The Event Comes to a Close.

Jean, both physically and metaphorically, kicked open the Blackbird's rear hatch and leaped out onto the glossy metallic floor before the aircraft had the opportunity to land.

"That was embarrassing," Jean grumbled between the pats from her gloved hand, rubbing the dust off her suit. "What's the deal with the Avengers? We had the situation under control!"

"Did we?" She heard Scott call back throughout the audible hum from the jet. "Did we really? Because I'm not sure the local environment would agree."

"It was just a few explosions," Jean absentmindedly retorted as she walked over the bottomless pit of the X-Men's subbasement. Not bothering to glance down as a nanotech bridge formed beneath her feet with each forward stride.

Scott maneuvered the jet onto the single platform in the center of the bright, spacious room. "A few? That park got wrecked and then some!" The Blackbird's hums died down right before a quick hiss followed Scott as he walked down the jet's extended ramp. He spotted his wife more than halfway across the open room and made quick haste to approach her.

Jean sighed once she reached the wall and began typing with a keypad protruding from the metal surface. "I'm more upset with us than I am with them." She admitted, "We should have had the situation covered. Yet we didn't because none of our teammates were responding to their coms."

"Well, there must've been a good reason, right?" Scott placed a comforting hand on her shoulder upon catching up. He didn't need to be psychically connected with her to sense her aggravated annoyance to the whole situation. "Today was a huge step forward for mutant-kind, so of course, a fair amount of the team would be unavailable."

Jean tapped her boot against the solid floor as she watched the wall open up into a pathway leading to her and Scott's private quarters. "I fully understand. But we must be able to adapt to situations as they come. The fact that we couldn't afford to split the team and solve both conundrums means we aren't fully functional as a team." Her voice bounced along the metallic walkway as they conversed.

"Yeah..." Scott agreed while following his wife. "Should we bring up a group meeting during lights out?"

"I already have one scheduled." She nodded. "And I specifically want to have a discussion with Elizabeth. I am confident she wasn't dealing with any of the students; her help would have been incredibly useful."

"Okay, now that! I have nothing to say against, I'd like to see her excuse myself."

"Truthfully, I entirely blame her. Modock's sudden attack was, no doubt, a distraction to assist Mystique in her escape. If we had Elizabeth's assistance, we could have let the Avengers deal with Modock while we searched for Mystique." Upon reaching their quarters, Jean stepped onto an elevated pad. She raised her wrist and tapped something in a natural motion, causing the pad to light up for a split-second before her tight jumpsuit vanished entirely and was replaced by a generic dark red blouse with form-fitting jeans. "Now, we're **** to wait for the off chance that Mystique will show her face again for another attempt to procure her." She smoothed her rose-red hair behind her neck and turned around to see Scott staring back at her. "What?"

"Nothing." He affirmed, "I'm just admiring my wife's beauty."

Her face softened, and she moved over to plant a kiss on his cheek; leaving a slight imprint of her red lipstick. "Thanks, babe."

"You plan to impress the newbies with your natural style?"

"Heh, no. We were absent the entire day, so I'll introduce myself to the students in the morning." Jean stepped down the ped to allow Scott to get on. "I hope Ororo followed the script I gave her."

"Ah, no worries." Scott took Jean's place, "If I were frank, I'd trust Ororo any day of the week over Elizabeth. She has yet to let anyone down and is extremely competent at keeping things professional. If anything, she might've done a better job than you!" A light flashed as Scott's jumpsuit was replaced by a more casual attire.

"Har har," Jean mocked. "Honestly, it was either her or Logan, so it wasn't hard of a decision to come to. But you're right; she more than likely did fine."

"Actually!" Scott stepped down and procured a phone from his pocket. "If everything went on schedule, she should be about wrapping things up by now."

So, if you were to ask me what happened. I wouldn't be able to give you anything other than sex, sex, and a little bit more sex. Also! A lot, and I mean a lot of face-in-crotch action. With the amount of sheer wild sexual tension floating throughout the air, I'm surprised my penis lasted more than six minutes without being obliterated to the fourth dimension!

Though to be fair, my sense of time was most definitely thrown into the fishbowl the moment Storm decided that stripping onstage in front of at least a hundred impressionable students was a legitimately good idea. Because news flash! It wasn't. Oh god, was it so inappropriate. So immoral. So unbelievably perverted!

So perfect.

Too perfect, in fact!

