The Man of the House

Ann Marie and Ororo had grown used to Scott being a bit more... dominating... ever since they had finalized their arrangement. Honestly they prefered him as such; both women were so utterly turned on when he began to issue commands. he was still tender and sweet and kind to them of course but when he asked for something they did it at once.

Not that they wouldn't as all his demands were so wonderful. Wear this. Prepare that. Drop to your knees. Open your legs. Spread your cheeks.

And while they understood that even with him taking a step back from his roles within the Mutant Nation Government he still needed to do some tasks they wished he would get home quicker.

The two women had found ways to keep each other entertained. Rogue had gotten Storm to try working out a bit, arguing that enhancing her muscles would only serve to help protect her children. And Storm got Rogue back into the kitchen again, as it was the duty of a wife to provide for their husband. And both knew that Jean wasn't doing enough for Scott.

They still cared for their friend of course. They didn't hate her. The simple fact of the matter was that they could give Scott far more than jean ever could. She was a prude and stuck up and unwilling to have fun. Scott had needs which is why he had made the two of them his wives. But they still cared for Jean as a friend and would meet for lunch dates with her, commiserating over their altered forms even if Ororo and Ann Marie secretly loved what had become of them.

(Jean did too, finding herself often staring in front of the mirror, admiring her form and dreaming of all the things she and Scott could do with one another)

(What she also loved was the fact that both women were quite firmly knocked up. Jean was sure she herself had been well and properly seeded but knew that it wasn't the right time to admit as much. But she was looking forward to seeing how her friends lied about their pregnancies right in front of her.)

The two had gone over to Marie's house to pack some things up; it had been decided that Marie would switch houses, moving next door to Ororo so that it would be easier for Scott to visit the two of them. Both fantasied about sneaking through backyards to get to the other's house when the spotted Scott come in, one taking care of the house while the other was fucked just in the other room. The move was going easy enough thanks to their increased muscle mass and the place was nearly empty when they heard the door slam open.

"Ann Marie?" Scott called out.

"In here, Sug!" she yelled back. "Ya here I was movin' and come ta help? That's-"

She stopped and stared, Ororo doing the same. There was Scott, looming in the much too small door frame (at least for THEIR frames... they would have to see to getting their houses renovated) standing with Allison... who was cuddling up to him, her massive breasts barely contained by her top and even then both women could see her nipples jutting out... as well as...

Scott instantly spoke. "I've decided that I deserve another wife." He grabbed Allison's top and yanked it down to reveal that one of her nipples was pierced. "She is my wife. So are both of you." Allison looked at him, a bit startled by that, but Scott forged ahead. "Now I am going to fuck each of you while the other two watch. And then we're going again... and again... and again."

Ann Marie and Ororo looked at each other... before rushing to rip their clothing off, eager to prove themselves the best wife.