Sweaty Shapeshifter

by epicmoviemystique

Set after the events of Epic Movie, Peter and Mystique have since married and live in Gnarnia, but Mystique has still been attending Mutant Academy on occasion simply to partake in the Mutant Yoga program. After a hard workout, she had gotten incredibly sweaty. She intended to shower before they made love, but Peter, as usual, seemed to find her sweaty bod a little too appealing...

Mystique was finally returning home after an exhausting day at the Mutant Academy… She no longer went there for academic reasons, ever since she officially married Peter and moved in with him as one of the many "Queens of Gnarnia", but the place had one spot she never could find a replacement for… the "Mutant Gym". Specifically, there was a specific group she always considered to be the best part of her time there… the "Mutant Yoga Group".

At 4:20pm, everyday, she'd go to the gym, where she'd be greeted by the fellow yoga group participants. She had originally done the group with her fellow 'friends' Storm and Rogue… but ever since she had become Queen of Gnarnia, and a husband to Peter, she grew to no longer care for their popular bitch attitudes. Didn't help that one of them had killed LC, her best friend (and previously an occasional "friend with benefits" before her marriage), which she only was able to resurrect after she convinced Peter to use the Click remote on her. Instead, he now did this with a new group, which included her friends LC, Velvita, and Emma, along with their teacher Mrs. Electra. They'd do yoga together, using their time in the group to talk about all the latest gossip, and superhero/supervillain happenings going on both in and out of the academy… along with their interests. LC was a reality TV star, Velvita was a heavily religious girl who Mystique grew more and more worried for as she continued to learn about her cult like family, and Emma was a huge Harry Potter nerd, even dressing up like Hermoine, which amused Mystique, as she knew the Hermoine present in the world of Gnarnia, and she wasn't anywhere near as good looking as Emma. She now returned to this group once again, where, after a chat about what they were up to, with Mystique being pretty vague on the details of her bedroom life with Peter aside from the fact that "he's really good in bed", they finally did yoga under the directions of Mrs. Electra.
While Mystique preferred to go out au naturel, she knew that boys would often sneak in peaks at her and the girls working it doing their sexy yoga poses. While she liked the attention, she felt the possibility of pictures of her butt naked in yoga poses was too embarrassing to let out into the world. She had made the mistake of doing so for a photo in the Mutant Academy Yearbook and had regretted it ever since. So, she was instead wearing some tight fitting yoga clothing. This included some tight black Yoga pants with some red highlights on the sides, and a matching top, still leaving her midriff and arms exposed, but covering up more than she usually did. And it was in some ways a relief, as it meant she didn't have to use her powers to hide her private areas 24/7.

As Mrs Electra instructed them, they did countless exercises and poses. While guys had been banned from the yoga room at this period, if a guy did see it, they would be mesmerized when looking at Mystique. She got on all fours and stretched that back for a Cat Pose, she laid on her back with her knees drawn towards her chest showing off that pussy area with a Happy Baby pose, did a few squats which some guys would kill to be under, and of course, the Heart opening, where she stuck that perfect fat ass straight up in the air, seemingly ready for any guy to rip open those yoga pants and start pounding her ass until their legs gave out.

After nearly an hour of constant yoga, she and her friends moved on to the treadmills, with her running a few laps, watching a movie to pass the time. This time, she chose "Scary Movie 4", although ended up stopping during the scene where a rather buxom woman takes a massive dump inside of a toilet. She thought to herself "I swear that girl looks familiar…"

After that, it was on to lifting weights. Mystique had actually gotten pretty great at weight lifting, being able to lift up to 30 pounds. She was getting pretty good at exercising, and it was paying off.

After such a long day of working out, she went into the shower room, and looked into a mirror… where she started to admire herself. She struck a strong pose, highlighting how somewhat muscular her arms had gotten, how toned and slim her form was, and even saw a few abs forming. "Damn… I'm looking good~"

She chuckled… then decided that, since she looked so good, she'd send a little video to her husband, Peter. She got a little stand set up on the sink, and started to record herself.

"Hey baby… I've missed you~" She chuckled, as she groped and felt up her tits for him, "I know you've missed me~" She then once again struck a strong pose, highlighting her muscular arms. "I've been working out, can't you tell?" She then highlighted her figure, seductively stating, "I've gotten so slim, so fit, so close to perfection… not that you'll ever want to experience this 'perfection'". She laughed in a somewhat meanspirited way, before turning around, and briefly looking back. "I've been so horny today, exercising really gets my hormones going… so…" She then gyrates her hips in a swerving motion… as her ass expands to triple the size it was before. "...Consider this a preview of tonight baby~" She then slaps that ass and starts twerking it, those cheeks clapping, making an extremely loud lewd sound. "See you soon baby~" The video's timer stopped, and the preview was soon sent to her lover, with the caption, "You ready for a ride tonight, baby~?"

