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Before Tidal Gal was out on the streets, defending her city from vicious criminals and super villains alike, she was just getting a start in her sleuthing career.

At the time, she was known only as Elise Trent: an odd, but fairly likable young woman of 18 years. Often wearing a friendly smile, it was rare that anyone had a poor thing to say about Elise, and her kindly eyes gave the feeling that she truly wished to be friends with everyone she met.

The truth wasn't far from that, but with the recent discovery of her own powers, Elise was becoming more and more suspicious of the people in the world around her, wondering if there might be others who shared similar abilities...and worse, with some of the fiery tempers at her school, she worried about what end they might use such abilities to.

On a typical day, in her very last semester of high school, Elise didn't go home when the final bells rang. She stayed behind at the school and wandered around, trying to see if she could find clues to lead her to any other enhanced students, and further, to find out if they were planning to use those powers for something sinister.

What she found was indeed trouble, but it wasn't with another student.

"Do you have a reason to be on the school grounds after hours, Elise?"

The world was a changing place. The days of being able to wander the school freely for an hour or two after class was over were dead and gone, replaced by an age of paranoia in which everyone was to be monitored, and every student had to be treated as a threat, even if they clearly meant no harm.

It wasn't the first time that the school counselor, Katrina Maven, had seen Elise spying on other students after hours. The soon-to-be super heroine had no idea she was being tracked the whole time, and she nearly jumped into the air as she felt a delicate hand upon her shoulder.

It was the words that left her without a reply, however; she never came up with a suitable alibi. " O-oh! Ms. Maven! I...I...uh..."

"You've been doing this for a few weeks now, Elise. If you weren't such a well-behaved student, I would have said something earlier, but you're starting to concern me with your activities. Are you planning something? Some kind of senior prank, perhaps?"

"No! My goodness, no! It's nothing like that!" Elise replied, telling the truth to start. "I...I just-

"You know what? I don't want to hear an excuse," Katrina interjected, as if she knew that she was about to hear a lie. "I think it would be for the best if we discussed this in my office...I don't suppose you're busy after school, tomorrow?"

Elise was planning to do a little more snooping the next day, as she was absolutely sure that she was on a hot lead of another student with super powers. The student wasn't going anywhere, however, and if she were to abide by Ms. Maven, she might be able to roam the school without such a need for stealth.

"S-sure," Elise stammered over her words. "I can talk to you then."

"I'm glad to hear that. For now, you'd better run home, before one of the administrators sees you. They're not as lenient about punishments as I am."

Nodding silently, Elise took a couple steps past Ms. Maven, feeling an odd fear of her counselor in that moment. She tried not to second guess her instincts as she walked rapidly for the door, unaware that the next day, she'd be encountering her first real villain.

**

Facing Ms. Maven in her office was supposed to be a comforting task: she was a counselor, meant to help guide students in the right direction, and chat with them when there was a mental or emotional issue they needed help with.

For some reason, putting her mother in the chair next to her made Elise as uncomfortable as she'd ever been in her life.

"I'm sorry for calling you out of your busy schedule, Mrs. Trent, but I'm sure you understand my concerns. We just can't have Elise running around the school after hours unless she is with a sport or after school activity!"

Elise wasn't aware of the fact that Ms. Maven called her house shortly before she made her way home. The counselor had a long conversation with her mother, something else that Elise didn't know about, and she wasn't aware of just how influential Ms. Maven could be, when she used her words.

There was an awkward air between Elise and her mother on the way up to the office, but that was to be expected, so Elise didn't think anything of it, even when her mother finally did reply.

"I agree, Ms. Maven. I think that Elise should be punished for her reckless behavior."

Elise cocked a brow at her mom. "I...I'm sorry, what?! All I did was walk around the school for a few hours!"

"Your mother and I already spoke about this at length," Ms. Maven pointed out. "We happened to agree that your behavior was unacceptable, and a drain on school resources: we can't have someone following you around all of the time and keeping you out of trouble!"

What started as an awkward feeling was boiling over into rage, as Elise glared at her counselor, and then up at her mother. Short, brown tresses shook with her frustration as she gritted her hands into fists, crossed over her chest. "Mom, this is ridiculous! I didn't do anything wrong! I'm a grown woman, and I can walk around a school if I want to!"

"Rules are rules, Elise, and they're put in place to protect the students. I can't argue with Ms. Maven, if she believes that it's best for you to be punished."

There was a wicked grin beginning to spread over the lips of the counselor as Elise turned her ire back the other way. "Wait...this was all your idea?"

"Your mother didn't seem to have a problem with it, Elise. In fact, she had a few rather interesting suggestions of how you should be punished this afternoon..."

Normally brave and sure of herself, Elise felt a shiver of fear run down the length of her spine. No matter how she glared at her mother, Anna Trent didn't respond, and the counselor had such a wicked expression across her face that it could have frightened a ghost into hiding.

Elise realized that her instincts were right all along, but it wasn't a student that she was looking for.

"...What have you done to my mom, Katrina?!"

"That's Ms. Maven to you, my dear," the counselor snapped back, "And I've just opened her eyes to what a little delinquent you are. She was fully in agreement that you need a severe, twisted form of punishment to ensure you don't go snooping around where you aren't wanted."

The glaze of her mother's 1,000 yard stare made it clear that she was being brainwashed, leaving Elise with a golden opportunity. She could put her powers to use and easily smite this villain, and her mother would be none-the-wiser to her secret identity...

