Disclaimer: X-Men Tales: is loosely based on the X-Men- Evolution t.v. cartoon series, as well as the comic book produced by Marvel Comics. ____________________________________________________________________
The X-Men are mutants, unfortunate people born with an X-gene that gives them extraordinary powers and abilities which makes them outcasts to those considered "normal" in the world.
X-Men Tales: -pt8
Title: UN-INVITED HOUSE GUEST
West Chester NY, Home for The School Of Gifted Youngsters at The Xavier Institute Of Higher Learning
The Mansion has been put on Lock Down. By orders of Professor Charles Xavier himself, no students are allowed to leave the halls of the compound without a sufficient chaperone. The X-Men are on high alert as they search the grounds for Multiple-boy, the latest victim in what has obviously become an attack on their students.
Professor Xavier sits in his wheel-chair in his study, in psychic rapport with the very thoughts of the search teams he sent to scour the grounds; Storm and Angel by air, and Forge, Beast, and Wolverine by land.
(("Search team One, what is your progress report?")) asks Xavier, through mental telepathy.
["Nothing by air, Professor. Ororo and I have flown over every inch of the compound, we're checking the outer parameters for any signs of a break-in!"] answers Angel, through thought.
(("I've questioned several of the students whom claimed to have seen Robbie sometime last night before he disappeared. Colossus, Gambit, Thunderbird, Spike, Northstar, and Cannonball all recall interacting with him some time during the evening hours before he disappeared. But I suspect the students were involved with the boy's multiple phantoms of the boy, and not his original body when he was abducted.")) reported Xavier.
["Which means Robbie could have been any where within the compound at the time of his abduction!"] reasoned Ororo (Storm), as she guided upon nature's winds.
["Maybe, maybe not..."] added Wolverine, making his way through the deep brush surrounding the outer un-maintained part of the grounds.
(("What is it Logan, have you found something?")) questioned Xavier.
Wolverine sniffed the ground, his keen animal like senses able to pick up on scents the average human nose could not detect.
["He was here Charles, in the center of the garden. I have his scent."] reports Logan. ["But the trail ends cold. There's no way Multiple-boy got outta here under his own power, somebody hadda have carried him off. I also have a shoe print. Send Forge out for samples, willya?"]
["On my way!"] answered Forged, promptly from across the compound.
The X-Men descend upon the area Wolverine reports.
(("What of an assailant, Logan? Did your senses pick up the scent of an outsider?"))
["No. Nothing. Not a damn thing."] responds Wolverine in frustration.
Forge arrives within seconds, pulling from his bag of electronic tricks, a device to mold the foot print at the scene.
Meanwhile high over head, Angel sees a disturbance in the brush near the eastern wall, and swoops down for a closer look. Angle's eyes are 10x sharper than human eye (much like an eagle's), as he sours above the trees.
(("What is it Warren?")) asks Xavier, sensing Angel's concerns.
["It may be nothing sir, could be a deer. I'll go down for a closer inspection."]
Angel finds a small clearing just outside the brush, his long white majestic wings flapped lightly as they helped bring him to a smooth landing. Brushing his natural born blonde hair from his blue eyes, he sharpened his focus in the dense brush that surrounded much of the compound. And though his eyes saw nothing peculiar, his instinct told him something was there.
Suddenly out of no where comes a dark shadow. A virtual blur. Angle is descended upon and attacked in the mere blink of an eye.
(("X-Men! I believe our assailant may still be on the premises! Angel is under attack by the east wall!")) announces Xavier.
["I'm on it!"] calls Ororo, changing directions in mid-air as easily as the wind blows.
Heavy footsteps echoed through the course brush surrounding the Xavier estate. His cover is blown. The X-Men will be on him in seconds. He runs through the dense forest, jumping logs, hurdling ridges, when out of no where he is hit by a blue furred fist.
"HUUUHHHFFF!!" yells the man as he is sent hurling backwards into a tree.
"It would appear the assailant is allergic to my blue furry fist. Let's see how he stands against my size 16 foot!" jokes the Beast, as he lunges forth with a fly-kick which strikes the assailant head-on.
Hank McCOY, a 7 foot blue furred acrobat with the intelligence of Einstein stands in awe, as the assailant he expected to be sleeping unconsciously at his feet, slowly smiles and raises his fist.
