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Post by Kappa on Apr 14, 2023 17:39:18 GMT
The physical embodiments of Yellow Energy, Pink Energy, and Scarlet Red Energy find themselves observing a fabricated reality shaped around Jean's enticingly erotic urges.
Inside a double wide trailer, a trashy box piled high with discarded wrappers and greasy pizza boxes, a 300 pound blonde, her milk bloated breasts lifted high by her stretch marked belly rolls and wrapped tight in a lacy white bra, with panties unseen thanks to her fat, the trio watch as a middle aged redhead, a wide hipped soccer mom in black yoga pants with a green top smirks wickedly as she takes off her bra.
"Gosh, you've gotten fat since high school, Emma." Jean teases.
"I know." Emma responds meekly, absentmindedly scratching her belly.
"Remember when you use to call me fat ass?! Well, look yours! Can you?!" Jean giggles.
"Those were different times." Emma reasons.
"Yeah, back when you were a Mean Girl and I was a nerd. But look at us now. You're fat, you're on welfare, and you work at Value-Mart. And me? I have a big house, a fancy car, and I'm a best selling author!" Jean giggles with pride in her voice. "You should be grateful I'm willing to show up in a stye like this! It smells like pig shit in here!"
Emma frowns, she hates how belittling this is... but she also hates what a turn on this is!
-Continue with Jean dominating this particular version of Emma -The experiment ended, Jean is mortified as Matt and his team review that very intense masturbation fantasy. -Something else
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The Big O
Apr 14, 2023 18:56:37 GMT
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Post by phoenix10 on Apr 14, 2023 18:56:37 GMT
"Now get down on the floor and eat this pussy." Jean pulled down her yoga pants, revealing a tiny red thong. "I know you've been looking forward to it all week."
Emma didn't want to admit it, but Jean was right. The highlight of her week was seeing that redhead and eating out her pussy, her ass, and everything in between. It's what got her through long shifts at Value-Mart and it was really the only thing going "right" in her life.
Emma heaved up her massive form and began to waddle over to the smirking, triumphant Jean. She was sweating and looked terrible but both her and Jean were dripping with arousal. Jean wouldn't admit it either but seeing Emma was the highlight of her week as well. Getting to run her hands over all those rolls, and fingering her until she squealed like a pig. It was all she wanted. So much better than the mediocre sex she had with her husband.
Just as Emma was about to go to town on Jean's bush, the trio "woke up" in Professor Berry's lab. Jean, who had the pseudo Cerebro machine on her head, was blushing almost as red as her hair.
"That was...unexpected," Matt admitted awkwardly.
"I am so, so sorry for...subjecting you to that." Jean shook her head. "God, I just...I honestly had no idea stuff like that was hiding in my mind."
"For the world's strongest telepath, you're pretty oblivious," Quentin noted. "That wasn't kinky. That was a whole different level."
"So, it seems your deep subconscious is seeping into reality during your orgasms. These realities don't already exist. You're creating them," Matt said matter-of-factly. "Completely unprecedented."
Jean's green eyes widened. "Oh god. I...I actually want that?"
"Well, you find it..." Matt searched for the correct word.
"Stimulating?" Hisako offered. Matt nodded.
"Yes. Precisely."
"Can I control it ever? I mean, I can't have this ruining my life."
- Matt thinks Jean can control it IF she faces her desires - Matt doesn't think she'll be able to control it - Matt introduces Jean to another telepath to help her
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Post by Kappa on Apr 15, 2023 4:22:25 GMT
"... You've been having sexual fantasies about me? And-And by doing so, you've been creating universes???" Emma Frost questions at 2 in the morning to a very, very embarrassed redhead.
"Yes." Jean breathes heavily. "And I think if I'm honest with you about it, I'll stop doing it!"
"Entire universes?" Emma raises a puzzled brow.
"Yes."
"... So like a world where I'm a washed up rock star, with... with a penis, working as a mechanic!"
"... Yeah?"
"Or an obese cashier that loves being dominated by you?"
"... How do you know this!?"
Emma starts to blush.
