Ogress has the time of her life, while another villainess tries X-Hot-Ic

"Our next contestant is the kind of girl who'll make your wife GREEN with envy," The DJ's voice crowed. "Will her moves win her the cup? You be the judge! Give it up for our next talented amateur, Jennifer O!"

The curtains parted and the Ogress strode on to the stage of the strip club, sashaying towards the center stage, she seized the polished brass pole in her hand, swinging her entire body into the motion before coiling her legs around it. She had an aggressive style to her dance, and her moves were hungry and sensual, grinding against the pole and gyrating her body like a belly-dancer. The crowd loved it, their hands waving bills at her as she began to shimmy out of her top and toss it into the face of a cheering patron who acted like he was hit with a thrown towel.

It couldn't get any better than this!

*

Wheeling herself over to the front gates of the Xavier Institute the elderly crone cracked into a smile as she watched the students step through the gates, oblivious to her presence as she telepathically wiped their memory of her moving up the cobblestone path.

Casasandra Nova was practically shaking with anticipation, gripping onto the bottle she had special ordered through the mail, she made her way up to the stairs of the main entrance. Raising the bottle of X-Hot-Ic up to her eyes to see it, the evil twin of Xavier hacked a dry laugh before opening the cap and taking a heavy swig, nearly finishing off half the bottle right then and there.

Then it hit her.

All at once her skin began to come alive with activity, wrinkles disappearing and tightening back into life and vitality as the muscles in her limbs became defined and strong. Her cloths, once small enough to fit the frail form of either a 70 pound old woman or a broom strained to near bursting as new curves and healthy muscle bulked out from the rail thin limbs and torso sitting on the wheel chair. Buttons bursting off the jacket top to give way to E cup breasts and a heaving chest, her black skirt slowly crawling up to mid-thigh to give room to long vibrant legs. Wriggling in her chair and breathing in heavy pants of gasping breaths of air, Cassandra caught herself sitting up and standing under her own power, relishing the strength to stand for the first time when a new sensation caught her attention.

Her scalp was becoming fuzzy, wrinkled skin smoothed and filled out with a sudden follicle growth that filled out and curled until she had a shock of black hair to match her piercing blue eyes. With her booming heart calming down to a slower beat the now 20 something bombshell looked down at herself and forced herself not to laugh out loud with cruel mirth.

"Watch out dear BROTHER, your sister is home… And she’s planning to tear down your precious school down to the ground!"

Kicking the offending wheel chair behind her into the bushes and out of sight, ‘Cassy’ sashayed herself up the stairs and into the school. Once she stepped into the main lobby of the school, one of the students stopped dead in his tracks, blinking back at the tall, curvaceous woman standing in front of him.

"Um, who are you?" Iceman asked.

"Oh, don't you remember?" Cassandra Nova purred as she reached out with her telepathy. "I'm Cassy Norton, the new teacher at the school. I'm starting today."

"Oh--"

"You're cute," "Cassy" giggled. "You wanna show me around?"

*

Ogress squealed as she felt the cold water splash against her chest. The crowd whooped as she gyrated her torso, making her breasts wobble and swing. Her T-shirt quickly became translucent, sticking to her emerald skin and giving the audience a clear view of her hardening nipples. She turned her back and thrust her butt up, putting herself on display. The guy with the hose obliged, spraying her booty-shorts until they looked painted on, giving the crowd a look at the crease of her pussy under the wet fabric.

She'd had so much fun today! First there was the amateur pole-dancing competition, then there was the jell-o wrestling match, now a wet T-shirt competition... and she'd won them all! She never felt so sexy...