After a few moments of frantic typing by her lover, she received a simple, shy, "Y-yes my queen…" She smiled. She always loved it when Peter called her his queen, and she certainly looked like it too… then she noticed something smelled. After sniffing around for a few seconds… she finally sniffed her armpit, and grimaced. "Ugh!" she exclaimed, "Guess that's what I get for such an intense workout…" She turned to the showers… only for her to see that all of them… were closed. This was concerning. She didn't want to return home all nasty and musky, especially when her husband was ready for some rather intense love making… but she simply sighed, and decided "Well, I'll just shower before we start". She said goodbye to her friends, before heading off home. A quick hop through the Gnarnia to Camp portal, created by the very peculiar and rather creepy Harry Potter, and her and Peter's tent was only a few yards away.

So, the sweaty and musky, yet extremely fit and attractive shapeshifter walked into her tent… she saw Peter on the bed… in a robe, clearly wearing nothing underneath the tied together cloth, as he was sprawled on the bed in a seductive pose. "Why hello my queen… I've been waiting for you…"

Mystique looked at the handsome boy spread over the bed, staring for a moment… as she failed to hold in a laugh, as she soon chuckled quite loudly. Not in a rude way, of course, she just found her husband to be quite silly when it came to his attempts to seduce her. His seductive look changed into that of embarrassment, as he crawled up to sit up straight on the edge of the bed. "Oh, was this too much? Sorry, I-I thought it would be, uh, sexy…" he said, still quite nervous and embarrassed. Despite becoming king, he never did get over his nervousness and shyness, which she found cute.

"It's fine baby, I just love how cute you can be sometimes…" She said seductively… before sitting on his lap. She moaned, as she wrapped her arms around him, and started giving him a very long, passionate kiss. Mystique was clearly more experienced than her husband, as her tongue glided across the inside of his mouth, licking all around and wrestling passionately with his own. Peter felt his mind go numb… and feeling those massive tits pressed against his chest, that skinny frame, and those muscular arms wrapped around him… it all combined to make that decently sized cock of his stand up and throb intensely… with it pressed inbetween her incredibly large asscheeks. Even with yoga pants still covering them, Mystique could feel the heat of his hard member pressed against her large bootycheeks.

After what felt like a minute of pure bliss, she pulled back, a spit trail still connecting them. "My my… someone's certainly gotten excited…" She chuckled, before pulling back, about to get up. "But I just exercised all day and I'm very musky…" She was sweating, dripping from head to toe in juices, and got up, as she started to walk away. "I'll take a shower… then I'll make sure to fuck you till your legs give out~"

She started walking away… as she started to strip down. She peeled that sweat soaked top off of her body… revealing two very shiny sweaty titties, glistening under the candle light. And then she pulled down those soaked shorts… revealing an incredibly shiny, humongous ass, with globs of sweat streaking down her perfectly shaped ghetto booty… and Peter was in awe. She was always sexy… but seeing that perfect blue scaly body glistening, dripping in those fluids… it got him going in a way he hadn't felt in a long time. So, as the soaked Mystique prepared to walk into the bathroom to take a nice hot shower… Peter grabbed her from behind.

"Hey! Peter! I told you, I'm all sweaty and nasty!" She exclaimed, feeling embarrassed as he groped her sweaty tits from the back, and grinded his cock inbetween her huge sweaty asscheeks.
Peter, meanwhile, started to give her a more determined voice… one he gained once he started getting into his "weird horny mode". "Oh, come on Mystique… I think you can wait until after our lovemaking for a nice work shower… after all, what's the point of getting all clean only to just get dirty again?"
"Well… I get that. B-But I'm all sweaty and gross! And I… ugh, I reek," she said, sniffing her own rancid scent.

Peter simply bit his lip, smiling devilishly, as he said "Oh come now Mystique… you know I have a fondness for a woman who's…" He gives her a sniff… letting out a pleased breath, as his cock twitched in between her asscheeks, clearly turned on, "...alnatural."
Mystique gave a slightly disgusted face, "God, you're so weird…" she said, clearly a bit grossed out by what he had just done… but she sighed, and soon turned around to face him… as she proceeded to throw him down on the bed, and lunged on top of him, her sweaty nasty post-workout body grinding against his skinny frame. "It's a good thing I like you… I don't know how many girls would do the things I do for you…" She chuckled, before going down on the smiling Peter, as she started to passionately make out with him once more. Their tongues danced in each other's mouths, as Peter groped onto her sweaty asscheeks, feeling up those slippery biscuits, before giving both of them a hard SPANK!

Mystique moaned loudly, pulling back. "Ooh, you're such a kinky king…" She chuckled, clearly turned on and amused… as she placed both of his hands on each asscheek. "But I think his majesty deserves a bigger set of buns to devour…" She moaned, pulling her head back, as her asscheeks quadrupled in size. Her ass began to swell, accompanied by an extremely sexy jiggle, showing off her tantalizing, growing booty, coupling with the hungry palms of her kingly lover, Peter. Each ass expanded like a water balloon, becoming bigger and bigger, each bigger than his head, to the point where his hands couldn't hold her scaly blue bakery in his hands. After finishing the expansion, she looked down and saw a very pleased Peter, drooling. "Oh god, now THAT'S an ass a king deserves…," he said hornily, as he gave it another hard spank, her ass jiggling like a water bed.