No, seriously, it was too perfect. I'm a fucking human in a sea of mutants. I simply just don't carry the sheer stamina that comes with enhanced genes. The only enhanced thing about me is my above-average penis! Unless Cross C is writing the chapter, then I have a whale-sized cock; but either way, it's still considerably sizable.

With that being said, it feels as though everyone was paying a bit more attention to my 'performance' on stage than I anticipated initially. The moment I came, the entire auditorium erupted in a collective sigh of lust, pleasure, exhaustion, and everything in-between. Like everyone's enhanced sexual limits were downgraded to that of a generic perverted teen in your everyday Chyoa erotica.

Odd, yes. But not as strange as to how easily I was able to convince these superpowered mutants to partake in a public show of sex. Basically, this whole situation could be easily attributed to watching porn on some free bootleg spyware site built from the ground up to infect your computer with a virus. Which is why you should always use your phone kids, take it from me.

Yeah, I gave these fuckers a free show, and they didn't even have to deal with adds! I guess, for whatever reason, the only downside on their part is that they're **** to cum when I do. However, odd that is, and trust me, it's odd. It's like we were all in fucking sync. I mean, it's okay if two to three people collectively cum, sure. But a whole auditorium? It sounded like a fucking freight train shrieking itself to an abrupt stop.

Now, as you might know, every good porno needs to end eventually. Or at least, slow down for the inevitable round dos. And this is that time. Because by god, I'm fucking exhausted! And being able to pass out wherever the hell I want is one of the many perks that come with this strange new ability some goddess decided to bless me with.

After spreading my ejaculate across the hardwood floor of the main stage, I more or less collapsed like the sweaty sex machine that I had become. But surprisingly, before I was able to fall in my own pool of chode, I felt two pink arms wrap themselves around me in a comforting embrace. Jane was laying spread eagle on the floor with one hand trapped between her moist thighs while her other was scooping pools cum off the floor into her awaiting mouth; she had a spaced-out grin of pure bliss as she sucked my seed off of her fingertips. But while she did orgasm along with the rest of the auditorium, apparently she was paying enough attention to the current events make sure I didn't bust my head open on sex ridden ground. I should thank her later, maybe with my cock down her throat? Would she like that? Meh, she'd probably just think its normal, fucking idiot.

"Mmmmm...Master.." She moaned, her warm breath shooting directly into my ear. "Your whore ****'s got you... You can rest now..." Her diamond-hard nipples pressed into me as my body rested against her breasts. With how irritating she was earlier in trying to get me to fulfill her submissive fantasies, I wasn't aware the pink mutant could be so comforting. Who knew?

Maybe I was dead tired, maybe I trusted her, or perhaps I just simply didn't care what happened. Either way, after that impromptu orgy, I was ready to pass out for the next couple of hours. I let Jane have her way as my eyes shuttered shut, and the faint feeling of her lifting my form off the ground was felt as my consciousness left me.

"Achem, pardon me miss Jane..." Ororo's voice spoke with a slight quizzer as she gradually recovered from her uncontrollable orgasm

"Yes, Mam?" Jane halted in place and turned to face the exotic dark-skinned beauty. Before today she never considered herself to be in women, but she couldn't help her eyes from drinking in the older woman's utterly erotic figure in her sweaty nude state.

"I haven't dismissed everyone yet, so please stay a bit longer."

"Oh! Umm..." Her head panned left and right as she looked around for somewhere to place her sleeping master.

"I can see that Axel is asleep," Ororo nodded to the boy in the mutant's hands as rose to her full height, having recovered from the abruptly sudden mass orgasm. "It must take an awful amount of energy for the poor to carry such a lifechanging gift between his legs." She lingered on his now limp member, which is still unsurprisingly large. Having to pry her eyes away eventually, she moved to where her undergarments were brashly tossed away, she leaned down to reclaim her clothing, causing her massive chocolate-colored bust to hang forwards, though few took notice due to half the room still coming to grips on their forcefully **** release. "Everyone on stage, please promptly return to your seats! We have a bit more to discuss." Ororo projected her voice with an authoritative flair. A flair that wasn't so effective since she was also in the process of clipping on her bra, in front of a bunch of teens who more than likely fantasized about her on their off time. "You can bring Axel with you to your seat." She addressed Jane while jiggling her tits into a comfortable position.