"I am a mutant of telekintic energy! When I am struck, I strike back...harder!" he announces. Despite Beast's speed and agility, he was caught of guard with a powerful punch which knocked him nearly 20 yards away. While this punch does not kill him, it certainly womb his ego.
["Xavier! The assailant has gotten away! I repeat, the assailant has gotten away! It's Shabastian Shaw, of the Hell Fire Club!"]
"He won't get far!" said Wolverine, bursting out of no where and tackling Shaw to the ground. Wolverine's skeleton is composed completely of unbreakable adamantium steel, making his bones (as well as his fists and claws) very formidable in a fight. The weight of his tackle would have broken any normal man's ribs, Shabastian mere used Wolverine's own body weight against him, rolling backward on the ground and using his powerful legs to hoist Wolverine straight up into the air like a catapult.
"You've always been too cocky for your own good, Logan!" smirked Shaw.
"As are YOU!" said Storm, from the air.
A massive lightening bolt erupted from her very finger tips, striking Shabastian Shaw body and electrocuting him with nearly 10,000 volts of pure energy. He falls to the ground a smoking mess of burnt clothing and chard flesh.
Storm quickly lowers the temperature around Shaw's body, making it bitter cold.
"No false moves, Shabastian...!" warned Storm as she drifted closer to the ground, wind and lightening whirling around her like a Frankenstein experiment.
"I...came...here...for your help! Not to fight!" said Shaw.
"Doubtful! What have you done to Multiple-boy? Where is he?" she interrogates.
"I...I'm here...b..because of...MOUNTJOY!"
(("Bring him to the Mansion.")) orders Xavier.
Beneath the Institute, lay several sub-levels and a maze of tunnels. Sub-level-2/ medical lab
"How is the patient, Moria?" asks the professor, being wheeled into the lab.
"Stable, and recovering quite quickly! informed Moria McTaggert (scientist). Her patient was securely strapped to an exam table, his arms, legs, neck, chest, and waist securely strapped in. "Are these restraints necessary, Charles? They severely hazard my examination!" asked Moria in frustration, removing her eye glasses as she turned in Xavier's direction.
"They are VERY necessary, Moria. Shabastian Shaw is a very formidable mutant. Do not take his weakened condition as a sign of weakness. He has the ability to take kinetic energy of any kind, and regenerate into his own use of power! And it's hard to read his thoughts, Emma Frost (the White Queen-very note worthy telepath) has given her charge psychic blockers, making his thoughts very difficult to read without cooperation!"
"I am a doctor Charles, I leave the fighting up to you and your students!" responded Moria, going back to her duties to her patient.
"Ch...Char....les..., nneed....hheepp..." stammered Shaw, barely able to talk after the sedative he'd been given.
"I know Shaw, that it why I am here." said Xavier, closing his eyes.
Xavier is billed as being the most powerful telepath on the planet. By concentrating, he is able to jump into Shaw's mind and read his most recent thoughts and memories! He sees glimpse of his childhood, being an outcast and teased and rejected by other children (so many mutant share the same type history). Then more recent events involves a sexual encounter with Emma Frost (the White Queen and head mistress of the Inner Circle of The Hell's Fire Club). Xavier lingers on the image longer than necessary, watching through Shabastian Shaw's mind's eye as he recalled his Queen bouncing a top him, driving his manhood deep into her quivering cunt. Xavier gets a hardon as images play in his mind. Shaw flips his Queen onto her back and drills her harder in missionary position. He humps and pumps until he has her cumming on his cock, then he thrusts in and unloads in her tight womb! Xavier loosens his tie's knot as he continues. Suddenly the White Queen becomes Mountjoy! Xavier sees remnants of Roberto Decosta (Sunspot) in Shaw's memory! His eyes pop open. "I have found Roberto!"
med-lab #2
Angle is tended to by the lab's automated "D.O.C.", for minor injuries sustained in his brief battle with Shaw. He lays on a large medical bed as an electronic eye scans him for injuries.
"So how goes ye exam?" asked Sean Cassidey (Banshee), as he walks into the room.
"You tell me." said Angel, his pride still hurting from the thrashing he got.
"Well, bio-scan says everything's normal, no broken wings or bones!" said Banshee, in his usual Scottish accent.
