Everything goes just as Jean planned.

"Brrrrrrrrrrbbb~!" Axel went to town, moterbaoting Jean's huge jiggly asscheeks. He pulled back for air, panting. "How is this even real- Like, I mean, how does this suit work? It's really skin-tight. Like, really, really, really, really fucking skin tight." While he said that, his eyes twinkled in amazement as he pinched and prodded at Jean's large right buttcheek, trying to grab at the latex suit and not her ass but failing every attempt. "There is nothing fucking between. You MILF sluts are actually just fucking naked. Wait.. no..." He paused and rubbed his hand, then cheek over her butt, "I can feel a pantie line, okay... so you have panties at least.

Jean wasn't playing into these games; once he stopped talking, she was quick to make sure her words were heard and understood, "Enough of this. I'm not allowi-"

"But no bra?" Axel felt along her slender feminine back, her smooth shoulders, groping her entire body as the suit felt almost grafted on. Standing before her, he commented, "Where are your nipples? Oh my god, holyshit! Pasties?!" Right at the front and slightly off left and right, he circled his fingers around her boobs, "Yeah. Yeah! I found them! You're wearing fucking pasties! FFF-ahaahahahaha! Not anymore!"

Keeping her face flat, she considered using her hold on him to shut him up here and now. He is just a boy, and this is what they do; they are immature, perverted, and, at times, stupidly vexing. "If you are done laughing. I'd like to continue wit-"

"I wish you were sucking on your panties and pasties!"

The moment he said ''wish'' Jean was ready to...

POOF

She sucked on her panties; the damp taste of her juices didn't taste pleasant, she'll admit. They had been sitting in this rather warm school for hours; it made her crotch rather humid, and the flavor of her humid musk quickly spread throughout her mouth as she began to suckle on the fabric, with the pasties mixed in.

"WWWOOOOOOAHH!!!! FUCKING DAMN!!!!" The moment the cloud dissipated around her tits, crotch, and face, Axel was met with Jean's huge boobs, now jutting out two clear-as-day nipples. "IT IS SKIN TIGHT! LITERALLY SKIN FUCKING TIGHT!" Like a madman, he slammed his full palm on her boob, which dwarfed his hand entirely, and squished like it was no one's business, her tit fat squished between his fingers, and she just rolled her eyes while continuing to suck on her damp freshly warmed pantie. "I mean fucking... fuck! I can feel your areola. Look, it's right here! Round.. and around... and around..." The amazed boy drifted his index finger around her areola in a circular motion while repeating himself at nauseam.

"This is going on too long, Jean." Ororo communicated through their shared mental link while she gripped her black nipples hard enough to make her wince and began twisting them in almost entire circles. "Stick to the plan,"

"Agreed." Jean thought, then spat her pantie out, "Enough. You wont-"

POOF

He just wished it back in her mouth before she could react.

The boy then went back around Jean, viewing her as some sort of art exhibit, though forgoing the rule of no touching. His hands were studying her every curve.

Getting behind her again, he dropped back down to her ass and, like a man searching for gold, grabbed onto both of her asscheeks, his fingers delving incredibly deep into the juicy ass flesh, almost sinking out of sight as he pulled apart the cheeks and made an audible, "WOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!" He spoke with amazement, "I can see your asshole! It's.. It's actually fully up against your skin; you're just wearing a second fucking layer!"

Their suits were designed for free mobility and are completely indestructible; with underwear, it's not like they are completely exposed. Though as he wished that away, so currently, yes, she is naked in a second layer of skin.

Boys.

"CAMEL TOE! YOUR PUSSY IS MAKING A CAMEL TOE!"

Jean rolled her eyes. She spat out the pantie, "Y-" POOF "Mmmm!"

Ah, he must've wished that this would keep appearing in her mouth. She probably missed that. Well, the wish could have been worse; this is why she needs to keep a closer eye on his thoughts. If he does anything out of line, she'll shut everything down with just a thought. He's trying to break her focus with all of his prodding.

"Fuck it, I'm diving in," He said and then jutted two of his fingers up her snatch, the flexible latex treated with his intruding digits, as it was made to mold one-to-one with her skin.

