Jane gets the mask ch -2(finale)

The day's started passing and everything became like normal, or atleast this is what jane thinks of. Months later a day in park. Jane smiled as she and her daughter sit on the swings in the park.

 She felt a warm breeze on her face and a sense of peace in her heart. She had finally moved on from the past and started a new life. She had a good job, a nice apartment, and a loving child. She had nothing to worry about. She joined her daughter on the swings and pushed her gently. She laughed as her daughter squealed with joy. She felt a bond of love and trust between them. She was proud of her daughter, who was smart, kind, and brave. She was her best friend and her reason to live. She didn't notice the man who was watching them from a distance. He had a dark suit, a black hat, and a pair of sunglasses. He had a camera in his hand and a smirk on his face. He had been following Jane for weeks, gathering evidence and information. He knew everything about her: her name, her address, her job, her daughter, her secrets. 

Jane mostly enjoys her weekend nights, out as SheMask. She used the mask's powers for a good cause, sneak into rich houses steal illegal money from them and sneakily distribute them to the the unsuspected poors, She was enjoying the cold night wind suddenly saw a group of masked robbers fleeing from a bank. They had guns, bags of money, and a getaway car. Jane felt a surge of anger and justice. She said, "Not on my watch!" She revolved around the car few times and it dismantled into pieces. 

Robber :- What the hell happened?

Jane :- Fun time boys.

Before they could ever understand, jane threw each one in the air, snatched their bags of money and pushed it in her boobs storing them safely even before the robbers could fell down. 

Jane:- "There, that's better, it will be safer in my jiggly assets." 

After incident of jane saving her daughter from thugs, she sometimes wore the mask just to master the powers. Jane continued to explore the depths of her newfound powers granted by the mask, she discovered that her breasts had undergone a remarkable transformation. Jane experimented with her enhanced breasts, marveling at their newfound capabilities. She found that she could store anything she desired within them, from small trinkets to larger objects, seemingly without limit. Her breasts became a veritable Swiss army knife, ready to assist her in any situation.But it wasn't just their storage capacity that amazed Jane. She soon discovered that her nipples had also been imbued with extraordinary abilities. With a simple command from her mind, they could shoot out a variety of substances and projectiles, ranging from acid and bullets to fire and even missiles. It was a power unlike anything she had ever imagined, and one that she wielded with both caution and excitement.As Jane has already seen shooting bulltes but tested the limits of her nipple projectiles, she found that they were incredibly versatile, capable of both offensive and defensive maneuvers. They could neutralize threats from a distance, providing her with a powerful means of self-defense. 

And in moments of danger, her breasts would automatically inflate and become bouncy and squishy, absorbing impact like airbags and keeping her safe from harm.Nipples act as a twist knob too and can regular body temperature as required keeping her hot in cold icy environments and cold in hot temperatures. She has mastered enough of the powers of the mask that she can beat thugs and fight criminals easily, and now efficiently uses them to her advantage. 

She then quickly spun and tied each one in rope and tied them to the nearby light pole. After satisfied with her work she ran away, laughing and feeling exhilarated. This was the usual weekend nightout of jane, she started to get more comfortable with the mask, it provides her a refreshment from her boring week life working 9 to 5 As Jane returned home after her heroic escapades, the mask of Loki still perched mischievously on her face, she couldn't contain her excitement. With a gleeful bounce in her step, she bounded through the window and into her room, her movements exuberant and filled with energy.But as she reached her room, her momentum carried her a little too far, and with a comical "boing" sound effect, she found herself bouncing off the wall like a rubber ball. With each rebound, she laughed and bounced, her arms flailing wildly as she tried to regain her balance.The room became a blur of motion as Jane ricocheted from wall to wall, her laughter ringing out like a joyful melody in the night. With each bounce, she soared higher and higher, her spirits lifted by the sheer exhilaration of the moment.But as the bouncing frenzy reached its peak, Jane finally lost her footing, her laughter turning to a startled gasp as she tumbled through the air. With a comical "whoosh," she landed with a soft thud on her bed like a deflated balloon , her limbs splayed out in a tangle of limbs and laughter.For a moment, Jane lay there, breathless and dizzy from her imprompt bouncing spree, her heart still racing with the thrill of the moment. 

But as she caught her breath, inflated herself back and settled into the soft embrace of her bed, a contented smile spread across her face, her body relaxed and her mind at ease. As Jane's bouncing reverberated through the room, the sound caught Sarah's attention, stirring her from her slumber. With a groggy yawn, Sarah emerged from her room, rubbing her eyes as she stumbled towards the source of the noise. But Jane, heared the footsteps quick on her feet, sprang into action. With lightning speed, she darted to her dresser, she pulled the mask away from her face, feeling the familiar sensation of release as its grip loosened. The transformation was swift but not jarring, like shedding a second skin to reveal her true self beneath, as the mask detached her skintight latex slutry outfit changed back to her night suit. She Quickly hid it from view before Sarah could catch a glimpse. As Sarah entered the room, her bleary eyes widening at the sight of her mother bouncing on the bed, Jane quickly concocted a false excuse, her voice bright and cheerful despite the racing of her heart. 

