"That's my girl," Trask said, smiling down at his fiancé, "There is just one thing, though. Ororo caused a lot of problems for the people of Stepford today, you unfortunately at the top of the list, my dear. And in Stepford, actions have consequences." Kitten's expression began to turn fearful, since despite how much she had been upset by Storm's anger, the Stepfordized mutant still didn't want her friend to be hurt. Victor continued, hoping to allay his fiancé’s fears, "Now with Ororo, her punishment will be easy. Do you see that hideous Mohawk she has, Kitten? It's so masculine. It doesn't fit in Stepford. Not one bit."
Trask saw Kitten's eyes look onto the matted hair plastered to one side of the African mutant's otherwise shaved scalp. She nodded in agreement before Trask continued, "I've decided that as punishment we are going to shave her head bald and she will be forced to go bald for some time. She will not wear a wig. She will not wear hats or scarves or anything else that will cover her head." He stated clearly, all but giving direct instructions to Kitten on how Storm would be treated, "She was the one that wanted that look to obviously stand out from other women. So now, she will definitely stand out and hopefully will learn that to do so is not always for the better. In short, I believe this will teach her that for her to be truly happy she must adhere to Stepford's ways. When that happens, we will see about having her grow her hair back."
"She's going to be bald, sir?"Kitten asked, her painted lips pursing into an unhappy pout. Her perfectly manicured fingers carefully brushed through her thick, wavy mane of brunette hair, apparently lost in deep thought. As if the very idea of a woman being stripped of her hair was so unnerving that it instinctively made her fear losing her own. However, after just a few seconds, Kitten looked up to Victor, a carefree smile forming at the corners of her inflated lips. She shrugged happily and cooed, "There are other things two girls can do alone together, rather than comb each others' hair. And besides, we can still do one another's makeup."
"Good girl," Trask said, feeling overjoyed. He had been amazed that for the first time since being remade into the oversexed future housepet in front of him, the former Kitty Pryde had questioned him. But it wasn't anything that would betray that her former personality was roaring to the surface. It was a question of vanity. He was so happy with her that he took her into his arms and kissed her passionately, as Kitten melted submissively into his arms.
Henry and Kavita, meanwhile, were standing to the side, happy to watch the couple's intimate display when both geneticists noticed a change in Ororo. The dildo had doubled its efforts, while Ororo in turn, fucked it back even harder as louder and louder moans began to escape her lips. They both could see her passion building to a crescendo, even as her unblinking eyes continued to watch the hypnotic screen before her. Henry and Kavita's smiles widened as finally, the once so regal African mutant's mind collapsed as a truly epic orgasm tore through her like a freight train. She was cumming out in the open like a common whore, screaming wantonly in euphoric delight for all to hear.
"Her mind has lost its inner battle and she is now completely open to the re-education," Henry whispered excitedly into Rao's ear. His free hand fell to her tits, beginning to grope and fondle the soft flesh as Kavita shivered in delight. The sexed-up Indian doctor slowly licked her lips, getting off not only on Ororo's orgasm but also Kitten's open submissiveness, as well.
Moving his playful hand to his bride's rear,Henry guided his wife away from Victor and Kitten and the whimpering, worn-out Ororo. Using his other hand to extract his cell phone from his suit pocket, he quickly dialed a number and gave his beautiful Kavita a knowing look. Finally, he spoke into the phone, "Mr. Mayor, sir,hello. I am happy to report that the weather-controlling Ms. Monroe has been neutralized and better yet, has finally completely surrendered to her initial conditioning. Dr. Rao and I will be ready to extract her mutant abilities as soon as she is ready. Furthermore, we can now schedule her for body-modification and additional conditioning. Mr. Trask did a remarkable job in snuffing this potential serious problem out quickly and efficiently. I can assure you that his methods are pure genius and that he has ensured that Ororo will become a happy new addition to our town."
"Fantastic news, Henry. Simply fantastic news," The Mayor remarked, on the other end, "You've just confirmed what I had suspected all along. Bringing in Trask was one of my better moves in building Stepford into what it is today. Tell Mr. Trask that he has my total faith in handling Ms. Monroe's conversion. It will be a real treat in bringing out classic Stepford values in that troubled woman. Henry, I am going to have to go," The elected official added with a clearing of his throat, "My lovely wife just walked in and I'm sure she'll be tickled pink at the news of another one of her friends joining our community. Oh, and Henry, tell Mr. Trask to begin rounding up...what were their names? Your former friends by the plane in the woods?"
"Gambit and Rogue, sir," Henry replied, "They will be dealt with. Tell Jeani that Kavi and I send our love."
"Will do. Keep up the good work, Henry," The Mayor said cheerfully, before ending the call.
His wife, Jeani, stood in the doorway wearing silver seven-inch heels and a white, see-through robe that put her curvaceous body on full display. She looked every bit the spoiled, rich bitch the Mayor had made her into since first coming to Stepford. From the dangling, diamond earrings that fell nearly to her shoulders, to the glitzy rhinestone choker around her neck, all the way down to her diamond-lined sky-high pumps, the radiant temptress sparkled with affluence. Not to mention, the huge diamond ring around her finger that told the world she was married, Jeani Wellington was a far cry from the Jean Grey that the greater superhero community had known and loved. Running a hand through her thick, silky river of wavy crimson hair that shimmered in the room's lighting with every move she made, the voluptuous tart strode across the room to her man. Her expertly made-up face showing nothing but open desire for him.
"Did I hear that I'm going to have a new playmate, dear?" Jeani asked, her voice higher-pitched and breathy.
"Naughty girl, spying like that,"The Mayor, Mike Wellington Jr, teased, pulling her in for a kiss. He then turned her around and playfully swatted at her perfectly round ass, "But if you are referring to your old friend, Ororo, then yes. Dr. McCoy sent word that she will be staying at the Doll House with Kitten until her and Mr. Trask's wedding. Would you like to go play with them at some point?"
"Mmmmm, more than anything," Jeani moaned, lowering herself to her knees so she was now face to face with the crotch of his pants.
"You'll have to ask very nicely for permission," The Mayor teased, running a hand through her long red hair,as if almost petting an animal.
"Oh, honey," Jeani pouted with her inflated, full lips. There was a knowing smile hiding behind her eyes,"I'd just love to play with my friends again. Playing with Ororo and Kitten again after so long would be so much fun, it would make me so happy,dear," Jeani finished, with an air of innocence to her voice. She unzipped the grinning man's pants, never breaking eye contact with the man she absolutely adored.
"And I just know," the former telepath continued, freeing the throbbing, rock-hard cock before her from its constraints, "the happier I am, the better I can make you feel, my love. Isn't that what I'm for?" As she finished, she took his erection into her dainty hands and planted soft kisses as she gently stroked it. She then opened her mouth wide and dragged her tongue up and down the Mayor's hard shaft. The once Omega-level mutant then opened her thick,glistening lips and took in his entire member into her mouth. As Jeani's head bobbed up and down on her husband's cock, her hair flying wildly. Life in Stepford could not have been any better.