A Therapeutic Ride

Chris looked over as he watched Jean’s fiery red hair blow in the wind. He could not help but think she looked absolutely beautiful. Her cheerful face framed her hair wildly dancing in the wind perfectly. If she were not already happily married, Chris would have hit on her the entire time. Damn. If only I would have met her first. I would never let her out of my sight. I’d spend every day with her, loving her, and fucking the shit out of her! Chris thought to himself.

Jean, while not reading Chris’ mind, could feel the emotions that were radiating from him. She could feel his admiration for her but also his overwhelming lust for her. She could feel a slight stirring in her groin as she let his feelings wash over her. Jean knew she had to quickly change his mind about what he was thinking, lest she fall prey to his emotions.

“So, are you excited?” asked Jean, genuinely curious on how the young man felt.

“I...I don’t know…” Chris answered honestly. “Like this is all happening so fast. This morning I woke up and found out I could somehow make people do what I wanted and the next thing I know, my principal is telling me he’s secretly a mutant and shuttles mutant students off to you all for training! Like it’s crazy!” finished Chris as his mind replayed all the events that happened to him since he woke up this morning.

“That is understandable. This is a monumental shift in everything you’ve known your whole life. But trust me, you’ve made the right decision by coming with me. Xavier’s school will teach you how to control your powers. And, if you want, you can even join the X-Men and help protect humans and mutants alike from the evils of the world,” Jean told Chris, who listened intently.

“Yeah, but we don’t even know what my powers are!” countered Chris, still worried about what potential powers he could have. All he was able to figure out was he could suggest someone do something and then they did it. Was it mind control? Was he actually a psychic like Jean? Or was it some sort of hypnosis? His fear and anxiety skyrocketed as all these thoughts raced through his mind.

“Don’t worry about that! We have some of the best minds at the mansion. I’m sure we’ll figure out how your powers work. Hank has been able to figure out how many powers work. Yours will be no different.” Jean hoped her words calmed Chris down. His emotional state was very erratic. Jean could see that his uncertainty was eating him from the inside out.

“Really? What’s uh...what’s Hank’s mutant power?” asked Chris, hoping to get to know the man who would hopefully help him figure out his powers.

“Hank is a doctor of biochemistry and genetics. He is literally the perfect person to figure out mutant abilities. His mutant abilities are mainly physical, giving him great dexterity, agility, strength, things like that. He basically is a superhuman Olympic-level athlete. He does have super strength as well. The only detriment is that, thanks to his own experiments, he basically grew blue fur all over his body and increased his abilities even more. Despite his beast-like appearance, he is one of the most well read and eloquent people I know. His way with words is astonishing. He is a good man, that is for sure,” explained Jean as she told Chris about one of her best friends. She knew that if anyone could figure out Chris’ mutation, it would be Hank McCoy.

“He sounds like a great guy. I look forward to getting to know him!” Chris said as he began to feel better. Knowing a man that had a doctorate in both biochemistry and genetics was going to be on it brought a sense of relief to the worried teenager. Perhaps he could actually get a handle on his powers and actually be a productive member of society. Hell, maybe his powers would even allow him to help the X-Men!

“He is always happy to make a new friend!” Jean told him with a warm smile on her face. Chris could not help but have inappropriate thoughts about her. He wondered how her lips would feel around his cock. Her tongue licking from the base of his shaft all the way to the head of his dick. He envisioned her wet pussy as it slowly swallowed his dick whole, as she would bounce up and down on it in orgasmic bliss.

“So uh..are...there...uh...any girls my age there?” asked a nervous Chris as he tried to stealthily readjust himself in his seat thanks to his awakening cock. Jean felt the perverted emotions radiate off of Chris and could easily put two and two together with his sudden question and shifting in his seat. The older woman just smiled before she answered his question.

“Oh yes, we have a few. Kitty and Anna Marie, aka Rogue,” Jean informed him. “Kitty has a phasing mutation, able to phase through anything. It took her a while to be able to control it, but she is quite good at it now. Anna Marie...well..she’s a lot like you currently,” Jean said to Chris. “She currently cannot control her powers. We are not quite sure of the cause, but her ability to absorb a normal human’s life **** and a mutant’s powers are always on. It has caused her to be unable to physically interact with anyone. And for a teenager, especially a girl, that can be mentally devastating. So, please, be kind to her?” asked Jean. Chris just nodded.

“How about guys?” asked Chris. “I could use a few new friends I suppose,” he said.

“Oh yes, we have plenty of guys around your age. Kurt and Bobby come to mind. They are around your age, although Kurt’s mutation is partially physical. He...he basically looks like a furry demon,” Jean told him. “However, he’s the sweetest guy around! He also will do anything for his friends. He is a friend in the truest sense!” Jean happily told Chris.

“Oh, that’s good! Always nice to have a ride or die friend!” Chris pointed out.

“Oh, and there’s also Scott and Warren. They are a bit older, but they are always willing to help the younger guys. Well, Warren more so the girls, despite what I keep telling him,” an annoyed Jean told Chris.

“Yeah, they could be good to know too, I guess,” said Chris, not sure about it. “I’m sure they know all the in’s and out’s of living there,” Chris told himself. “I’ll probably talk with them all, just to figure out everything,” decided Chris.

“That sounds like a good idea to me,” chimed in Jean. “Also, it seems like we’re here. Ready to go talk to your parents?” asked Jean. Chris sat there nervous for what felt like eons before he took a deep breath, looked at Jean, and then nodded.