Jane:"Oh, Sarah, I was just... uh... testing out this new exercise routine I read about!" Jane exclaimed,"You know me, always trying to stay fit and healthy!" 

Sarah blinked in confusion, clearly not convinced by her mother's explanation. But before she could question further, Jane launched into a series of exaggerated stretches and callisthenics, her movements bordering on the absurd as she tried to distract Sarah from the truth. With a bemused shake of her head, Sarah decided to let the matter drop, content to chalk up her mother's odd behaviour to yet another one of her eccentric quirks. But as she returned to her room, a nagging suspicion lingered in the back of her mind, a reminder that there was more to her mother's antics than met the eye. Meanwhile, Jane breathed a sigh of relief as she watched Sarah retreat, her heart still pounding from the close call. With the mask safely hidden away, she could only hope that her daughter wouldn't uncover the truth behind her nighttime escapades.

 Exhaustion weighed heavily on her as she prepared for bed, the events of the day replaying in her mind like a movie reel. Despite the adrenaline rush of the heroics, she longed for the comfort of her own bed and the promise of a peaceful night's sleep. As she settled beneath the covers, Jane felt a sense of contentment wash over her. The city was safe, her secret identity remained intact,her daughter is safely sleeping downstairs and tomorrow was a new day filled with endless possibilities. With a weary sigh, she closed her eyes, allowing the tranquillity of sleep to envelop her. As she drifted off into dreams.  

Next day. 

As the soft morning light filtered through the curtains, Jane stirred from her peaceful slumber. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, she glanced at the clock and realized it was Sunday – a rare day of leisure in her busy schedule. With a contented sigh, Jane stretched her limbs and swung her legs over the side of the bed. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, enticing her senses and coaxing her toward the kitchen. As she made her way down the hallway, the sound of sizzling bacon and the clinking of utensils greeted her ears. Sarah, her daughter, was already up and about, preparing a delicious breakfast spread. Entering the cozy kitchen, Jane was greeted by the sight of Sarah bustling about, a warm smile lighting up her face. 

Sarah:"Good morning, Mom! I thought I'd surprise you with breakfast in bed," Sarah exclaimed,

 her eyes sparkling with excitement. Jane couldn't help but return her daughter's infectious grin. 

Jane:"That's so thoughtful of you, Sarah. You didn't have to go through all this trouble." Sarah waved off her mother's protests with a laugh. 

Sarah:"Nonsense! You deserve a relaxing morning every now and then. Besides, it's the least I can do after all you do for us." Touched by her daughter's gesture, 

Jane pulled Sarah into a warm embrace. 

Jane:"Thank you, sweetheart. I truly appreciate it." 

Together, they sat down at the table, indulging in a delicious breakfast of pancakes, bacon, and freshly squeezed orange juice. The warm glow of the morning sun bathed the kitchen in a golden light, casting a sense of tranquillity over the cozy scene. As they shared laughter and conversation, Jane couldn't help but feel grateful for moments like these – simple yet precious reminders of the love and bond they shared as mother and daughter. With each passing minute, she savoured the warmth of the moment, knowing that it was these small joys that made life truly beautiful. After enjoying a hearty breakfast together, Jane and Sarah decided to make the most of their Sunday by spending some quality time outdoors. 

They ventured out to the nearby shopping district, browsing through quaint boutiques and bustling markets, delighting in the array of colourful displays and unique finds. As they strolled hand in hand, Sarah excitedly pointed out various items that caught her eye, while Jane offered her expert opinions and guidance. They shared laughter and conversation as they explored the shops, enjoying each other's company and the simple pleasure of being together. After satisfying their shopping cravings, Jane and Sarah made their way to a nearby open park, where the sound of children's laughter and the gentle rustle of leaves greeted them. The park was a haven of greenery, with towering trees providing shade from the warm sun and lush grass inviting them to kick off their shoes and relax. Making a beeline for the swings, Sarah's eyes lit up with excitement as she eagerly claimed a spot. Jane followed suit, settling onto the swing beside her daughter with a contented smile. As they soared through the air, the cares of the world seemed to melt away, replaced by the sheer joy of the moment. Sarah's laughter rang out like music, filling Jane's heart with warmth and happiness. For a while, they simply swung back and forth, enjoying the simple pleasure of being together in the great outdoors. The sun danced through the leaves above them, casting dappled patterns of light on their faces as they laughed and chatted.  As  Sarah enjoyed their time on the swings, Jane couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. Glancing around, her eyes narrowed in on a man dressed in a sleek black suit, discreetly snapping photos of them from a distance. Heart pounding with a mix of concern and determination, Jane sprang into action. 

