Chapter 2: Emma's Moves
Emma awoke from her slumber, she felt her pussy tingle at the prospect of another session with Scott. She let her hand drift between her legs and imagined he was between them. Though she stopped herself before she got too carried away, there would be time for that later.
"I best be at the study when my favourite patient comes looking." Emma reminded herself as she got up reluctantly and got dressed into her costume. As she walked from her bedroom to her study she considered what book she would choose to be 'reading'.
"I suppose all that matters is that the subject matter is similar to what Scott has been reading so far."' Emma remarked, she arrived at her study and applied her perfume liberally. She could tell Scott was moments away and she looked at a particular shelf. This shelf was not for students, it was an education of sorts, but not for them. This shelf held more adult content.
Emma plucked The Scarlet Letter from the shelf and sat in the chair. She put her feet up and stretched out comfortably. As she opened the book to a middle page, she heard a knock.
"Come in," Emma said, mockingly. Scott stepped into the room, his nostrils tingled from the perfume and his heart fluttered. He looked around to where Emma was sitting, his eyes subconsciously lingered on his favourite features of her, those that Jean was not as favoured with.
"Hello Scott," Emma said coolly. She could tell he was becoming more appreciative of the scene she was setting each day.
"Hi Emma," Scott replied with a slight nervousness to his tone.
"I'm enjoying the choice in books so far," Scott said gratefully.
"Well, here's a must then." Emma said and stood up, she could tell Scott had looked at her bust for more than a moment. Em ma held the book out and Scott's hand brushed hers taking it.
"Thanks," Scott murmured, that slight motion of Emma's hand made his heart almost jump out of his chest. Emma saw the tension in him already and smiled, she offered a seat to the leader of the X-Men so they could begin their session.
"Take a seat and we can begin," Emma said and Scott sat and immediately closed his eyes. Emma extended her mind to Scott's and Scott was already seated, facing away from her.
Emma produced her double and walked to the doorframe. She looked back as her double walked around Scott, her right hand lazily lingering across his right shoulder as she did.
Scott didn't tense or recoil, and that Emma could see a small smile in the peripheral vision of her double.
'Now we're making progress,' Emma thought to herself. She left the kitchen and headed for her corridors seemed to warp and shift as she walked. Within a few steps she was in the corridor she had built the bedroom in.
"Scott's subconscious seems to be adapting to my presence." Emma remarked, she heard a shuffling behind her and she turned around sharply, expecting to hear the snap of Jean Grey's voice, but instead she stood face to face with herself.
"So you were successful in your task?" Emma asked her double and the double smiled.
"Yes, Scott has accepted my presence here." Emma's double answered smugly. The real Emma spotted the apparition of Jean Grey over her double's shoulder, her double sensed this and turned to face Jean.
"She's just a daydream that Scott had." Emma's double said to Jean's glowering expression.
"I don't appreciate how crowded things are getting in here." Jean's apparition snapped.
"Well, you've seen the wall." Emma's double retorted proudly and when the double said that the real Emma looked at the wall.
There was the same portrait of Jean as before. Yet, beside it was a half painted portrait of Emma. In it, her hand was running through her hair with her mouth half open. She was wearing her usual costume, her breasts full, her stomach smooth, her hips curvaceous. It was certainly a flattering portrait, despite it still being painted.
Jean glared angrily at both of them and stalked off all while eEmma was completely taken aback at how much Scott was embracing her intentions.
"I'd say it'll be finished by tomorrow." Emma's double said with a large smile on her face
'Well, let's keep him free of distractions,' Emma commented, all they had to do now was wait and keep Scott free. When everything is said and done Scott will belong to her body and soul. More confident of her presence in his mind she produced a simple white sheet, which she promptly hung over the portrait of Jean.
"Now. Onto my actual work here." Emma sniffed as she revealed the bedroom door, which was distinct from all others on the corridor and walked into the room. When she arrived she watched the scene from Scott's dream unfold before her eyes.
Emma mouth turned into a large smile as she watched the scene, the hard fucking the Scott and the best part was the end. He called out her name, not Jean's, but hers. When she saw this Emma knew that she was getting close, the end would be not far now.
"A good start. But let's adjust things again and see if it takes." Emma remarked as he began to edit the room. The White Queen added many things, portraits of her and her daughters. A wedding photo of her and Scott, her outfits, her cape, she made this room fit her personality. Upon completion Emma walked out of the room and was met with her double.
"You know what to do." Emma said to her double and the double nodded. The real Emma returned to the kitchen where she watched her original double counsel Scott from the other side of the room.
Emma smiled, everything was going according to plan. She merged with the double and upon the conclusion of the session, she left Scott's mind without a trace of what she had done to him.
Scott opened his eyes to Emma and he felt his whole body tingle. "So Scott, what do you think?" Emma asked with a knowing smile.
"Tomorrow?" Scott asked hopefully since he wanted to see her again...he really wanted to see her again.
"Sure Scott, tomorrow works." Emma answered with a sly grin and with the date for another session set Scott left the study in quite a good mood. Celeste and Sophie were reading on a couch in the nearby sitting room when he greeted them cheerfully.
"Hey, girls how are you?" Scott greeted the girls with a cheerful smile and when he saw their smiles his heart jumped. Seeing their happy smiles made him feel so good, like a good father.
"We are doing well Mister Summers." Both of the girls responded to the leader of the X-Man at the same time. When that greeting reached him Scott left to do his other duties and while he was walking Celeste shot Sophie a mocking look.
"Alright! You were right. I agreed last night," Sophie groaned, her sisters and mother were right. Scott looked much happier than he ever did when they last saw him.
Perhaps what they were doing was for the best and some enough they would get a new papa. Celeste gave her sister an approving look knowing that Sophie was now seeing what their mother was preaching.
"Still nice to hear you admit it," Celeste giggled with a smile, but that giggling soon came to a stop as Emma made contact with her daughters through the power of cebreo.
"Girls. I will be conducting a very delicate session tomorrow. I need you both to make sure we are not disturbed unless it is an absolute emergency." Emma said telepathically with absolute assertion.
"Yes Miss Frost." both Celeste and Sophie answered loyally, they soon heard from the others that were still with Jean.
"We are here as well mother."
"Any updates?" Emma asked her three absent daughters. Esme, Mindee and Phoebe looked at their mother. She seemed tense, as if in anticipation. All of the blondes were together in a makeshift classroom that Emma had brought their minds to. The queen and future Mrs. Summers were leaning in front of the desk while her children sat in the chairs in front of her.
"No update on her travel plans." Esme said, Jean had made no travel plans back to the mansion, so that was a good sign.
"Still no tingle." Mindee added, neither of the girls had felt that they had felt before, but Emma was not worried about that. She knew what it was and knew that Cosmic bird will play a part eventually.
