Jean Grey wasn’t about to let Rogue and Mystique’s endless rivalry end in a stalemate. Their argument over who could devour more had escalated into a full-blown contest, but Jean had other plans. With a playful smirk, she reached into their very biology—tweaking hunger, stretching stomachs, and fueling the fire of their competition with her psychic touch.
Mystique pushed her body past its breaking point, demanding more with every gulp, while Rogue accused Jean of tipping the scales with a little telekinetic “assistance.” The air filled with groans, gurgles, and the creak of straining chairs as their swollen costumes fought to contain the results. Jean, of course, made sure the outcome was inevitable: no limits, no mercy, and no mutant left with an empty stomach.
Text by: Jessie Star
This is for ssbbw, nsfw and whale tiers.