"Now," he said, "give me some juicy melons! I want massive hooters!" he exclaimed, which caused Mystique to chuckle. She always found his descriptions of his requests to be very amusing and funny. "As the king demands…" she says playfully, as she soon pushes out her chest… Mystique gyrates her arms, closing her dazzling eyes, moving in groove to some magical rhythm like some sort of ritual; her already supple breasts like yeast into dough rise, stretching outward, ballooning outward at a teasingly slow pace, nipples manifesting onto her buzzom like two cute buttons, until finally, those massive tits came out to a size which clearly was larger than even Peter's own head. Mystique moaned as she looked down at Peter, hypnotized by her swinging large breasts. She knew he was clearly turned on by her sexy body, especially those muscles she had worked so hard to get… but smiled and nodded her head, knowing his next request.

"And now I want-"

"Hush," Mystique said to Peter, hushing his lips with her finger, "I know exactly what your next request will be… so why don't I take the lead this time around… the queen demands it."

Peter was surprised. He normally had to finagle a bit in order to get her to change into his ideal form… which ironically would be quite unideal for any other man. However, she was going to take the lead? On this part of the foreplay? It was quite unusual, and Peter was left a bit flustered… his shy side was back on display, and all he could say was a quiet, "Y-Yes my queen…"

Mystique smiled. For once, at this point in their foreplay, she was the one in control. "You know Peter… I've been working out a lot recently… I mean, just look at these guns right here…" She soon strikes a strong pose, as her arms show off their pretty well defined muscles. Peter blushed, which caused her to chuckle slightly to herself. "And not to mention… this rocking figure~" she seductively stated, as she highlighted that sexy hourglass figure she maintained… and those absolutely stunning, rock hard abs. She was an extremely fit woman… and it caused Peter to be even more flustered than before.

For the first time, Peter really admired her muscles and fit body. He always thought she was really cool, always doing yoga with her friends (and sneaking a peak a few times during their tenure at Mutant Academy). He always found it really sexy… but never really admired that workout body until now. "You… you look stunning."
Mystique smiled hearing him say that. "Admit it… you love my sexy muscular body. You love these rock hard abs~"

Peter's lip trembled, "Uh…" he was blushing hard, not able to get the words out.

"And with these huge tits, and this massive ass… admit it, this is the sexiest body you've ever seen… you wanna rail this body…"
"Yes."

"Say it again."

"Yes!"

"LOUDER!" she exclaimed.

"YES, PLEASE, I WANNA FUCK YOUR SEXY MUSCULAR BODY SO BAD~!" he screamed, his dick twitching and hard as a rock.

She smiled… She loved that he was so submissive to her at this point. He often was quite demanding in their relationship, so it was oh so kinky to flip the tables, especially with what she would say next. "You wanna fuck this muscular body? You wanna rail me against a wall? Well, guess what?" She soon went down, whispering into his ear, "...as if~"
Peter was confused when she said this, "W-What?"
"You think a shapeshifter as sexy and beautiful as me would let a loser like you ever experience a sexy body like mine?" she exclaimed, before laughing. "Hardly! This body is too good for someone as pathetic as you!"

Peter felt bad, he wanted to fuck her so bad, and now she was calling him a loser? This reminded him of how she treated him before he became king, back when she was an alpha bitch. "B-But Mystique, I-I though-"

She was noticing that her role reversal was working a tad too well, as she was feeling his cock start to soften, and was worried she was going too far. So, she smiled, before seductively going down, and once again whispering into his ear "I don't mean it baby… but I thought some roleplay would be… you know… kinda kinky~" She then sat back up, giving him a knowing wink.

Peter was relieved to hear this… he was worried she was genuinely starting to see him as just a loser, or "pussy" as Magneto once called him, again… however, knowing that this was just some kinky roleplay put his mind at ease,… and more importantly… it kinda turned him on. 'Denial roleplay, huh?' he thought to himself. He had never tried it before… but… well, it couldn't hurt to give it a try. He was just wondering what this was leading to. So, putting on his best 'younger him' impression, he responded with, "P-please Mystique, your body is so sexy! I promise, I'm no loser, I'm worthy!"

She laughed again, enjoying playing her old "alpha bitch" self. "You think a wimp like you would ever be worthy of getting smothered by these melons?" She said as she squeezed those massive tits together and shaked them. And then she turned around and started jiggling that ass, causing it to shake and shake and jiggle and jiggle. "You think you can handle such a fine ass? A pathetic wimp like you? Ha! Don't make me laugh!"

Despite Peter's reservations, his dick was getting harder by the second. He kinda liked this "Alpha bitch" Mystique. Despite getting turned on, he stuck to his wimpy role. "P-please, I swear, I'll show you I'm worthy! Just let me fuck you! Please, I promise, I'll make you feel good!" he said, with as much realistic desperation as he could muster.