"Great." responded Angel, sitting up on the table. He spread his lilly white wings, expanding them full length before retracting them behind his back like a bird.
"Ye sound disappointed that ye not be injured m'boy. We captured the assailant, ye sha be more happy!"
"Happy? I was damn near useless out there! If it weren't for Storm....!"
Angel stopped before finishing the sentence. He long ago accepted the fact that he was considered the least powerful of Xavier's student long ago (save for maybe Forge). All he had were his eagle eyes and his bird wings! Wolverine had his claws, Storm had her weather abilities, Banshee had his high sonic powered voice cords, Beast could fight his ass off, even Forge could design some of the best weapons from scratch (he was better than McGiver!).
Even the younger students were more powerful!
"Not e'ryone can be a powerhouse, Warren. We all are special in our own right, ye know?" reasoned Banshee.
"I know, Sean! I preach this to my students everyday during classes! Still..., it's frustrating not having anything more substantial than a pretty face to bring to the table!" yelled Angel, somberly.
"Yeh, and a very pretty face it be, lass." smiled Banshee, catching Angel's attention. "Ye have one of the most desirable powers of all..."
"What's that?" asked Angel, curiously.
"The power to make men's wee cocks grow long and big!" answered Banshee, making Angel laugh out loud.
"Oh? And... is that wee cock of yours hard right now?" asked Angel, looking deeply into Banshee's eyes.
"Aye. And might I add, I am a bit insulted that ye had to ask!" he joked.
"Well, let me apologize for that personally." said Angel, slipping down off the table and onto his knees before Banshee. Banshee grabbed the remote from Angel's bed, and pressed the "close" button to seal the exam room door so that his fiancee (Moria) wouldn't walk in on him.
Angel unzipped Banshee's pants, and tugged his hardon free. It was a beautiful 6 and 1/2 inch cock. Angle took it into his mouth eagerly, swallowing it in one swoop! He'd often wondered what Banshee's cock looked like. He'd already had the entire staff under his belt (literally), having been fucked by Beast's thick 9 inch cock, Wolverines short but extremely thick uncut cock, and Forge's slender but long dong! He'd even wanted to turn his booty up to some of his student jocks; with Thunderbird, Gambit, Colossus, and Cyclops being at the very top of the list! As the older students, their young bodies were just coming into man-hood, sprouting hair and growing large cocks! But for now, he'd have to satisfy himself with just bagging Banshee for the first time. The Scottish born teacher with the flaming red hair was a knock out by anyone's standards. The only reason Angel hadn't allowed him to "hit it" before now was because he hardly ever lest Moria's side (if he wasn't teaching a class). He knew the 2 were engaged to be married, but no date had ever been set due to Moria's demanding world-wide schedule.
Banshee watched the most handsomest man in the world sucking back and forth on his dick, and loved what he saw. Angel's sweet perfectly formed lips wrapped around Banshee's cock, and worked along the hard shaft effortlessly. He knew of Angel's reputation as a rich pretty boy, and had heard rumors of him even being bi-sexual! There was that on-going rumor of an Angel -Black Widow -Daredevil 3way some time ago (though it was never confirmed by any of the 3 parties). He knew Angel had to have had some of the best, most famous cocks on earth. A man as rick, powerful, and beautiful as he, -HAD to have his pick of cock and cunt!
Angel was never one to brag, but his list of sexual conquests were long; Forge, Wolverine, Beast, Banshee, Daredevil, Captain American, Wonder man, Black Panther, Captian Marvel, Human Torch, Power man, Iron fist, Tony Stark, Nick Fury, Rick Jones, Bruce Wayne, Tom Sellect, Ben Affleck, Brad Pitt, George Cloney, -just to name a few! There was nothing he loved more than giving his rich powerful ass up to another rich or powerful man! The only ones on his list that he hadn't yet reached (or was scared to) were the Hulk, Hercules, and Thor! These men weren't just powerful, they were power houses! And Angel wasn't sure a normal human body could withstand a pounding from one of those men!
"I be pretty close to popping my cork here, Angel!" warned Banshee. "Did ye want me to cum in ye mouth, or in ye buttock?" Angel pulled his mouth off of Banshee's meat, and flung back his blonde hair from his face.
"Cum in my ass, Scotsman!" he said, standing up to drop his uniform.