"Ah~!" The redhead moaned aloud, spitting out the pantie only for it to appear back in her mouth with a _POOF _of magic.

He was making attempt after attempt to disrupt her focus, totally ignorant to just how much planning she put into this entire operation. She isn't going to fold just because a boy is acting on his perverted desires, though she will admit this is proving challenging to keep a hold on his thoughts with the pleasure pulsing from her pussy.

Ororo saw this through her own haze of lust that came from twisting her nipples like they were mere dials; she knew that this was why she was here, to serve as the ultimate form of backup for a serious recruitment operation. She cannot allow Jean to lose focus; she's the only one keeping his wishes at bay.

Licking her lips as she continued to pull and twist her big black nipples, she spoke with a calm yet firm tone to the boy, "Axel. We are not here for games, but~ ah~" She bit her big bottom lip at the spike of arousal that surged through her and continued, "...to offer you a spot at our school. I am sure it will suit your needs and-"

"Huh?" Axel pulled his face back from the heaven of Jean's ass, "What? What could your boring school have for me?" giving the redhead a break, Axel pulled his hand free from her snatch and rose up, giving the huge butt a hard slap that caused a mountainous ripple to jiggle about as he approached the dark-skinned beauty.

His hand went right to Ororo, batting her hands away from her nipples to get a hand of them himself. "Holy fucking shit! The rumors might be right... You are a god! You have the fucking tits of a Goddess. Holy shit!" Like dough, Axel completely manhandled and groped her tits to his heart's content, slapping them together, weighing them in his palm, and watching how her massive jugs would spill over his hand, jiggling about as he flicked and prodded at her nipples. "Your areolas have these nice cute bumps to them, one.. two... three... four... five..."

Ororo was incredibly smart; her ability to orient herself on the fly was the very reason Jean brought her as a backup. This plan was prepared for hours on end, but in the case that something went wrong, that's why she is here. The boy was counting every single tiny bump on her areolas and didn't seem keen on stopping for some time, so Ororo decided to shift her tune.

"Well, our school has many other members of faculty that are just as endowed as me. "As you can see, Headmistress Gray here is also very blessed and ample-sized."

Coming off her lust-crazed high, Jean blinked, "You are appealing to his perverted instincts?"

While Axel began motorboating his face between her huge dark mountains, Ororo met Jean's gaze "Boys. We have to work with him, not against. Once he's at the school, we'll have three telepaths to keep him reined in. Tell him what he wants to hear; this boy isn't used to listening to authority."

"This wasn't the plan. But let's do it." Jean took out the pantie instead of spitting this time; this time, it didn't just reappear lodged in her mouth. She approached them with hands on her hips, amplifying just how curvaceous her hips were by using them as handles to hold her palm over their roundness. "Many have figures that you seem to enjoy. Wouldn't you want to learn under those that catch your eye?"

"Well fuck me. If they all got the hot bods like you, sign me up! But I'm not much of a learner. That's boring." Axel said after pulling his face free from Ororo's cleavage. "If it weren't for the babes, your school sounds boring too."

"Well, we didn't have the chance to explain more about- AHHMMmmm~" Her ass made a loud CLAP When Axel reached around to give her bum a hard wack.

"Shut up and let go; I'll make the place more interesting. It's whatever." He began feeling up her ass with one hand while groping and pinching Ororo's nipple with his other.

"He thinks he's going to be free to make wishes at the school." Ororo's voice echoed.

"Let's keep it that way." Jean responded, the two meeting gazes while being groped, "By the time he realizes his fun is over, he'll be able to stay as a student who must listen to authority, no questions asked, or he can live in a containment cell far away from the Brotherhood's eyes."

"Let us hope it doesn't come to that"

"Yes, but we got him to agree," Jean offered a smirk, "Mission complete."

SLAP

Jean jolted from the hard hit on her arm, prompting her boobs to jiggle, "Move your tits," Axel said, "I want to see the other babes I'm going to fuck with."

The two women rolled their eyes.

Boys...

"Follow me, then." Jean began to lead the way, Ororo following closely behind.