"We have more progress to complete." Phoebe finished eagerly and Emma was about to collect their information, but then the door to the psychic classroom opened and revealed the one that they are plotting against. 'Hello Emma,' Jean said.
"Jean. We're in the middle of a discussion regarding their exercises. Do you mind?" Emma said coolly, she kept her cool and didn't want to give away what she was planning. If Jean found then all her hard work would go to waste.
"Checking on them every night is a bit maternal for you Emma." Jean teased, Emma was not the one to act like a mother nor was she a mother type.
"I thought if anyone could appreciate interest in their students' education it'd be you, Grey." Emma snapped, makingJean paused. It would seem that the redhead had pushed the wrong buttons with the Wrong Queen. Emma was many things and didn't do any of them, but the one thing that she would not tolerate is someone calling her out on her mothering skills.
"Emma, I'm sorry." Jean apologised, but Emma didn't care for it.
"Grey, I'd rather speak with the girls alone for just a moment." Emma replied coldly, her attitude was seen by Jean and caused the red head to leave thus closing the door behind her, leaving them to their privacy in their physic scape. Jean was surprised Emma was that dedicated to a teacher, but wondered if she was playing another game.
With Jean gone Emma looked back to the girls, she saw their shocked written faces and smiled coyly. "That girl is an example of the outthinking I was talking about before." Emma remarked as a teacher that was teaching an acting class. Each of the cuckoos smiled at the brilliance of their teacher. Emma quickly gathered their information quickly before Jean had second thoughts of coming back.
"Now, don't give her anything specific. It'll keep her guessing." Emma instructed her daughters and they nodded their heads in unison.
"Yes Miss Frost. The girls answered as one. Each with the satisfied smile that only mischief can bring. Emma took off the Cerebro helmet and walked back to her room. Tonight would be key and put very ahead in her plan. She just knew that Scott's was going to have a very good and steamy dream.
Scott's Room
Scott laid in bed, he had just finished the Scarlet Letter and finally felt himself drifting off. He began dreaming of the room from the previous night, the room where he had great sex with his wife. He dreamed about what she would be bearing this time preferably he wanted something white.
The dim room was soon filled with that same perfume and attacked Scott's nostrils, it was stronger than before. The dark wooden walls and floors reflecting the light from the dancing flames. The king sized bed was peppered with cushions, each dark and velvet. The crimson sheets were crisp and fresh, and soon Scott heard a voice.
"Hello Scott," The leader of the X-Man heard from behind him, he turned around to see his wife posing in front of him.
Lemon
Jean was wearing her old black and green Marvel Girl costume, the fist costume she owned when they officially became the X-Men. The first costume he saw her in and the first costume he wanted to ravage her in. She was looking intently at him with pale blue eyes, blue eyes that Scott deep into like an ocean.
"So Scott I know we've tried to dress up. But how about something a bit more…fun?" Jean asked him suggestively as she removed the mask showing her red hair, but soon the red hair would be gone and Jean put on a blonde wig. Her accent was slightly different than usual, it was more british, more sexy.
Scott stared at his blonde haired, blue eyed, different sounding wife. He knew there was something off about this, but he could tell one thing, he wanted her. He wanted her more than anything in his life, more than Wolverine would want a cigar or beer. Scott wanted to destroy her right here and right now. Question is why was he waiting?
"Well Jean, I think we can definitely try this." He commented smuggly, and Jean smiled as she slowly, but sexily walked over to him. The heart leader sat on the side of bed with a smug look on his face as he allowed his wife to greet him properly.
Scott kissed her firmly, their tongues battled for dominance, but Scott easily won the battle. He took control of her mouth and devoured the inside of her mouth. Scott rolled his tongue around, getting a taste of everything that was inside of her. When he released he bit her bottom lip hardly making her moan.
"Ah..Nhg," Jean moaned as she felt the dominance of Scott, but it was not over as Scott grabbed her hair forcly and pulled it back bending her neck back. Scott saw that pretty of hers and decided he wanted to ruin it. So opened his mouth and decided to spit at her, this was a dream and none of this was real so it's best he cut loose in some ways.
Jean felt the hot spat impact with her face and to Scott's surprise she enjoyed it. She loved every minute of it, she enjoyed it so much that she opened her mouth to it. "Spit on me Scott, make me feel like a dirty girl." Jean tone was so much filled with lust that Scott could not hold back, he sucked up the biggest loggie that could and spat it right in her mouth. Down the throat it went and Jean helped it out by swallowing it.
"You whore," Scott growled, she was so dirty, so nasty, so fuckable. The hard dick that he was carrying could not get even harder. He was tired waiting and threw her on the bed. Scott got on top of her and didn't waste any time grabbing the collar of the outfit. Once it was in his hands he ripped it to shreds and exposed the white skin of his wife. Her tits were free and for some reason they looked bigger than before, it didn't matter to him though, in fact they looked better this way.
Scott was an animal as he continued to rip off the costume apart and the floor was now covered in pieces of clothing. Jean didn't just do nothing either, she quickly used her powers to simply just blow away his clothing, fuck grabhing, using her powers was more effiecnt. Now that both Summers were naked Scott didn't waste anytime plunging his dick into his wife.
"AH! Oh, god Scott!" Jean screamed out in lust as Scott thoroughly gave it to her, the rapid thrust, the ball smacking, and the fact he continued to be dominant. Scott was unleashing his inner demons, demons that Emma Frost was helping him conquer and she was doing quite a job of it. Scott felt more free when he acted like this bed, more himself.
Scott smiled as he grabbed the neck of his wife, he slowly motioned his hand to her mouth and like King he ordered Jean to lick it.
"Lick them." Jean didn't need another notice for she did what she was told like a submissive housewife. The blonde sucked on the fingers of Scott as he continued to plow into her, the woman could feel his dick rubbing on her G-spot. She was so close to coming and Scott decided he had enough of the licking and decided he wanted more. He drove his fingers into her mouth, thrusting them in like they were a dick itself.
Jean started to choke on what was happening to her, but didn't care for the climax. "Ack..Cumming!" Jean screamed as she let out her juices on Scott's dick, but the thing is the man had not cum yet. He was not done and he did not give his wife time to relax. Scott pulled out of her and laid next to her with his arms behind his head like a king.
When Jean saw this she knew what he wanted and smiled, her king would get what he wants, always. Jean even after feeling the effects of the orgasm go on top of Scott, her chest facing the man as she raised her hips and gently inserted herself on his dick.
Jean started moaning, her voice was huskier than usual as she continued to hop up and down like a rabbit on Scott's powerful and thick thing. Her rapid movement was starting to make the wig move around and she went to remove it, but Scott stopped her.
'No! Keep it on,' Scott insisted...no demand. He wanted the blonde more than the red and decided on the last thing, one thing that would make this more exciting for him.