"Shut up pussy… you don't deserve me in my sexy form… even when I'm all sweaty, shiny, and musky like I am…" she then smiled devilishly as she bit her lip. "In fact, there's only one form I can think of that's deserving for a pathetic wimp like you…" and as she said this… her eyebrows soon started to grow bushier… growing sprouts and sprouts of hair, until her eyebrows joined in the middle to create one large bushy unibrow.
Peter held in a big grin. "Ah," he thought, "NOW I see where this is going." Peter always had one ideal form for Mystique in his mind… a form that any other man would consider a nightmare… but for Peter, it was his ideal dream girl. Despite now getting excited, and his cock starting to throb, he kept the 'wimp' act going. "P-Please no! Just let me fuck you like this! I want your sexy body! Please, oh please, anything but THAT!"

She laughs, clearly breaking character, as she knows Peter would never say that in a million years. But she got it together, and got back into her "alpha bitch" character. "Too late, you pathetic wimp. You'll never get to experience my sexy stunning fit body… the only body fit for you…" she paused, as she positioned her arms up, "... IS A BIG FLABBY HAIRY UNIBROWED FAT BITCH DRENCHED IN A PUDDLE OF SWEAT!" After saying this, she started waving her arms… as the sound of expanding rubber could be heard… as she started to expand.

Peter soon watched from below as that sexy fit blue skinned beauty… shapeshifted into every man's worst nightmare. Mystique's face contorted in a mix of disgust and pain, her body startiing to morph. Her extremely muscular arms lost all definition, first turning into a normal skinny set of arms… before the horror started, as they then grew extremely fat and flabby, hanging down like bat wings. Worse, as she flapped her arms, they made a disgusting squelching flapping noise as she almost appeared like she was trying to fly with those eldritch meat wings. She grunted as she started to shapeshift further. Her stomach went from muscular and toned to ballooning out. Her abs vanished, as her gut kept getting bigger and bigger, becoming fatter and flabbier, with noticeable stretch marks and cellulite soon appearing... as her body continued to morph. Her ass grew from a perfectly round badonkadonk to a monstrously huge ass, almost grossly so. Her ass soon gained cellulite lines, and dimples all over it. That perfect ass was replaced by an ass which any man would puke at the sight of. Meanwhile, her tits, once perfect and round, started to sag. Those big hooters with silver dollar nipples soon sagged down on her now grossly huge gut, with titty veins being quite visible. While they were still huge, those granny tits had lost all their appeal. Her back followed the lead of the front, becoming flabbier, with tons of back flab and folds, along with creases, giving the appearance that she had back boobs. Her thighs went from muscular and thicc, to nasty and flabby, once again with cellulite details all over those nasty legs. And of course, that sexy, Carmen Electra look-alike face, soon turned incredibly fat and plump, with big fat cheeks, crossed eyes which, when combined with the dotted pupils and yellow color, made her almost look demonic, with a big sloppy tongue soon escaping her mouth, drool dripping down her chin.

Peter was getting real excited, his cock was throbbing like crazy. God, this demonic looking disgusting fat form always got him going like there was no tomorrow… but he kept slurping in his drool, and trying to make that perverted smile into something worrying. "G-God, that's so disgusting! Please Mystique, anything but this! I'd rather die than be ridden by this eldritch being above me!" he said, lying, of course. "God, so heavy…"

"Oh, you think I'm done already? Believe me, we're just getting started, you pathetic waste of a man!" She moaned, continuing to flap those bingo wings, the squelching noise they made as she flapped them being etched into both her and Peter's memory, as it was his final request before he had his first time with her. But as she continued to do so, some new additions started to appear… specifically, those sweaty armpits made a rustling noise… before… Poof! Two large shrubs of armpit hair sprouted from her pits! And that was only the beginning… Peter looked down at her pussy, at this point soaked in pre-cum, as blonde hair sprouted from her pussy area. And this wasn't just a little bit of hair… This was a FOREST! Her pussy area was soon covered in bright blonde hair, the curtains certainly matching the drapes… and from that, the hair continued upwards, all the way up to her belly button! That once smooth belly suddenly became covered in hair, with her having one hell of a tummy trail. Her chest area also soon sprouted a few bits of blonde hair… with her even having a few hairs sprouting from her nipples. At this point, she was just getting into the nastiness, as she decided to throw out all that femininity… her arms became incredibly hairy, as did her legs and thighs. Any thighjobs from now on would be not only flabby, but accompanied by the texture of her nasty blonde hair. Next up, her back started to grow a massive amount of hair. If anyone saw her from behind at this point, they'd be repulsed by a woman with such a hairy back… and that hair sprouted further down, as it finally reached that massive cellulite covered ass. Her ass was already musky and sweaty… and it only got even more so hair started growing out of her ass. That delicious blue bootyhole suddenly was surrounded by sprouts of her blonde hair, and it spread further from there… Her crack, from top to bottom, was covered in her blonde hair, and it soon spread further outward… until her entire, fat, musky, and flabby ass was covered in hair… by the end, she didn't just look a little hairy, she looked like a monkey! "Mmm, I love getting all hairy and nasty… I bet you can't stomach this nastiness on top of you~" she said, letting a chuckle out, knowing her husband enough to know he was thinking the opposite.