Without a second thought, she darted across the park, her eyes locked on the mysterious figure. But as she closed in on him, the man quickly retreated, slipping into a waiting car with tinted windows. With a screech of tyres, the car peeled away, leaving Jane standing there, frustration simmering beneath her skin. Sarah rushed to her side, concern etched on her face.

Sarah: "Mom, what's wrong? Who was that?" 

Jane clenched her fists, her jaw set in determination. 

Jane:"I'm not sure, sweetheart, but something doesn't feel right. We need to be careful."

 Despite the unsettling encounter, Jane's protective instincts kicked into high gear. She wrapped an arm around Sarah, guiding her away from the park and toward safety. As they made their way home, Jane couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the air. Who was the man in the black suit, and why was he taking photos of them? The questions gnawed at her, fueling her determination to get to the bottom of the mystery. Whatever danger lay ahead, Jane was prepared to face it head-on, for the safety of her daughter and the peace of mind of her own As Jane and Sarah returned home, the events of the day still fresh in their minds, Jane couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered from their encounter at the park.

 Determined to put it behind them, she focused on the task at hand – preparing dinner for her and her daughter. With practised ease, Jane moved about the kitchen, chopping vegetables and stirring pots on the stove. The rhythmic clatter of utensils provided a comforting background noise as she lost herself in the familiar routine of cooking. 

As they sat down to dinner, conversation flowed easily between mother and daughter, momentarily easing the tension that had settled over them earlier. Sarah's laughter filled the air, a soothing balm to Jane's worried mind. 

After dinner, 

Sarah retired to her room to unwind, leaving Jane alone with her thoughts. With a heavy sigh, she made her way to her own room, the weight of the day's events settling on her shoulders once more. Locking the door behind her, Jane's gaze fell upon the wardrobe where she kept her most prized possession – the mask that transformed her into SheMask. With careful hands, she retrieved the mask, ensuring it was safely stored away from prying eyes. With the mask safely secured, she allowed herself a moment of respite, knowing that tomorrow would bring new challenges, but also new opportunities to protect those she loved.

Jane: "Mask, we need to talk. Something strange happened today at the park." 

Mask: "What happened, Jane? You seem troubled." 

Jane: "I noticed a man in a black suit taking photos of Sarah and me.

When I tried to confront him, he got away in a car." 

Mask: "That sounds concerning. Do you think he was following you?" 

Jane: "I'm not sure, but it felt... off. I've never seen him before, and he seemed too interested in us."

Mask: "You need to stay vigilant, Jane.If someone is targeting you and Sarah, you can't afford to let us guard down." 

Jane: "I know. That's why I wanted to tell you. I'll keep an eye out for anything suspicious." 

Mask: "Good. And if you need my help, you know where to find me." 

Jane: "Thanks, Mask. I appreciate it." 

Mask: "Of course, Jane. Now how about Sunday nightout as usual? ." 

Jane: No not in mood today. 

Mask:- How about we make your mood? 

Before she could react, the mask leapt from her grasp. With a gasp, Jane stumbled backwards as the mask landed squarely on her face, its straps wrapping around her head with a firm yet gentle grip. She felt a surge of energy coursing through her veins as if every cell in her body was awakening to a newfound power. In an instant, her ordinary clothes morphed into a latex skinsuit of midnight black colour, adorned with accents of shimmering silver. Her senses heightened, and a rush of exhilaration swept through her.she was transforming into SheMask once again. The transformation was swift and seamless, like slipping into a second skin. Jane felt the familiar weight of the mask on her face, its presence both comforting and empowering.

 Mask: Now how about making you remember our first meeting. 

Jane: No sarah is sleeping downstairs. 

A ball gag appeared out of nowhere and strapped on her mouth. Mask took control of her body, jane too wanted it so didn't resisted, with left hand pinching the erect nipple through the fishnet fabrick, She feels the pinches shuddering through her entire body, causing her pussy to grow even wetter than before. Her fingers start to slide inside of herself, finding that G-spot she loved so much.The moans grow even louder thanks to the ball gag was muffled , Her fingers started rushing inside her. 

Jane: mmmmm.... 

Mask increases the pace and jane hits the orgasm, the jolt of pleasure almost numbed her mind,she pulled her finger out,ball gag from her mouth vanished and she licks her finger, mask also sealed up the pussy hole of latex bodysuit so that none of her juices could leak out. Jane was already tired enough and such massive orgasm sent her quickly into the sleeping state.