"Emma, don't mess with your hair." Scott had called Jean Emma and didn't even care, this was cosplay and he was going to be dedicated to the role play. Jean was Emma and Scott was the King. Jean gave him a wounded look for an instant, before continuing to ride him.
While Jean rode his dick Scott looked into the icy blue eyes and revelled in her husky moans. He knew at some level something was going on, but he was too aroused to care...or he just didn't care at all. He rose up and kissed his blonde haired, blue eyed lover, while they both climaxed.
"Emma, I'm...I'm cumming! Get pregnant!" Scott doesn't know where that last part came from, but he was more excited when he said it. The aspect of getting this woman pregnant and the scene of her carrying his child made him cum more. Jean's tongue rolled out of her mouth as she felt the white goo of her lover enter her body and bring her to another high orgasm.
When both their climaxes came the dream, but before everything went white Scott heard jean say something in a different accent.
"Oh Scott, I can't wait for the next idea you have." Was the last thing he heard before he woke, his eyes closing for the rest of the dream.
The Next Day
Emma awoke from her sleep, she quickly got dressed and put her makeup on for today was the day. Today is the day she officially claims Scott Summers as her. She went immediately to her study. When Emma arrived at her study she went to her library and chose an appropriately titled book titled The Awakening from the shelf and decided to change tact today.
With the book chosen she sat against her desk with her legs was a quick knock on the door and she knew that he had arrived. Emma waited a moment before answering, he could sense him on the other side of the door, waiting in anticipation.
"Girls? Only if there's an emergency." Emma messaged Celeste and Sophie firmly, Emma wanted absolutely no interruptions during this session.
"Come in," Emma said in a sensual tone and Scott opened the door and was surprised to see Emma right in front of him. He visibly froze and consciously traced her every curve with his gaze. It was like he was stripping her down with her eyes, actually that is exactly what he was doing. As sexy as the clothes were on her, he imagined they looked even sexier on the ground.
"Enjoy your night?" Emma asked, she waited a tantalising moment for him to register her comment, before pointing to the felt a flash of fear that Emma had sensed his excitement, before remembering the book.
"Y-yeah. It was another good one." Scott finished lamely and Emma took the book from his hand, she then handed him the Awakening.
'This should be suitable next,' She thought to him as Scott was surprised at how soft and smooth her tone was in telepathic messaging.
"Thanks. Will I sit down?" Scott thought to her.
"Good idea." Emma thought, as his perception shifted and he was seated opposite Emma's double in the psychic kitchen of his mind. Emma didn't even leave the room. She simply altered the wall and stepped through to the corridor.
Her double was standing beside another Emma. Her hair was slightly more flaxen and her costume had a fur trim. It looked exactly like her hellfire outfit from her past.
"What is this?" Emma asked with curiosity and the new double smiled at her.
"I am Scott's defense." The newer Emma chuckled and if what said was true then Emma had done it. Emma looked at the wall to see what she believed was actually true and she saw the sheet covered portrait of Jean had fallen from the wall, it was face down on the floor. However, the portrait of Emma was complete. Painted in exquisite colour and framed in silver, the portrait within was simply magnificent, she didn't think she had ever looked better.
Her double returned to her, its task complete. Emma was left with Scott's apparition of her. They walked across the back of the fallen portrait and for the first time she could hear sound in the hall. The walls were dotted with a few more doors than she remembered and from behind each came the sounds of passion. Emma knew these doors were kinks that Scott had and she decided to see what she was in for with her new love. Whatever it Scott's mind held she will be down to it.
Emma went to the first door that was closest to her and opened it to see Scott fucking her from behind, but it was not in the pussy. No, what Scott was giving her hard and painful anal. Just by looking at the scene, the underwear that Emma was wearing got wet. The White Queen decided to close the door and got to another one where she had an interesting scene.
This door held Emma on the bed, but her legs were up to Scott's face. The strong leader was licking them like his life was on it and Emma could see that this was Scott's footfetish. The woman smiled as her white and clean sole was devoured by Scott's mouth while her other hand was rubbing the tip of dick.
Emma closed this door and decided to see one more door before she went back to Scott. The last door that she opened was the most interesting and surprising of them all for she saw Scott and herself outside in the woods both of them naked, but it was not that they made it surprising. It was what happened next that made it surprising.
What happened next is that Scott peed on Emma, his hot urine drenched her body. Her tits, her pussy, and even her hair was drenched in the yellow urine and what was hotter for the real Emma was that Scott crouched down to her pussy and accepted her own urine. The man swallowed every drop of it as it was actual water.
"Scott seems to be more receptive than he has been." Emma commented after much observation, she had seen enough to know that Scott had fallen for her. Everything was near its end and now all she had to do was make Scott take the plunge.
Knowing that she decided to not put it off any longer, she returned to the kitchen and stood behind double stood and walked around him before merging with the real Emma, now there was only one.
"Scott?" Emma asked.
"Yeah?"
"Have you thought about those books you've been reading?" Emma asked him and Scott answered with the first thing that came out his mouth.
"They are classics." Scott answered.
"Well Scott, they have a theme in common. The theme of freedom from apparent restraint, the passion of one, for more than they are tied to, the desire of those told what they can and cannot enjoy." Emma whispered in his left ear. Scott shivered at this and he felt himself get excited.
"Scott, would you care to explore your subconscious with me?" Emma murmured in a low tone. Scott stood and turned to face her, she took his hand in hers. The wall unfolded and they stepped into the corridor Emma had set her mind to.
On the outside in the real world Celeste heard a faint noise in her mind. She focused on it and tuned in. "Celeste?" Esme, Mindee and Phoebe asked anxiously in her mind.
"How are you-?" Celeste began, but was cut off by the three sisters.
"She changed her mind. We're on the Blackbird back. She's decided to speak with Scott and she'll be within range in moments." They explained hurriedly making Celeste look at Sophie with widened eyes, who also had received the same message.
"You warn mom. I'll buy time with Miss Grey," Sophie told her and Celeste nodded and extended her mind towards their mother.
"Well Scott, I have to say this is a tastefully decorated room." Emma remarked as she brought him into the room that she personally changed, the room that Scott has recently had so many of his dreams. They were standing in the psychic bedroom that had featured in Scott's dreams recently.
"Champagne?" Emma asked, producing two flutes. Scott took one and they clinked their glasses. Both swallowed in one and the glasses disappeared.
"So Scott? What happens here?" Emma asked, stepping close to him. She wanted
Scott was aware of how close Emma was to him, but he was also quite aroused from his memories of the dreams he had had in this room.
"Well Emma, something like this." Scott murmured before he gently leaned her mouth up to his and kissed her tenderly. Emma responded and pressed her body into his, kissing him carefully opened her mouth while their lips were joined and Scott instinctively eased his tongue into her mouth.
