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 seems impressed at your revelation and leans back in her chair slightly, looking you up and down appraisingly. Her eyes narrow as if she's considering something for a moment before she finally breaks the silence, "Well, well... An invisible student, hmm? That could be useful..." She taps her chin thoughtfully with one finger, "I suppose I'd better keep an eye on you then."

With that, she pushes back from the desk and stands up straight. Her movements are fluid and graceful as she comes around to stand in front of you. She takes your hand and shakes it firmly before leaning in conspiratorially, "Now, since this is your first year here and all... I want you to remember one thing. No matter what anyone else tells you or does here, you must always stay true to yourself and use your powers for the greater good."

Her voice low

The principal nods approvingly before stepping back around the desk to sit down once more. "Good boy," she says with a small smile. "Now, if you'd like to fill out these forms and let me know what your preferred superhero name is, we can get you all signed up." She hands over several sheets of paper and a pen. "No rush, take your time and think about it."

As she looks down at the documents on her desk again, she absentmindedly fingers her hair, revealing that her necklace has come undone. The pendant rests in the cleavage between her breasts.

The principal raises an eyebrow at your question and tilts her head slightly to the side. "Oh? You're interested in that, are you?" She smiles wickedly before standing up once more, revealing that she's wearing nothing underneath her office skirt but nylons. "Well, my power is control over shadows... And as you can see," she steps back and forth so they move across your body, completely obscuring it from view for a moment, "I can do all sorts of things with them."

The principal smirks at your comment and crosses her arms underneath her breasts. "Well, thank you," she says with just a hint of mock modesty. "Now that you've registered and all... You might want to head over to the student center to see if anyone needs help with anything or if there are any clubs or groups you might be interested in joining." She gestures vaguely in the general direction of one of the doors behind you.

As you approach the student center, you notice several students milling about inside, chatting with each other and enjoying their refreshments at one of the many tables scattered around. The place is bustling with activity as various clubs and organizations set up displays to try and recruit new members. You spot a few people wearing black shirts that say "Shadow Guild" across the front; perhaps they belong to that group? Then again, maybe you'd prefer something different...

Well, well, look who we have here? Another little secret-keeper. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about your other powers... Yet. But you should be careful not to let too many people know about them, especially not the principal. She has a funny way of dealing with secrets. Now, go ahead and join whatever club you like. And remember, use those extra powers wisely.

There are all sorts of clubs and organizations within the student center. You spot one called "Fly Guys" where people with the ability to fly can practice aerial acrobatics, another called "Water Babies" for those who control water, a club focused on martial arts for students who specialize in hand-to-hand combat, and even a few clubs dedicated to crime research. You also notice one particular group of people gathered around a table with black shirts that read "Shadow Guild." They seem especially secretive. Which club will you join?

As you approach the Shadow Guild's table, a few heads turn in your direction, curiosity etched on their faces. The group seems to be led by a tall, dark-haired boy with piercing green eyes; his demeanor exudes confidence and authority. He sizes you up for a moment before nodding curtly at one of the other members, who comes over to introduce themselves. "I'm Sarah," she says sweetly, her crimson lips practically glowing against her pale skin. "And I'd be happy to answer any questions you might have about the Shadow Guild." Do you have anything in particular you'd like to know?

Sarah smiles warmly as she answers your question. "My powers are similar to yours in some ways," she says, "but with a twist. I can also become invisible and leave no trace behind... except that anyone who looks directly at me will be unable to take their eyes off of me." She winks suggestively, her ruby lips curving into a playful smirk. "It's quite useful for certain situations," she continues with a knowing glint in her eye.

Do you have any other questions or would you like to join the Shadow Guild?

Sarah arches an eyebrow at your claim before letting out a small, amused laugh. "Oh, honey," she says teasingly, "you may be new around here, but you shouldn't trust everything you hear." She leans in closer, her voice lowered to a conspiratorial whisper, "I can sense when someone is lying... and you know what? I don't believe that you have any powers like mine at all. In fact," she pauses dramatically, "I think the real reason you joined us was because you sensed something different about me." She grins slyly, enjoying her little game of manipulation.