"Peter's dick was getting harder, throbbing… and as her ass hairs grazed his cock, it twitched more and more, with him feeling like he could cum at any second… but he held it in, knowing he couldn't disappoint his wife like that. So, even though he was so turned on, he shyly said, "Um, uh… I mean, Ugh! So gross! Please, I wanted to eat your ass, but not like this! I don't want a tongue covered in hair!"

Mystique giggled again, "Too bad…" she laughed, as she saw his nose twitch, "Oh? You smell that?" she said seductively. While she'd already "finished" her transformation, she hadn't forgotten what he said earlier… Peter likes his girls "alnatural"... he sniffed at her sweaty body. It turned him on… and she decided to give her husband exactly what he wanted. She continued flapping those bingo wings, taking excessive effort with her newly formed fat body… it was a workout, with all parts of her body jiggling as she did so… so, of course, she started sweating a ton. Her arms of course were sweating relentlessly, with sweat drops dropping off her bingo wings straight onto the bed… and that was just the arms. Beads of sweat were dripping from her forehead, soon mixing with the drool dripping down her lips into some nightmarish concoction only acceptable for Peter. The hair had especially made the sweating worse… sweat poured out of her hairy pits, creating a strong musky scent… her tits also became very sweaty and shiny, as did her now comically large gut… and that wasn't even factoring in some of the even hairier parts of her body. Her pussy area sweated like crazy, mixing with that hair to make a strong smell, and one could only imagine the taste of it… her back was soaked, dripping downwards onto her sweating hairy legs… and probably the sweatiest hairest place on her body… her massive hairy ass. That ass became slippery and wet, something Peter, going slightly out of character, decided to feel up. His hands grazed that slippery flabby ass, feeling each individual hair, wet from her sweat. That ass was not the same ass she had teased him with earlier… what was once a beautiful large round badonkadonk, shiny and shimmering from the sweat, was now a flabby, hairy, and MONSTROUS swamp ass! She looked down at Peter, "See this Peter!? This is all you'll ever get! This is all a pathetic wimp like you deserves! A fat ugly hairy mama who reeks from flapping these nasty BINGO WINGS!"

Peter was rock hard, this roleplay turned out way hotter than he expected… her demanding words, acting like the alpha bitch he first crushed on, calling him a wimp and loser, and how this was "all he deserved"... it was such a kinky scenario. It was so goddamn hot that he could no longer hold in his smile, nor his drool, but he still tried to stay in character, just a bit longer. "N-no! Please, Mystique, you're… god, you're so disgusting and smelly! You look like Chewie after his coronation! Please Mystique, just let me have your sexy body, your skinny body, ANY TYPE OF BODY BUT THIS!"
She laughed maniacally, putting her arms down and gyrating them "seductively". "No… I think this body is the perfect fit for a pathetic pussy like you…" She briefly "fell" onto Peter, as he was soon crushed under the weight of his 600 pound wife… before she got back up, briefly, to position her pussy on top of his cock.

Peter was gasping for air, his cock twitching as her hairy pussy dripped pre-cum and sweat onto his sensitive penis. He was so turned on that it was almost disturbing. "No, please… dear god, you're so fucking heavy, you'll break me! Have mercy!"
Mystique smirked, biting her lip. "Mercy is for winners… not pathetic wastes like you…" She herself was super turned on. Being large and in charge for once was so damn hot for her. Her pussy was soaking wet, and she was ready to fuck her husband's brains out… especially as the drool dripped from her mouth onto his smiling face… "I'm gonna ride you until your legs fucking break!"

And so, she went down onto his cock. Peter's already pleased expression soon shifted from a smile to an expression that showed pure ecstasy, as she came down, his cock entering her fat tight hairy pussy. It throbbing like crazy as she squeezed down on his penis… and the pleasure was only doubled by the fact that she wasn't just hovering, she was letting all of her weight rest on him, and on his cock. While it would likely be painful for most, for Peter, it just made him even more turned on, and his cock even harder. He loved his fat wife so much… which his wife noticed as she saw how absolutely turned on and ready he was to spend his night, and every night after, fucking her like this. Specifically like this. So many other guys would only fuck her for her conventionally attractive forms… but Peter was willing to fuck her like this. Like a fat, hairy, unibrowed musky slob. If he loved her like this… she knew he'd love her forever. She looked down at Peter with a loving, yet incredibly hungry and horny expression. Peter simply looked up, in awe of her "sexiness", with a simple response of, "Uh, is it fine if we break character now?"

Mystique smiled with a devious grin, clearly more turned on than she'd ever been with him. "Fuck yeah…" she responded, drooling onto his face more, some of which landed in his mouth… which clearly didn't bother Peter in the slightest, who simply looked almost disturbed by how into it she was… realizing he was finally getting a taste of his own medicine. Finally, she said, in a way that made everything come full circle, "...COME HERE!"