"I thought they were just dreams. But I was living your fantasies too, Jean... You've been giving me wet dreams."
Jean blinks erratically.
"What?!"
-Before Jean apologizes, Emma goes in for a kiss -A new look on life, Emma decides to forgive a person she's had feeling for in two alternate realities. -Something else
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The Big O
Apr 15, 2023 17:33:58 GMT
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Post by phoenix10 on Apr 15, 2023 17:33:58 GMT
"Oh, god Emma I'm so --"
Before Jean could finish her flustered apology, the scantily dressed blonde leaned in and planted a passionate kiss on her lips. It was both familiar and completely different from what Jean had fabricated. Emma was both soft and hard -- which made sense considering her icy exterior. When they finally pulled apart, Jean's cheeks were still red but this time, it wasn't from embarrassment.
"That was...unexpected," Jean admitted with an awkward laugh.
"Those dreams were...everything," Emma said in a small and uncharacteristic voice. "I've been with women before, of course. But I've never had a meaningful relationship with one. I've never really had much of a meaningful relationship with anyone."
Jean smiled softly.
"But, that doesn't mean I'm going to jump into anything." Emma smoothed her skirt against her slender thighs. "Emma Frost doesn't jump."
"Oh." Jean's face fell. "I guess --"
Emma put her finger to Jean's lips. "Don't worry, Darling -- we're going to have sex and you're going to scream my name over and over again. But I don't want marriage and babies," the blonde clarified. "Though I do want you to get a divorce. I won't skirt around and be the other woman. I've done that many times and it never works."
"So you actually want this?" Jean asks.
"I want to try it," Emma replied.
- Emma makes Jean come and she creates another reality - Emma makes Jean come and she doesn't create a new reality - Time skip five years
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Post by Kappa on Apr 16, 2023 18:53:57 GMT
250 Pounds of pasty white fat jiggles and wiggles and in an ill-fitting white tank top with a pair of black stretch pants riding high on her crotch.
Emma Frost, a 45 year old divorcée wheezes loudly and sweats like a faucet as she struggles to power walk through the neighborhood.
"Like, come on, Emmy! We've only done half a block!" A 22 year old redhead, a fitness trainer currently renting a room with Emma, dresses sexily in green workout grease, her abs glistening in the sunlight, hips wide, bubble butt phenomenally enticing in her short shorts, jogs in place with a pouty look on her pretty face.
"That's (huff) that's (huff) that's a lot for me (puff) Jean!" Emma groans in pain. Knees giving out and back achey with a chest pounding from the exercise.
It's been about 3 weeks since Jean moved it. Emma didn't expect this kinda relationship from her Tennant. She just needed some extra money after her kids went to college.
The empty nester didn't expect anything like Jean.
"Gosh, you're such a cutie, Emmy!" Jean stops in place, gushing at how adorable Emma looks out of breath.
"Jean were (huff) we're in public!" Emma, face red, hides her blush.
"Like I care!" Jean giggles. "I wuv my Emmy-Bear! Now come on! Let's finish a block so we can have fun inside!"
Internally, aware that this reality is fabricated, Emma can't help but enjoy these sexual encounters. These new perspectives, oddly enough, were simply amazing! It was amazing how fun it was to be an out of shape Middle Aged mother with a girlfriend half her age!
- The middle aged Emma and ditzy Jean have sex - Back to reality, Jean breaks up with Scott -Something else
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Post by phoenix10 on Apr 18, 2023 0:26:24 GMT
Emma waddled through the entrance to her modest house. Sweat poured from her brow even though Jean had been true to her word -- they'd only jogged a single block. But Emma had been averse to exercise since her first pregnancy and lugging all those extra pounds around wasn't an easy task. The only reason she did it was because she knew the reward that was waiting for her at home.
Jean jogged into the house with a big smile on her face. Emma had already sat down on the couch and her eyes were following Jean's bouncy booty as she pranced over to the fridge to get a water bottle for Emma.
"Is my Emmy Wemmy all worn out?" Jean asked in a high-pitched voice. She handed Emma the water bottle and the blonde started chugging it. "You're so cute when you work so hard!"