"I thought ye'd never ask!" smiled Banshee, ready for a tight fuck. Moria was always so busy with her projects, experiments, and excavations that she hardly ever had time to fuck! Banshee could hardly wait to try Angel's ass. "Only problem is..." he continued, as Angel stripped. "...when I cum, I tend to scream a loud! No doubt Moria will hear and know what I'd been up to!"
"No problem..." said Angle, finally naked as he spread his wings. "We can take this to the skies!"
"Excellent idea!" smiled Banshee, following Angel to the window. In seconds, both men were air born, and miles away from the Institute. Angel flapped his wings, then turned around to face his colleague as he spread his legs wantonly. Banshee came up between his legs, and inserted his erection between Angel's perfectly shaped butt cheeks.
They fucked in mid-air, reaching speeds of over 100 mph, attached by cock to asshole! Banshee fucked into Angel with hard urgent thrusts, hammering away at the handsome angel until he felt his cock starting to throb and swell! Just like a bird in flight, Angel guided his wings to sore upward, before changing directions to pummel towards the ground in a death fall! Banshee was still thrusting, unable to stop himself as he fucked harder and deeper into his rich handsome friend. At 10,000 feet, he felt himself starting to cum.
Banshee let out a scream worth every bit of his name-sake. The loud screech could be heard for miles as he and Angel tumbled towards the ground! The cum shot out of him and into Angel's asshole in a long series of heavy gushes! At 5000 feet Angle's cock began to erupt in mid-fall. The cum spurt from his cock and immediately went air-born to fall to the ground later as drops of white rain! At 2000 feet Banshee felt Angle's flexing asshole sucking his cock tube, milking him thoroughly of every last ounce of his cum sauce.
At 200 feet he withdrew, pulling his satisfied cock from Angel hole. The 2 men pushed apart and separated just a mere 10 feet from the ground, changing directions before splattering the ground and with their bodies!
"That was close!" said Banshee, on the way back up from their free fall.
"That's what makes it so exciting!" laughed Angel, his tightening his asshole to keep a hole of Banshee's cum. "Now let's get back to the mansion, incase Xavier's come up with any new information!"
The Laboratory at Xavier's Mansion, is where we find the X-Men teacher's; -Forge, and Beast, hard at work on a project...
"Anything on that foot print that Wolverine found yet, gentlemen?" asks Storm, as she entered the lab area.
"Not much, Ro'." answered Forge, looking up from a stethoscopes. "Given the depth of the imprint, we figure the assailant's weight to be around 230-250 pounds. The print shows no distinct patterns or design. It's a plain print. Size 10, narrow, with a hollowed heel -by the looks of the mold we formed around it."
"Hollowed heel?" questioned Storm, curiously.
"Probably used as a jet propeller, or some other flying device as the heel appears to be cavernous in depth. Which would indicate a fuel source. Which in turn indicates that Multiboy's assailant may have prosthetic limbs, or may even be robotic itself." said Beast, the blue furred scientist with the amazing speed, strength, looks, and abilities of a human sized gorilla, and the brains of a NASA engineer.
"That would explain why Wolverine couldn't latch onto a scent by the assailant." figured Storm. "But how does any of this help us find who kidnapped Robbie?"
"You don't think we're holding Robbie's kidnapper in the med-lab?" asked Forge.
"Anything is possible. I don't want every option over looked."
"Maybe we can cross reference what we know into the Avenger's computer... see if any thing pops up on the Criminal World Wide Web." offered Beast.
"Avengers?" smirked Forge. "They have no use for mutants like us. What makes you think they'll give a damn that someone's snatching OUR kids?"
"They're not that bad." said Beast, disappointed in Forge's pessimism. "Actually they offered me a position with them recently..."
"Really?" surprised Forge and Storm, intrigued. "When did this happen?"
"Not too long ago." recalled Beast, thinking back to a few months to when he was coming back home to NY by train from a talk in Congress on the Mutant Registration Act in Washington DC.
It had been a long and grueling day, and the Beast had been attending that meeting in cognito as his alter-ego Dr. Hank Henry McCoy. Using his Image Inducer device (the same one which Nightcrawler also uses) to assimilate with the crowds. During his transfer of trains in Manhattan, Beast allowed for a lapse in concentration, and bumped into a pedestrian whom relieved him of his inducer (thinking it an expensive watch). The pick pocket had no idea what he had just lifted, but was soon confronted by a blue furred beast which looked hungry to eat him whole.
