You stand up, wobbling a bit, but then recover. You’re powerless, but you’re still one of the fittest people on the planet. You pick up Emma Frost as she struggles against you, and you find it harder to constrain her, but you manage to push her against a wall anyways.
She can only drop her head in defeat as you position yourself to enter her pussy, and then you thrust without warning.
“Lucius,” she cries out, and you smile. You have total domination over her, you think to yourself, as you push in and out of her tight snatch. Suddenly, you feel a mental probe enter your mind, and you reflexively try to defend against it. However, you realizing with a sinking feeling that it’s useless.
Realizing that she can overpower you now, you shudder in fear as your mind is suddenly ripped from its ability to control your movement. She makes you pull out, and you find yourself slamming yourself against the wall. You want to wince from the pain, but find that you don’t even have control over your facial expressions. Your every movement is controlled by her.
You are helpless as she beats you up, while your own fists pummel you. She doesn’t hit quite as hard as you, but you find yourself knocked out within seconds from the high-power impacts that slam into you several times a second.
Moments later, you die.
Wow… you didn’t do *that* badly this time, but you still could have done better. Try again, better luck next time!
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