"Yeah..." Emma muttered. She'd finally caught her breath -- a little. It was both shocking and incredibly arousing to be so out-of-shape for the "real" Emma. She'd never imagined herself being over 150 lbs. Now she was one hundred pounds bigger than that -- and having sex with a slim version of Jean who's half her age is truly the most erotic thing she'd never experienced!
"You are so, so sexy!" Jean cooed dumbly. She straddled Emma on the sofa. It was almost difficult to do so, considering how big Emma was. But Jean loved being so close to Emma's belly rolls!
"Can you...can you please..." Emma bit her plump bottom lip. She adored having to beg a twenty-two year old to rub her pussy.
"You want me to touch you, Emmy?" Jean asked in a sweet, cute voice. She enjoyed being dumb and ditzy -- it was so nice and easy compared to her normal life. And the contrast between her young body and Emma's middle aged form made her constantly wet. It was like a never ending wet dream.
Jean slipped a hand past Emma's sweaty belly rolls and into the elastic waist band of her pants. She felt the familiar overgrown bush she'd come to love and smiled sexily.
"Ohhh..." Emma leaned her head back, showing off her double chin. "Yes..."
Jean ran a fingertip over Emma's clit. "Do you like that, Emmy?"
The blonde breathed heavily, sending her tits jigging. "Y-yes...god, yes."
Jean...
- Makes Emma come, over and over - Is suddenly yanked out of this reality. Scott knows what's been going on! - Demands to meet Emma's daughters
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Post by Kappa on Apr 18, 2023 15:55:31 GMT
"Wait, what?!" Emma wheezes, the fun stopped dead in its tracks.
"You heard me, I wanna meet your daughters." Jean insists.
... Emma's 21 year old lover wants to meet her 19 year old daughters.
Yeah, that's gonna be a problem!
"I don't know. Sophie, Irma, Celeste, Phoebe, and Esme are really busy at college and--"
Jean starts to pout.
"Jean. Sweetie, you're only two years older than them!"
"So?"
"So?! Sweetie, they're going to freak out when I tell them you're my girlfriend."
"Fiancée." Jean insists.
"Girlfriend."
"Fiancée!"
"I didn't say yes, Jean!"
"And I said you couldn't say no, Emmy!"
Emma sighs.
-The blue balls taking her out of the fantasy, she wakes up once again young and slender
-She caves, having her daughters over for a very awkward brunch
-Something else
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The Big O
Apr 20, 2023 13:34:03 GMT
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Post by phoenix10 on Apr 20, 2023 13:34:03 GMT
Although Emma enjoyed being Jean's fat, middle-aged lover, she was always appreciative when she woke up from their crazy sex sessions in her youthful, slender body. If anyone knew she actually liked being Jean's pathetic sub, she'd have to move to a different country.
She laid there on her bed for a moment, feeling the arousal drain from her body. Jean woke up next to her with a frown on her face.
"If you'd said yes, I was going to use a double pronged dildo on you," Jean said in a sharp tone. "All you had to do was say yes!"
Emma shook her head. "Jean...these are fun fantasies. But that's it. I don't want to start making what happens in those fantasies real. I like having sex and getting off. That's it."
Jean pouted. "Are you saying you didn't like it when we were married and had lots of kids?"
Emma sighed. "I couldn't control what was happening. If I could've, I wouldn't have wanted that."
"Really?!"
Emma nodded slightly. "Yes."
Jean got up, grabbed a robe, and went straight to the bathroom. Her ass jiggled pleasingly but Emma wasn't paying attention, for once. She was more concerned with Jean's emotional shift.
"Jean, I told you I wasn't interested in marriage or kids. We're having fun, right?"
Jean stuck her head out of the bathroom door. She had tears in her eyes. "I love you, Emma! Okay?! Our fantasies are great but...I want us to be together in this reality too."
"You're still married, Jean!" Emma yelled back. "How can you say that when you still go back to Scott every night?! When you get your shit together, we can try something. Until then, bye Jean."
- Jean immediately breaks up with Scott - Jean talks to Xavier about what to do
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