Grinding her hips against the man on the toilet seat May’s eyes were shut as she rode out the sensation of being plowed for the first time in over twenty years of her life, sighing and moaning in bliss she grabbed hold of the man she had under her, pinning him there by his shoulders as she ground harder against him. Feeling the man’s hands grip at her heart shaped rear broke a smile on her pouting lips, looking down and panting with effort May giggled seeing the guard grit his teeth from exertion. Tightening her hold on him with her legs May began undoing her blouse and unhooking her bra. "Wanna… Play a… Game? It’s called… Bobbing for… Apples."
Pulling her blouse wide open she shoved her tits into his face, hearing him gasp and muffle for air as her new DD’s smothered his face. "Mmm, that’s right… keep reaching, you’ll find it…" Gasping out loud May felt the guard bite down on her nipple, sending waves of pleasure through her and making her go stiff. With her eyes fluttering her first orgasm in two decades crashed through her instantly, wrapping her arms around the guard’s head as she rode it out. Breathing in deeply she slammed him back against the tiled wall, a wild grin on her pouting lips as she began to gyrate her hips again.
"I’m not done yet handsome, I haven’t made your pistol go off yet."
***
Wheeling herself over to the front gates of the Xavier Institute the elderly crone cracked into a smile as she watched the students step through the gates, oblivious to her presence as she telepathically wiped their memory of her moving up the cobblestone path.
Casasandra Nova was practically shaking with anticipation, gripping onto the bottle she had special ordered through the mail as she made her way up to the stairs of the main entrance. Raising the bottle of X-Hot-Ic up to her eyes to see it the evil twin of Xavier hacked a dry laugh before opening the cap and taking a heavy swig, nearly finishing off half the bottle right then and there.
Then it hit her.
All at once her skin began to come alive with activity, wrinkles disappearing and tightening back into life and vitality as the muscles in her limbs became defined and strong. Her cloths, once small enough to fit the frail form of either a 70 pound old woman or a broom strained to near bursting as new curves and healthy muscle bulked out from the rail thin limbs and torso sitting on the wheel chair. Buttons bursting off the jacket top to give way to E cup breasts and heaving chest, a black skirt slowing crawling up to mid-thigh to give room to long vibrant legs. Wriggling in her chair and breathing in heavy pants of gasping air Cassandra caught herself sitting up and standing under her own power, relishing the strength to stand for the first time when a new sensation caught her attention.
Her scalp was becoming fuzzy, wrinkled skin smoothed and filled out with a sudden follicle growth that filled out and curled until she had a shock of black hair to match her piercing blue eyes. With her booming heart calming down to a slower beat the now 20 something bombshell looked down at herself and forced herself not to laugh out loud with cruel mirth.
"Watch out dear BROTHER, your sister is home… And she’s planning to tear down your precious school!"
Kicking the offending wheel chair behind her into the bushes and out of sight, ‘Cassy’ sashayed herself up the stairs and into the school.