The entire Grand Central Station exploded in an uproar as frightened travelers ran in a panic in every which direction. No longer worried about his identity, Beast high tailed it out of there by scaling the marble walls to higher ground. He figured it would be easier to escape by phoning the mansion and waiting for Storm or one of the others to pick him up in the BlackBird while he awaited atop the skyscrapers. But Beast found the error in his logic when upon exiting, he was attacked by a tiny Wasp, -also traveling back to NY in cognito. Her paralyzing sting stuck Beast along his most vulnerable spot (the temple), causing him to loose his balance as he pummels back to the ground unconsciously.
When he awakened, he was in Avenger's Mansion in Manhattan, chained to a lab table like an animal. He could hear voices from within the room, discussing him like a lab specimen, but was much to groggy to respond properly.
"His vital signs reads off the charts! This is incredible. I have not seen readings like these in another human before." said Hank Pym -aka- Ant-man, -aka- Giant-man, standing over a computer monitor which gave precise readings of Beast's bio-chemistry.
"The Wasp said he was ramping and raving like an animal, with as little intelligence as the HULK. He was attacking people on the streets." said Captain America, walking over to the strapped monster.
"Likely, given his appearance...." assumed Pym. "I'm going to check the main computer's data bank to see if there a match."
"Okay. I'll stand guard incase the creature awakens."
Cap looked the blue furred animal over with smoldering eyes. The captive was a "big one" -he thought, "in more ways then one". Cap looked down at the monster's crotch, noting the big bulge pressing out the thin layer of material barely covering it. Curiously Cap fondled it, squeezing the fat lump much to Beast's surprise. Beast decided to keep quiet, curious to see what Cap would do next. Cap wondered if the blue monster's cock would look human, or more "dog like". Cap looked around to make certain they were alone, then unzipped his pants to find a large pair of blue furry balls, and a thick fat sheath housing a thick fat cock. Cap massaged the skin back and forth until it hardened and came out of it's hiding place. On instinct, Cap leaned forward and ate it. Beast gasped as he felt America's Greatest Hero swallow up his dick, and was suddenly grateful that he decided to keep his mouth shut after all.
Cap bobbed his head up and down in the monster's lap, amazed that it seemed to keep getting bigger and bigger. Stretching his mouth wide, Cap was no novice when it came to eating dick. Having spent many hours on his knees sucking some of the most heroic and evil dicks in this world and beyond (see The Mighty Avenger in the 2001 section of this group). He was amazed at the width of the monster's dick. Once in his mouth, it seemed to grow nearly 10 times it's original size. Cap had to stretch the folds of his lips wide to accommodate it, and even then it was difficult to get a good friction going as his jaw nearly locked in place.
He was sure the beast had no idea what was happening to him. Cap thought he could give the blue fur creature a nice thrill before all the prodding and poking continued when Dr.Pym returned with the Vision.
Beast in the mean time did a good job playing dumb. He groaned and grunted with every deep stroke of Cap's lips, throwing in an occasional growl to keep up pretenses. As a college student (before the lab accident which left Hank McCoy with beastly blue fur, pointy ears and sharp teeth) he always loved getting head by some of his room/classmates. Now however, getting his dick sucked wasn't quite so easy. Everyone who saw him usually mistook him as an evil monster, running for their lives in the opposite direction. Even in the cruising areas like public restroom and peepshow booths, once he pushed his blue cock through a glory hole, people would go running wild. Beast often joked about having "blue balls" after the accident, but in truth, it was no joke.
"This is one BIG COCK." gasped Cap, coming up for air.
Beast was tempted to grab the star spangled Avenger by the back of the head and force feed him his cock, but thought differently when he noticed Cap wasn't about to quit on him. Instead, Cap pulled off his spandex uniform and climbed up onto the exam table with the monster. With the creature's arms and legs firmly secured in shackles, Cap wasn't afraid to be in such close proximity.
Beast watched as Cap straddled his waist, then reached back to aim the fat blue cock up to his hole and push back. Cap's eyes bulged as the big cock slowly slid inside him. Beast noted how easily the hole opened, allowing for entry. Both man and beast stared into each other's eyes as their bodies connected as one.
