Ms. Braddock's Brain isn't as Hot as I Hoped

My eyes went wide, my eyebrows shooting up and staying there as I watched Ms. Braddock's hands unbutton her blouse starting at the top.

Holy shit. Did she just agree with me? Fuck, this was the mind-controller again, wasn't it? I thought this lady was supposed to have her own mind powers? Seri-ouuu-uh-uh....uhhhhh...

My thoughts instantly veered into nothingness as the top curves of Ms. Braddock's creamy breasts came into view above her descending hands. I stared at the way her tit-flesh gathered just below her collarbones and then catapulted outward, the compression of her bra helping to form a line of cleavage that could nearly swallow one of my arms!

"Well come on in then and please, do tell me all about this mental assailant you've discovered." She turned and walked back towards the desk at the other end of her finely appointed office.

Hey! I can hear that sarcasm, lady! But still, I could work with this, just had to offload my little problem on a wiser head and oh my fucking god-that ass!.

LeftrightLeftright Like, she was doing that on purpose, right? A girl didn't have to walk like that! I mean, I wanted them to, of course, but wasn't this like an invitation to my dick which was starting to push down my pant-leg once again? Damnit, libido! I'd already came a bunch today-what the fuck! I'd blame my sister but she couldn't time-delay this shit right? No, it was my perverted guardian-angel-mind-controller again, wasn't it?

Tearing my eyes off her stunning divine posterior of epic proportions in contrast to her tiny waist above, I caught the movement of her arms... was she?! Yes, as she rounded her desk I just caught her hand slipping out from inside her bra-cup, having adjusted her boobs to show them off to a truly incredible degree. As she sat down, I got an eyeful as she had taken my words to heart and every inch of breast flesh she could expose and still be decent(well, that was debatable) was on full display. It honestly looked like the tops of her aureoles were about to slip into view, some of her midnight blue bra was visible with how much she'd unbuttoned her blouse and there was just an utterly absurd amount of mammoth boob for me to feast my eyes on.

I finally noticed her looking at me very pointedly and I tore my eyes up to her face, which was honestly, the picture perfect representation of Asian beauty so it wasn't like I was done lusting. And that lustrous purple hair... gotta love that mutant gene, hooking up us Anime lovers everywhere...

Uh... anyway, I took a seat in one of the two chairs angled towards each other in front of her desk. I blinked, taking notice of the sword sitting within an ornate brace right in the middle of said desk. That was weird.

"Uh.... so... Let me start with the strange lady who was only wearing like strips of cloth, I'm talking Fifth Element Milla Jovovich bandage outfit here, okay? She grabbed my crotch and talked to me but I totally didn't pay attention, like I did not give it ANY attention-which is crazy because she was hot Seriously. And after that everything was different or at least everyone was treating me differently and by that I mean, kind of ignoring me or just not caring about anything I did and oh sex. Lots of sex started happening and- I'm sorry, I'm not explaining this very well, am I?"

Ms. Braddock was silent for a moment before she blinked a couple of times and then she shook her head gently, "No, not really. But if you don't mind, I can save us both time. I'm a telepath. With your permission, I can simply look at your memories of the, just,past few hours and I can put your fears to rest."

Oh. Yea. That was perfect! Of course! Why didn't I think of that? Well... an extremely fast blur of the last few hours along with my staggering tower of inappropriate inclinations shot through my mind... Okay, maybe that was why.

"I assure you I'm quite familiar with the type of thoughts teen-aged boys have about me, Axel." remarked Ms. Braddock as she shifted in her seat and hefted her breasts slightly.

"Uh... wait... are you-"

"I don't need to read your thoughts for that. I can see it in your face. Now if you will give me your permission to briefly view your memories, I can save us both time. Shall we?"

"Uh, yea. Yea! Totally! Go for it." Seriously, this was the best solution, right? I mean this was brilliant! If a mutant telepath could just read my experiences along with my internal mental commentary, there was no way they wouldn't pick up on the utter insanity that had descended upon my nice normal life, right?

She stared at me somewhat intently. For about five seconds, then she said, "I don't see anything out of the ordinary, Axel."

What?!

She continued, "I know that you fully believe that some sort of mind-controlling villainess is orchestrating some sort of evil scheme. But that simply is not the case. I assure you. Everything that has happened to you since you arrived at the mansion has been perfectly normal. You have a very big penis, Axel. I think it should be obvious why this would allow you to have a lot of sex once it becomes commonly known. Look forward to even more, because rumors about Imogene's big-dicked stud of a brother are spreading like wild fire as we speak."

I stared at her with disbelief and also intense arousal because the words that she had just spoke perfectly supported my preferred world view. Which was suspicious given that she surely knew that I had a deep-seated need to believe that my extremely large penis meant all girls wanted me on a subconscious level.

"So....who was that silver haired scantily clad-bandage lady? You know her?" I asked, grasping at my straws.

"I do not. But her presence here isn't noteworthy given that it is Move-in day."

I blinked, "But what about her outfit? Or lack thereof. I mean, some student's mother wouldn't show up in fetish gear, right?"

Ms. Braddock shrugged, "She did. That was her choice. There's nothing wrong with that."

So I was starting to believe that that lady had my same aura of 'everything I do is perfectly fine, turn off your brain, motherfucker'. Which pretty meant she was definitely the one who had spread the effect to me. What was I supposed to do now? Clearly, everyone even the telepaths were in the thrall to this mystery lady.

So what... should I go to the top, Professor Xavier who everyone said was the number one badass mental Mutant? Or should I just say: fuck it and explore those meaty massive teats Ms. Braddock was brazenly showing off?