A do over

"I wish that these three things will happen," Axel continued, clearing his throat. "First, you will both calm down. Boys will be boys, and you guys will stay mellow for a while. Second, you will always react too late to stop any of my wishes. And when reading my mind, you'll skim over important information. And third, you will think you stopped me from saying the word wish and won't try issuing the command again because you already did it."

After three distinct POOFs, Axel approaching the still-bowing redhead and kneeled down while eying her peach-shaped rear.

"Any objections?" He pulled out the dildo from between her fat lips and enjoyed the wet PLOP her moist pillows made.

"I am sorry for interrupting. Please punish your slut." Jean said and kissed the ground.

"Cool!" Axel stood up, chuckling, looking at two of the most powerful beings on the planet. "You guys should have just left me the heck alone, but I can work with this. I wish time would go back to before you rudely interrupted me. But my wishes stay."

Axel hadn't noticed, cared, or considered the ramifications for wishing that time itself would revert. The size of the magic cloud needed to encompass such a foot was utterly massive, to the degree that labeling its size would be redundant. Fortunately, when everyone and everything is set back ten minutes, no one can remain the wiser except for Axel himself in this instance. But the scope of his wish left such an impact that an advanced system set in place to notice anomalies might just notice something amiss.

In Manhattan, within the lab of the Baxter Building, the renowned scientist Sue Storm was in the process of hitting a breakthrough with her current experiment. She was enjoying the calming quiet that came with having the lab space to herself while Reed was off Earth with the rest of the Illuminati. Right as she was reaching a notable advancement in her work, she, along with the rest of existence, was met with a massive POOF that set her back ten minutes in time.

Naturally, she continued as she had been ten minutes ago, unaware that a horny teenager had just pressed the rewind button on everyone and everything in existence. But as the magical clouds dissipated in the air, the scientist paused upon hearing a warning buz behind her.

Beep Beep Beep Beep

Sue frowned and turned at the sudden noise, "Hmm?" She hummed, seeing the red glow from the light above the computer terminal. "Is that..."

She approached the computer, hands going to the keyboard. Opening the report, her brows furrowed at what she saw.

Someone had just altered reality.

Jean eyed the door inside. The perverted boy was having the time of his life getting a lapdance by the resident ''school babe,'' if reading his mind was anything to go by.

None of that would be tolerated at the school he's going to. Not that it needed to be stated. It will be challenging to convince him; a boy who thinks everyone and everything is mere toys to be played with wouldn't be very keen on listening to authority.

But they wouldn't give him much of a choice in the matter.

After some rehabilitation and learning a thing or two about respect, he'll be better for it. Boys will be boys; of course, he'd do this with the powers he has. She isn't going to rush in there, making a loud fuss. Even if those girls are being manipulated, it's safer and best not to let emotions get the better of them.

"Boys..." Ororo said, flexing her arms and bare shoulders back; her hands began to glow white as she started to crackle electricity, and her eyes glowed with a white hue. "Alright, as planned?" She asked; her black cape began to buffet the aura of wind she created behind her, revealing her curvy figure, tight thigh-high boots, and skin-hugging corset holding up her large brown breasts.

Jean nodded to Ororo, ready to put a stop to this. Boys will be boys; knowing this, he'd probably try to wish himself out of the situation instead of facing them. She would keep a close eye on his thoughts and block his words if he tried to form a wish. "As planned."

Knock Knock Knock

Her knuckles rattled against the door.

"Be sure he doesn't make a wish," Ororo reminded.

"On it." Jean said, her mind already deeply rooted in the boys.

He heard them; he decided to ignore the sound. Jean sighed and knocked again. Studying his thoughts, she could tell he heard them again; he was enjoying ignoring her. The boy actively likes disrespecting authority; he really does think they are toys of some kind. He'll be in for a rude awakening once he's at the school, that's for sure.

Jean considered busting down the door; she could easily do this by ****, interrupt him, and make him stop and address them. Apparently, by peering at the boy's thoughts, he wanted them to do that. There was a trap? Whatever, she ignored that. She was far too calm to let this teenager get to her; she's 35, a full-grown adult woman who won't allow a bratty hormone fuel boy to have his way.

Boys will be boys, and this isn't how things are going to play out.

"He wants us to barge in." Jean stepped away from the door, "We're not giving him what he wants."

Ororo appeared confused, "The boy wants us to barge in? He knows we're here?"

"Apparently, maybe he saw us through the door." She said. The telepath didn't tell Storm that she had read his mind and found out they had done this before. Seemingly, after the twenty-four hours of planning she spent to end this quickly, she barged into the room and instantly lost. That bit of information didn't matter, so she ignored it and only informed her friend what was important.

"Boys..." Ororo sighed, "He knows we're here yet still ignores us?"