The loud clattering of teens chatting, clothes fumbling, and zippers zippering was heard throughout the auditorium as the new and returning students moved back to their original seats

Ororo spotted Jubile heading off the stage along with Yukio, Illyana, and the rest of her peers, but she was swiftly stopped when the dark-skinned beauty called her name silently. "Jubilation, stay here if you will." She couldn't help but bite her bottom lip as she locked eyes with her pupil. "And please bring me the podium."

Jubilee blushed on instinct upon being addressed by her exotic mistress, and she simply nodded in response. She was able to spend a few intimate moments with her lovely lover during this extensive sexual experience, but she felt as though Ororo only chose her because the woman was looking for anyone to satisfy her desires, and Axel was preoccupied with Illyana and Rouge. But seeing Ororo go out of her way for her is something she always loved about the older woman. Jubilee eventually found that the podium was knocked off the stage entirely at some point during the impromptu orgy, and by the time she returned it to its initial position, most students were back in their seats with 'most' of their clothing back on. A few teens were using this situation as an excuse to let out their inner exhibitionists; some were still bottomless, a few girls were just sitting in their bras, and some went braless. Ororo nodded in approval when she noticed most of the students had settled down; she had put back on her blouse and adjusted it to its original modest state. "Thank you, Jubilation," Ororo gave Jubile her approval. "Now..." She licked her lips as she swayed behind the podium. "You may enjoy yourself." Jubilee looked downwards and noticed Ororo's complete lack of a bottom or even an undergarment. Though, with the podium blocking her lower-half, it seems as though she were fully clothed from an onlooker's point of view.

Jubilee's nipples began to harden instantly the moment she realized her lover was giving her an open invitation to feast on her dark creamy body in public. Ororo would usually only allow such actions behind the safety of closed doors. She's either in high spirits at the moment, or she's still aroused. The reason doesn't matter, Jubile would never say no to her older lover, especially when she's affording such a gracious opportunity.

"Alright, I trust that everyone enjoyed this...Ermm..." Ororo had to adjust herself, she did offer her posterior to her favorite student, but she wasn't prepared for such a brash extent of affection. Jubilee was hidden behind the podium with her face forcefully shoved between Ororo's natural bubblelike ass. "E... Experience, and please, keep what happened.. Ooah.. OAAhH!" She wasn't prepared for the jolt of arousal that came with the feeling of Jubilee's tongue lapping her dark crack. Her tongue dragging up and down between Ororo's ass created a moistening lubricant that fulled her with pleasure. She instinctively shoved her wide jiggly hips into her lover's face, forcing Jubilee's tongue farther up her own ass.

"Mmmm... Yes... Jubilation! Dig... Ahh!" Ororo's eyes shot open as she realized she was drooling with lust, her own saliva flowed down her dark-skinned face.

"Achem... Yes.." She wiped the drool away with her blouse sleeve and regained her composer; trying her best to ignore Jubilee's hand's sinking into her soft cheeks "Please, keep what happened here within the school's walls... Mmm.." Her dark knuckles clenched tightly against the podium's hardwood as she struggled not to yelp in pleasure at the fleeing of Jubilee's tongue dancing around her asshole. "This was a special treat for all of you here, and we wouldn't want this to go mainstream. I hope you understand." Ororo released a sigh of relief and disappointment as Jubile removed her tongue from between her ass. But she began to bite her lips for the umpteenth time today once Jubile started to plant wet kisses of sloppy affection against her butt. She started by pressing her lips into the underside of Ororo's fat dark chocolate ass, and she slowly moved outwards and up with each subsequent kiss. Occasionally dapping her tongue out to taste her lover's blemishless skin.

"Now, I must... Ah! Mmm.. I.. I must inform everyone here that this is not a regular occurrence, so please do not expect something like this to happen again." She informed. "This was all a one time occasion, so treat it as such." Ororo ignored the light groans of disappointment she heard through the crowd, mostly from the males in the auditorium. She hated to bring bad news, but the fact is that having this special event becomes a constant would be a significant distraction and utterly unacceptable. Luckily Axel was knocked out, or he would have more than likely make a loud fuss at the realization that this school doesn't exist to fulfill his every sexual desire. Though it is definitely not his fault, having a penis as massive as he would cause multiple sexual interactions to occur by default; so of course, he'd be accustomed to having sexual acts in most environments. Perhaps he will find someone like Jubilation someday. Or... Nevermind, he does have Jane to fulfill his needs. The way she's clutching his **** form in such a protective manner is quite admirable, it's evident without saying that she wouldn't let anything cause him harm in his **** state. With someone as devoted to him as her, asking for more would be quite greedy on his part. The feeling is relatively similar to Ororo's own relationship with Jubilation, there are few things in this world that she cares for more than her young student, and she would put her life on the line to make sure her lover stays safe.

