The BEFORE party.

Two days later and running into the evening, Jean and Scott made their way up the steps to Raven and Irene's home down the road and knocked at the door. Standing there in their best clothes, Scott tugged at his shirt collar as his wife dotted over his appearance.

"You look nervous honey, this is just a party." Jean smiled, seeing her husband roll his shoulder a bit.

"The suit's new, I think I got a little bigger the last couple of days." He stated, knowing full well why he was getting bigger. His many secret wives had been feeding him after mind blowing sex only to come home for a second helping when he got to bed with Jean.

"Hey, mine is new too and clinging to every curve I got, but I'm not complaining."

The door finally swung open with Mystique answering the door in a short white dress. Eyeing Scott hungrily and quickly acting more invitingly to Jean as she leaned forward to hug the woman. Moving over to hug Scott, she made sure her head was the opposite shoulder where Jean was so she could lick up his neck and sniff at his hair.

"Welcome you two, you're just in time. Come in."

The moment they stepped inside they were pleased to find Anne Marie, Ororo, and Alison there too. The three talking with Irene on the couch and chairs which creaked and groaned with them getting up to their feet to greet the others. Each of them were wearing something rather lovely for the occasion as they all chit chat about the week's affairs and sipped at their drinks. All non-alcoholic considering almost everyone was showing signs of being with child.

"Welcome to the party you two." Smiled Irene, sitting back in her chair which creaked loudly, she was wearing a custom tailored blue sundress and matching jewelry, her mask absent as everyone got to see her face which got a kiss from Raven as she the large woman bent at the waist to make out with. "Alison was just telling us she's been refurbishing her home of late."

"Oh yeah, had to get new furniture because nothing could hold me up anymore." Giving her arm a flex, she showed off steel corded muscles underneath the sleeve of her green sweater. "Hard to tell if its because I'm too heavy from eating or too heavy from working out."

"Your not alone in that boat sugah." Smiled Rogue as she picked from a bowl of chips on the table. "Mah bed's been complaining mighty badly the last couple of days." She winked back at Scott, knowing full well WHY her bed frame broke again.

"I've been sleeping out in my greenhouse... It just feels so... RIGHT!" Explained Ororo, also picking from the food tray and biting into a small sandwich. "Reminds me of when we were stuck in the savage lands."

"Hmm, I'm rather jealous of that." Laughed Irene, sipping from her drink again. "It would have been rather liberating to spend a few hot weeks in a jungle without wearing a corset."

"Or anything at all?" Smirked Raven, giving her lover a playful bump of her elbow.

"Indeed."

Hearing everyone enjoy the party while soft jazz played in the background, Scott squirmed in his seat as his eyes ogled the women around him, staring at their thighs or the pliant orbs of their breasts bound by tops and blouses that struggled to hold them back. It was enough he could feel a surge in his pants as he tried to hide his erection. But as he did so, he heard a familiar voice whisper telepathically in his ear.

"Getting bored lover?" He heard the voice of his wife, only it WASN'T his wife, it was the woman trapped in his wife's mind clawing to get out and have fun. "You know... All you have to do is say the magic word and this party can REALLY get lively!"

Nodding to what Ororo was talking about but not really listening, Scott crossed his legs and took a sip of his drink at the table.

"You want them, you want ALL of them, here, now, you can do that and Jean won't be the wiser. You could turn this humdrum of a party into a REAL fuckfest!"

"You okay sweetie?" Asked Jean, smiling and fluttering her eyes back at her husband.

"Y-yeah, doing fine Jean."

"No your not." the Phoenix purred. "Right now you want to bend her over the armchair and mount her in front of everyone. Just say the word Scott... Just say it."

"Can I use your washroom?" Scott asked, pointing down the hallway."

"Sure thing Scott."

Getting up and hiding his erection from his wife, Scott made his way over to the washroom door and splashed cold water on his face, finding he was getting flushed.

Looking up at the mirror, he wasn't surprised to find it wasn't his reflection but the reflection of the Phoenix, start naked and staring lustfully back at him with burning red eyes and fiery hair billowing behind her.

"Feeling hot lover?"

"Yes."

"Hot for me?"

"Yes!" He groaned, feeling the button to his pants grow tight.

"Don't worry, everything will be JUST fine in my hands, just say the word, and it'll be the most fun you and them will have in ages."

Licking his lips and breathing hard, he looked back at the smirking visage of his wife and grinned back.

"Dirty Bird."