"OOOOOHHHHHH...." groaned Cap, loving the stretching almost as much as Beast was loving the firm fit.
Once embedded, Cap started to buck his hips, riding the cock with amazing skill. He'd just been fucked by both the Avenger's newest honorary members -the Swordsmen, and the Falcon, followed by a long "good-bye" fuck session with Thor just before the thunder god's return to Asgard (Thor's mythical birth place). So Cap's ass had been well stretched and packed loaded with plenty of cum for lubrication. Gobs of semen flowed freely from Cap's relaxing hole, mingling into the beast's furry balls and matting the hairs with the collective stickiness.
"OOHHHHH..." Beast moaned, feeling the wet tightness surrounding his dick.
He was shocked to see an american icon in such a manner. Like most of the world, Beast had seen the american hero on television many times, but never would have pictured Cap as a slut whore on the make for cock. He always pictured the muscular masked man as a chick magnet, a real stud that had his pick of women the world over. Beast would never have guessed that Cap had been dog fucked and gang banged by every male in the Avengers, the Fantastic Four, the Justice League, the Teen Titans, the Defenders, the Champions, the Outsiders, and the Inhumans.
"OH, OH, UH, UH, UH, YES, YES, OH, UHH, UHH, OW, OH, OH YES, FUCK ME, FUCK ME..." moaned Cap, holding onto Beast's furry chest as he bounced his ass up and down the really wide pole poking his innards, Cap's fat cock bouncing along with him.
Beast started thrusting his own hips upward, ramming his dick into the man's ass time and again, causing Cap to shudder each time from impact.
So enthralled by their love making, neither man noticed when Beast suddenly broke through the metal straps holding him in place. He wrapped his extremely large ape like clawed hands around Cap's small 32 inch waist, and flipped him over on the table. Cap groaned in heat as he spread his legs wide to accommodate the monster's mass. Beast continued to ram his cock inward, driving himself into Cap's bowels with each stroke. Cap surrendered to Beasts control, giving himself into the creatures lust.
Beast fucked harder, his furry hips slamming into Cap's upturned ass cheeks. Cap's ass began to sting from the impact. The cheeks grew red from rug-burn. He could tell by the way the creature fucked, that he'd have a big load of the monster's cum invading his bruised colon any moment now.
Beast felt his climax approaching, and pulled out of Cap's delightfully sucking ass. Cap looked up in disappointment, thinking the creature was going to cum. He quickly realized he was wrong when Beast flipped Cap yet again, this time on his hands and knees as he re-rammed his cock back up into the stretched cunt.
Cap gasped as he was instantly impelled and fucked roughly like an animal, -just the way he liked it. Beast gripped at his waist to hold him steady as he fucked the man with increasing force, forgetting what true damage he could cause on a frail human form.
In doggy position, Beast felt he was more in his element. Since he looked the part of a beast, he often like to fuck as one. He growled, groaned and grunted, fucking his way far up into Captain America's ever loving ass. He liked watching his blue cock ram into the peach, pink, and red colored ass. He could see floods of cum being forced from Cap's ass with each thrusts. The table was covered in thick layers of slimy semen which had drained during the fuck. Cap would occasionally reach down to scoop up finger fulls of the cum, then bring the fingers up to his own lips to suck clean.
"OH YES, FUCK ME! FUCK ME YOU MONSTER, FUCK ME!!" yelled Cap, insane with lust as his cock suddenly started to erupt and shoot his hot load all over the lab table! Beast felt his balls tighten, as Cap's asshole flexed and pulsed on his plunging shaft!
"OOOHHH...AAAAARRRRRHHHHHGGGG!!!!" screamed the Beast, roaring like a lion in the jungle.
Cap jumped nervously when he heard the inhuman roar, but relaxed again once he felt the deluge of cum flooding into his rectum. Both man and beast collapsed in a heap of sweat, one on top of the other.
"Oh damn...that was NICE." groaned Captain America, more to himself then to the giant Alf monster.
"Yes, it was! Very nice, indeed!" said a deep throaty voice. Cap's head spun around on his shoulders as he looked back at the heavy monster laying on top of him. "Hi. Allow me to introduce myself. My friends call me, -Beast." And the rest was history.
(("X-Men!")) called the professor, snapping Beast out of his pleasant memory. (("Assemble in my study! I have news on the whereabouts of Sunspot!"))
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