The warm water flowed down James' skin as he stood in the shower stall. The Heat washing away the metaphorical bruises to his flesh and mind alike.

  He stood there thinking deeply about how a simple choice led to him gaining superpowers in such a roundabout method. He also thought about how there were three boys not much older than him left dead in a filthy alley because of the power. How else could he expin him becoming her and having all of the bck and blue turning a healthy pink? Especially growing a pair of decent sized breasts.

  He cupped his pecs, mimicking the shadows left from his transformation. James couldn't quite believe it despite being the one who grew the pair.

  He let out a sigh that was cut short as he heard the door to the bathroom open up, he tensed up.

  Through the cloudy gss divider, he saw the unmistakable shape of Ms. Lee entering the room.

  She didn't even say a word as she grabbed something before leaving the room with only the sound of the closing door and the water making a peep.

  His sigh continued as he slowly rexed under the relentless assault of warm water. It wasn't his hot water that he was using, so he was going to take advantage of every st degree.

  -

  He twisted the regutor, turning off the flow. James stood there, air drying for a bit as the damp air brushed against his skin. The stench of alley filth, gunpowder... and blood, washed down the drain along with his emotions from then. The clear water helped him see the event free from the rawness. It was him or them, those boys were escating, and he doubted he would have lived through the event, let alone survive till somebody could get him help.

  He knew it, from the start of entering Brockton Bay, that the city was a den of senseless violence. The amount of fanfiction he had read pointed all towards that direction. Even the source material solved rge battles by the literal coin toss. The only other media source that kept to one city with the same level of open crime and needless cruelty was Night City, a cyberpunk dystopia. If he had the money or even the papers, he'd have left the hell hole he found himself in.

  But where to?

  The rest of America was equally bad or objectively worse. Small town USA? Surprise Sughterhouse 9!

  Big city? cape crime and battles on a weekly basis. And in 3 years get mind controlled by a teenager with social issues and a knack for blowing the brains out of toddlers. James figured that without any special powers aside from his fanon corrupted knowledge, the best pce to be was Brockton Bay.

  He squared his shoulders as he opened the gss divider... only to find that aside from the towel, he had no change of clothes. His whistle sat atop the white cloth as if it were a precious jewel, and seeing as it could summon soldiers, it might as well have been.

  Confused, he donned the magical item and quickly dried himself off. He wrapped the towel around his waist and tucked it into itself making an improvised skirt.

  With his unbrushed damp short hair looking like a porcupine, he stepped out of the bathroom calling to the owner of the pce.

  "Ms. Lee! Where did you put my clothes?"

  From within her room her voice carried to him.

  "I threw them away! It'd take more money to wash them than to just repce them with brand new ones!"

  It made sense to James for a bit before he realized he was also missing his briefs and socks. Surely those weren't so filthy they needed to be thrown out?

  "What-What about my underwear?" His cheeks flushed just mentioning it.

  He heard a soft giggle before Ms. Lee responded. "Ooooh! Whoops, I must have mistakenly thrown them out as well! But you didn't need those old things anyways. The red was so faded it might as well have been pink!"

  He blushed further as she confirmed to have seen them.

  Wait, didn't that mean she knowingly threw them out?

  Before he could question her about her lie, Ms. Lee continued.

  "I have some clothes you could wear in the meantime; I id them out on the bed for you! I'll be in the bathroom!"

  He nodded to himself as he walked into the woman's room only to pause in front of the bed. Finally questioning why a woman would have clothes fit for a 16-year-old male, as he looked to the bed and found only cy lingerie scattered across the bnket.

  He fiddled with the cold metal hanging from his neck, his other hand going to his head and scratching it in confusion.

  At that moment the bathroom door opened and out sauntered a very naked Ms. lee. Her charcoal hair thrown over her shoulder barely hiding one nipple with its length while the other was prominent and quite puffy. He stood stock still as his eyes panned down her form. Running down her pendulously full breasts, past her smooth stomach with hints of muscle under a yer of plush.

  Down her hips swelled out into ones built for the sole purpose of tempting men into dark rituals, her thighs wide and smooth, as with her stomach, hinted at muscles. Between the gates of flesh y a dark garden where a lily peaked out between the bck brambles.

  James.exe stopped working as all of the processing power for higher thought focused on the picture of Asian fertility in front of him while the remaining power traveled south.

  She was a top-heavy woman but with how she leaned on the door frame her ass cheek was pronounced and bubbly. His mouth felt dry as he tried to speak, gulping past the knot in his throat.

  "Um-I-Um-Erh"

  The tension from his growth caused the towel wrapped around his waist to slip off and with an almost audible *BOING* his member sprang out in a ready salute.

  Predatory eyes of a cougar locked on to it as it swayed back and forth from the force. Ms. Lee licked her full lips at the sight as eventually her eyes panned up his slender form to match his own.

  She slowly sashayed towards James each step causing seismic forces to spread to her bosom as she approached.

  She must have been only half Asian as with her closing the distance he had to tilt his head up while only her eyes paned down to match his till, like a bouncy bumper car, her breasts impacted his chin, and he fell back onto her bed.

  With a soft oof he bounced on the mattress, his neckce falling to the side of him. He looked up at her approaching form, as she slowly crawled atop the bed to straddle his waist.

  James felt like an idiot. He should have seen this coming from a mile away. He figured he was just too thankful for her help and too busy trying to live in his new life to put two and two together.

  Ms. Lee is the one that helped him get a roof over his head so that he could have an address for the school administration, though she did force him to attend Winslow, so that kind of banced out. She kept the rent manageable and well within his new pay from the grocery store she helped him get a job at. His apartment was right next to hers, and she was always meeting him with a jaunty wave on his way off to school. Then to top it off she was always without a bra and wearing tight clothing in the evening as she greeted him from work.

