Plans change, Storm handles the situation.

It didn't need to be stated, but this wasn't the plan.

Not even close.

Jean had everything planned. She didn't find him in Cerebro and instantly jump into action without planning ahead. No, she analyzed the situation, studied his mind, calculated the effects of his wishes, and prepared accordingly. She wasn't even surprised when she read the minds in the room to find that the boy was in the middle of receiving a lapdance. Something perverted, immature, and selfish was what she planned for, which is why she had no hesitation and went right in to halt this mess.

The telepath even prepared for any kind of traps or preemptive wishes that could trigger without him needing to say the word. She scanned his mind to find nothing of the sort and knew that this was her moment.

All this Ororo knew good and well. She trusted Jean to nip this in the bud, just like she had said.

Which is why both women were genuinly shocked when a cloud formed out of nowhere around Jean.

Being interrupted mid-sentence, Jean didn't even have time to realize that something went wrong before dropping to her knees and repeating her apology.

"Uh... everyone shut up," The boy said, and the room of girls went to complete silence.

Axel pushed the blonde giving him a lapdance off his lap, and rose to his feet.

"W-Ooaahhh..." He said, amazed at what he saw. So much so that he had to rub his eyes to confirm this wasn't a dream of some kind.

"I am sorry for interrupting. Please punish your slut." Jean continued her apology, filling the floor before her face with the marks of her lips as she continued to kiss the ground with each bow. "I am sorry for interrupting. Please punish your slut."

"Holy fuccckin..." Axel approached and was soon standing before the MILF, bowing repeatedly. His eyes were glued to her utterly curvaceous figure, particularly that massive ass of hers, "WOAH!"

Every moment her face lowered to give the ground a wet kiss, her smooth, toned back would extend down and jut up that huge round bubble butt, straining so tightly against the literal skin-tight suit that he could barely make out the line of her panties beneath.

"Your dump truck is literally a peach!" Axel found himself licking his lips. "Like LITERALLY a peach!"

"I am sorry for interrupting." Jean continued to bow before him, seemingly oblivious to the pervert literally viewing her fully matured figure as nothing more than juiced-up meat. "Please punish your slut." Each repeated motion had her giant rear pushing the fabric of her uniform to its limit, holding her skin like a second layer the suit held onto her even between her fully defined and absolutely bubbly cheeks. "I am sorry for interrupting. Please punish your slut."

Her worshiping motions left Axel so dumbstruck he was practically drooling. The woman's lipstick left a ridiculous mishmash of smudge with every kiss she made on the floor.

"How is that cake not busting out of your latex?" Only when he managed to tear his gaze away from her juicy bubbly buttcheeks did he notice the defined ''X'' logo on the belt around her thin waist.

Then he thought to himself.

X...?

"Wait," Axel said, only to be ripped out of the classroom, pulled by an invisible yet extremely powerful gust of wind.

With arms locked in the air, and the same for his legs, he was bound by invisible strings as a very attractive dark-skinned woman floated before his face, eyes glowing with a white aura that crackled sparks of electricity, the elegant black cloak around her deck buffeted widely.

This entire time, Ororo was embarrassingly shocked into staring, almost slackjawed at what had happened. She witnessed Jean walk into the classroom as planned and instantly began acting like a fool. It happened in the span of just a couple of seconds; the first, a pinkish-white cloud materialized in thin air, and the next, Jean was surrounded in the midst of her speech and dropped to her knees in worship.

The Weather Witch's main role in this mission was to serve as backup. Nothing should go wrong, though in the case anything did get out of hand, Jean needed someone just as experienced as her to reign things in. She just didn't expect things to turn out like that.

Obviously, something occurred that Jean hadn't anticipated. Ororo wasn't sure what, but her intelligent mind had a few assumptions. She noticed that it occurred the exact second Jean took a step inside the classroom, no sooner, no later.

So she had Axel bound outside the room, making sure to avoid entering herself, or else she would fall into the same trap. It wouldn't bode well if the both of them became compromised.

"Storm to X-Men," hurridly Ororo tapped her ear, speaking in a hushed tone. "Code yellow. Phoenix has been compromised."

After a brief pause, she heard no response.

"Damn it, Frost. Scott!" Ororo clenched her fist.

It was clear the boy had something to do with this. Jean informed them to be on standby in case they needed to make an emergency call-in. It's typical for Emma to do her own thing; she never liked that Jean was put in charge. But Scott should be around.

Axel appeared confused and aroused all at the same time; he was sporting an obvious boner that poked out in the air as he wasn't wearing any pants, something the dark-skinned woman noticed a while ago and chose to ignore. He was unable to say anything. She made sure to lock up his lips with a small air suction, preventing him from making any sly wishes.

"I do not know what you think you are doing. But I will have you know you do not want to make enemies of the X-Men." Ororo spoke with a cold, firm calmness that would usually bring chills down the spines of any students caught misbehaving.

Yet the boy continued to seem more confused than frightened. And soon, that confusion shifted to pure arousal; he was blatantly staring at her cleavage without a smidgen of shame or respect for her authority.

She sighed heavily, but that only made his eyes widen even farther when he saw her breasts rise from the intake of breath.

