Storm's expanding horizons

Standing in front of a boiling pot of noodles, Ororo sighed pleasantly as she heard the front door to her home open and close. Looking over her shoulder with a toothy smile, she giggled when she felt her husband snake his arms around her waist and pulled her in close to kiss up her shoulder and neck. Raising a free hand, she scratched her fingers through his hair affectionately and pulled him in for a kiss.

"Welcome home my love." Purred Storm, showing off her maternal and ample figure with a dark grew loin cloth that went down to her knees and matching sash that wrapped around her chest to contain her mammaries.

"Thanks for the welcome... My loving wife."

Squirming on the spot and shivering at the title, Storm giggled again when she felt his fingers trace down her arms to cup at her buoyant breasts, the silk wrap holding them in place complaining like strained rope as she kneaded her tits and moved down to feel her thighs and hips.

"What's for dinner? Smells good."

"Every time you come home to me you look exhausted." Noted the weather goddess, feeling up his firm and muscular shoulders and finding he smelled of sweat. "Have they been using you as an ox to pull wagons?"

"Heh, no." Answered Scott sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. "Though I will admit, I've been doing a lot of paper work at the embassy."

Feeling up his arm, Storm found his muscles hard and firm, she had noticed he had been bulking up in muscle for weeks now. Though she had wished he'd bulk up another way. Many nights she dreamt of the two of them plump and living large, surrounded by a village worth of children, THEIR children. She felt he deserved to live a pampered life, After all he was the leader of the X-men, he deserved to make a kingdom for himself, nay, a dynasty. And she was going to give him that dynasty.

"Well, if you're hungry, pull up a chair, dinner will be ready soon. I'm making pasta."

"Hmm, sounds good."

A few minutes later, the two were sitting together at the table like a couple with Scott eating healthy forks full of the pasta and only stopping to open a bottle of wine Ororo pulled out of her personal stock to have a drink from. Watching her husband eat, the woman twirled a strand of white hair around her finger, lost in thought. She spotted that her generosity was rubbing off on Scott as he had already developed a paunch that bulged slightly from his middle. But she wanted him bigger, she wanted them BOTH bigger. And prolific. Bringing a hand down to her softened middle, her bouts of morning sickness told her she already had succeeded in her attempt to get pregnant, now it was just a question of how many she was carrying. She didn't like the idea of having to use **** to make sure she could give them both a big family, but the idea of showing up Jean as a FAR more viable partner for him was too much to resist.

She didn't want to damage or pollute her body just so she'd have a large family to flaunt to the woman. It would defeat the point. Then she remembered the rejuvenation pools. That malfunction had been what gave her wider hips and larger breasts, with a little alteration in the programming here and there, not only could she safely bear litters of kids for her husband but expand both their figures. The idea of seeing her man as some big and burly bear of a man with her equally large watching their children play in their backyard made Storm squirm and cross her legs in arousal.

"You okay love?" Asked Scott, pausing in his meal to see Storm flutter her eyes and sigh, blinking awake when she realised he had been staring off into space.

"Oh? I'm good my love, just thinking."

"Alright... the dinner is fantastic though, you've outdone yourself again. Do you want a glass of wine?"

Closing her eyes and shaking her head, Storm smiled back at her husband. "No, it wouldn't be right, I'm watching what I eat and drink." She answered, rubbing circles around her softened middle.