Bundles of joy, bundles of lust.

On her back and gritting her teeth, Phoenix raised her chin and pushed as hard as she could when the contractions cut through her. Wracked with the pleasure pain coursing through her and making her laugh as she was **** to push again and again. Reaching up to feel her tits and up her neck, she relished the experience, to know that she was stealing from Jean a precious moment with Scott like this, just as she was **** to clutch at her swollen belly and push again, making her moan out loud before laughing again. Feeling the first born of her litter crown at her pussy as she pushed again.

Nearby the rest of her friends were in the same situation, prone on their backs with their legs spread and their hands at their bellies, **** to push as their muscles betrayed them. Nearby, Scott stood hunched, watching like some proud patriarch as his women gave birth to his brood of children. Ororo wailed and cried out in both pain and passion, a storm brewing overhead as she pushed one more time and a mewling wail could be heard from between her legs. Anne Marie's eyes fluttered as the Southern Belle pushed, another newborn being pushed out and a sibling taking its place to be born in her birth canal.

"YES! YES!" Screamed the Phoenix, hefting one of her tits to her mouth to lick before contractions took her again, she counted three so far, and a forth demanding to be born as she pushed again. Looking deep within her mind, she could feel Jean Grey trapped at the back of her psyche, watching helplessly as the Phoenix used her body. "How does it feel my tiny canary? To know I'm... BEARING Scott's brood and not you?"

Unable to hear a response from the woman, Phoenix was too enraptured by the experience she was having, the overload of pain and pleasure as she pushed and birth a fourth babe and felt a fifth crown at her pussy. All around her she could feel the passions of her friends and lovers as they were paralyzed in labor. When her fifth was finally born, the contractions had finally stopped, and the Phoenix collapsed in a heavy breathing heap. It took her several minutes to compose herself before she rolled onto her side and gathered up her quintuplets and brought them to her breasts.

Her eyes fluttered as she fed her two newborns, looking out to see the rest of her tribe sisters had also finished giving birth. Each of them had born anywhere from 4 to 5 children each, meaning NOW they were quite numerous. It made the salacious telepath smile a toothy grin at that, especially Scott's impatient stare as he stood like some silverback gorilla just edging to vent off his aggression. Though it seemed he didn't have too long to wait at all, as he and the rest of his ladies noticed something approaching the grotto they decided to call their own.

There... Psylocke broke through the tree line and stumbled out for all to see, now large and voluptuous as the rest of them, and she was not alone.

"Hmm.... MORE for the tribe." Chuckled Phoenix, gasping as she felt her newborns bite at her stiff nipples. "Ooooh, this is only getting BETTER!"