When someone was going to physically attack me, whether I was aware of it or not, (I have always liked Spiderman's Spider-sense) my thoughts and react...ions would speed up to double the normal speed. My body would maintain the appearance and form of a man 6' 1" and 225 Lbs but my body fat would never exceed 6 - 8%.Additionally, I would be immune to all forms of virus, bacteria, disease and toxin. In other words I would never get sick again. I would also be able to heal any injury 10 times as fast. It is my first time here to write down my experience. So I am an average looking boy doing my job. This story is about sex with one of my office colleagues.Coming to the story. I and my colleague were good friends. There was one thing that attracted me towards her was her boobs. She used to compress them very tightly in her bra. I always had a dream of fucking her and pressing and sucking those big boobs.Then one day my dream came true. Let me describe her. She was a typical brown Indian 5.6 in. " Looking down at the humiliated sissy saying, "No doubt that creature is terrified of what Dolorous has planned for her." Laughing uproariously she began to get dressed.First putting on a white lacy bra, then a pair of white nylon thong panties, hold up black nylon stockings, and a tight white mini dress that barley covered her tanned thighs with a pair of four inch stiletto heeled white shoes.Judy, looking at her daughter thought, 'Yes my dear you look every inch what you are, a beautiful. He wouldn’t show the force gave out in class. He was trying to be gentle with me. Damn it. I didn’t want gentle. I wanted him to yell, scream, and force me to do whatever he liked.“Sir?” I said knowing that was the wrong thing to call him.“Sensei, I’ve told you that a thousand times. It is Sensei, are you stupid?” “Don’t call me stupid!” I yelled. Anger flashed on his face.“Why the fuck are you here? You are obviously not interested in trying to do karate. Are you here just to make my life.