chilly blast pouring down from somewhere above her. Anna cried out in shock. Wherever the icy cold touched, the latex contracted and grew rigid. The pores in her skin closed tight, drawing in any moisture and latex. Anna cried out as all at once the suit shrank and glued firmly into her skin, little bits of its structure drawn into her pores.

Anna knew that it was over. She was sealed permanently. As the rubber grew taut and firm, Anna knew it had bonded with her skin. The sudden shrinkage tempered the rubber compound, and Anna knew that no human nor mutant body could survive the intense heat needed to liquefy it again.

The hum of machinery faded to nothing, leaving behind a roaring silence. Anna stood slowly, the psionic latex hugging her body tight, every move reminding her that she would never again feel a breeze across bare skin. Never again feel the touch of another…

The door slid open with unsatisfying half-click. A nurse and a gurney. Her gaze forced her into a small bundle in a corner of the room.

“Hmmmph.” I can find my room alone.

Anna fought back a flood of tears. She had been robbed of her speech.

In a fit of rage, she grabbed the nurse's cheek with her hand, imagining the girl's life force draining into her veins.

That would never happen again.

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Anna lay on her bed. Her breath came in short gasps, filtering through an invisible nanomesh over each nostril. No matter how she grappled with the suit – no matter how she clawed and fought – it held fast. Firmly shaping her body against her will.

Just over the shadow of rage, past the hills of betrayal, Anna glimpsed something familiar. A resonant caress across her body… almost as if…

Hisako?

A flood of warmth. Anna vocalized mentally as all forms of negative thought dissolved into nothingness, scattered by a new, unknown presence. Peace and pleasure flooded her mind, rushing in to fill the void left behind.

The latex around her body stirred, two psychic arms held her in a tight embrace and Anna knew that somehow Hisako had returned to her side.

Anna moaned, the suit shrank tightly around her body, gripping her in a lover’s vice. There were no words exchanged – only understanding. She could feel Hisako’s hopes and dreams with her, she could feel her memories and regrets. An understanding that came from deep within her…

…and also wrapped tightly around her.

Soft kisses smothered her skin under the suit and the soft breath of a lover warmed the back of her neck. Its warm huff reverberated in the back of her head.

Whatever she had drawn out of Hisako’s physical body flowed out of her, pouring into the psionic essence that was tangled into the molecular structure of the latex suit. As Hisako regained control, so did her dexterity.

“HMMPHH…”

Anna’s eyes rolled in their sockets as Hisako pressed tight against her, pushing her onto her back and easing her own psionic body onto her lover’s. This translated to a firm shrinking sensation around Anna’s tummy and hips.

The female figure shuddered on the bed as phantom digits drew lazy circles on her belly, drifting lower and lower with each careless loop.

Anna’s hands darted to her crotch as the fingers grew moist, taking on new form as a rough tongue as it teased her inner thighs.

She smiled as her eyes puffed up and began to tear for the hundredth time today, but this time it was different. This time it was a tear for joy.

Hisako… You’re… you’re back.

AH!

Anna’s hips bucked as the tongue flitted against her clit. She heard a cheeky chuckle in her mind and braced herself.

The tongue was quickly joined by millions more, lining the inside of the suit and exploring every inch of her body.

The women threw their head back in ecstasy as one parted their lips, thrusting in between their legs and swelling up inside.

Anna’s head spun in gleeful bliss, she no longer knew what it meant to be herself. She was no longer the sole occupant of her body and there was no other person on this planet she would rather share herself with.

Oh… HA….. AH… Hisako… Oh my GOD.

Her intruder squirmed inside her as it grew, nubs pushing firmly but gently against her g-spot. Anna’s world spun when they came to life, vibrating against her rhythmically.

Ah… ah… AH… HYaaaa… Uunnngghhh…

Anna clenched her jaw as she felt her body teeter on the top of a cliff, and, with a final kiss planted firmly on her lips, leap right off the edge.

Waves of orgasmic pleasure coursed through her small body as the latex suit around her contracted in time with her pelvic muscles. Mental cries of pleasure filled the mansion as both girls brought each other to climax after climax.

Anna collapsed back onto the bed, letting her body sink in. Her breathing grew deeper and slower as the suit relaxed its grip on her body. Her grin was visible through the thin latex and the rise and fall of her shiny bosom sent a glint of moonlight dancing across the darkened walls of her room.

I love you, Anna.

Anna closed her eyes physically, but as soon as she did so she saw Hisako’s beautiful face before her.

I love you too.

A ripple of lingering pleasure jolted across their body as they both acknowledged the fact that their situation was well and truly permanent.

They got up to pinch the dying flame of the room’s only candle before leaping back onto the bed...

...together.

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Charles stared out the window of his quarters, his fingers firmly planted onto his forehead. He had always acknowledged that his powers had the potential to be more of a curse than a gift, but he had never fully appreciated the gravitas of that statement until tonight.

It had taken all of his mental capacity to silence the mental cries that bellowed throughout the mansion, unfettered by the damping effects of its thick, solid stone walls.

He looked across the quarters to the now dimmed room and let his hands finally fall to his sides for some well-earned rest.

A long drawn-out sigh.

“I’ve made a huge mistake.”