~Daytime, girls. Time to get to work.~
Emma's daughters giggled as they woke-up and headed off towards their particular targets: Katherine to Logan, Jean to Storm, and the Three-In-One of course stopped by Professor X's office.
"Hey, Professor, can we come in?"
The three nymphettes strutted in, closing the door behind them.
"How you doing, Professor?" they asked as they sidled up to him, their tits and ass jiggling.
Though Professor X was very powerful mentally, they had been slowly wearing him down over the last few weeks.
"G-girls," he mumbled, unable to resist their advances.
"You look tense. You wanna we should help you relax?"
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"Hey, Storm, you busy?" Jean cooed as she wrapped on the door.