Emma Frost

I choose to fight the White Queen of Marvel, Emma Frost. She waits in the other side of the arena, wearing a white strapless top that barely contains her ample breasts leaving her toned abdomen exposed, white trousers and high heeled boots. She has a bored expression on her face.

In her world she is a powerful telepath along with having the ability to change into a diamond form that renders her near invulnerable

I decide to make the first move and start running towards her. As I get closer, my mind starts becoming hazy and I slow down.

I am brought out of my stupor by an explosion of pain from my groin.

Emma had used her mind control to freeze me in place. She then walked right up to me, held my shoulders to steady herself, and drove her knee up into my balls as hard as she could.

She steps back as I fall forward to my knees clutching myself. I look up and see that Emma is showboating to the crowd.