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My name is Jean Gray, top telepath of the X-Men. I was on a secret mission to the small town of Waterport, Washington.
Why was I, the most powerful mutant around, in this dump of a town? Well, because there were rumors of a new mutant who possesses mind control powers. Of course, learning about this the government and the Department of Mutant Affairs wanted to get their hands on the subject. The person's name was Albert Walker. Age 18, a student of Waterport Highschool, and he works at a restaurant called Burger Inn. Pretty average and, if I do say so myself, pathetic.
A person like him, especially one who was a boy, didn't deserve to join the various students at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. But that wasn't really up to me, instead it was up to my superior, Emma Frost.
In any case, I finally stepped off of the Quinjet and made my way into town. Strangely enough, the town appeared to be abandoned to some capacity. But the latest records showed the town was still active and operating. So, why was there little activity?
Moving quickly, I decided to head to the local police station to see if I could find anything. The building was a large wooden structure with a flag pole outside and two large wooden doors at the entrance.
I headed inside, finding it nearly vacant. There were a few officers standing around, and the female police chief sitting in her office. I approached her office, knocking on the door and asking if I could come in.
“Yes … come in.” Replied the police chief in a flat and monotone voice.
“Hello,” I said as I entered the office. “Are you the chief of police around here?”
The woman was pale skinned with silver hair and a busty figure. Wearing a navy blue uniform, pants, and cap.
“Yes.” Replied the police chief. “I am Chief Boobie Bitch.”
I was taken aback by her words. I then decided to read her mind, finding out that she was under the effects of mind control. Damn! It was a strong fucking mind control ability. I could barely get a read on it.
But I could trace the signature back to one individual. Albert Walker. That perverted fuck! He was behind this! He must’ve already enslaved the town. I quickly got on my communicator. Trying to contact Ororo Munroe, aka Storm. My partner in the X-Men.
“Hello? Hello, Ororo! Pick up.”
“Yes, Jean? What’s going on? Did you find the boy yet?”
“No, well … kind of. I picked up his mental signature. This is bigger than we initially believed. He’s already enslaved this whole fucking town.”
“Shit, should we all move out to the location?”
“… No, I can handle him. But if I need back-up, will you come here to assist me in case of any problems?”
“Yes, of course. I’ll alert Ms. Frost about the situation as well.”
“Okay, good. I’ll let you know when I ensnare the little bugger.”
I then ended the communication with her. Before leaving the police station. I then flew up into the air, scanning the entire town for Albert’s mental signature. It wasn’t too hard to find, especially since he has a strong energy. It almost seemed to rival my Phoenix Force. But … that had to be impossible. There was no way a mere little boy’s psychic energy could rival the Phoenix Force.
Now, I was pissed beyond belief. I flew over to where I felt the signature, it was coming from a nearby school. Waterport High School. I flew down to the ground and headed inside.
Once I made my way inside, I found the place to be completely empty. The only sounds were a weird muffled cry from the office to my left.
I hurried to the office, bursting inside to discover the moaning coming from the principal's office.
I looked through the window and found what I presumed to be the female school principal riding the dick of a student behind her desk.
Her pants and underwear were gone and her perky pillowy breasts were jiggling about like crazy through her crooked top. Her hair was messy and drool fell from her open mouth as she continued riding the students cock.
What the fuck was I looking at!? Was this what Albert was doing with his powers? I needed to stop him and undo all of this right away. I couldn't wait for Ororo to arrive to help me.
Acting quickly, I prepared to head inside and remind this silly man of his place.
...
I was busy having the time of my life. I was letting my mean bitch of a school principal Ms. Baker ride my cock in her office. For hours we've been fucking. I had crazy stamina, probably a side effect of my powers.
“Please ahh! Fuuuuuuuck me Albert! I'm ohhh so fucking horny!!” Principal Baker screamed.
I just smirked and smacked her bubbly butt. She was the hottest bitch in my collection. But that wasn't saying much as my real wet dreams involved superheroes.
I had always been a big fan of them. I thought they were hot pieces of ass that deserved to be bossed around like slaves and played with like toys. These women are so fucking stupid to think they could do anything other than make babies and cook. If only one would come through the door.
“Get off of her!” Roared a hot redhead as she burst into the office.
Her presence startled me, and Principal Baker. However, she quickly went back to moaning on my dick like a common whore.
“Who the … Holy shit! Jean Gray, it’s you!” I cried.
“Mr. Walker, unhand her and stop this mess!” Jean cried.
“Hmmmm … Nope, I don’t think I will.” I smirked.
Jean growled. “Damn brat! You think this is a joke!?”
“I don’t know, maybe. I am talking to a woman after all.”
Jean growled as she floated above the ground.
“You insolate, piece of garbage!” She cried as she began powering up. “I’ll eradicate you for your insults and-”
“Bitch turn around and shake your ass.” I said.
