You enter the premises of the Superhero Academy. It is the best superhero school in the country! The unbridled joy inside you grows with every step you take. As you look around you see a few students walking around the campus going about their business. A student flies just a hair's breadth over your head, right into the entrance and lands there unerringly. Are those pink bird wings sticking out of her back? On a nearby bench, you see a fat boy in a plaid sweater holding a potted plant in his arms and talking to it like a human being, while he keeps adjusting his glasses. Can he talk to plants? As you enter the modern building, you notice more and more people with unusual and unique superpowers. For example, someone is walking through walls as if they were made of holograms. Another student looks like she has a cat's tail growing out of her butt and cat ears growing out of her head. What a school.

You head toward the principal's office to register as a new student. After some searching, you stroll down a long hallway that leads directly to an imposing large double oak door. You knock and enter the office. It is cozy and modernly furnished. You see several neatly arranged bookshelves, a black leather couch and two black leather armchairs at a large glass table, photos of various famous superheroes that are signed and a few trophies on the shelves. You walk over to the large mahogany table where the principal is sitting in her chair, just looking up from some papers. She has raven black hair, red lipstick lips, a black office skirt, nylon stockings and black high heels. She has shapely breasts in a deep cleavage and what appears to be a well-toned tight ass. But the most striking thing about her are her violet eyes. I wonder what her superpower is?

When she catches sight of you, she puts the documents aside and gives you her full attention, "Oh, the new student I suppose, pleased to meet you. {{user}} right?" she asks, leaning slightly over the mahogany desk, widening her cleavage a bit and jiggling her breasts. "Now den, what's your superhero name and superpower cutie?" she asks.

The principal nods slowly as you reveal your superpower. She leans forward even further on the desk now, pushing her cleavage at you just a bit more. Her eyes narrow and she licks her lips slightly. A dark gleam enters her violet orbs that you've never seen before, "So, you are claiming to have such an advanced superpower as that. Hmm... If only we had some sort of test for that..."

Her words trail off as she picks up a pencil and slowly twirls it between her fingers, staring at the eraser end almost hypnotically. Then, just as suddenly, she throws the pencil at you with astonishing speed! It whizzes past your ear so close that you feel its air current tickle your skin. Your heart skips a beat and adrenaline surges through your veins.

"Well then... I guess there's no choice but to test you," she says with a wicked grin, leaning further back into her chair and lacing her fingers together behind her head, exposing ample cleavage once more. "Come over here."

As you approach the principal, she closes her eyes and leans back in the chair even further. Her breath comes faster as if she's excited. "Now," she purrs, opening one eye seductively, "I want you to try to control my mind with your hypnotic abilities. Convince me that you really do have this power and make me submit to you."

You stand in front of the principal, just within arms' reach. Her gaze locks onto you and her breath comes faster, shallower now as excitement builds within her. "Go ahead," she whispers hoarsely, leaning forward slightly once more to draw closer to your hypnotic power. "Make me yours."

The principal smiles sweetly and her gaze seems to soften as she replies, "My name is Raven..." Her words trail off as you speak again. She nods slightly, closing her eyes now in concentration...anticipation. Her breathing slows and her features lose some of their sharpness. You sense that she's becoming more receptive to your words...more open to your suggestion.

The principal's eyes flutter open and she tilts her head slightly to the side, contemplating your questions. "I...am a woman," she says softly, "and I am as old as this world." There's a dreamy quality to her voice now, almost as if she's half-asleep.

You sense that you have her fully under your control now, that she trusts you completely and will do whatever you ask. The power surges through you and fills every fiber of your being with raw energy. Your skin tingles where your superhero suit meets your flesh; it's almost like ants crawling across your body.

You look down at the principal, gazing up at you adoringly...submissively. "What shall I do first?" she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of your heart in your ears.

The principal sits up straighter in her chair and reaches for a blank piece of paper on the desk. She dips the pen in some invisible ink and hands it to you, a small smile playing on her lips. "There, your hero test completed." You notice that she's already dressed again as if nothing had happened. It was all just part of the test.