Leaning back slightly from Mary Jane’s outburst May merely smiled tossing her long red hair over her shoulder to explain herself. "My agents got me the gig you were going to do, said that the cameras just loved me at the photo shoot." Standing in the living room with her arms crossed under her bust May smirked at the young red head’s outbursts while Peter watched from the couch, dumbstruck. Deciding to celebrate May had picked up a spicy red dress to match her hair with a skirt so high it showed off all of her legs, along with a cleavage window up top that make the woman beam knowing so many people were staring at her on her way back home.

"This is crazy! Do you even know what you’re doing? Do they even KNOW you’re over 60?"

"What does it matter what age I am? I’m fucking gorgeous! In the last 12 hours alone I got invites to model five different magazines and a car show, I’ve never felt better in my life and I thought both of you would be happy for me!"

"Aunt May even you have to realize you’re not acting like yourself, I mean would you ever wear that in a million years?" Pointing at the dress Peter continued. "I mean think of Uncle Ben… And not the escapades you had in the house, you’re a retiree Aunt May why did you want to try that stuff in the first place?"

Snorting at the question May got her coat and opened the door to leave, even when scowling she looked beautiful forcing the door wide open in anger. "I just wanted a second chance at life, to feel beautiful like I was back in my 20’s, now if you excuse me I’m late for another photo shoot where I’ll be wearing the latest wear for Marti Gra!"

MJ and Peter looked to each other and shrugged, they tried to show her reason but it looked like Aunt May would have none of it. Standing outside of her home May Parker’s mind brewed angrily on what her nephew and daughter in law had to say. "So she thinks I’m still old eh? Just enjoy my retirement huh?" Pulling open her purse May took the bottle of X-Hot-Ic and popped the cap off.

"I’ll show her old!" With that she finished off the bottle in one go and threw it into a trash bin, already she could feel the heat race out from her heart to the rest of her body, this was the most she ever drank, and it was going to be a whopper!

***

"Alright class take care, oh and remember to cover what we talked about." Waving off her students as they all left out the door Cassandra Cain smiled to herself, her plans were already underway and nothing could stop her. Soon she would tear this wretched school down by the last brick and her twin brother Charles was powerless to stop her, the thought of her brother ruined and looking up at her gorgeous new body made her purr… Though more likely it was the butts of all the boys she watched leaving the door. Damn X-Hot-Ic was kicking in again. The last slip in self-control was an accident really, it wasn’t HER fault the boy smiled back, or offered her a flower from the gardens, it’s HIS fault she rode him six ways from Sunday! The lip stick would wash off and she wiped his memory clean of the whole affair, she just had to maintain control.

"THERE YOU ARE!"

Blinking out of her reverie Cassy looked to the door to find the head mistress and Miss Grey glaring daggers right at her. "You’re the one that’s been fraternizing with the student body, the one that’s been undermining the faculty and filling their heads with amorous thoughts about YOU."

Cassy ruffled up her short brunette hair with her free hand and leaned against her desk with a smirk, the 30 something supermodel gave the two women a knowing smile showing off her purple dress and matching lip stick, all while tracing her well-manicured finger nails around a shiny red apple left behind at her desk. "Jealous?"

"DAMN STRAIGHT!"

"Yeah! You’re not who you say you are Cassy." Closing her eyes Jean peered into the woman’s mind, her eyes snapping wide open. "Or should I say Cassandra Cane?"

With a mock gasp and teetering her hand over her face in shock, hamming up the act the entire time Cassandra pouted at being caught. "Oh no, you found me out, and I would have gotten away with it too if it wasn’t for all you rotten kids… And the explosive sex I’ve had with them."

"BITCH! You’ll pay for that!" Concentrating with their combined might Emma and Jean began a psychic duel with the evil Xavier twin, the trio of ladies locked in place while they fought a battlefield in their minds.