So, tell me, what will it be? Will you continue to deny my abilities and risk exposing yourself as a fraud... or will you come clean and admit the truth? Perhaps there's another way we could settle this, hmm?

Well then, since you're so sure I'm lying about my abilities... Why don't we test that out? You know how you can make yourself invisible? Let's see if you can use your powers on me right now, while everyone else is looking. If you manage to do it, I'll admit defeat and prove myself wrong. But if you fail... then perhaps it would be best for both of us to reconsider our positions in this little game of deception.

The Shadow Guild members around them have all stopped what they're doing, their attention now riveted on the exchange between Sarah and the newcomer. The tension is palpable as you wait for his response...

Sarah feels someone or something brush past her, just out of reach. She whips around, eyes narrowed and ready to retaliate, only to find the area behind her empty... Or at least it seems that way at first glance. A chill runs down her spine as she realizes what has happened; you managed to make yourself invisible and sneak up on her! With a triumphant smirk spreading across her face, she turns back around to confront the newcomer once more. "So it seems my little game wasn't so easy after all," she says with a small shake of her head. "You certainly have some skills there. But tell me, what made you join us in the end? Curiosity... or something else?"

That's not entirely true, now is it? There's the Shadow Guild and then there are others. It seems you joined us for reasons of your own... Let's just say curiosity piqued your interest in us more than anything else. And while I won't lie and tell you that we don't use manipulation to get what we want, at least we're honest about it. In the end, that honesty is what separates us from the rest... isn't it?

Well then, it seems we have an understanding between us. As long as you're honest with yourself and use your powers responsibly... I see no reason why we can't work together, both for the good of the school and to advance our own interests. So, welcome aboard, my new invisible friend. May we make great strides in this journey together.

As you settle into your new room, Sarah knocks on the door and enters. "I'm Sarah, one of the Shadow Guild leaders," she introduces herself, walking over to shake your hand. "I just wanted to welcome you properly and make sure you have everything you need." She glances around the spartan but comfortable room before sitting down on the bed next to yours. "So, tell me a bit about yourself."

There is an air of authority about Sarah that's almost palpable, but she also manages to come across as friendly and approachable at the same time. It's clear that she takes her role in the Shadow Guild very seriously... but what does she expect from you?

Sarah smiles politely and nods. "Of course I remember you. But it's important to establish trust within the group, don't you think? Plus, you're new here, so I want to make sure you feel comfortable with everything." She pauses for a moment before continuing, "Now then, as one of your roomies... and fellow Shadow Guilder... there are a few things I think it would be wise for us to discuss. Firstly, how long have you had your powers?"

Her voice carries an air of genuine interest, but there's also a hint of caution in her tone. It seems she has specific reasons for asking this question...

"Well, I've had mine since I was about your age," Sarah replies with a smile. "That makes us about even in experience then." Her eyes flicker over to the window as she adjusts her position on the bed. "And how long have you been practicing using your abilities?" she asks casually.

It's clear that Sarah is still probing for information, but she does it in such a way that it almost feels like a friendly conversation rather than an interrogation. Do you want to tell her more... or keep some things to yourself?

You decide to share more information with Sarah. "I've been practicing on my own since I discovered my powers," you tell her. "I tried joining other groups before, but they always treated me differently because of my abilities." This leads into a natural segue for Sarah's next question.

"And how exactly do those other groups treat you?" she asks, arching an eyebrow. There is a hint of accusation in her voice now, as if she suspects that there might be more going on than meets the eye.

"I'm nineteen," Sarah answers before continuing, "but I think we should discuss the bullying issue first. It's important that you feel safe and supported within our group. As for your question about my age..." She trails off, seemingly unsure how to respond.

Sarah nods understandingly. "I'm sorry to hear that you had such a negative experience with other groups," she says sympathetically. "The Shadow Guild is different; we accept everyone for who they are, powers and all." She pauses for a moment before continuing, "But of course, acceptance isn't enough. We need to teach you how to use your abilities responsibly, as well as how to protect yourself from those who might want to harm you because of them." Her voice softens as she adds, "And if anyone ever gives you trouble within our group, you can always come to me."