"They'll be boys..." Jean said, crossing her arms against the wall beside the door. "We'll pluck him right as class lets out."

Three hours passed. Jean read his mind early on and found out that he wished that class would never let out, but she failed to send the command to stop in time.

Boys...

The two waited; he'd have to leave eventually. And if he tried to wish himself out of the room, Jean was ready to jump on him.

As the hours passed, that horn dog went through each girl in the class, getting a lap dance from them all. The entire time, he was taunting Jean through his thoughts, but the telepath could only shake her head. She was calm, and he wouldn't try to break their focus on the mission. This was an entire day of planning in the making; it won't be ruined by a horny teenager and his whims to insult authority.

After another hour, four in total (though he wished that it would only feel like thirty seconds for him), the door finally opened, and out stepped their target, yawning audibly.

The second his foot stepped out, the women went to work. If he believed he could wait them out, he was sourly mistaken. Jean made sure to utter a single command to every mind in the school, ''Stop,'' and like that, no one else entered the hall.

They would have all the time they needed.

With a just of wind, he was poised against the lockers. "Uumfff~" He wheezed, even despite Ororo being gentle with her power. "Uh.. hey!"

"Alright~ Axel Star," Jean stepped towards him, cracking her neck and flexing her wrists while doing so. They had been waiting here for a while and gotten somewhat cramped, "I am Jean Gray, current leader of the X-Men and Headmistress at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. And we have reason to believe that you are an incredibly gifted youngster. Now, I'd like to formally-"

"W-WOOoahhh, it's just been a few minutes, and I forgot how utterly smoking you guys are!" Axel interrupted, eyes soaking in the women before him.

"Boys..." Jean muttered. He didn't seem to care that they had the high ground here. "First off, I'd appreciate it if you would refrain from interrupting me. We know exactly who you are and your-"

"Shuudup," Not giving a damn, he gazed at Jean's figure, "You have an hourglass figure, I mean like... Really! That's usually a joke, but you literally are shaped like an hourglass, holy shit."

Jean wasn't going to let him walk over her, and he wouldn't get a rise out of either of them. They have control here, and soon enough, he'll come to realize. "Axel. Do know that your power to wish is pointless. I am a telepath and have a firm hold of your mind. You-"

"FFFFUCK! This is just.. WOW, your tits are so big, like utterly massive! But you're not fat at all, your stomach is nice and slim, and your waist... how can you have an ass that fucking huge with a waist that thin? I wish I wasn't stuck by this wind anymore."

Jean say Ororo's eyes flick her way. "Stop him." She echoed through her mind.

"On it." Jean reached out with her mind to halt this and any future wishes.

POOF

Axel dropped down from the lockers as the wind dissipated. "I just wanna..." He then instantly put his hands around Jean's waist, "I need to appreciate the shape..." The boy sounded genuinely amazed. "Thin... FAT! Slim... DUMP TRUCK! Stickfigure... ROUNDEST HIPS I'VE EVER FUCKING SEEN!"

Ah, he managed to get the wish off. Well, boys will be boys. It won't happen again.

Jean didn't need to read his mind to understand that he was cutting off her words on purpose. This was a game to him, and she wouldn't be feeding into it. She decided to remain quiet, let him have his full and not keep talking, only for this boy to interrupt.

And having his full, he did; Axel went all over her body; his face was in between her tits as his hands roamed her ass. The latex was waterproof, so she didn't feel it, but his saliva was soaking all over her suit and was squished between her breasts when he pulled his face back and stopped licking her cleavage like a starving puppy.

"Turn around!"

Jean sighed, "I won't. Now if you wi- AH~"

Axel turned her around anyway and gave her massive ass a hard slap.

"Young man," Ororo stepped forward, "You mustn't-"

"Shut up and rip out those chocolate juges," Axel was now kneeling behind Jean, barrying his face between her ass cheeks. He pulled back to speak to Ororo while his finger roamed the telepath's ass, making her squirm as his index found her asshole and began to inch inwards through the suit.

Ororo licked her lips; she chuckled faintly at the audacity of this kid, "I'll say this now, that will never happen, and-"

"I wish you'd pull them out and stand twisting those dark nips all around like crazy!"

"He made a wish! Jean!"

This is why she's here. It's what she planned for, "I got i-"

POOF

The dark-skinned goddess reached up to her body-hugging corset and pulled down; her exposed cleavage spilled out into a full boob-drop as her massive dark-milk udders flopped down, dropping to her slim chest with a resounding and meaty CLAP.

Axel's eyes widened in amazement. Ororo and Jean met each other's gaze; the dark-skinned woman reached up and pinched incredibly hard onto her nipples, beginning to twist them. While Axel continued to finger Jean's asshole, both women squirmed subtly but otherwise kept a straight face.

Boys will be boys, but they were here to get a job done.