Emma responded in kind and gently edged him back towards the hands gripped her ass for an instant before one reached to the front and opened her trousers. Emma unbuckled his belt and opened his trousers as their kissing became more was about to reach into his before getting an interruption from her daughter.
"Mom, she's coming!" Celeste cried telepathically and Emma widened her eyes, she was so close, but she knew that there would be another time. Scott had reached inside her panties and was easing her lips apart, before she had to push him away. Emma's heart neatly broke in half by doing that, the love that she felt in his lips, it was unlike anything that she had ever felt before.
Scott looked confused and Emma reluctantly returned them to the kitchen and sat them both down. She smoothed her hair and breathed deeply, trying to level her breathing.
"Scott, we're in here talking about Hank's birthday, alright?" Emma said firmly, tyring her to make a quick excuse for them both. Scott was about to reply when the door opened and Jean stepped into the kitchen that was in his mind.
"Emma. What are you doing here?" Jean said harshly, she didn't like seeing no one but herself in Scott's mind. Why was Emma here she wondered and she narrowed her eyes at the blonde woman.
"Well you know how Hank likes to keep an eye on everyone. So I said we could organise it here. Away from prying eyes." Emma answered coolly, now she just hoped that Scott did the same as well.
"I agreed. We all know how hard it is to surprise him." Scott added, his years as the cool and stoic leader of the X-men showed right now. Jean looked at Scott and her indignation seemed to evaporate.
"Jean? What happened in Hong Kong?" Scott asked as his wife as she came close to him. Emma could see that she would not be needed and so decided to leave.
"I think I'll talk to you both later." Emma said as Jean had stepped around her to face Scott. Emma carefully chose her moment before sending a double out of the room and down the corridor without Jean knowing. She promptly left and returned to her physical form, the queen begrudgingly left Scott in her study and closed the door behind her.
"Girls. I'm not disappointed." Emma said to the five Cuckoos in their psychic classroom, but they each barely could meet her gaze. They were disappointed in themselves for they know that their mother was so close and they were so close to gaining a father. If only they could have stalled Grey long enough for their mother to complete her work.
"I'm impressed." Emma told them and they each looked at her with hopeful expressions.
"You three were able to get a message ahead of her. Celeste you gave me notice of what was coming. And you Sophie, you gave me the time I needed to save this plan. I'm very proud of all of you." Emma told honestly, she was indeed proud of her girls. They were getting stronger. All of the girls each beamed silently.
"Esme, Mindee and Phoebe. You three will return to Hong Kong with Jean. You're making excellent progress on the project and her returning prematurely may have given him more reason to trust me." Emma told them and her daughters nodded their heads, they disappeared now leaving Celeste and Sophie.
"Celeste, keep an eye on your father. He's almost ready, no need for him to lose progress now." Emma commented and didn't fail to notice that she called Scott the girl's father something that the Cuckoos smiled at when they heard it.
"Sophie, I'm very proud of you. Jean Grey can be quite intimidating. But you held your nerve and out thought her. That action may have saved me from destruction." Emma admitted and now she was alone in her , let's see how much influence she really had in Scott's mind. Emma's apparition carefully closed the double doors of the corridor.
Last thing she needed was Jean Grey seeing the fallen, cracked and covered portrait of herself. Especially with the portrait of Emma hung peerless and beautiful she might add.
Scott had finished the Awakening and his conscious mind had been carefully led out of sight of the apparitions of Jean by Emma's double, to the corridor that Emma had claimed in Scott's subconscious.
Scott found himself in the same bedroom as the previous two nights. He noticed subtle differences in the patterning of the sheets and he recognised the scent as Emma's perfume. The room was dotted with red and pink candles, filling it with a soft rosy hue.
"Hello Scott."' Scott heard from behind him and he turned around to face Emma. She had used her double as the psychic link needed to enter his mind with Jean not knowing.
"Emma? What are you-?" Scott began, before Emma put a soft finger on his lips. She had arrived in front of him and didn't even notice it.
"Shhh Scott, Jean doesn't know this is here...Or that I'm here. Let's keep it that way, shall we?" Emma said wickedly, pressing her body into his, her breast went into his chest and Scott felt his member stiffen at the feel of Emma's form against his.
"Emma, I can't do this." Scott said weakly, but part of him wanted to indulge in Emma's body. My god he wanted, but he couldn't because he was married.
"Scott, you've been reading books about people who are in your situation and they did something to fix it. She flew back from Hong Kong to check on you!" Emma implored him, she needed him to realize what Jean was and she needed him to make the plunge and accept her as his new queen. His mind has, his body has, now all that was needed was his heart and soul. Scott felt the sharpness of her meaning.
"Scott, I'll admit I'd been saving this for a future session. But, I feel this is a good time to address it." Emma remarked, she opened a wardrobe that was tucked away in the corner.
"You see Scott, your marriage with Jean seems to have fallen into ruin, and the problem is trying to figure out how that happened. I personally think the best way to do this is with a little role play." Emma said mischievously, she had paid attention to what she had spied behind the doors each time she had visited Scott's mind. With that information, she drew a hanger with the costume of the Dark Phoenix that Jean had once worn.
With a graceful flourish, the costume was clinging to her taller, fuller body. "You can be Scott. And I will be Jean." Emma said seductively as she walked around the mute Scott and lay across the king sized bed.
"But anyway Scott, I'm life and fire incarnate, but even though I'm one of the 'good guys', I just can't help playing with fire. What about you darling?" Emma asked suggestively and Scott looked at the woman who was admittedly redefining his wife's costume and bringing a dark pleasure to the surface of Scott's mind.
Scott knew what he was about to and he did not care for the consequences. He started taking off his jacket."Sure Jean, why not?" Scott said and climbed onto the bed on top of his wife.
Scott kissed Emma, their tongues dancing inside of their respective mouth. He soon began unzipping the costume. Emma was not going to let him do all the work and began to pull off his shirt and ran her gloved hands up his chest. She got to feel his board and strong chest, why they call him slim is a true mystery.
Emma smirked between kisses. Here she was, in Scott's deep subconscious, wearing a costume of Jean's, or rather Jean's most defining costume. She was about to have sex with Jean's husband, and she was going to make sure that he was never ever going back to her.
Emma opened his trousers and pulled them down, leaving Scott naked and revealing his rock hard dick that was standing at full attention. Scott leaned kissed Emma's exposed breast and let his hands roam her naked body. The curvy body that she doesn't hide at all, this was his now his body and no one was going to take it from him. Scott teased her breasts, sucking and biting at the pink nipple like he was a baby.
"Mmm...Scott," As much as Emma was enjoying this, she decided she was getting bored of waiting. Emma caught Scott by surprise when she switched positions, she was now at her top, but it didn't last long as she turned around to face his dick. Her pussy was directly in front of Scott's face.
