Jean's Room

I walked to the girls' dormitory, referencing a map on some corkboard to find Jean's room. I raised my hand to knock, "Come in Connor" I just keep on forgetting. Opening the door instead, I saw Jean sat with a book as well. She was reading the Brothers Grimm Fairy Tales, which I was very much aware of, but had never personally read. Happy to simply sit and read, enjoying her company without needing to stuff her throat, I sat down on her bed and opened my tome of forbidden knowledge. The current chapter was about stage hypnotism and making people act like animals. Hey, you never know, recontextualize some of these techniques and I might be able to make people assume different personalities. That and with the way Kitty is headed, I might have to make her my pet one day.

Just shy of two hours later, Jean said we should get ready for training. She took off her clothes, but my ogling was cut short as she put on the sexiest little outfit I'd ever seen. Skintight green fabric, with a black triangle on the chest extending up to the collar, and a golden 'X' on said triangle. Long golden gloves reaching up to her biceps and matching thigh-high boots. All culminated by a golden sash around her waist, clipped together on the right of her hip.

"Finished staring? You can wear one of the standard suits for now, but you might want to think of a codename soon." Jean said

"Codename? Makes sense, I guess... What's yours?"

"Funny story actually; the best I could come up with was Marvel Girl, but it's so long, everyone just calls me Jean anyway." She said with a nervous laugh

"Well I think I got mine: Psych. That's not taken or anything, right?"

"No, it's fine. It's perfect, actually. Don't suppose you could think one up for me?"

"How's Psion?"

"Not bad, but we can do better."

'Phoenix'

"How about... Phoenix?"

"It certainly sounds good, and I like the subtext... I think we may have a winner!"

Where did that come from? "Just so I'm up to speed, what are the other's codenames?"

"Scott goes by Cyclops because he wears a visor to control his optic blasts, Kurt is called Nightcrawler, Kitty is Shadowcat, Ororo is Storm, Logan is Wolverine, Hank is Beast, and the professor uses the name Professor X."

"The hell's a wolverine?"

"It's a small, violent, furry animal." She laughed

"Ohh, okay. So where are we headed?"

"The Danger Room, located in the sub-basement. It isn't called that for nothing, by the way; it has lifelike 3D holograms and forcefields to match, so we can run simulations of any scenario. Come on, we can grab you a suit on the way."

The suit I got was comparatively pretty lame. It was basically just a dark navy bodysuit with a yellow belt, gloves, and boots. It did feel pretty comfortable despite being outwardly very tight, and the way it stretched almost made it feel like I wasn't wearing anything at all.

In stark contrast was the incredibly cool Danger Room. It looked like something out of The Matrix or Star Wars, and that was before it was even doing anything. I had little time to geek out while training, but I didn't really mind since I was busy trying not to die. I successfully avoided being cut into ribbons or disintegrated, even being told I did pretty good for a first exercise.

Afterwards, Hank showed me how to use the basic controls to start a simulation and such. Apparently it was free to use whenever you need, as long as you go in with at least one other person for any of the properly threatening scenarios. It was nearly 7:30 when everyone was leaving, but Kitty and I hung back for a bit. I hadn't had any release all day and seeing Kitty, Jean, and Storm prancing around in their skintight costumes had made it worse.

I imagine something similar could be said for Kitty, though it probably involves the words 'smelling' and 'Connor'.

I had her pressed against a wall, my hands roaming her body, when she suddenly pushed me back. "Watch this" Kitty said as her whole suit fell off through her body, exposing her nubile body to me for the first time. I resumed my groping, sucking on her nipples now as well. As she started to moan my name, I whispered in her ear:

"Pussycat"

She dropped to her knees immediately, and became confused when she couldn't stand up. I ignored her seeking an explanation and simply took out my cock. I placed my still sweaty member on her face and I could see her have a small orgasm. She grabbed my dick with one hand and began to rub it all over her skin, paying special attention to bury her nose in my balls. I heard her have another orgasm. Oh shit, I might've really fucked her up. I could hardly care about the moral implications of an addition like this when she was my sex-puppet though, especially when she started licking my balls like the cherry on top of a sundae. She used her seemingly favorite technique; stroking me with her hand while licking and sucking my balls, occasionally throating me to keep me lubed up, and deeply inhaling my odor the whole way.

"God, I love this. Master your cock is perfect. I could get addicted to this scent." She panted

"I think you already are."

"Who cares!" She said nonchalant, changing up her pattern.

I could tell I was close as she moved to suck on the tip. She used her left hand to fondle my nuts while her right hand worked the shaft feverishly. She started to lick under my glans and stroked me even harder.

"Come on, cum for me Master! Cover me in your sticky seed!" She begged

My balls churned as Kitty milked my dick like it spewed gold. The first spurt went right over her head, so she adjusted to aim my cock straight at her face. The next one hit her eye and a bit on her nose, and I could tell she was aiming when she shifted and took a shot up her nostril, Kinda gross, before letting the last few spurts coat her face randomly. She softly inhaled and shuddered as she was rocked by another orgasm. I don't even have to touch her, I've created a monster. I decided to get redressed and call it a night. After a moment of explaining to the cum-drunk Kitty that taking too long would be suspicious, she agreed.

Arriving at my room, Kurt was rather curious.

"So, what were you two up to?"

"Just going over the battle scenario, what we could've done better. I am pretty new, y'know, some pointers go a long way."

"Well my advice to you is this: the hands can be deceiving, but it is difficult to lie with the feet. Essentially, keep an eye out for strange footwork. The eyes as well, of course, that goes doubly so for you."

"Shit, thanks for the advice man. I'm gonna head to sleep now though, I wanna build a good habit for once." I responded

"Of course, I'll let you sleep" he stepped out