X-Men: Playboy

In a quiet town in suburban Philadelphia, a normal high school senior had noticed that his final year of high school was far different than his previous ones. Chris Johnson had always been a well liked guy in high school, being friends with people from every group and not having any real beefs with anyone in the school. While not involved in sports himself, Chris had a lot of friends on the sports teams, his third favorite group to hang out with, and was around them enough that he had become a regular part of their work out sessions. This had allowed him to have a fit body but did not have to follow an as strict regimen as his sports friends. This allowed him more freedom to spend time with his first and second favorite groups: the goth chicks and the cheerleaders, respectively.

On the day of his 18th birthday, however, Chris began to notice strange things that would happen. As the days went by, he’d notice more and more the events that he only thought of happening would play out in real life in front of him. His suggestions he’d make as a joke or goof would now be carried out by his friends.

Chris, ever curious about what was happening, slowly changed what he would say to see how people would react. He started small, suggesting his friends who would never give him anything to give him something of theirs. At first, he started with simple things like school supplies, paper or pencils, and slowly made his way up to straight up just taking his friends cash in their wallets. Chris, not being a true douchebag, would return the money at a later date since he had no intentions to rob his friends. One thing he did notice was that if he really did not care if someone did something or not, the chances of the person he was talking to doing what he requested did not happen as often.

With the girls, however, Chris did completely different experiments. While he was always respectful to women, Chris was still a horny teenager and, as such, had quite perverted thoughts. With them, he wanted to see how far he could push them. At first, he started with his two ex-girlfriends, since they’d provide the least resistance and be more likely to accept his perverted suggestions since they were romantically involved prior. The first was Mandy, the archetype of big titty goth girlfriend. All of Chris’ firsts were with Mandy, who was just as curious with her sexuality as he was with his. His first kiss, handjob, blowjob, and his favorite, titfucks, were all with her just like he was the first person to eat her out. However, she was never ready for sex when they were together and, while not the main reason, it was one of many that eventually led to the end of their relationship. Now, Chris found a way to see if he could get what he always wanted.

“Hey Mandy, how you doing?” Chris asked his former girlfriend.

“I’m doing well Chris, what’s up with you?” she asked in return.

“So..uh...I was wondering…” Chris stammered out, not sure if this magical ability he seemed to have gained would work on her. “You wanna...uh...fool around a bit like we used to?” he finally managed to get out.

“Really, Chris? That’s why you bugged me? To ask for a god damn blowie? I’m not a slut like those cheer whores you always hang around with!” Mandy shot back. Chris could see the red in her eyes, which actually contrasted nicely with her pale face. Despite her clear anger, Chris could have sworn he saw a glimmer in her eye as she shook her head for a second while still glaring daggers at him. Maybe I should double down? It worked with the guys after a few tries, could be the same here. God I hope it isn’t stuck to males only. Worst magic power ever. thought Chris as he decided to go for it.

“As much as I do enjoy your blowjobs, which were some of the best I’ve ever had, I was thinking something blowjob adjacent,” Chris said as his eyes dropped for a moment to Mandy’s large, DD sized tits. “And no, it wasn’t the whole cheer squad. I’ve only been with a few girls besides you. It’s hard to replace someone as sweet and loving as you,” Chris told his former romantic partner. He could see as if something was fighting her mind. Chris could only hope that his idea was able to beat her natural resistance to the lewd act he had suggested to her.

“I...uh...I…” started Mandy as she clearly had trouble thinking properly. Her natural resistance fought hard against Chris’ suggestion but it seemed it was slowly losing the battle. “I guess...we can...for old time’s sake,” Mandy finished with a hint of lust in her voice. Chris internally was jumping for joy! His magical ability seemed to work on girls as well as boys. This opened up many new possibilities for him. But for now, he was going to enjoy the upcoming titfuck from the girl with the best tits he’s ever dated or fooled around with. His girlfriend after Mandy was nowhere near as well endowed as she was, but that girl made up for it with other skills that Chris was planning on receiving after he finished with Mandy.

“Well then, let’s head over to the old stairwell, shall we?” Chris said as he grabbed Mandy’s hand and pulled her along with him. She resisted at first but almost immediately gave into Chris’ push to follow him to the stairwell.

The two immediately began to make out before the door to the stairwell even finished closing. Chris’ hands were all over Mandy’s massive mammaries as he squeezed the soft flesh and used his fingers to play with her hardening nipples. Mandy, meanwhile, had her hands all over Chris’ muscled chest. She always did love his pecs and abs as she ran her black painted nails over his ripped chest. Her hands slowly made their way to his pants, where she quickly undid the button and pulled the fly down. Chris, meanwhile, had decided to pull off Mandy’s shirt and bra once she began to fiddle with his pants.

“Just as big as I remember,” Mandy mumbled to herself as her cold hands moved up and down Chris’ semi-hard shaft. Her nimble hands began to stroke Chris’ endowment bigger as he moved his head down to not suck on one of her large titties. While his tongue flicked her left nipple, he made sure to pinch the right one. Mandy let out a tiny squeal followed by a moan as she continued to make her walk the line between pain and pleasure, just like he knew she liked.