"Allow me to relieve some of your stress down here." Emma didn't give him time to respond since she began sucking his dick. Scott moaned in pleasure, he had never gotten a blowjob like this, not even Jean gave a good head. Emma was on a different level and the more she sucked the more it was harder for him to contain his seed. She was a kind of vacuum cleaner, she was sucking and rolling her head on her tip. Emma was a master of sex and was going to show Scott that as she rolled her free hands on his balls.
Scott gritted his teeth, he didn't want to wait anymore, he grabbed her turned over so he was back on top. Emma saw the loss written on his face, he was ready and so was she. Her pussy was like a river, it was soaked and ready to fill the power of her one true love. Her king.
"Oh Scott, let's start something delicious shall we?" Emma suggested with a lustful smirk and Scott looked down at Emma and gave in.
"Lets." He thrust forward, his entire member filling her in one smooth stroke. Emma moaned aloud loudly for she had finally achieved it. She now has Scott Summers.
Scott vigorously pounded into Emma, the headboard banging against the wall. Emma's eyes were nearly rolled into her skull for the feeling that she was getting, her tits bounced making Scott just look at them. The room around them seemed to heat up, the fire blazed brighter, the smell of Emma's perfume grew stronger.
"Yes, Scott! Fuck me!" Emma purred as he began thrusting in and out of her. He roughly grabbed her right tit and groped it as he continued to thrust his hips into her.
"Oh fuck Emma. This isn't therapy anymore, is it?' Scott groaned, he never felt this way before with Jean. Only Emma could get him to feel like this, this rush, this excitement, and this pleasure this was all Emma.
"Well Scott as a qualified sex therapist, I can assure you. This, and anything more physical, is most definitely therapy." Emma moaned throatily.
"You do want to fully commit to our sessions, don't you Scott?' Emma insisted as she gave his cock a squeeze with pussy. That squeeze helped Scott answer her question.
"Yes, I do Emma." Scott grunted as he came. "Emma, I'm...Cumming!" Emma came as well as she felt his seed enter her womb, the white milk was painted on her insides. He rolled off her and they lay for a moment, basking in the post coital bliss. The semen of Scott Summers soon began to spill out of Emma's pussy staining the sheets underneath them.
'Remember Scott, this is our corner of your mind. So we can have fun here whenever we want, no matter who's around."' Emma spoke to him and Scott began to see the potential in all of that. Their sessions were about to get hotter and hotter.
"Now, I'm going to sleep in tomorrow. Come see me when Jean has left. Then we can really get to the good stuff." Emma promised as she disappeared from Scott's side. Scott looked at the wall and noticed a portrait of Emma was hung upon it. It was a replica of the one from the corridor outside.
Scott saw nothing wrong with it and got up from the bed, he went to the wall where he saw a picture frame that hung on the wall. He saw some that contained his friends in the X-Men, he saw one with the Cuckoos, girls that he started to see as his own daughters, and finally he grabbed the best one of all. He grabbed a wedding photo that contained not Jean Grey, but Emma Frost.
Next Day
Emma woke the next morning with a delightful tingling between her legs, the memoirs of last night were still in her mind. "Girls?" Emma called to her daughters.
"We're on our way to the Blackbird." Mindee, Phoebe and Esme answered.
"He's bringing her to the hanger." Celeste reported.
"The coast is clear Miss Frost." Sophie said smugly and that made her smile.
"Excellent work girls." Emma answered as she was happy to see Sophie was beginning to enjoy herself. Emma got dressed and left the room, she purposefully passed the students milling about. She had very delicate business to attend to so she arrived at Scott and Jean's room, carefully opening the door and making her way to the wardrobe.
She opened it and idly rifled through the rack. 'God, she was very conservative, wasn't she?' Emma scoffed inwardly, but She found her prize and removed it from the rack. She opened an X emblazoned suit bag and discarded the uniform within. Emma carefully closed the suit bag with her prize within and left the room. She strode down the hall, back towards her room.
"Never thought I'd see the day," A voice chortled and Emma turned to see Hank McCoy looking at her with a bemused expression over his glasses.
"Well Hank, just because we save the world doesn't mean I can't try saving our wardrobe." Emma retorted, shaking the suit bag in her hand.
"Oh, nice cover Emma. Whatever you say." Hank chuckled to himself and turned away, and after seeing that the coast was clear Emma quickly returned to her room.
"Girls. The second she's out of range, notify me." Emma said sternly as she opened the suit bag. She began preparing both herself and the room. Hours passed before she heard the simple phrase in her mind.
"She's gone." Sophie said and Emma smirked to herself. She stripped naked and began to change into some...new clothes. When done she called Scott.
"Scott? Could you come to my room?" She asked telepathically. She took the costume off the hanger and stepped into it. Emma zipped up the front with a certain amount of effort, she had a fuller bust than poor Jean not that Scott minded. She pulled up the thigh high golden boots and put her hands into the shoulder high golden gloves. She tied off the sash at her waist just as she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in Scott," Emma said in a breathy voice. Scott opened the door and was awestruck at what greeted him. Emma stood with her hand on her hip and a wicked grin.
She was dressed in Jeans green Phoenix costume. The red contrasting sharply with her tousled ash blonde hair and mischievous ice blue eyes.
The golden boots were moulded around her long, full legs. The sash diagonally crossing her enticing hips. The suit displayed her smooth, toned stomach and stunning curves. Yet, the suit was practically flaunting her breasts, which were barely contained.
Her expression was one of self-assurance and lust. Scott closed the door absent-mindedly and spoke to her when he found his voice. Scott knew what she wanted and knew he had to state the obvious.
"Emma, I'm betraying my wife." Scott explained with that, Scott felt his perception distort and their psychic bedroom overlaid Emma's bedroom. Her blonde hair flushed crimson. As rich and full as the suit and Jean's hair.
"Well Scott, the betrayal was all in your head. Now it's time to commit. You are betraying Jean." Emma said, wrapping her arms around his neck. Their lips were so close and so Scott kissed her. It wasn't a chaste kiss or anything like that, it was deep and strong, carnal, and full of lust.
"Oh for heaven's sake, you like me with red hair, don't you Scott?" Emma asked, half incredulous, half aroused.
"Well I just think you can pull it off, and it makes the dress up sexier. " Scott confessed with a smile. He unzipped the suit from Emma's form revealing her body. Emma stripped Scott down and they both fell back on the bed. Emma was on the bottom and Scott was on top, now it was time. Scott's soul accepted her and now it was time for his heart to accept her. Then Scott would fully be hers.
Emma grinned at the feel of Scott's ring on her hip as he mounted her. Scott lined his member up to her pussy, but before he could insert Emma asked him one last question.
