Go train

After much though, you decide to head to the address Violet gave you. What's the worst that could happen? You enter the code on the card and the door slides open. Walking in, you find a gym equipped with a few exercise machines around a mostly empty middle area where a padded mat covers the floor. The ceiling is very high, going up about four stories. A bunch of dummies are scattered throughout the room.

"Hello? Violet?" you call out. Suddenly, the plastic men spring to life with a purple glow. Before you have a chance to react, you are pinned to the ground under a pile of plastic. It's weird, but it almost feels like the dummies are groping your breasts and rubbing up against your crotch. You find yourself getting a little aroused in spite of yourself as you struggle to escape. Your grunts of effort are cut off with a squeak of surprise as something definitely just found its way under the waistband of your pants.

"Lesson one: Always have your guard up." Violet steps into the room and the dummies crumple back into limp bodies, leaving you gasping for air. "You never know when a seemingly safe environment will become deadly." She helps you to your feet.

"Thanks..." you say, clearly more annoyed than grateful.

"Look I know what my rep is. And you're not going to like everything we do here. But it's for your own good, so you don't fuck up out there." She picks up one of the dummies. "And if I happen to get some entertainment out of it, that's an added bonus." She winks at you as she rubs the plastic hand over your crotch. "Now suit up so we can start." She gives you a firm slap on the ass that almost makes you jump.

Suiting up for you just means taking off your outer garments. Your silver bikini is already on. You bend over, placing your clothes in your bag and drawing out a whistling cat call from Violet.

"I gotta say, I like your style. Not afraid to let that ass just hang out for all to see." You straighten up and put your hands behind you to block her view.

"It's not exactly by choice," you say as you turn to face her.

"Whatever. You wouldn't wear it if you didn't like it. Lesson two: Sexuality is a very valuable weapon. Most of the men and a surprising number of the women in this town are thoroughly distracted by a nice pair of tits and a firm ass." Violet grabs her own breasts through her top for emphasis. "My uniform isn't as slutty as yours - no offense - but I can't tell you the number of guys I've taken out while they were too busy staring at my pokies to care." She looks you over, leering at every inch of bare skin. "The only problem is that when you do your little fire thingy, it blocks the view. Any chance you can have your fire up, but still show off some T&A?"

"Umm kind of." Fire sprouts from your arms, legs and head. "But I only really do that to fly around. In combat I need my flames up to protect myself. Plus, I think I look more intimidating like this." You complete the transformation and let the fire swirl around your whole body.

"Ehh sexy you can pull off. Nice tits. Good figure. Scary... not so much."

You rise up off the ground, intensifying your flames. "You mean to tell me this isn't scary?"

"Meh. Maybe to a street thug. But the real baddies won't be afraid of a little fire. Sexy still works though. Unless it's a robot. Well...mostly. Whatever. We're getting off track. Lesson two is on sexiness, not intimidation." She floats up into the air to your altitude. Her purple eyes gaze into yours and you notice a sly grin on her face as she floats closer to you. You flinch a little as she raises a hand, but it is only to brush your fiery hair over your ear and you relax as Violet's hand traces through your flames along your neck. "Sometimes..." Her voice has changed to a more husky tone as her hand continues moving along your shoulder now. "The best way..." She starts playing with the strap of your top between her fingers. "To deal with an opponent...." She tilts her head, leaning in toward you lips-first. You close your eyes and reach out with your lips, preparing for the kiss... And suddenly you find yourself hurtling toward the ground, slamming face first into the mat below with a thud. "Is through sexuality." Violet finishes her thought from above.

"Oof. Thanks for the advice," you say as you roll over. "But maybe next time just tell me without launching me into the ground?"

"Don't question my methods. Plus, I had to learn if you were into chicks as much as you're into dicks. Turns out, the answer is yes."

"Hey! That's not fair. I was **** in the warehouse! And you're supposed to be teaching me. I thought-"

"Okay first off," Violet cuts you off, "every idiot bad guy in this city has a love potion or horny ray or whatever. It's like getting some action is the entire reason for their life of crime. You're going to have to learn to deal with that or you're going to end up in a pile of cum every goddamn time. We'll work on that though, now that I know you suck at it. And second, what was lesson one?"

Son of a "Always have your guard up..." you mumble.

"What was that?" Violet asks as she lands next to you.

"Always have your fucking guard up!" you shout, slamming a fist into the mat.

"Good. Maybe something is starting to sink into that thick skull of yours." She lands next to you and helps you to your feet. "We could practice your flirting or whatever, but I assume you know how to strut your stuff and pick up a guy, so I don't think I need to waste my time on that. Or do I?" You roll your eyes at her. "Just remember it's a two way street. They're going to be trying to get your panties wet too. Now, did you want to work on your flight skills or ground skills?" Given her controlling style, you're a little surprised she's giving you a choice.