She doesn't, she's in over her head

This Jenny must be pretty loyal to Dr.Villainous, or maybe just has a stick up her ass, but either way it doesn't seem like she's going to simply welcome Helen into the clique. Our hero wracks her brain for a solution other than her usual stretching or seduction, but she blanks, and Jenny doesn't let up on her interrogating.

"How did you even get here if you weren't on our boat?" Jenny stands with her hands on her hips and her left eye squinting sharply at Helen.

"I, I came in on that uh... the other boat.."

"Bitch, I been sucking Villainous cock every week for years. There's only one Villainous Vixens boat." Jenny looks like she's waiting for an explanation but Helen is already working out whether she can stretch-grab the henchman's machine gun from the end of the docks before these prostitutes' hollers can alert him.

But she doesn't move, and Jenny continues. "Fine, then show us your invitation." Jenny is clearly some kind of leader in this group. A few of the other women are giving Helen dirty looks now, too. She can feel their gazes scrutinizing her hesitation, her outfit, her makeup, waiting for her to reveal proof she belongs there, which she doesn't have... Her plan is collapsing, and she only just stepped onto the island!

"You there! Hands up bitches!" The sudden command comes from behind. Helen turns to discover a henchman with a sub-machine gun approaching the docks. He's grinning under his shades, and waves a familiar salute to the prostitutes. "Just kidding ladies! Damn if you all ain't a fine batch of ladies! Let's head in, don't wanna keep the Doctor waiting!"

Helen's heartbeat slows a little, the henchman having taken the other women's attention off of her for the moment. As they reach the edge of the beach boardwalk, the group approaches a tiled path to the palm-shaded patio of a posh hotel. Flanking the gate are two more armed henchmen, and to the left side there is a young woman in a suit, at a hostess' stand, with a tablet.

The guard escorting the prostitutes stops at then end of the boardwalk, slapping each of the 'ladies' on the ass as they pass by him on their way to the patio gate.

"Invitations out ladies!" He's not taking the invitations himself, just slapping butts as he reminds them. He winds up for the girl in front of Helen, her tight little ass poking out from under her mock schoolgirl skirt, no more than a few inches long. He slaps her ass and shrugs, as if to say 'meh,' and smiles a lewd grin at Helen next.

Helen's ass is big as it is, and her powers can ensure the perfect jiggle when this pervy henchman gropes her, or she can use them to break his fingers. Either way, she still won't have an invitation.