"Do you want me? If so, remove it. She doesn't know you Scott, she doesn't love you like I love you. I can give you everything. I can be whatever you want me to be. Let me be by your side forever." Scott heard her words, they pierced his ears. The man didn't need to think, he knew what he wanted and he would get it. Scott removed the once precious ring from his finger and tossed it to the side like it was nothing.
When Emma saw that she knew she had him. She now owned him, and now all that was left was for him to fuck her. "Scott, fuck me like you've never fucked Jean before." Emma purred. Scott hesitated for a moment and when he saw the way Emma was looking at him with a sultry expression his expression changed into a smirk.
He purposefully pushed his member between her lips and inside her. Emma's back arched and she moaned at the invader plunging inside her, but that was not all. She moaned that Scott had become hers. Scott was now Emma Frost, her plan was complete. She had won. She had stolen Scott Summers from Jean bloody Grey.
"Oh Scott! I feel so…fulfilled that we've solved your problem and fixed your marriage," Emma sighed smugly. Scott registered her remark, but continued to fuck her. He realised that the subconscious corridor in his mind was more honest now than the ring on his finger. Emma had become his Dark Phoenix.
Scott fucked Emma in missionary style, but then stopped. This was not Jean, this was Emma. He did not have to be gentle with her, he could be his true self. Emma felt legs go up, her ankles were in between her head as Scott fucked matting press style. Emma moaned loudly with her tongue out as she felt Scott's dick plunged deeper into her womb. No longer was he was tapping it, he was fucking it.
"Emma, I'm going to cum!" Scott grunted as he contiend to fuck the woman that truly understood him. Emma couldn't comprehend what he said since she had come, but she knew that Scott was getting close. Somehow she was able to find her voice quick enough to tell him to do it.
"Well Scott, you know where you're going to fire your seed, don't you?" Emma asked pointedly. The decision was his now and with how much she had influenced him would be tested now. Scott thrust three more times before coming with everything that he had.
"Emma, I'm cumming! Get pregnant and have my child!" Scott screamed as he released his seed and Emma felt Scott's cum pump into her cunt. The woman's womb was painted white and her tongue rolled out her mouth like a red carpet as she came the hardest she ever has. When it was all done Scott lied next to her on the wet bed.
"Oh Scott, I'm so proud of you," Emma crowed, as she felt his seed fill her. She couldn't have children, but if she could she knew that she would be pregnant right now. Maybe there was a way with a potential new ally.
Scott collapsed on the bed beside her and she stroked his hair. Scott knew he was asleep, yet his mind seemed were dozens of apparitions of Emma striding through the corridors of his mind, redesigning the background, throwing sheets over any paintings of Jean and hanging portraits of Emma everywhere.
As Scott observed his mistress slowly overthrow his wife's place in his mind he realized Emma was everything Jean wasn't and everything Scott needed. "What we just did. That's how you wish it were with Jean right."' Emma asked him and his answer made her heart sore.
"Not anymore. Now I just want you and our daughters. You all are my family." Scott answered honestly. Emma smiled evilly, she had won. The woman decided to celebrate this victory with more of Scott, so she got on top of him.
"Will I show you how good I can be?' Emma asked, the green Phoenix costume forming around her. "Or will I show you how bad I can be?" Emma said lustfully, the Dark Phoenix costume formed with the zip low enough to show cleavage. Flames danced along with the ends of her scarlet tresses.
"Emma, let's explore this a bit more." Scott said and Emma decided to do what he wanted and put his dick back into her pussy. She was going to unleash all of Scott's desires.
'Well Scott's mine now,' Emma crowed to herself as the door closed to their room leaving her impressions in Scott's mind to continue redecorating his subconscious.
The Next Day
Scott was now fully committed to Emma, and with the help of the Cuckoos, she spent the remainder of the week mostly between her room and Scott and Jean's room. No one wondered about at Emma's new revealing costume, how it was identical to Jean's Dark Phoenix costume, or why her hair shifted from blonde to red with her mood. Emma wore white Dark Phoenix outfit and Scott loved it on her body, he loved it more when he fucked her in it.
Scott also had noticed how no one seemed to pay attention to Emma's costume, how she interacted with him. Not Beast, Logan, or even the students, no one noticed a thing. Emma had convinced him on the second day to leave her room and get some food.
When Scott did he was awestruck as Emma walked through the milling crowds wearing the Dark Phoenix costume, with scarlet hair and a drop of Scott's cum rolling from her lips to her chin. That along with her engaging Hank in conversation moments later, cemented the realisation in Scott's mind.
'There are no consequences,' Scott thought to himself, he could do anything he wanted to her and no one in the mansion would notice. Scott smiled evilly as new games were about to be played and new places to fucked had been found.
At the dining room Emma ate lunch out of Scott's lap, she ate his cock and cum for breakfast and afterwards he invited Emma to his room in earshot of the rest of the team. "Emma would like to come to my room to help me with my stress?" Emma smirked at this and followed Scott to his room.
When they got to the room Scott pushed her in and tackled her onto the floor where he had her body. The room that was shared by Jean and Scott was filled with sweat, juice, and cum by by the new tryst. They didn't sleep much that night in Scott and Jean's bed.
Scott filled Emma's mouth, ass, and pussy with his seed. He didn't stop even when his body wanted to stop, he kept on going. He wanted to stain her with his cum. They did all the over room, on the bed, the wall, and the bathroom. All positions were open to them, doggy, missionary, piledriver, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, and even new ones that Emma knew such mountain magic.
Over the next few days, Emma proceeded to try on Jean's entire costume rack and seduce her husband over and over again. Emma tried on everyone of her costumes and clothes, and Scott fucked her in every single one. Jean's casual clothes, formal clothes, her costume, and the best of all...her wedding dress. Everyone single outfit Scott had fucked her screaming her name and filling her inside just like right now.
"Do it Scott, fill me again." Emma cried as Scott hammered in and out of her. The woman's hands were on the wall as the wedding dress that she was wearing was hiked up by the hands of Scott. The mutant leader thrusted into a couple more times and then released his lead filling her womb. Emma bit her lip as she felt the white spunk in her, it was a magnificent feeling.
Emma had waited purposefully for days, letting Scott become more and more enraptured with her and the passion they shared. Scott was close, he barely could comprehend why he had resisted Emma for so long. She was insatiable. This was the woman he loved, he should have loved her from the start and never Jean.
Scott was not done as Emma was now in the air, the wedding dress on the ground below them both for Scott to pick her up. Emma wrapped her legs around Scott's waist as she kissed him, he was fucking her so hard.
"Oh Scott, put a baby in me!" Emma cried, her pussy convulsing around his cock. Scott registered her remark and the deepest, darkest part of him that Emma had nurtured felt a thrill at this. He'd be hers and she'd be his. They would have a child, a child that was not Jean's grey. A child that could look at him or her, a child that would share their characteristics. Scott didn't need to hear anything else.