...If not for the fact that she felt as though she could barely stand.

"You seem dizzy, Elise. You really should take it easier...high school can be a very stressful time. You don't want to overwork yourself," Ms. Maven teased her. Her fingers were swirling in a slow, hypnotizing motion, as if she were drawing circles in Elise's eyes, and the young heroine could scarcely move her limbs enough to shift in her chair, as a soft glow of amethyst surrounded Katrina Maven.

Under raven locks, the same purple hue was evident in her eyes, and though she scarcely could, Elise trembled with fear as her counselor took full control of her body.

"The sooner we finish your punishment, the sooner you can be on your way, so...how about your mother gets to administering it?" Ms. Maven suggested. Clearly a villain of great mental capacities, Katrina Maven was able to coerce Elise into slipping out of the tight, tiny jean shorts that she wore for the day, all while her mother lifted her skirt and revealed that her mind wasn't the only thing being manipulated.

Hanging between her legs and slowly filling with blood was a thick, lengthy cock, sitting just over the birth of Anna's womanhood. She was transformed into a proper hermaphrodite, and Elise would never be able to forget the sight, as her mind fought with everything it had to slow her body down.

It was no good.

Shaking, sweaty palms came to settle upon the seat of the chair as Elise bent herself over. Her panties were barely around her thighs, just out of the way of her young, barely legal womanhood, and her mother was already advancing on her compromised form.

"Y-you...you can't...you can't do this, mother!" Elise called out to her mom with the last gasps of sanity that she had left, showing an impressive resilience to the mind control abilities of Katrina Maven. It visibly frustrated the counselor, but with a clenching of her open hand, she took full control of Elise, hypnotizing her to the point that she was little more than a doll for Katrina to play with.

Her mother was already far past that point, and wasn't thinking about what a taboo act she was about to commit. Her cock was full and throbbing as the very tip of the same bobbed and bounced against the pouted labia of her own daughter, and thanks in part to the power of Katrina's mind control, those same vaginal lips were beginning to bead up with just enough natural moisture to make for a pleasant entrance.

"Go on," Katrina murmured, as she leaned back in her chair and kicked her legs up on her desk. They immediately spread, and she reached under her own tight, narrow skirt to finger her snatch as she enjoyed the forbidden display. "Fuck your stupid, slutty little daughter, Anna. Punish her."

Just as Katrina dipped a single fingertip into her own sex, she heard the delicious squilch of Anna slipping her hips forward and penetrating Elise for the very first time. The thick, wide tip of her cock was enough to nearly topple the mentally defeated Elise, but under Katrina's mind control, she planted her palms firm against the chair and stood still for her mother, allowing for a smooth, full thrust, until the dripping, spitting tip of her cock pressed against Elise's cervix.

Katrina could see it, even from a short distance, and she grinned from ear to ear as she began to rub her clit, cackling with her sinister enjoyment of the show.

"And to think, you were such a little pussy about getting your punishment. It's not every day someone gets to fuck their mother," Katrina pointed out, as the brainless Elise backed her hips up into her own kin, trying to sink as much of her mother's cock inside as possible. "You should really be thanking me."

When she properly came to, Elise would never forgive Katrina for what had happened, but in the moment, her mind could think only of the maddening pleasure that was radiating out from her sex. Normally an inhibited and responsible girl who rarely so much as touched herself, Elise felt her thoughts completely spin around, as she focused on the incestuous taboo of being fucked by her mother in such a public place.

Her every nerve was alive with the sensation of excitement as her modest breasts bounced and swayed from the force of powerful, deep thrusts. Though she was still being controlled, Elise opened her mouth of her own will and rolled her eyes back slowly, as she begged for more.

"F-fuck me, mother..." she panted, as she met with the pace of her own flesh and blood. "Please, f-fucking fill me...c-cum inside of your own daughter!"

Such a request was something that most mothers couldn't physically answer to, and even so, it would have terrified Anna Trent to hear such a thing, in her right of mind.

With an amethyst glow in the pits of her normally emerald eyes, she couldn't help but feed into the growing fantasies of her daughter.

After all, what kind of mother would I be if I didn't cum inside of my baby? she wondered, no longer thinking with anything close to her right of mind. Her body was following the same train of thought, as slow, deep thrusts were replaced with a quick, choppy pace, and just outside of the office door, others could hear a subtle pap pap pap from the counseling room.

No one bothered to question it as Anna wildly fucked her own daughter, pounding into her with such a pace that Elise began to wobble. Her legs quaked with delight as she felt heated streaks of precum against her inner walls, and shortly thereafter, she was given her first ever creampie...something she looked back on with mixed emotions.

"T-that's it, mommy! Yes, yes! G-gimme your cum!" Elise cried out, as her body came to a sudden halt. She held still and took the hardest, deepest thrusts her mother could offer, as the latter continued to pump her hips, even as slick, sticky seed began pouring into her daughter. Moving within still and forcing her slit to gape, Anna pounded into poor Elise and filled her young body with more cum than it could possibly handle, as small streams of the same ejaculate began to spill down over Elise's clit and to the floor, as it pooled between them.

Rubbing her own clit until she began to leak juices upon her fingertips, Katrina watched the whole display with a delighted, lustful smirk, wondering just how much trouble she might be in when she released the pair from her mind control.

She wasn't worried about the consequences of her actions, just then. She was only worried about the feeling of her feminine arousal spilling into her palm, unaware that she'd just made an enemy for life.