  If she was any less attractive than she was, he'd call the cops on her for being a creep. But that Crazy/Hot index fit her far too well. And let's face it, Stacy's mom has got it going on.

  The idea of losing his V card to a hot cougar and/or MILF has been his dream ever since he watched the Incredibles.

  Ms. Lee sat on his hips close enough that her fuzz tickled the underside of his shaft and gave both of them a view of how deep he would be inside of her. She leaned forward causing his stiff member to be pressed against her glistening lips as she squashed her breasts against his chest.

  Mere inches away from his face she smiled and breathed huskily.

  "I've been pnning on doing this ever since I first saw you. The fact that you had enough faith in me to reveal that you were a cape just made me expedite my pns. Now shush, let Auntie Lee relieve your stress."

  She leaned in and caught James' lips as she ground her sex against the underside of his shaft, lubing it up with her slick. James tched onto her ass with both hands, getting a handful with each cheek, as he tried to wrestle her tongue. She did not care about his inexperience as she easily managed to win the fight.

  He groaned into her mouth as she stroked a glob a pre-cum out of him with the rocking of her hips. Back and forth her lips slid across his shaft, collecting the pre to add to the lubrication as it throbbed angrily.

  Each pass brought him closer and closer to the edge, each stroke stoking the fme within his core.

  He was almost there, and it seemed as if Ms... Auntie Lee had a six sense as she raised her hips as he was about to explode, ending their long snogging with him breathless and groaning at the loss of stimution.

  Just when he thought to question why, Auntie Lee grasped his shaft and lined it up with her dripping pink sex and without hesitation impaled herself on it.

  With a cp of thunder(thighs), James' head kissed her st door and exploded into her depths, coating her warm wet tunnel in his seed.

  Auntie Lee hummed in pleasure as she slowly rocked her hips, luxuriating in the feeling of the hot sticky cum inside of her. James felt both ashamed of himself and still panting from the continued stimution that was amplified in his raw state.

  "I-I'm sorry Ms-Auntie Lee. I didn't mean to cum so early."

  She held a hand to her mouth as she giggled, "It's completely alright, I'll make sure you get plenty of experience and training."

  James was honestly shocked at himself. He wasn't an innocent teen, he's been on the adult side of the web long enough that if the old wives’ tale of growing hair on your palm was true, he'd have to be getting regur trimmings for it. He knew enough about his body that when he'd achieved peak it would typically go soft for a few minutes before he could start rebuilding steam.

  Now though? He wasn't quite sure what caused it but-He honestly was grateful for it in fact- now he was still rock hard and throbbing as ever.

  Her walls held him snugly inside of her and the constant rhythmic pulsing of it was like the best massage ever.

  Auntie Lee then began to raise her hips off of his trailing a line of gooey white mixed with her own lubricant between them. Her lips were dragged along his shaft until they met the underside of his head. She slowly swayed her hips in a circle causing him to reflexively buck into her from the intense stimution.

  One of her hands was brought up to her massive breast groping it and teasing the rge nipple at its tip. her other hand pulled one of his from her hip and pced it onto her free tit.

  James held the soft flesh in his spyed hand. It was so rge that it spilled out between his fingers. He gently squeezed it, feeling how pliant it was.

  Auntie Lee moaned out and with a husky whisper, she demanded." Harder. Squeeze it harder!"

  He complied, getting a louder moan of satisfaction from her.

  She dropped down his length again, her rge breast being held up by his hand.

  And again, she rose. Now though, instead of stopping at the tip to swirl around her hips she immediately dropped back down.

  The cpping of their flesh echoed in the small room like gunshots and grew at a steady pace as Auntie Lee closed her eyes and threw her head back in delight.

  "Yes! Fucking, yes!"

  James, not wanting to be a dead fish and wanting to use some of his "Book knowledge" started to thrust into her from below. At first, he was out of sync, but once he got in rhythm Auntie Lee's moans went from loud to whorish.

  "Yes, yes! Fuck me harder, YES!"

  He started to feel confident at her appreciation, so he took his free hand that was not mauling her tit and brought it to her pink button.

  She opened her eyes as she felt James' fingers on her clitoris and ughed in glee as he started to py with it.

  The vibrations from his hand sent shivers through her that caused a mini orgasm to send her walls spasming on his member.

  She did not stop though. Auntie Lee rode through her mini orgasm as James pummeled her cervix. The more he did, the more it built towards her next, then again and again.

  Quake after quake had James being assaulted by her quivering walls and it along with her frenetic pace saw him erupt in her a second time.

  She did not stop though. She drew out a hiss as now the stimution was barely too much, but she continued. His hips stopped as his muscles locked up from it as she continued her bouncing.

  "More! fill me up. Fuck me till I'm stuffed with your cum!"

  In a few moments her body shook more as she desperately wrung out another load from him causing him to see spots.

  Her breath caught in her throat as a full assault on her nerves occurred. Mouth wide in a silent scream as she creamed herself.

  As James panted and tried to recover from his near back-to-back orgasm, she finally let out a loud gasp and colpsed onto his chest.

  They id there, as the bnket under them grew more and more darker from their combined fluids. Sweat glistened on their flushed skin and bored hot breaths left them as they recovered.

  Auntie Lee kissed his neck, "You're still hard."

  And he was. James also felt her walls still slowly massaging him. He looked down at her, her hair soaked in sweat and her plump lips parted as she took in air.

  "Yeah... and you're insatiable."

  She grinned up at him with succubus like hunger.

  James was not looking forward to school tomorrow.