Dr. Thompson is a futa herself

"Hiding in plain sight." Dr. Thompson answers as she uncrosses her legs while sitting on her desk in front of Jinx and she sees a large bulge in her latex skirt. Jinx's eyes lock onto it as she realizes she is just a few feet away from her desire. She starts to get up and reach for it but her butt refuses to leave the chair, causing the therapist to grin.

"You forgot I ordered you not to get up Jinx. The room is feeling a bit stuffy though." Theresa says as she gets up and turns around and bends over the desk so her rubber covered ass is in the prisoner's face. She unzips the skirt and slowly shimmying her hips back in forth as the skirt slowly slides off. Although not using her magic, the display still has Jinx locked in a trance as she sees watches her therapist strip. The skirt falls to show Dr. Thompson's ass wrapped in dark translucent latex pantyhose and in between her thick thighs is a large cock and balls straining in a bulge.

"Oh my god." Jinx can't help but mutter as she sees the member. Theresa has a playful grin, more than happy to see the lust filled look in the villainness. She turns around and grabs the fly of her pantyhose, slowly unzipping it to tease Jinx. One by one the teeth of the zipper seperates until finally her dick is released. Standing tall at a thick 9 inches, a drop of precum sits atop the circumcised tip while a pair of apple sized testicles hangs beneath them. Jinx's jaw drops at the sight, her mouth watering as she wants to lick up that drop and see how much she can take in her throat.

"Holy shit..." Jinx whispers. "Maybe therapy will be more rewarding than I though Doc. How about you let me off this chair so you can really get to know your subject, inside and out." She says to tempt Theresa.