Mystique wiggled that drooling sloppy tongue, flicking all that drool and slobber onto Peter's face, as she soon fell down onto him, her juicy blue lips meeting his soft pink lips, as she forced her drooling tongue deep inside of his mouth, and he grunted in surprise, as she started to passionately violate his mouth, followed by lifting up her rear, and SLAMMING it down, causing a pleased yelp from Peter, muffled by the makeout… as she continued to sloppily makeout with him, and ride his cock with no mercy.

Peter felt the extreme pressure of his large blubbery wife on top of him. She now weighed roughly 600 pounds, which when compared to Peter's extremely skinny frame, was massive. It felt heavy, being weighed down by such a monster of a woman, especially with her grinding down against him. He likely would never survive nights like this, if it weren't for the extremely sturdy and soft queen sized bed they shared... although she of course usually filled it out just by herself.

He felt her large flabby arms rub against his own, as she embraced him, and he attempted to embrace her back. His arm felt the blonde messy hair on her arms, and his hand felt that incredibly hairy back of hers. So scratchy, yet so moist from the sweat... his hands glided, groping onto that excessive back hair, as he held her, although unable to touch his other hand as she had become so fat and wide that he couldn't reach it.

He felt her fat saggy soaking tits, and that grotesque fat guy slap up against his semi-muscular chest, making cursed squelching noises as it slapped against him. He also felt her extreme tummy trail and hairy pussy scratching and grinding up against him, which was a major contrast from his own clean shaven chest and groin.

Her hairy legs were also soaked in her sweat, likely due to the extreme hairiness of her thighs. His smooth thin legs grinded against her large meaty thighs, with him feeling so overwhelmed being with such a massive woman like this. He couldn't see it, but their feet almost danced around each other, with him knowing that her nice dainty feet were now extremely fat and nasty, with noticeable cankles.

All of his senses were overwhelmed, especially by that massive slobbering tongue of hers. The difference between a normal kiss/makeout with his wife and a sexual makeout with his wife was always noticeable... When she was skinny and hot, he'd feel her normal tongue glide the inside of her mouth, dancing with his own, passionately, before pulling back with a small spit strang connecting them... but when she got fat and horny like this, it was a different story. Her tongue had doubled in size, and much like a bulldog, she slobbered like crazy, with it seeping down her chin. Peter slobbered just by the sight of her fat form, so he wouldn't really be one to talk, but the way she slobbered was just excessive. Drool filled her mouth non-stop, everytime she opened her mouth, drool strings connected her teeth, and her tongue wiggling caused her drool covered tongue to flick the slobber all over him... and when it was finally time to makeout, dear god. She didn't just make out with him, she violated his mouth. Her tongue filled his mouth, licking all around, his tongue no match for her slobbering flesh-sickle, as she drooled and drooled, filling his mouth with spit and slobber, seemingly never ending. It had gotten to the point that he wondered if he got most of his fluids through her nasty spit. It was overwhelming, but he loved this, and tried in vain to make out back with his own tongue, trying to lick the inside of her slobbering mouth and those nice crooked teeth of hers... but currently, it was a bit hard to concentrate. The reason was obvious.

She was riding him with no mercy. Her fat hairy pussy squeezed down on his cock... Mystique even using some shapeshifting techniques to make her insides even tighter. At this point, it was unlikely any other woman could satisfy Peter. She had marked him as her property. But while feeling it inside of her was already so warm, moist, and hot, the pleasure was quadrupled when she lifted that fat hairy rear up... giving his penis a break from the weight and grip of her fat moist coochie… only to SLAM it back down, letting all her weight rest on his sensitive cock. And then she lifted it up, and slammed it back down. Up, and down. Up, and down. She did it fast and rough, and feeling his cock get stroked like this, feeling her heavy pussy and body going down on it, over, and over, and over again, gave him a sense of pleasure that he couldn't even describe with words…

And once again, she was sweating like crazy. She may have shapeshifted to be fat and flabby, but she still had the energy of a horny muscular skinny chick… and that ass bouncing up and down, combined with that excessive body hair, and their warm bodies being pressed up against each other on a warm bed, meant she was sweating buckets. Sweat dripped from her hairy armpits, beads of sweat on her forehead dripped onto Peter, her tits and belly were sweating all over his skinny body, her hairy pussy area was so warm and moist that it felt like a sweatshop, her ass… well, it was basically a swamp ass at this point. She was a sweaty mess… and by this point, not only was Peter covered in her nasty sweat, but the bed had been stained with her body fluids, with him practically lying in a puddle of sweat… and the smell, it was so damn musky. It wasn't the kind of good smell a woman has after a nice workout, no, it reeked. On top of all of the sloppy makeouts, crushing, and riding she was giving him, his sense of smell was being filled by her BO… and he loved it!

