Face her

She is still in a cell and you need to get that weapon from her.

"Iliana, you need to stop using The Weapon. Please hand it over."

She walks up to the bars, careful not to touch the **** shield beyond and smiles. "Don't be silly dear. I'm not going to stop using this any more than you are going to stop fucking women."

"What? I've never fucked a women. I'm not a lesbian!"

She simply smiles. "You're not a lesbian?" The last word is so quiet you barely hear hear it.

Then it hits you "LESBIAN!" You nearly scream. Every memory of any sexual encounter loses all importance. You can no longer remember the touch of a man ever even turning you on, let alone brining you to orgasm. You lust after women you barely met. You desired all of them and had none.

You look in front of you at the strange gorgeous creature that is Illiana. She waves her hand and the bars melt and **** shield dissipates. You can barely keep from charging at her and begging to eat her pussy.

She smiles a knowing smile. "One more thing pet."

Suddenly you feel incredible pain like the worst headache you have ever had. You can actually feel you skull cracking. You close you eyes. When you open them you know everything. Well, not everything. Certainly less than the goddess in front of you. She steps toward you and you meet her in a perfect kiss.

People often say a perfect kiss, but it is rarely true. You did the calculations. Your kiss is literally perfect, mathematically speaking.

She pushes you down giving you access to her pussy. You begin licking. You have simmering lust and the knowledge of billions of lesbians for technique. Iliana is soon moaning in ecstasy and returning the favor.

In moments you both come.