New looks

It had been a week since Scott and Jean had gone to the rejuvenation pools, and had to get a change of clothes after the effects it had on them. He had asked the pool controller if there was a malfunction and to this day he still didn't get an answer. As far as the staff were concerned, nothing wrong happened. Well... 'Wrong' wasn't the best word to use. Getting dressed in a new set of clothes, Scott looked down and checked himself over, finding that everything fit after he had gone to the tailor's in extra baggy clothes and got refit. Looking himself in the mirror, he didn't look too different... Except for the new pants he had to wear which had some more space between his legs. He felt pretty embarrassed walking back home in swimming trunks that before the pool would have been loose fitting, and after? Well, even HE knew that some of the ladies he passed were giggling, and not because it was funny. Some were fanning themselves while others looked like they were stifling a moan, biting their lip.

And for good reason, the man was now as hung as a moose!

He didn't want to admit it, but he DID like the attention. ESPECIALLY from Storm and Rogue back in the pool. He was rather surprised by their boldness when he felt Anne Marie gently stroke him under the water or how Ororo guided his hand between her legs. Thinking back at that moment, he also realised he wasn't the only one effected. Jean looked amazing! The one piece she wore only highlighted her expanded curves. And Rogue? Storm? Both women looked like they'd burst out of their bikinis during their dip, and even more so when they got changed to leave.

Come to think of it, he hadn't heard from either woman since that day. Thinking on the matter, Scott decided he had some time before going to New York to do some work. Heading out of the bedroom he spotted Jean watching television.

"Hey honey, I'm going to head out early, I'll call you when I'm at work."

"Sure thing Scott, dinner will be ready when you get back." Jean responded, giving her husband a wink as he closed the door behind him.

The moment the door was shut, Jean's eyes took on a wild gleam as she inhaled sharply. She had been waiting for this, and she wanted to enjoy it to the fullest.

*

Making his way down the path towards Anne Marie's home Scott found the occasional early riser heading out to jog or enjoy the morning sun light from their front balcony, waving to the man as he came into sight. Rogue's place was closer and so she was the most obvious to check on first. Finally reaching her place, Scott knocked on the door. Looking behind him, he checked if anyone was around to see him, when he heard a voice on the other side of the door.

"Coming Sugah."

The moment the door opened, Scott found himself staring when Rogue stepped through the door frame with a smile when she realised who was there.

"Well, well, just the bronco I was hoping to ride this morning, how you doing love?" Rogue purred, twirling a finger around a lock of her full bodied hair. Her nails now sporting emerald green nail polish to match her lipstick and eye liner. Her attire was equally provocative. Wearing fishnet leggings that led up to a dark green denim miniskirt that exposed her flat stomach, overshadowed by the slopes of her firmly contained breasts held back by a green flannel top that was tied at the middle, giving a full view of her buoyant cleavage for anyone who dared to look down at the two perfect spheres struggling to break free of the fabric. A nose ring with matching earrings drew him to her beautiful face, competing for attention with her cleavage as his eyes darted up and down.

"Uhm... Hi Rogue, I was just coming over to check up on you. We haven't talked in a couple of days."

"There's a LOT of things we haven't done in a couple of days Sugah."

Playfully bringing her freehand out to dance one finger after another up his button shirt, she quickly grabbed the collar of his shirt and gently pulled him inside her home. "Let's make up for lost time."

Immediately Scott was pressed against the wall of the entrance hallway of Anne Marie's home as she made out with the man, passionately. Pressing up against him and guiding one of his hand to cup at her rear, moaning pleasantly into his mouth when she spotted his eyes go wide to find that despite now being larger and meatier, her thigh muscles were firm to the touch and her rump barely yielded to his gripping fingers.

"Like the new me Scott? I've been workin out, just for YOU."

Darting his eyes inside her living room, Scott found several work out machines and weights for muscle building. Looking back at the woman who pulled back to lick her lips and give him a smoldering look, he found it wasn't just her curves that had grown. Her shoulders and arms were more firm and athletic to match her legs, giving her a more strong looking physique to match her expanded curves. The whole look plus her attire and make up had her look like the sexy farmhand from a southern ranch.

"Wow... You look so... So..."