After a few steps, Axel stopped on a dime, prompting Ororo's boobs to press into the back of his face as she hadn't expected him to stop moving so suddenly.

"I'm not really in the mood to walk,"

"What? We aren't going to carry you, so you must-"

"Chair time,"

POOF

Stopped mid-sentence, Ororo suddenly squatted in a wall-sit position, thighs poised out to make the perfect seat as she imitated a chair to the best a human could. Her arms stretched out as rests for Axel's own; he let out a satisfied, "Ah...." As he took a seat on his throne, Ororo held a blank, emotionless vacuum look on her face; fat lips pressed wordlessly together, and she stared directly ahead with empty eyes. Her tits squished mightily against the boy's back as he reclined in his seat.

Hearing the POOF sound but not detecting him making a wish, Jean spun around, flabbergasted at how he made a wish without even thinking. Her mind scanned his, and she found out that he wished for a trigger beforehand that would freeze Ororo in time and make her pose like a mindless chair, but that didn't matter, so she ignored that.

How did he do that!?

Jean opened her mouth to object, but she didn't even get a single syllable out before, POOF

"I'm a cranky bitch in need of a good fucking. I'm a cranky bitch in need of a good fucking!" Jean repeated, utterly naked, with lusty emotion as she bounced on Axel's cock, her tremendous ass sending massive ungodly ripples in tune with her jiggle udders as the entire ''chair'' shifted with the added weight of a grown woman pounded her pussy with wild ambition.

"I'm a cranky bitch in need of a good fucking!" While fucking herself over Axel, the boy reached around and groped the redhead's huge titties and leaned further back on his chair, pressing the dark boobs hard against him. Through nothing more than magic, his dark chocolate throne managed to hold all of them, only shifting subtly with each bouncing motion. The whole time, Ororo's face remained utterly blank and vacant; like an actual object, she had no concept of reality or existence as a whole; she was just a throne, nothing more, nothing less.

"Al~alight... mmm, let's get out of here," Axel spoke over the sounds of ass flapping filling the room and the pleasure of having probably the hottest woman he's ever seen acting like a slut with her huge ass making literal waves over his lap, cock pulsing inside her. "I wish my throne could float with wind power or something, and we were heading to wherever we had to go."

POOF

Still mindless and poised like a chair, as Jean bounced on the dick of the teen they planned all day to handle effortlessly, Ororo began to float, topless save for her elegant black cape and X-Men logo around her neck; she began to lift into the air and carry her occupants through the halls and outside the school itself. Her cape bellowed and flapped through the air at the peat of Jean's ass clapping that echoed about.

The sight was jarring for anyone unaffected by his wishes, but for the teen, this was just his life. Doing what he wants, when he wants, and they decided to come to him when nothing was stopping them from just leaving him alone.

And because they broke his personal bubble, he's going to have fun making theirs less boring.

"Is she... a chair?" On a nearby rooftop, Mystique stopped chewing her gum to blow a bubble that quickly popped and reentered her mouth.

What she saw was so utterly dumbfounding that if the target were anyone else, she'd consider getting her eyes checked.

Storm topples with that corset of hers pulled down, her incredibly large breasts pushing against the back of the young mutant, serving as pillows while she quite literally posed as a human chair. The cape bellowing mightily behind her made her appear like a throne of some sort. But, even more jarring was how Jean Gray, THE Jean Gray was fully naked, bouncing on the mutants dick, breasts bouncing wildly.

This was not what Mystique expected to see in the slightest, but it was certainly... something.

"Well... they got the boy... but it really looks like he has them. They're heading to the X-Jet. I assume their next stop is the mansion." Mystique spoke into her coms, "I will continue to keep an eye on him and monitor the situation."

With that, she backed away and scaled down the building; before reaching the floor, she lost her curvaceous blue form and walked the streets as just an average mutant girl.

A mutant girl who was recently accepted into joining Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.

Well, the real young lady was currently sleeping in the Brotherhood's holding cells, but Mystique was glad to take her place. She called a cab and headed for the school to continue infiltrating directly under the unaware noses of The X-Men.