The Blackbird landed outside of the suburban Midwestern high school on the nearby football field and the X-Men cautiously exited. Cerebro had reported a mutant here so powerful that the circuits nearly blew. Local police had investigated strange reports coming from the school of people being changed and lewd behavior but none had returned from inside. A federal task force was now amassing outside the front of the building now but Kitty Pryde and the rest of her team hoped to avoid a conflict.
"Rachel, do you sense anything?" Kitty asked her telepathic friend, adjusting the collar of her blue and gold uniform.
"One moment . . . ah!" the redheaded former Phoenix groaned as the force of several psyches slammed into her mind. "A lot of fear and and confusion . . . and a lot of lust for some reason. I think the person we're looking for is in the auditorium and they're not alone."
"OK. Kurt, Laura, I want you to try and sneak inside as quietly as possible. Ororo, Rachel, Piotr and I will try the direct approach and see if we can't talk this new mutant down or have Rachel use her telepathy to undo any damage. If that fails, you guys know what to do."
Kurt and Laura nodded.
"Knock out. Got it." grunted X-23. "Let's get to it."
Kitty and three of her other teammates entered through the gym, finding nothing but a pile of discarded clothes on the floor. They looked to belong to football players and a gym coach.
"Strange." murmured Storm. "Rachel, do you sense anything?"
Rachel could 'hear' a terrified mind and she focused in on it. She saw themselves but as giants from the perspective of a teen boy peeking out from under one of the piles of clothes. Memories of being shrunk down to the size of an ant and his fellow teammates being smashed underfoot by the same person were fresh in his mind. The mutant they'd come to find had apparently already used his powers to kill, which was heartbreaking and terrifying.
"One of the football team is still alive down there. The mutant we're looking for - Tim Torres - shrunk them all down to insect size and then stomped them to death. I don't think we're going to be getting a new recruit on this mission."
With a telepathic nudge, Rachel calmed the football player and told him to sleep. They could hopefully reverse his condition later once they had dealt with the threat at hand.
Colossus armored up instinctively and the others looked pained.
Kitty grimaced.
"OK, if it's going to be that kind of mission, let's get ready for it. Storm, Colossus, be ready to attack if Rachel can't neutralize him telepathically and I can't reason with him."
Everyone nodded their agreements and moved on through the halls of the high school, Storm's eyes crackling with lightning.
They opened up the door to the auditorium cautiously. Rows were filled with the whole student body, their faces rapturous with adoration as they chanted.
"TIM! TIM! TIM!"
On the stage, sitting in a gaudy throne, a chubby teen was being eagerly fellated by two girls in cheerleader uniforms while other pretty teen girls lay around him, mostly in cheerleading outfits as well, fingering themselves as they stared hungrily at the teen and his cock.
Two police officers stood on either side of the throne and their hands went to their guns as the mutants walked in.
"That's enough!" snarled Rachel, putting the cops to sleep with her powers as the four strode into the room. The two dropped like marionettes with their strings cut. The teen on the throne - Tim - looked up with surprise and annoyance and the chanting stopped.
"Who are you assholes?" he asked in a scratchy high-pitched voice, then grunted as the two cheerleaders, one blonde, one redheaded, took turns deep throating him.
"We're the X-Men, Tim." Kitty Pryde began as they got nearer to the boy, her eyes wrinkled with distaste. "It's time to stop all of this. You can't just do these things to- to-"
As they got within 12 feet of him, they all stopped suddenly, minds hazy. Suddenly, all they could think of was how amazing, powerful and wonderful the boy in front of them was. Kitty, Rachel and Ororo in particular were also stunned by how incredibly handsome and sexy he was, suddenly mesmerized by the scene in front of them that had disgusted them just moments ago.
"Sorry, what was that?" sneered Tim. "I didn't quite catch what you were saying."
"You're . . . oh, wow. We, uh, we came to tell you to um, stop doing what you're doing." babbled a nervous Kitty, suddenly feeling like an awkward teen with a huge crush. "It's . . . wrong?"
"No, you didn't. You came to help me. You all love me and think I'm the coolest guy ever. You're my slaves now." Tim responded with a smirk.
With that, all of their minds changed. Their bodies relaxed and they stared open-mouthed at Tim - their new Master - with adoration.
"Yes, Master, of course. How can we help you?" Kitty responded in an awed tone.
Tim grunted as he finished in one of the girl's mouths, then groaned in satisfaction before pushing them aside and standing up. He leered at the women on the team and smiled.
"I've got a few ideas . . . but let's make some improvements first."
He gestured and suddenly Kitty, Rachel and Ororo were all in their underwear.
"What are your names?"
"Kitty Pryde."
"Rachel Summers."
"Ororo Munroe."
"Piotr Rasputin."
"Whatever, robot dude. I don't care about you. Go outside and make sure nobody comes in here."
As Colossus strode outside, Tim made a twirling motion and the three women instinctively twirled around to show off their bodies.
"Hmm, not bad. Could be better though. I thought one of you was like a blonde with huge tits?"
"That's likely Emma Frost. She's no longer on our team, Master." Kitty responded.
"Whatever. It's nothing I can't fix."
He pointed at Kitty and she suddenly felt strange. Her scalp and chest began to tingle and she cried out.
Staring down, she saw her pert B-cups begin to swell and swell, bursting out of her bra, the clasp snapping as her tits were unable to be contained. She felt her hair lengthening as well, a cascade of honey blonde curls falling now down to just above her ass. Her boobs kept growing even as the hair stopped, getting huger, past even Emma's actual size. The weight of them began to bend her forwards, making her moan in protest, thick pink nipples jutting proudly from their center.
"M-Master! Please! Stop! I'm too big!" she gasped.
"Shut up. You love having big titties. You're just a hot blonde slut who loves guys playing with her big slutty tits."
Kitty's face changed from concern to delight as her tits expanded outwards. She fucking loved having big tits! Guys loved big tits and she loved fucking guys, any guys, so long as they played with her tits. As they finally came to a stop, now the pornographic size of watermelons on her lithe frame, she actually pouted in dismay but still stroked them with delight.
"Now that's more like it." chuckled Tim.