Kid Omega's amplified power meant he was eschewing subtlety, no need to gently prod or push when there's no chance of being resisted effectively nor any likelihood of being punished or stopped. As a result, Kitty had begun to feel his presence in her
mind between the second and third shifts, not enough to notice what he'd done, but by this final alteration, even if her memories were rapidly shifting to accommodate and corroborate his story, her mind dancing with scenes of debauched, sinful behaviour with
the students, her imagination sizzling with possibilities for power and gain all her little 'kittens' could achieve for their mama Kat...
She swallowed, hard. Even if all that made it nigh-impossible for her to outright know that he'd done something, his words, his smirk and the power rolling off him in waves made it obvious. She idly wondered if her preference for hot pink was a result of his
influence, and if so, if he did so deliberately, or just subconsciously to match his own likes. The old Kitty, she presumed, might have been upset at him, but her new outlook just had her clit throbbing, her pussy near-gushing at the power he had, at the willingness
to use it for himself, and at the desire he was looking at her with.
"Mmmm, you're being a naughty boy, aren't you, Quentin? Trying to get into teacher's panties through her head, hmm?" she purred, her mixture of pride, lust and a little healthy caution evident in her voice and bedroom eyes, "Mindfucking the headmistress? And
all Kid Omega wants for that is mama Kitty sucking his cock?"
One pink boot slid through her leg, leaving it silky and bare, bar the matching nail polish on her petite toes, and she reached out with it, rubbing and caressing his already half-hard member with her soft sole. She licked her lips. This much power certainly
put him in the driver's seat, but unlike that prudish tease Emma, she wasn't past her prime, just a touch more mature than the students. Mature enough to know what they wanted and to give it to them, not just curl up in Cyclops' bed in case the young studs
or nymphs wore her out.
"Well, I... uh...oh?!" Quentin's eyes widened at the lewd massage, even as she pulled aside the thong, revealing her soaked quim, "As always, I'm open to new ideas, Ms Pryde..."
With a deft flick of her toes, his pants were intangible and on the floor, "Come here... we girls get so wet for bad boys, and you've been so bad... Let Kat show you how to use all those silly little sluts that are gonna spread their legs for you, Quentin..."
As she parted her thighs, sat on the edge of her desk, Quire moved closer, sliding his cock into her waiting pussy. He didn't even need to use his powers to amplify the pleasure, the whole scenario had the new Kitty so horny that she moaned like a feline in
heat with the first thrust, and her surprising experience in sex drew a gasp of aroused shock from Quire as he felt her squeeze his shaft, use her legs to control his rhythm, to playfully pinch and scratch his body as they fucked...
It was good to be the teacher's pet...
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