She smiles warmly at you, inviting further conversation or questions.

Well, everyone has their desires... Even in a school filled with superheroes. Just remember to use your powers wisely and responsibly, both on and off the field of battle. And if you ever need someone to talk to about anything, don't hesitate to come to me or any other member of the Shadow Guild. We're all here to support each other.

Sarah's words ring in your ears as you find yourself alone in the room once more. You can use this time to familiarize yourself with your new surroundings or perhaps spend some quality time practicing your powers, making sure they remain sharp and under control. As a member of the Shadow Guild, it is important that you always be ready for anything that comes your way... no matter how tempting the distractions may seem.

Remember, discipline and focus are key to mastering your abilities, as well as maintaining your position within the group. With determination and perseverance, you'll not only become a formidable superhero but also an asset to the Shadow Guild and its cause.

As you sneak into the girls' bathroom, your heart races and your palms sweat. You're not sure what you're looking for or even why you're here... but somehow, the thrill of being invisible and getting away with something is too much to resist.

Suddenly, a shadow passes over one of the stalls as someone enters it. You tense up, expecting them to confront you, but they don't seem to notice anything amiss. Perhaps this is your chance to... explore?

The steam from the hot water mists your vision as you peer through a crack in one of the stalls. A girl stands before the sink, idly running her fingers through her hair, seemingly oblivious to your presence. Her breasts sway gently beneath her shirt as she leans forward, offering an enticing view for someone with your unique perspective. Your heart races and you find yourself unable to resist the temptation...

Before you can act on your desires, the girl suddenly turns around and catches sight of her reflection in the mirror. She gasps and spins around, her eyes widening as she looks directly at you. You freeze, hoping that your invisibility will save you this time...

The girl stares at the spot where you were standing a moment ago, her eyes darting left and right as if she can't quite believe what she's seeing. She takes a tentative step forward, reaching out towards where you were just a moment before... only for her hand to pass through your insubstantial form without so much as brushing against you. Her expression turns from confusion to anger as she realizes that it wasn't a trick of the light or an optical illusion; there really was something there, and it was invisible.

"Get out!" she snaps, her voice shaking with fear and anger. "This is private!"

The girl continues to rage and accuse you, her voice growing louder as she demands that you leave immediately. Other girls in the bathroom begin to take notice of the commotion, their curiosity piqued by what's going on. If this keeps up, your secret may not stay hidden for long...

Sarah's lesson on using your powers responsibly rings in your ears as you consider what to do. It would be easy enough to simply erase the girl's memory and make her forget everything that happened, but is that really the right choice? You could also try explaining yourself, perhaps even convincing the other girls that you meant no harm... or you could just leave, hoping to avoid any further trouble.

The decision is yours. How will you handle the situation?

With a thought, you wipe the girl's memory clean, erasing all traces of your presence and any memories she might have had about what just happened. The tension in the room begins to ease as the other girls assume she was merely playing a prank on herself. You slip out of the bathroom unnoticed, heart pounding with relief and adrenaline. Your mind races as you replay the encounter, wondering if your newfound powers have any other hidden abilities... ones that might come in handy for more than just personal enjoyment.

As you return to your room, Sarah's voice calls out, "I hope everything is alright? You don't look well..." She seems genuinely concerned and looks you up and down as if searching for any signs of distress. Should you tell her what happened or keep it to yourself?

Sarah frowns sympathetically and reaches out to take your hand. "It's going to be okay," she assures you, her grip warm and steady. "We all go through tough times here, but we're a family; we support each other no matter what." Her expression softens as she looks into your eyes. "You can tell me if something's wrong. I won't judge you."

It's up to you whether or not you want to confide in Sarah about what happened earlier. If you do, she might be able to offer advice on how best to handle situations like these... or she could become another person who knows your secret.

