Psylocke looked at the questions and thought they werre obsurdly different and demeaning. She threw her phone on the table as she removed her ninja mask and prepared herself for a work out in the danger room. She began stretching and she heard her phone ping . She picked it up out of annoyance and observed that it had chosen lower class and unashanedly slutty. She quirked her eye brow as her body began to feel the tingle spread over her body.Psylocke ran her hands over her womanly curves. Curves spent hours toning on the bed of many a man most of whom she would never remember. She suddenly remembered she loved being a degenerate slut. Her passions became more degraded with every guy she slept with.
She remembered how she slept her way to her boarding schoool's senior class. How she had a threesome with her very first boyfriend and his dad. The memories came back to her of how she nearly seduced Cyclops away from that red headed bitch of a wife. She remembered the sex filled gaze of Emma Frost who had sent her the quiz. Her thoughts turned to the wanton lust building up inside her.
She believed she could control it long enough to seek help. She believed she had time to reach out towards her fellow x-men. The screen of her phone flashed and the next question sprang into view.
"What makes a good slut?"
1. Willingness to suck cock
2.Using every hole for pleasure
3. Fucking as many people as possible
Psylocke looked at the phone and having been raised in the slums of East London knew that every man loved a good cock sucking. She also knew many men who lusted after her shapely body. The body that was a marvel to behold with a flawless ass and big natural tits and her beutiful face framed by the sexiest eyes and her naturally full dick sucking lips. She swallowed hard, knowing if she did not get the answer to this question right, she may end up a slave. She wanted to press #2 knowing the outcome. She knew being a 3 holed slut was the least damaging response. She feared she would drop to her knees for every enemy she ever encountered and beg for their cum down her throat if #1 was chosen or would strip naked begging ...no pleading for a gangbang by the biggest cocks she could find if number 3 was chosen.
Psylocke had to blink and make sure she was reading the phone correctly. She focused and realized the phone was transforming her and she had no idea how. She created a knife made from her psychic energy and stabbed at the phone to destroy it. To her shock and dismay the phone kept working. The phones timer was running out and about to select another choice for her. She pressed the button. She failed to see it was not the button she wanted. Psylocke felt the last question effect taking hold... Now her clothing shrank to be a purple mini skirt that didnt cover her swollen pussy. Her breasts were pierced and portruding from a sheer purple sports bra that pushed her tits into the face of anyone nearby. Her pussy now had a piercting through the hood of her clit. She had a barbell piercing her slutty mouth. She realized as she looked down she had pressed the button for pleasuring the most people. Her body looked as it always had excpet now she appeared as if she took up walking the streets for a living rather than fighting evil. Indeed as the effects took hold memories flooded her mind of doing just that in order to please men.
When she looked down all she saw was the next question
What is your biggest asset?
1. Cum covered Tits
2. Heart shaped bubble butt ass
3. High sex Drive
She smiled and chose......