Taboostress. Not that it helps her.

Her eyes opened as slowly as they had the night after Ultimamom's bachelorette party (not that she'd actually gotten married, having ripped off her billionaire fiancé before the wedding, a crime for which he'd made her pay far more than Ultramom, or the few days she'd spent in jail before busting out). That night she'd drunk and fucked more than ever before and it was nothing compared to the fucking she'd just gotten, her body ached from being pounded into the floor, her cunt was sore, but in a just-worked-out-past-limits sense, not a something's-wrong-and-broken sense.

The softening cock still in it and the man atop her made it difficult to focus, but she could focus enough to realize what had happened, basically. If she touched him, there was a good chance he and his power would rouse again, and this time they might fuck to ****. Besides, she didn't have the energy, or the strength to shove the heavier man off her. Ditto for turning into Taboo, though then it might only be Pleasure's body which died. Taboo's power of releasing fetishes and subconscious desires would not be helpful against a man who was unrestrained lust.

So instead, she changed into what she'd had for lunch last time she'd been out. A turkey sandwich. No nerves, nothing for Pleasure to activate. He woke up when he fell from her body width to the hard floor, crushing the sandwich. His eyes opened too, and he looked down to find his cock inside a turkey. Confused, but not actually stupid, he remembered what Taboostress's power was and looked around for something to contain the sandwich. From what he knew about people with similar powers, a standard limitation was neither shapeshifters, nor replacers could transform into something larger than the space available to contain it, as otherwise they'd have a tendency to die, crushed, or appearing inside a solid object.

He wrapped the turkey sandwich in her, or Taboo's costume, tying it tightly around the sandwich in as many ways as possible. He took a moment, as he restrained a turkey sandwich in the costume of the supervillain turned supervillainess who had captured him and swapped him out of his body and into the body of their shared son, to note that his life was weird. He shook it off, as he had shaken off so many past traumatic experiences (though this one definitely had its upsides) and went looking in their computer systems for information on what exactly had caused him to go nuts in that manner. He'd been horny before, but that was absurd. Besides, he thought as he realized that for one of the first times in his life his, or Pleasure's, body ached, there might well be information in there about where Pleasure had gone in his body and what they were planning, as well on instructions on reversing this process.