"I am sorry for interrupting. Please punish your slut." The wet sounds of Jean still kissing the floor, by now utterly coated in her lipstick and her butt poised high towards the weather woman.

Entering the room was definitely a trap of some kind that triggered a wish, and somehow, Jean hadn't noticed that by reading his mind beforehand. Perhaps he wished that his mind couldn't be read?

No, then Jean would have commented on that beforehand. And that is why they planned to take him by surprise, subdue him before he could make an immature, perverted wish, and restrict his power.

Planning for hours upon hours, analyzing and calculating the exact course of action...

For this.

Sqwchh

"I am sorry for interrupting. Please punish your slut."

With gritted teeth, Ororo turned to the boy, "Listen very carefully. This is how things are going to play out... I will give you control of your mouth," she raised a finger, "You are going to wish her back to normal. Then, we will have a talk. Understand?"

Axel was still utterly immersed in her cleavage; despite being in a school consisting of only women, he looked like he had never seen boobs before, let alone cleavage.

Ororo lowered her face down to where her cleavage was, but that only let him look down her blouse. She reached out a hand to lift his chin until his eyes were meeting hers, "Understand?"

The boy nodded.

Now, she wasn't an idiot. She knew he was way too immature to just go along with what she said. Ever since gaining this power, it's evident he never had to listen to an authority figure and lost all his filters. He is going to be a real issue to deal with; she could already feel the headache that he would give her as a student. They have enough pranksters and troublemakers running through those halls.

But this is the job.

And his power wasn't as unstoppable as he assumed. Ororo didn't only notice his trap but also picked up on the cloud that hit Jean before she could react. Clouds are one of the many forces of nature under her control. Before setting off, Jean analyzed the structure of his wishing clouds, and they determined that Ororo should be able to control them without issue.

If he tries something, she'll be ready.

"Again. You are going to wish for her to return to normal. No tricks. They won't work. Do you hear me?"

Axel nodded.

The next second, he felt the pressure on his mouth slacken.

"Now," Ororo looked over to Jean.

The redhead kissed the floor, "I am sorry for interrupting. Please punish your slut." Her bubble butt was poised in the air.

"Return her t-"

"I wish you would freeze!"

Ororo sighed. Through the corner of her eyes, she noticed his wishing cloud beginning to form. Her fingers flexed; this time, she was prepared. "I told you it-"

POOF

And her preparation mattered for shit.

"Woah!" Axel dropped to the floor. In front of him, the sexy dark-skin weather goddess was frozen in place. "I-Uh..."

Literally, in this case, in a solid cube of ice, she remained utterly frozen, mouth still open as she was in the midst of telling him his power wouldn't work on her.

"Um... I didn't mean that," He said after getting up and giving the ice a tap with his index finger, "I meant like frozen in time. Yeah, I wish for that."

POOF

The next moment, the ice was gone, though Ororo's pose remained the same. Only now, she was much warmer and softer to the touch; Axel would know this as he instantly went to grab her tits.

"Holy shit! These things are so big! Like HUGE~!" His hands dived into her tits like dough; they were fully used like the funbags they were to him, patter for his fingers to sink into, her chocolate flesh flowing between, feeling like heaven on earth. "I mean, I groped a lot of babes after getting my power, but... you're a real babe. A MEGA BABE!" He was really getting into her tits, his fingers slipped down her corset, and he was toying with her dark nipple between his fingers. "They are bigger than my hands!"

Humorously so, the entire time he was manhandling her juiced-up funbags, her lips were still parted with a look of unamused annoyance on her exotic face. She clearly expected him to just wish for whatever he wanted but didn't think his power would actually work.

Axel was just working on instinct; he had no care for authority or anyone who tried to get in his way. For the last year, he just did whatever he wanted whenever he wanted, so seeing these women, he just continued to do the exact same thing. His instinct was to ignore her and do whatever; with powers like his, it was hard to break that desire, and he wasn't even attempting to do so.

But he didn't expect the X-Men to show up. The heroes were the only reason he tried to keep most wishes hush-hush and to himself. He just didn't want to get involved.

And now... they came to him.

So, in his eyes, they wanted to get involved. If not, they could have just let him alone, and he'd just continue to do his own thing.

Still posed as she had been for the past two minutes Axel spent groping the hell out of her tits, he dragged the woman back into the classroom. She was weightless to move; being paused in time made it so that gravity was no longer a factor for her. It was unfortunate because that meant her huge udders weren't able to jiggle, but he could always wish for them to bounce.

That's the joy of his power; if he ever wants something, he could simply wish for it, with no exceptions.

And yet, these two tried to put exceptions in front of him.

Axel posed the frozen Ororo like a chair, arms out at her side, thick thighs bent up to form the perfect padded seat, and legs touching the floor. Without the matter of physics at play, Axel sat on the ebony woman's lap and used her arms as armrests while her huge fucking tits made a comfortable backrest. Her lips were still parted open with the words she was saying, unable to escape.

Sitting on his new chair, no, throne. Axel looked down at the huge-assed redhead still kissing the ground and bowing before him.

"I am sorry for interrupting. Please punish your slut."

And to think, all he wanted was to be left alone. They literally walked into this.