Scott roared with pleasure and he filled her cunt, as he had many times in their passion-filled days and nights, yet never with the intention he had in this moment.
"Mmmm Scott, you're going to be a wonderful father," Emma purred as she laid her head on his chest. They had finally come down from their high and now we're lying on the bed. Scott was petting Emma's hair and Emma was listening to their heartbeat. Emma was determined to have his child, she will have his children. The final steps of her plan were near and soon this belly would have a summer child in it.
"I have to go to the Cuckoos to practice before the real thing. Though, it's a shame Jean's back tomorrow," Scott sighed, his hand playing with Emma's blonde red hair. Emma grinned at this, she has news for Scott.
"Well Scott, we wouldn't be having such fun if you weren't married to her," Emma tutted.
Scott knew he should feel guilty about cheating on Jean, but Emma had completely overridden her place in his mind and his heart. And Scott had to admit, being with Emma had made him enjoy breaking the rules.
"Remember, we're not ready for the others to know. I still have one or two things to finish," Emma reminded him. She hadn't told Scott her entire plan, but he knew it was something big. Scott was loyal to her so he would help her with everything that she needed, even if that meant getting rid of his old wife. Emma was new wife, she was his soul mate.
"I better get back to my room. Jean's due back tonight," Emma said. She got up and slipped into the Dark Phoenix suit. She left the discarded mound of Jean's other sullied costumes and clothes on the floor, Scott could deal with them.
She looked herself over in the mirror for a moment. Funnily enough, she hadn't corrupted the Dark Phoenix costume, she had returned some of its original meaning to it, just not in a way Jean would appreciate.
"Emma," Scott said as he got up and padded over to her, she turned to look over Scott's naked body. Emma smiled knowing what he wanted to do and what needed to do.
"Alright love, but after this I must go." Emma said firmly, while inwardly smiling as she dropped to her knees and opened her mouth. Emma placed her mouth on the tip of Scott's dick and the leader decided to release his urine inside of her mouth. Emma felt the warm liquid enter mouth and moans as she takes it all in. When Scott was finished he ordered Emma to show him.
"Show me." Emma opened her mouth and Scott did indeed see his gold urine in her mouth. Emma decided to show off and gurgled the warm liquid, but soon she swallowed it all in one gulp. The golden liquid went down her throat and into her belly.
"Delicious."
Later
Emma licked her lips as she walked down the corridor. "Girls?" Emma called to them.
"We heard from the others. They're just coming back into range." Sophie said.
"Mom," Esme asked.
"Yes?" Emma answered, entering her room.
"We're done." Mindee replied.
"It's time." Phoebe finished. Emma stripped down and lay on her crisp, white sheets, she changed since she initially seduced Scott. She could feel Scott's seed begin to seep out between her pussy lips as she drifted off to sleep. Emma's mind wandered the Astral Plane while she slept, deciding to not tempt fate, and leave Scott wanting more.
Emma realised she had found herself at the edge of a pit. This was a pit she hadn't seen in about a week. There was a roaring inferno in the pit, blazing with a new intensity. It seemed to flow and roll with a mind of its own. Yet the flames were far more curious. They were a blend of fiery red as before, and of stark white.
Emma felt a familiar heat from behind her. Emma formed the Dark Phoenix costume of Jean Grey's around her and let her hair flush crimson. She stood and turned around to face the same blazing, winged figure of the Phoenix.
"Emma Frost, we told you we would speak again." The Phoenix intoned and Emma struck a seductive pose.
"You did. What do you think of my new look?" Emma asked curiously as she waved a hand through her red hair.
"We are certainly surprised, yet we feel that this form may suit you well." The Phoenix chuckled as it blasted Emma with it's flames. The White Queen felt the flames touch her, but she also felt them change her. The costume changed from red to white, it began more revealing showing her cleavage and skin, and her hair turned back to blonde.
Emma took a look at this new costume and smiled, she liked it very much. When she was done admiring herself Emma turned her eyes back to the fiery bird.
"I'm hoping Jean doesn't have an opinion?" Emma probed and the cosmic creature gave the human it's answer.
"No, our host is unaware of your…liberties. With her mantle or her…mate." The Phoenix answered. Emma was fairly certain she had registered a wicked tone from the Phoenix.
"Well you know my goals, how else would I achieve them?" Emma sniffed.
"Despite the probability otherwise, you have succeeded further than expected." The Phoenix admitted.
"Well, you probably know what I intend to do when I succeed. You know what I want from you. " Emma remarked and The Phoenix paused.
"Even with your preparedness in mind, you must make a choice, you know it would be one of three." The Phoenix replied and Emma registered this.
"Well, I think you're aware of how I will choose. My only concern is whether the other options may hinder my intentions." Emma reasoned and the Phoenix chuckled wickedly this time.
"Do not concern yourself "White Queen'', we have decided the Grey is no longer suited for our power. You have shown us your wit and will to get what you desire. We have chosen you as our new host and your wish will be granted by our power." Phoenix told her and Emma smiled greatly. She had even won against the cosmic creature, a powerful being in its own right.
"Call upon me when the time is right and very soon you will find out that your wish has come true." The fiery bird left the astral plane and Emma returned to her body as morning came and she woke in a light sweat, breasts heaving.
"Now to wait for my moment," Emma smirked to herself. Weeks passed and life in the mansion was as it had always been. Or so it seemed. Scott and Jean shared meals, watched movies, yet Scott had taken a great interest in reading a selection of the classics. Jean was surprised, but supposed it was a good interest to have.
Jean was unaware that Emma had been giving Scott these books, from the shelf she had arranged for Scott. Scott lay in bed beside his wife night after night, reading about people who had found passion and fulfilment with those other than their partner. Whe they went to sleep and while Jean slept soundly, Scott was psychically engaging Emma in passionate, illicit sex.
Scott had refined his psychic defences to the point Emma and he had both telepathically climaxed while they were each teaching lessons. The classes finished and Scott hurriedly made his way to Emma's classroom.
He passed Sophie giving her a hug and stepped into the classroom, shutting the door behind him. "Hello Scott," Emma purred and looked at him. He crossed the room in an instant and took her in his arms. He kissed her deeply and immediately set to unzipping the bottom part of Emma's pants.
"Oh Scott, this is so naughty. I'm very impressed," Emma remarked approvingly, opening his trousers and freeing his cock. Scott lifted Emma onto the desk and thrust his cock inside her. Emma gasped at the initial entry, but then wrapped her legs around his waist. They kissed in a frenzied manner and Scott furiously hammered in and out of her.
"Mom, Dad, she's coming." Sophie whispered telepathically, and both parents heard their daughter.
"Scott, your wife is coming," Emma warned him between kisses, but Scott didn't want to let go. He knew that he had to though so he quickly finished inside of Emma. Scott felt his cock erupt and fill Emma with his thick kissed her neck and softly bit the nape before withdrawing. Scott grabbed a book from the desk and stood between Emma and the door.