Mystique, meanwhile, was also getting really into this as well. She always put in so much work to keep her body fit, and always made sure to look sexy as hell in public... the form she took in bed was a closely guarded secret by two people, herself, and her husband, and to the rest of the world, Peter was the lucky bastard who got to fuck an hourglass shaped blue bombshell every night... but of course, he never had, not at all in the year they had been together. He liked his women fat and flabby, making her look almost unrecognizable from that sexy figure and image she had built up... and she admitted to herself that his requests took some getting used to. She was repulsed on their first night together, and only went ahead with the transformation since she had offered him to choose what he wanted. Even though she did end up enjoying herself, it still took a while for her to get used to it and it initially caused her to reject Peter's advances for a continued relationship until after she got to know him better.

But she had to admit... she had come to LOVE their nights together. Peter had always been very good in bed, even during his first time, so passionate and committed to making her feel good. His mutant chicken powers also gave him the endurance of a rooster, meaning he could fuck up to 30 times a day, so that was never an issue... but the form he had requested, that she'd originally been so repulsed by, had come to be one of her favorite forms. She spent so much time trying to act above it all, so sexy and seductive, taking so much time to make sure that her sexy body stayed sexy... that she had come to absolutely LOVE "letting herself go". It was so nice to finally just let down that sexy seductive persona, and just embrace her inner horny slob. She loved feeling that thin body expand and start to jiggle wildly, making her feel fuller and more free, and she loved throwing out any bit of that seductive attitude and just acting like a horny slob, one who slobbers all over her poor husband and fucks him till his legs get sore... of course, Peter wouldn't think "poor husband", but the thought still turned her on. It was nice to act so free and just get her horny frustrations out on her man without holding back. So, she enjoyed riding his cock, seeing him squirm and moan wildly, and feeling his tongue struggle to keep up with her ridiculously large tongue and excessive amount of slobber.

They were both moaning wildly, with Mystique moaning, loving the feeling of his fine kingly cock inside her fat hairy tight pussy, and with Peter grunting and moaning every time she slammed her rear on his cock... and after a good 10 minutes of it continuing like this, Peter felt his cock stiffen, realizing he couldn't hold it in much longer.

He let out desperate little screams, patting her hairy back, trying to get her attention... and when she didn't stop, and that didn't work, his hands made their way down to her fat cellulite ridden hairy asscheeks, sweating and slippery from the constant movement... and he gave them an extremely hard SPANK!

"MMMMF~" she exclaimed, muffled by the makeout, she finally pulled back slightly… letting her massive tongue slide out of Peter's mouth… There was not a small spit trail, but multiple drool and spit trails from her lips, tongue, and teeth, directly to his lips, tongue, and teeth. Peter gasped for air, having not gotten a good breath in for about 10 minutes, and his attempts to breath through his nose were interrupted by her musky scene. "God, I love it when you get kinky like this~"
She tried to go straight back into the makeout, but Peter, in desperation, said, "W-Wait… M-Mystique… I… I can't… h-hold it in-"

She cut him off, knowing what he was going to say. "Oh, are you ready to blow your load?" She let out a horny chuckle. "Fine… but this time…" She suddenly started to speed up her riding, going up and slamming down on his cock as fast and hard as she could, causing Peter to moan even harder, with Mystique drooling even more, with globs of saliva and spit dripping onto his chest and face. "Cum inside me! Fill my fat blue hairy pussy with your seed! I wanna feel that warmth inside me!" She screams, before resuming her makeout… this time, getting even more sloppy, and spitting and drooling even more than she had before.

Peter's mind was going numb. He was in pure heaven. Her tight fat pussy was squeezing onto his throbbing cock so hard, and feeling those 600 pounds slam down on his cock over and over and over again just caused him to moan and yelp even louder… of course muffled by her big slobbering tongue. But Peter was worried, what if he got Mystique pregnant? He didn't think he was ready to be a father. These thoughts would have raced through his mind… but right now, his cock was rock solid, and ready to blow… so he just decided to give into his lust. He licked her big slobbering tongue and slurped and swallowed up that drool like it was delicious. Whenever her rear came down on his cock, he tried to thrust up, causing an even more powerful PLAP to occur. His legs were getting sore, but oh god he felt it was worth it. With his hands, he once again used each hand to grab each of her booty cheeks. He felt them up, squeezing and feeling up that hairy sweaty booty, and he gave them both another hard SPANK! Causing a pleased Mystique to let out a muffled yelp… those yelps turned him on so much… so, he decided to go all in. He spanked her again. And again. AND AGAIN! Every time that ass slammed onto his cock, he gave her more spanks to the rear, and hearing her horny laughing and moaning… it was too much. He gave each cheek one final smack… and waited for her to slam that rear back down one more time… and then he exploded. His cock started to spurt cum, straight from his cock right into her baby making factory. He would not stop, he was clearly pent up, and he shuddered multiple times under her, cumming again and again straight into her pussy, leaving his cock super sensitive…

Mystique was so turned on, it was the first time she let a guy cum inside her, and it was amazing. It was so warm, she felt even more connected with her husband than she ever had with anyone before. They both let out a few loud moans, with Mystique cumming too… spurting her love juices straight onto his cock, almost like they were exchanging cum with one another. She used her powers to squeeze and squeeze on Peter's cock… milking him, not wanting a single drop of his cum to go anywhere but inside her. Peter clearly didn't mind, as feeling his sensitive penis being squeezed like that clearly made him feel even better. He was so cute like this… and she couldn't help but give him one last, passionate makeout.

