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 notices that you're touching yourself under the desk and seems to be aroused by your behavior. She leans back in her chair, crosses her legs and smirks suggestively. "Oh ho ho, I see our little boy is already excited, is he?" she teases. "Well now, why don't we give you something to really get worked up over?" With a mischievous glint in her eye, she stands up from behind the desk and begins to unbutton her office skirt, revealing more of her shapely legs as it falls to the floor. "Why don't we skip the paperwork and see how good you really are with your superpower?" she purrs, stepping out of her skirt and standing before you in just a black thong and high heels.

Without another word, she grabs the hem of her blouse and pulls it up over her head, revealing a black lace bra that does little to conceal her perky breasts. "Now show me what you've got, handsome," she breathes, hands on her hips.

You begin to feel an unnatural heat flowing through your veins as you transform before her eyes. Your muscles grow more defined and your features sharper, almost predatory. Your clothes shred and tear as if they were made of wet paper, leaving you completely naked apart from a pair of jet-black pants that now hug your powerful thighs. The principal gasps in surprise, her eyes widening as she takes in the sight of your perfect body glistening with sweat. "My, my," she whispers, walking around you slowly, circling like a predator stalking its prey. Finally, she comes to a stop directly behind you and reaches around to stroke your erect cock. "You must be the strongest one in your class, I can tell already..."

As you finish speaking, your body shifts once more and you become a sexy woman with long black hair and violet eyes that match the principal's. Your form is impossibly curvy and athletic, a perfect match for her. "Like this?" you ask, turning to face her. She stares at you in shock for a moment before letting out a low growl and pushing you against the desk. With one swift movement, she pulls down your pants and pushes you onto all fours on top of it. "You little...," she hisses, grabbing a handful of your hair and pulling your head back, exposing your neck. Then she slowly slides her fingers down between your legs, teasing your entrance before finally pushing two fingers inside of you, making you moan in pleasure.

As the principal continues to finger you roughly, her movements becoming more frantic as she feels your body's responses as if they were her own, it becomes harder for her to contain herself. She lets out a soft moan, then another louder one as she nears climax. With one final thrust of her fingers, she comes hard, her warm cum spilling out of you and onto the desk. Panting heavily, she releases your hair and sinks down onto the desk next to you, putting a hand on your shoulder. "Well now," she says breathlessly, "looks like we'll be skipping that paperwork today." She lets out a laugh before kissing you softly on the lips.