Jean entered the room to see Scott with his back to her, reading an open book. Emma had stood and carefully rezipped Scott's trousers and her costume, concealing Scott's seed inside her.
"Emma, should we be encouraging the students to read this?" Scott asked, more for Jean's benefit.
"Oh for God's sake Scott, it's Wuthering Heights. Yes, Jean?" Emma asked irritably adnScott turned to his wife.
"Hi," Scott greeted her.
"Hi Scott, want to get lunch?" Jean asked, ignoring Emma's remark.
"Sure Jean, I could use filling up. What about you Emma?" Scott asked with a wry smile. Emma suppressed a smirk at his meaning. She sniffed disdainfully instead.
"I think I'll eat better away from your displays," Emma answered sharply and soon Emma walked out of the classroom, past Jean and down the hall. Scott's seed was beginning to seep out from between her lips. Scott looked at Jean.
"She seems a bit moody," Scott commented.
"Well at least her stomach isn't looking as smooth, it's like she's putting on weight," Jean said uncharitably. Scott grinned as he suspected something Jean hadn't considered.
"That was close Scott."' Emma mock chided as she lay her head on his chest in their psychic bedroom, both of them naked of course.
"I couldn't help it, I needed to feel you."Scott confessed.
"Well, did she notice anything today?" Emma asked coyly.
"She thinks you're putting on weight,' Scott admitted and Emma chuckled at that.
"Well I do have her husband's baby in me." Emma giggled,Scott held Emma in his arms. It was a shame that this was only telepathic, but Emma having his child is something that really worked for him.
"Well Scott, how about we have fun while Jean's sleeping?" Emma asked and she already knew the answer to the question she asked.
"Sure Emma, why not." Scott answered and rolled on top of her for another session of hard loving sex was about commence. When they were done Emma decided to invite a guest to join them, it was time for the final act to begin.
Jean laid on the hard ground, she was in front of the mansion and very weak. When she looked up at the mansion she realized that this wasn't the real one, it was an astral plane and one that she knew belonged to her husband.
Jean didn't understand why she was here, she went into the mansion to see what was going on, but when she got inside she saw that everything was very different. "What?!" Jean saw many versions of Emma Frost all in her husband's mind, the army of blondes looked at that intruder and smiled. They made a path for her to walk down and Jean kept walking, but kept her guard up.
Soon she found a door where she heard passionate moans coming from the door, she hesitantly opened it and saw a scene that broke her heart. What she saw was her husband being serviced by Emma Frost in her wedding dress. Emma turned around to see Jean and smiled knowingly while she continued to suck Scott's dick.
"You-You Bitch!" Jean was ready to kill Emma, but soon found out that she couldn't do anything. Her powers were not working, the phoenix would come out. "Wha-What?" Emma chuckled in hysteria and got up, the wedding dress burned to ash as the blonde was now naked as her lover.
"Oh, Jean, you lose." Jean didn't understand what she meant but didn't have time to figure it out as her arms were raised above her head and chained together. Scott rose up from the chair that he was being serviced on and grabbed Jean.
"Scott, listen to me-*Slap*" Jean didn't finish her sentence since Scott slapped her. Jean couldn't believe that her husband just hit her and this action made Emma laugh.
"Before you even start I just want to let you know that Emma freed me. I am in control of my actions, I chose to sleep with Emma, I am chosen to leave you, I chose Emma over you, and I am chosen to let this happen to you." Scott tossed onto the bed and her back was on the headboard as Emma was beside her. She looked at the blonde woman and saw her snap her fingers and soon another guest entered the room.
A human woman with red hair that was alive with fire entered the room just as naked as Emma and Scott. "Phoenix, welcome to our show. Tonight, in Scott's mind we will be breaking this woman sexually. Would you like to join?" Phoenix nodded her head with a smile and walked over to the bed to join the other two, Scott watched as Emma and Phoenix crotches began to ignite into flames and soon huge dicks formed where their clits were.
Jean had horrid eyes as she knew what was going to come and she could not believe it. This could not be happening to her. Scott, Emma, and Phoenix surrounded the frightened red head as she shook her head, pleading with them to not do this.
"Oh, Jean don't be begging now. It's unbecoming. I have Scott, I have the phoenix, and now I have a child with your husband. You have nothing. You are going to be forgotten forever and no one not even Logan will remember you. I made phone call with Black King of the Hellfire and he welcomed you as his new sex slave for him and his men. In fact you are being transported to him as we speak. A deal that will keep him from messing with the X-Men. Now, let's enjoy this shall we." Emma started first as she grabbed Jean's mouth and forcefully drove her dick into the mouth of the red head.
Scott grabbed her legs and spread them apart, he began to fuck his former wife hard and this time he was showing her what Emma had freed. Phoenix decided to get on top of Grey and rip her clothes away, she freed her tits and gave herself a tit fuck. All three of them defiled Jean Grey as their sex toy.
When Scott came he came inside of her, Emma shot her seed down her throat, and Phoenix sprayed her fiery cum on the chest and face of Grey, but it was not over as they were going to have much fun with this woman. They all switched positions, Emma took the pussy, Scott took her mouth, and Phoenix took the asshole. Both woman double penetrated the woman, they going to torture her. They were going to mess up her body and they did.
They covered her in cum, all her holes were filled. Her entire body was white. Her hair, her pussy, her ass, her armpits, everywhere she felt cum in and on her. Jean Grey now laid on her back with her hands cuffed with the three above her. They aimed their dicks down at her and gave her a golden shower to end this great affair and plan.
"Goodbye Jean Grey, you will never be remembered." Emma laughed in victory she had won and she will forever be Mrs. Summers.
Emma entered Cerbro and compiled a list of telepaths in her mind that she would have to apply the full signal to, including the professor. She focused intensely, drawing on all of her staggering power and the phoenix and firmly said.
"No. More. Grey." When done Emma sighed and climbed to her feet, exhausted. She slowly made her way back to the mansion and Scott found her.
"Emma, is it done." Emma nodded at her and the Cuckoos looked at her in awe, they had sensed what had just happened.
"Yes Scott, the world and I were on the same page." Emma assured him, his wife was now only a memory to him, her and the girls. Jean Grey had never even existed to the rest of the world.
"Now let's go spend time with our family." Emma said with a genuine smile as she grabbed her husband's hand. Not only did she erase Jean from everyone's mind, but she replaced her with herself. So everyone knows that Emma was a member of the original X-Man. Diamond Girl, now known as White Phoenix. Emma Frost Summers, wife of Scott Summers, host of the Phoenix, X-Man, head mistress of the Xavier school, and mother of the Summers children. This was heir life, the life that she deserved. Her revenge was now complete.