After she was sure he was done cumming, she finally pulled back… once again, multiple drool and slobber trails connected their tongues, teeth, and mouths, before finally getting off of him, letting his cock slide out of her pussy, and leading to his cum leaking out of her tight hairy blue vagina.

Mystique and Peter panted heavily as she fell on her back on the bed, next to him, catching their breaths after such an intense passionate fuck session. After a good couple seconds, the post nut clarity finally hit both of them.

After a long silence, it was broken as Peter asked, "You didn't really mean those things you said earlier, did you?"
Mystique suddenly was alarmed, as she turned over to him, exclaiming, "Of course not! I love you sweetheart."

Peter turned to face her as well, blushing, and looking a little down. "I know that, I love you too… it's just that… sometimes I do worry if I'm good enough for you… I know I'm not the best mutant out there, and sometimes I feel I don't deserve you… in any form, even this one…" he said, as he felt up her hairy belly. "Sometimes I worry you'll go back to thinking of me as nothing more than a loser… like you used to-"

She shut him as she gave him another kiss, and got on top of him once again, before sitting back up, looking at him with a stern serious expression. "I'll never view you like that ever again… look, Peter… I was in a bad place in the Academy… I've never really been accepted for who I am, as a mutant, not as a kid, and not now… and while Wolvey and the others seemed to be a place where I could be in charge, and where I could be popular and above everyone else… It wasn't healthy. They weren't my friends, and Wolverine was certainly not a good boyfriend… he kept asking for these supermodel bodies, and specifically, ones without scales or blue skin… he didn't love me for me… unlike you."
She then shifts back into her sexy skinny form, one that resembled how she looked in the Mutant Academy. "You thought my main form was beautiful… you always did. Even when you asked for big hooters and that ghetto booty…" Once again, she shapeshifted those features, her breasts swelling up a couple sizes, and her ass expanding until Peter could barely hold it in his hands. "And even when you asked me for your… unconventional likings…" she said rather humorously, as her eyebrows joined in the middle, and her skinny body ballooned out in a matter of seconds until she was once again fat, flabby, and obese, with hair sprouting up in all of the desired areas, "you never wanted me to change who I am…" She took his hands, and made him feel up her scaly flabby tits… with him feeling up that blue skin, with those dark blue scales which had the texture of firm foam. "You still wanted me."

Her forms then shifted, flashing one by one, showing her muscular form, then her skinny form, then her thicc form, then her fat form… and it repeated, as she was looking down at Peter with her hungry, yet loving eyes. "As long as you still want me… I will give you any body your heart desires… and will make all of your fantasies come true…"

Peter was amazed. Her flashing forms happened so quickly, it was hard to take in. He once again was reminded of how amazing her powers were… but he knew one thing viewing her like this. "You… any form that's you… is amazing…"

She smiled, happy to hear that said out loud so clearly. She loved Peter more than anything… and as she felt his cock harden once again, grinding against her ass, which fluctuated in size and shape… she felt herself getting excited all over again. "Any roleplay is just that… roleplay… so, my wonderful king…" She flashed forms wildly, before writhing her shoulders, and saying seductively, "...what do you like~?"

Peter put his hand on a certain form, drooling uncontrollably… and of course, when given the opportunity to fuck her as a sexy fit playboy bunny looking shapeshifter… he choose to bang her as a fat flabby overweight unshaven woman with big flabby grandma arms.

Mystique chuckled slightly. "Always so predictable…" She then gets off of him, letting him breathe a little better… as she then got on all fours, presenting that fat, flabby, scaly, cellulite covered monster of an ass. Peter looked on lustfully, his cock throbbing as it got hard once again, throbbing uncontrollably… as she spread her ass cheeks, presented her scaly hairy fat blue butt crack, shining as it was still drenched in sweat… revealing that delicious blue booty hole of hers. The sight of it made Peter almost climax from just the sight and smell, but he held in it… he knew he'd want to release it in that tight blue ass of hers… but before that, she made a comment that just made him give into his uncontrollable urges. "Now come here my love… dinner is ready~"

Peter rammed his face inbetween those two fat buttcheeks and stuck his tongue deep into her butt, causing a loud moan to escape Mystique's lips… and as they kept at, licking, sucking, and fucking the entire night, Peter and Mystique considered themselves the luckiest husband and wife pair in history. Peter, a man who's part chicken/rooster, meaning he can go up to 30 times in one night, and Mystique, the stunning shapeshifter who uses her powers to get all nasty and fat during sex… and they wouldn't have had it any other way.