Jean suddenly paused as her gaze locked with my own. She then instantly powered down, turned around, and began twerking her big bubble butt.
Holy shit! She was smoking hot! Big tits and a fat fucking ass that stretched against her tight latex uniform. Was she even wearing panties? It almost seemed like I could see her pussy through her uniform and-
“Ah! What the fuck is happening!?” Jean cried in both shock and maybe a little bit of fear.
“Huh? Oh, I almost forgot you're still aware.” I said before cumming inside of Principal Baker again.
She cried out before I commanded her to freeze in place. I then threw her aside like the piece of trash she was. A permanent ahegao face stuck on her.
“Okay, now that that's over. I can focus on you, bubble butt.” I smirked.
Jean glared at me. “Bubble butt?” She said. “You fucking brat! Do you know who I am? I am-”
“Jean, clap your cheeks more. I wanna hear them clap.”
Jean groaned before following through with my command.
“How is he doing this?” Jean thought. “He's controlling my body so easily. I have to stop this, I have to-”
“Oh, hey. I thought it was weird you went all silent.” Said my mental voice into Jean’s head.
“What the!? How did you just-”
“Listen to your thoughts?” I questioned. “Oh, I made a command that you'd let me listen to your thoughts and help me communicate with you telepathically. Also I made you forget I had even made that command, just so I could see your reaction.” I chuckled. “It was cute. Like you.”
“You expect me to thank you?”
“I don't know,” I shrugged. “Actually yeah, I want you to thank me for the compliment I just gave you but do it in a really sycophant way.”
Jean suddenly had a bright smile on her face as her twerking increased ten fold.
“Oh, glorious Albert Walker. Thank you so much for the compliment you just gave me. I feel so honored.”
Once Jean finished her sentence. She returned to her normal self, but looked confused. Visibly wondering what just happened.
I laughed loudly at the scene. Here was one of the most powerful telepaths in the world being reduced to a stupid bimbo who I could mold like clay with a simple command.
“How … how are you doing this?” Jean questioned.
“Oh, I bet you'd like to know, huh? That way you can stop me.”
Jean paused for a moment, before laughing. However, I was confused. Why the fuck is this bitch laughing? Is she stupid?
“Oh, please.” Jean smirked. “As if some boy has the mental power to defeat me, Jean Gray. I have the power of the Phoenix Force and-”
“Oh, my God you're boring as fuck. If you weren't hot I wouldn't let you yap so damn much.”
Jean grumbled. Still attempting to appear threatening despite still twerking her ass for me.
“Do you want me to erase your entire being, boy? Huh?” Jean asked me.
Silence filled the room for a few awkward moments. I then chuckled. More out of surprise than finding the situation genuinely humorous.
“Holy shit!” I exclaimed. “You can really do that?”
“Yes, and then some.” Jean replied sternly. “Do you want that boy? Because I will absolutely do that against you. One simple thought and it would be all over for you.”
“Then why haven't you done it yet?”
“... What?”
“I said; why haven't you done it yet? Are you really saying you're this powerful and yet you've let me do everything I have to you without consequences. Why's that? Are you stupid or are you getting into this?”
...
I had just about had it with this fucking brat. But luckily for him I had been expertly trained in dealing with men of his type. Fucking perverted scum.
“No, I am neither.” I told him. “I have let you get away with all of this simply because I am offering you the chance to undo it yourself and become enrolled at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.”
“Wait … seriously? You seriously want to offer me that kind of gig?”
“Of course, being that you are a powerful Mutant.”
“Well, to be honest that sounds kind of boring, not going to lie. Unless of course there's hotties there like you. Are there hotties there? Tell me the truth.”
I sighed. “Yes, there are ‘hotties’ there like me.”
Filthy little brat.
“Okay, cool. You got a plane or something to get there. Like the Quinjet?”
“Yeah,” I nodded. “I can take you there provided that you undo all of this.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yes, provided that you get me to stop twerking for you.”
“... Wait,” said Albert. “You can't undo my commands yourself?”
“Well … no, not exactly.” I sighed.
Albert suddenly smirked proudly. My eyes widened, I knew what he was about to do and I had to stop it! One simple mental command and it would be all over, just-
...
“Don't try to stop me with your mental attacks.” I told Jean.
Jean perked up, before sighing.
“Of course, Albert. I won't.”
“Good, now you'll let me do whatever I want to you and your body and you'll never try to stop me.”
“If you say so.” Jean grumbled before receiving a slap to her fat ass.
“Hey! Watch your hands!” Jean protested. “I'm not some sex ob-”
“Be quiet and become a ditzy bimbo who gets dumber every second.”
Instantly Jean's face became calmer and she began drooling with a spaced out look on her face.
“Look at my fat ass jiggle.” She laughed. “Jiggle, jiggle.”
I laughed. “Oh, I'm going to have fun with you.”