"Strong? Powerful? Stronger than that ol'polecat Jean?"

"Gorgeous."

Her smile deepening and exhaling out her nostrils, Rogue was already unbuttoning his shirt and reaching for the fly of his pants. "WELL then, how about you show this country gal some southern hospitality?"

Leading him up the stairs to her bedroom, the rest of the next hour and a half was a workout session of another kind. Pinning him to her bed with one strong hand, Rogue rode Scott like he was the mechanical bull at a bar, guiding his hands to grasp at her sides and up to cup her larger breasts to admire their heft and firmness. Occasionally as she reared up and tossed her long curly hair back and forth, she could feel the man admire her firm abdominal muscles, her powerful thighs and even her arms when she collapsed to her hands pressing his chest. All the while the woman wailed and moaned at just how large he too had become, stretching her to capacity with each thrust by the foot long monster pistoning into her over and over again.

"So... Gorgeous..."

"That's RIGHT Sugah! Tell me how much you love ma muscles and tits! Tell me I'm NOTHIN like ol'Jean!"

"Hnnnngh, Jean's got NOTHING on you! I have to be gentle with her... But..."

"You and me can go rough and tough any time Scott, we can either work out together or have a roll in the hay... Or you could marry me."

Feeling him grow harder inside her and shiver when her orgasm finally crashed into her when he flooded her insides, Rogue collapsed on top of Scott, gasping as she could only see stars for several seconds, pulling the man's face to hers as she peppered him with kisses.

"Wha...?"

"Ahm YOURS Scott, all you gotta do is put a ring on ol Anne Marie's finger and you can have me ALL the time."

Holding her close and hearing her mewl in pleasure, he was still balls deep and twitching into her pussy as her kissing trailed down his chin and neck.

"But... Jean..."

Pouting, Rogue sat up and pressed her breasts under his chin, gently combing her fingers through his hair as she stared into his eyes. "You can keep Jean, ah don't care if you have her on the side, but while you can play house with her, you can have some strong barnyard fun with ol Rogue." Kissing him on the lips again, she slowly pulled herself free of him and sat up in bed and stretched, showing off her amazonian physique and the tattoo he didn't realise she had at her naval that read "Property of Scott Summers" with an arrow pointing down to her pussy.

"Give it some thought Sugah..."

*

Panting with her skirt down and three fingers between her legs, and her top half covering her chest with her fingers pinching her nipple with her free hand, Jean was panting from exertion, watching the two go at it for so long. A trickle of drool escaping the side of her mouth as her eyes fluttered from being so unfocussed for so long.

"You were right Rogue, that's some REAL Southern hospitality..."

*

Stepping out of Rogue's home with the woman leaning against the door frame with a mug of coffee in hand, Rogue waved Scott off as he staggered out, checking himself over to make sure he wasn't covered in green lipstick when he travelled down the path to Ororo's home. Rogue's proposal was still floating around in his head, he did love her, at first like a friend but over the last month their rendezvous behind his wife's back had only grown more passionate. A small part of him wondered what if he had married her instead. Could he have them both? They were their own nation with different rules, bigamy wasn't exactly something people were worried about here.

Finally making it to Storm's home, before he knocked on her front door, he heard a rumble in her backyard like the sound of thunder. Looking up in the sky he spotted a small but intense storm cloud over her home. "Storm? Maybe she's watering her green house." Moving over to the side gate that led to the woman's back yard, he found that rain splattered on his head and shoulders as soon as he stepped on the grass. There at the center of the yard, waving her arms like a conductor commanding a symphony, Ororo was making it rain over her yard plants and flowers. Her hair billowed and flowed above her shoulders like the nimbus of a cloud as slight air currents blew around her.

She was stunning! Wearing only a thin white loin cloth and sash that looped from behind her back and crisscrossed around the front around her neck, it gave whoever looked at her a full shameless view of her body and curves without being completely nude. Unlike Rogue who looked firm bodied and strong, Ororo had an almost soft motherly figure to her. Her hips and thighs were meaty with smooth mahogany skin. The loincloth doing nothing to hide her wide hips or ample rear, if anything it flaunted her curves. Her waist narrowed only to be met by the ripe pumpkins of her breasts, held up only by the thin fabric that showed off her cleavage in all its splendor along with the sides of her breasts and even under cleavage.