"Starting at 9am tomorrow, we will meet in the cafeteria for breakfast. There, we will assign you all your schedules, and you can all begin your education into becoming mutants of tomorrow!" Ororo went silent and used the student's cheering and clapping as an excuse to shut her eyes and enjoy the pleasure of Jubilation's tongue sliding up and down her legs, leaving a trail of spittle in her wake. Every time she moved upwards and reached Ororo's ass cheeks, she would plant a hard kiss upon her rump. "Any extra information will be given to you tomorrow, but for now, I assume you are all quite famished!" The agreement from the crowd gave her a second-minute opportunity to lean into Jubilee's, allowing her lover's face to eat her ass with more intensity. "Well, we have prepared a nice meal for everyone here. Once you're dismissed, please, exit through one of the three rear doors; we will have our staff guide you to the cafeteria if you aren't aware of where it is... Mmmm... It'll be open for two hours, and then you will all have one more hour before lights out. And..." Ororo looked down onto the podium for the list of notes Jean gave her earlier only to realize that it must've fallen off sometime during her performance. Inadvertently shrugging to herself, she looked up to the crowd and smiled. "I believe that is all I have for you this evening, so you are dismissed! Enjoy the rest of your day!"

As if a switch was flipped, everyone in the auditorium began to immediately start conversing with each other. Loud gossiping and rustling were heard as the teenaged mutants headed out from their rows.

"And as for you..." Ororo looked downwards and whispered to Jubile. "You've been doing such a good job." She grinned and moved her slender hand behind Jubilee's head to shove it deep between her face. Making sure to drive her young lover's entier head as far in as physically possible. Jubilee breathed in her mistress's sent and froze in pure lust as she let Ororo do as she pleased. "I hope you're willing to spend the night with me..." She stated more than asked. Jubilee's response was entirely unheard since Ororo kept her face fully trapped in her dark cake. Only when she sensed her lover begin to shake due to a lack of fresh oxygen did she release her Jubile from her prison of love.

Jubilee gasped her air and fell back into the floor, her entire being blissfully enthralled by Ororo's bubbly ass; her face was wet with her own saliva, and she idly stuck her tongue out to lick her lips. Desperately attempting to gather up the tasteful remains of Ororo's succulent ass.

Ah, Axel. Perverted and gullable. Young and idiotic.

The perfect pawn.

Emma relished in the feeling of power she has gained over the school in such a short span. Leaning back in her office chair, it took more effort than it was worth for her not to burst out laughing. She had been watching Axel throughout the day, mainly to see how her earrings would work on a nonmutant; and to say her test flew by with shining colors would be the understatement of the century.

Emma stifled a chuckle as she tapped a few keys on her laptop and rewind the footage. "Oh, how the mighty have fallen," She smirked to herself before plopping a handful of popcorn into her mouth, too amused by the sheer absurdity to care that half of the junk food missed her mouth entierly and fell unto the floor and into her expansive creamy cleavage. Watching Ororo sensually strip on stage in front of all those teenagers is definitely a sight to behold. Oh, and she is so blissfully unaware. The goddess of the weather brought down to such a pathetic degree; with all of her power, she's incapable of realizing when she is being controlled. By a perverted teen, no less!

The temptation to remove her mental influence from her earrings was almost strong enough to cause her to go through with it, but in the end, the white queen refrained. While it would've been fun to see the realization on the black woman's face once it dawned on her that she has been played. In the long run, waiting for the boy to test the earrings out further would be the smarter option.

Case in point, Jean Gray. The ultimate test. Her ultimate rival.

With the professor off-campus, Jean is the most powerful mutant in the entire school, second to the white queen, of course. But truthfully, she is the biggest threat. While Ororo was helpless to the earrings effects, she didn't truly stand a chance in the long run. She simply isn't equipped to deal with mental threats. But Jean is a different story entirely. Emma might need to end up stepping in and assisting Axel once he comes across her.

But for now, she'll wait.

Emma flicked the earrings connected to her own lobes absently.

She'll wait.

For Jean to fall.