Rogue

Rogue is a young southern belle with a curvaceous figure and long locks of brown hair, apart from the front where the bangs of thick hair are white instead.

She is also a mutant, with superhuman strength and endurance as well as the ability to fly, and a more peculiar trait. Upon making skin-contact with another person, Rogue instantly absorbs their memories, psyches and abilities. Holding no control of this odd power, Rogue is all too aware of it, and of its side effects.
Because for some reason, perhaps as a manifestation of her childhood dreams of being popular and desirable, the person with whom Rogue comes into contact is immediately made the subject of an unstoppable lust for her, without regards to their view of her or even of their own sexualities.

The first to experience this ability was Mystique, the leader of the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants and Rogue’s foster-mother, who had patted Rogue’s naked shoulder on the morning of Rogue’s eighteenth birthday. Thankfully, the couple were alone, sparing Rogue the eternal embarrassment of having someone else see her have her pussy licked by her step-mother.

Of course, despite Rogue’s precautions, skin-contact with her team-mates in the Brotherhood proved unavoidable in the longer scheme of things, her outfit would tear to reveal skin or she would stumble when dressed in her revealing, civilian outfits. The fact that her team-mates caught on to what was the result of her touching them, or the opposite, didn't help either, as few of them were opposed to the prospect of fucking her first and then blaming it on her odd powers.
The situation turned real ugly when Rogue found herself being fucked by a madly aroused Blob, the mutant super-villain whose rather ridiculous primary ability is **** obesity.

After that traumatic experience, Rogue decided that she had no other choice but to learn how to control her power, something which would **** her to leave the Brotherhood, an organization more aimed at committing crimes rather than educating budding young mutants barely out of their teens.

Mystique, confused by her attraction for Rogue which had developed after their admittedly few and unintentional sexual encounters, had agreed with her step-daughter’s decision.

So now, Rogue had left the Brotherhood’s lair, and was poised to seek out the person whom she had decided was to be her teacher.