"Storm?"

Turning to look over her shoulder and in the act her breasts wobbled for a good 2 seconds, Storm stopped her watering of her plants and gave the man a warm smile.

"Hello Scott." Ororo purred, sashaying up to the man where her body swayed hypnotically from side to side. Not because she was overweight, FAR from it. Her motions were intentionally exaggerated, rolling her hips with each step and deliberately letting her braless breasts sway and heave with her motions. "you caught me watering my plants."

"I just wanted to check up on you after the dip we mfffffph!"

He never had the chance to finish his sentence when he felt her gently grip the back of his head and pull him in for a lascivious kiss that found her tongue darting into his mouth and explore between his teeth. Her body pressed against his as he felt a hand snake down his pants to grip at his erection tenting his pants, her grip gentle yet firm. "Hmm... It is good to see you my love, I've hungered for your touch."

Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her in again to reciprocate the kiss, his hands roaming over her body to feel her creamy smooth skin and curvaceous figure. She was such a contrast to Rogue, it excited him to feel her hand stroke at his cock as it took both his hands to grip and squeeze at her rear or to even cup her breasts in the palms of his hands.

"Do you want to join me in the green house? I have more plants that require my attention." Separating from the man, but still keeping her hand in his pants, she led him inside the glass building where she opened the door with her free hand and smirked when she felt her hips brush the narrow door way. Once inside with the door closed, Scott immediately discovered the greenhouse felt humid and warm, sweat already trickling down his neck as she lead him to the center of her greenhouse where she kept her tropical plants to grow. turning around she promptly went back to making out with the man, tugging the sash holding one of her tits back to let it slip free for his hand to knead and grope. Eyeing a drink she had on a table, Ororo kissed the man on the lips, chin and nose before going over to it and downing the powdery drink in one gulp.

"Take me Scott, here, in my personal sanctuary."

What happened next was a hot and sweaty haze after Storm helped undress the man and she tugged off the shear fabric that could be dared called clothes to flick over to the side of the green house. He felt so comfortable in her presence, how every inch of her was soft and gentle and nurturing as she straddled his waist and guided his throbbing cock into her pussy and sunk down on him. He was even surprised to find her shove one of her breasts into his mouth, enticing him to nibble and lick at her stiff nipple as her eyes rolled back and fluttered from the stimulation. For the hour they were there, the couple had rolled around on the warm stone floor, tangled up in each other as again and again, the two went rigid from overstimulation and came hard, melting into each other as the heat only drove them on further. Until after the fifth time, Scott collapsed back with Storm on top of him, kissing his lips and rubbing her breasts against his sweat slick body. Her skin glistened in the glass light of the green house as she looked down at him with a broiling hot look of lust and need.

"Scott... Marry me."

She was the second woman to proposition that to him, looking up to her over the slopes of her perfect breasts, he traced his hands up her thighs to squeeze at her ass and sides.

"Marry you?"

"Don't you want me? All of me? I could be a passionate wife to you Scott. Never a day will go by that you would not feel pampered or loved. I can even give you children."

"Kids?!" Hearing her moan and bite her lower lip when his cock twitched and grew hard, his mind swam from that offer.

"I can give you so many, has Jean even offered you the chance at a family? I could bear you many heirs."

"Wow..." Feeling her grind against his erection, Scott sat up, hearing her mewl as she kissed at his chin and lips.

"But... What about Jean?"

"You can still have her, and you'll have me. But mark my words Scott. I want you. I want to give you the world."

Looking up at the clock perched over the door of the green house, he found he only had half an hour to get to New York in time. Giving the woman a deep and passionate kiss that left her moaning into his mouth, he slowly separated from her and gathered his things to get dressed.

"I... I DO want you Storm, I just need time."

Lounging on her side like a cat, Storm smiled as she watched her man frantically get dressed and exit her green house. Looking over to the small trash bin, she spotted the now empty bottle of fertility pills she had ground up and made into a drink before having sex with Scott. Whether he came to a decision or not, she was going to give him the world she had envisioned. "See you soon my love."