Psylocke

Betsy Braddock paused in her trip to open the door to her quarters as on the other side Logan lowered the hand he was about to use to knock. One violet eyebrow quirked as he suddenly turned and strode back down the corridor. Curiosity peaked she dipped into his mind just a tad.

Huh. What was I thinking? Why the hell would I want to warn Betsy about the kid? Well, warn her about the pile driving she’s gonna get from that giant prick of his maybe… Wolverine then reached down and adjusted his erection within Betsy’s mind’s eye. 

What. The. Bloody. Fuck.

That shocking line of thought was enough for Betsy to do a thorough mind scan and she soon knew all about the tremendously powerful mind controller that had been invited into their midst. Logan’s brain bore both Jean’s and Emma’s mental fingerprints but there was something more here, something deeper that she couldn’t quite define. Betsy felt a decidedly strong sinking sensation as she realized that both of the other powerful telepaths on the team were already subjugated by this Ethan. With Professor X off planet that left the handful of telepaths among the students to match this new menace besides herself, the Stepford Cuckoos the only ones with useful power levels.

She slipped out of her room to follow Logan activating her Psychic Shadow ability, masking her presence from anyone she came across including her quarry. Thankfully, she was immune to both Jean and Emma’s influence but she couldn’t be sure about this new telepath, she sensed the strangeness within Logan to be his doing but she couldn’t understand what he’d done. Slipping into his surface thoughts again she was shocked to find an image of her being fucked by a nondescript young man with an absolutely huge cock. Her hands slipped to her chest as she noted Logan’s exaggeration of her breast size, the simply massive jugs jiggling and bouncing with each thrust were almost comical. Honestly though it wasn’t that far from the truth, how she’d managed to get body-switched into a lithe Japanese ninja with a GG-cup was beyond her. 

Betsy followed Logan from a discrete distance as he walked down the halls of the mansion heading for the subterranean areas and the Danger Room in particular. Just as he was keying the doors to elevator, they opened and Jean Grey stepped out. Her face broke into a smile as she saw him, “Well hello there Logan.”

“Jean.” He replied, nodding his head and eyeing her up and down laviciously

“Ethan sends his regards.” Said the redhead as she sashayed up to Wolverine and placed her hand on his crotch. Logan needed no more prompting and pulled Jean in for a deep kiss as his hands grabbed her ass right there in the hallway. Betsy stared in horror as her quite clearly brain washed friends made out with each other, Jean having to turn to the side to put her pregnant stomach out of the way. Through her mental senses she watched as Jean inlaid more commands into Wolverine’s **** brain. It wasn’t anything he wasn’t already thinking but she was reinforcing it and twisting it in perverted ways. 

Suddenly, Jean went to her knees before him and her hands started working at his jeans. Betsy felt the powerful telepath create a bubble around her, the violet haired mutant’s thought was that it would be one laden with the command Ignore anything strange going on here but in fact it was Watch and enjoy this What had that bastard done to Jean to make her act like this?! 

Though Betsy was immune to Jean’s mental influence in general when she reached out to taste the nature of the redhead’s mental bubble, she couldn’t help but be affected despite her precautions, Jean was one of the most powerful telepaths on the planet after all. So when Jean retrieved Logan’s fat cock, Betsy’s nipples perked up and she watched intently. She paid close attention to the way the pregnant woman pulled out his pendulous testicles and massaged them as she took the end of his girthy prick into her mouth. After a few moments of furious sucking as one of her hands jerked his shaft, she popped it out of her mouth and gasped, “So much thicker than Scott’s!”

It wasn’t long before Jean was bent over a bust upon a pedestal, her own generous bust jouncing against the plaster head as Logan pounded her fleshy rear with animal fury, no regard for her pregnant condition at all. Despite the seriousness of the situation, Betsy was enjoying the sordid scene even though a group of students had arrived and were watching with stunned expressions and quick whispers nearby.

Jean was crying out some rather disturbing things that only seemed to spur the hairy mutant pistoning away behind her.

“Yes! Yes! Pound that messy cunt! Stir up all of his juicy cum!”

“Oh god yes Logan! You love his sloppy seconds!”

Betsy grimaced as she felt Jean reinforce that last statement in Logan’s mind. It was now fact that Logan did indeed love fucking a pussy recently used by the mind controller who’d subjugated them both. Betsy found this all to be rather sick but at the same time she was enjoying it just like Jean’s command demanded. Her imagination idly wondered if Logan would like to pound her pussy after Ethan had used it.

With a sharp gasp, that last thought tore away the fog of Jean’s influence and Betsy banished the other telepath from her mind completely. She had do something about this right now!