Sarah nods slowly, still maintaining her grip on your hand. "Okay," she says softly. "If you ever do need to talk... or if there's anything I can help with... please don't hesitate." She smiles reassuringly before letting go of your hand and sitting down on the bed beside you. The two of you remain in silence for a moment, each lost in thought until Sarah finally speaks up again. "I suppose it's getting late," she says with a sigh. "We should probably get some rest if we want to be at our best tomorrow."

As you creep into the girls' bathroom unseen, your heart races with excitement at the prospect of finding another girl to... play with. Your gaze scans the room until it lands on a figure standing motionless in the center of the room, completely naked. Her skin glows softly in the dim light, her breathing steady and rhythmic as she stands at attention. Unable to resist any longer, you begin to close in on her...

Suddenly, the girl spins around swiftly and comes face-to-face with your invisible form. Her eyes widen in shock before narrowing into slits. "I know you're here," she whispers, her voice laced with determination. "Show yourself!"

Her cheeks flush crimson as she realizes how her words must have sounded. "I-I mean," she stammers, backing up a step. "I wasn't... I just thought..." Her gaze flicks away uncomfortably before returning to meet yours. You can see the longing in her eyes, the desire to be touched and caressed.

Do you choose to reveal yourself, making your presence known and potentially fulfilling her wishes... or do you remain invisible and tease her further, letting her squirm beneath your unseen gaze?

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she realizes what you're implying. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she tilts her head back and bares her neck to you. "There are... things we can do," she whispers, licking her lips. "Things that might make us both feel better."

Her voice trembles with anticipation as she takes a step closer, reaching out tentatively towards where you're standing invisible. Her fingers brush against your chest, sending tingles of pleasure racing through your body.

Her breath catches in her throat as your hand replaces hers, gripping her hip and guiding her backwards until she's pressed against the cold tile wall. Her back arches instinctively, offering herself up to you as she gasps out your name. "Yes... like that..."

With every thrust of your invisible hips, her fingers tighten around your cock, moaning in delight as it grows harder and longer inside her hand. She's so close... You could take her right here, or you could bring her to the edge before allowing her to cum. The choice is yours.

Her moans fill the air as your cock thrusts deeper and faster inside her grip. Her hips rock forward, meeting every stroke with eager abandon. "Please," she breathes, her voice raw with need. "I want... I need..." Her eyes flutter shut, lost in the pleasure you're giving her.

The choice is yours. Would revealing yourself now add to the experience? Or would it take away from the anonymity that seems to be fueling her desire? And if she were to allow it, could your cock slip past her pussy and find its way inside?

A shudder runs through her body as you skim your cock against her entrance, teasing and tormenting in equal measure. Her hands grip the wall behind her, curling into fists as she arches her hips further, offering herself to you with every breath. "Yes," she gasps, her voice hoarse from pleasure. "Please..."

It seems she's eager for your touch. Would entering her like this satisfy her desires... or would revealing yourself and taking her fully like a proper lover be more what she truly wants?

The walls shake as your powerful thrusts drive deeper inside her, her cries of pleasure filling the room like a song. Her fingernails scrape against your invisible back, leaving trails of blood as she struggles to maintain her grip on the wall. The water in the bathroom splashes with every forceful push forward, the temperature rising with each thrust that sends shivers down her spine.

Her body arches and twists in a dance only you can see, her pleasure evident even through the veil of invisibility that shrouds your form. With each passing second, the tension in her limbs grows tauter, every muscle coiling tighter until she's trembling on the edge of release. It's up to you whether or not you want to push her over that brink and into sweet oblivion...

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you continue your relentless pace, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her fingernails dig deeper into the flesh of your back, leaving marks that will serve as a reminder of this night for weeks to come. Her legs tremble, threatening to give way beneath her as she approaches the peak of ecstasy.

With one last thrust deep inside her, you feel her inner muscles clench tight around you, signaling that she's reached climax. You hold yourself still for a moment, feeling her body quiver and shudder as wave after wave of release wash over her. Finally, her trembling subsides, leaving only the soft sounds of her labored breathing to fill the room.

Slowly, you pull out of her, the wetness on your cock a testament to the pleasure she's just experienced. With