Next morning.. As the gentle melody of her alarm roused her from slumber, Jane blinked away the remnants of sleep and stretched her limbs, the events of the previous night still fresh in her mind. Casting a glance around her room, she spotted the mask lying peacefully beside her, a silent sentinel of her secret identity. With a sense of purpose, Jane retrieved the mask and carefully stowed it away in its designated spot in the wardrobe, ensuring it was safely concealed from prying eyes. The familiar routine brought a sense of calm amidst the whirlwind of her double life. Descending the stairs, Jane set about preparing breakfast for herself and Sarah, the familiar clatter of pots and pans filling the kitchen as she moved with practised efficiency. She whipped up a hearty meal, mindful of Sarah's busy schedule, and even packed a lunch for her daughter to take to college. As they sat down to eat, the morning sun cast a warm glow through the windows, illuminating the cozy kitchen with its golden light. Conversation flowed easily between mother and daughter, the air filled with laughter and shared moments of joy. After breakfast, Jane accompanied Sarah to college, dropping her off with a kiss on the cheek and a reminder to study hard. With a wave goodbye, Sarah disappeared into the bustling campus, leaving Jane alone with her thoughts. Turning her attention to her own responsibilities, Jane made her way to her office, the familiar hustle and bustle of the city streets surrounding her. With each step, she felt the weight of her dual identities pressing against her, but also the exhilarating sense of purpose that came with knowing she was making a difference – both as Jane, and as SheMask.She hastily enters the office and sit down to do her work time flies. 

At evening,

Jane looked at the clock on her computer screen and sighed. It was already 5 pm and she still had a pile of work to finish. She had been working non-stop since morning, juggling between meetings, emails, reports, and deadlines. She felt exhausted and stressed, but she knew she couldn't afford to slack off. She had to impress her boss and prove herself worthy of the promotion she had been eyeing for months. She took a sip of her cold coffee and typed furiously on her keyboard. She was trying to finish a presentation for a client that was due tomorrow. She had to make it perfect, as it could make or break the deal. She checked her phone and saw a text message from her daughter. She had probably texted to ask when she would be home for dinner. She felt a pang of guilt, as she knew she would have to work late again. She loved her daughter, but she also loved her career. She wished she could balance both, but it seemed impossible. She heard a knock on her door and looked up. It was her boss, Mr. Sharma. He had a stern expression on his face and a folder in his hand. He walked into her office and closed the door behind him. 

Mr sharma:"Jane, I need to talk to you," 

Jane felt a surge of anxiety. She hoped he wasn't going to fire her or give her bad news. She smiled nervously.

Jane:"Yes, sir. What can I do for you?" 

Mr. Sharma sat down on the chair opposite her and opened the folder. He took out a paper and slid it across the desk to her. Jane picked it up and read it. It was a letter of appreciation from the CEO of the company, praising her for her outstanding performance and contribution to the company. Jane felt a wave of relief and joy. She couldn't believe it. She had been recognized by the top management for her hard work and dedication. 

Mr sharma :"Jane, I'm very impressed by your work. 

You have done a great job on the projects you have handled. You have shown initiative, creativity, and leadership. You have exceeded my expectations and the expectations of the clients. You are a valuable asset to the company and I'm proud to have you on my team," Jane felt tears of happiness in her eyes. Jane:"Sir, this means so much to me. I'm honored and grateful for this opportunity. 

Mr. Sharma : "You deserve this, Jane. And there's more. I have some good news for you. You have been promoted to the position of senior manager. You will have more responsibilities, more authority, and more salary. You will also get a bigger office and a better car. Congratulations, Jane. You have earned it." Jane gasped and felt a rush of excitement. 

Jane:I'm so happy and thankful. This is a dream come true for me. Thank you for your trust and support. 

Mr. Sharma nodded :"I'm sure you will, Jane. You have a bright future ahead of you. I'm glad to have you as my senior manager. Now, go and celebrate. You deserve it. And don't worry about the presentation. I'll take care of it. You have done enough for today. Go home and enjoy your evening with your daughter. She must be waiting for you." 

Jane got up from her seat and hugged Mr. Sharma. 

Jane:"Sir, you are the best. Thank you for everything. I'm so lucky to have you as my boss. I'll see you tomorrow. Have a good night." 

Mr. Sharma hugged her back. 

Mr sharma:"You're welcome, Jane. You are the best. I'll see you tomorrow. Have a good night." 

Jane grabbed her bag and left her office. She felt a burst of energy and happiness. She had just had the best day of her life. She couldn't wait to get home and share the news with her daughter. She hoped she would be happy and proud of her. She hoped she would love her more. She walked out of the building and got into her car. She started the engine and drove away.  On her way home. She was dreading the idea of cooking dinner for herself and her daughter, who was probably starving and impatient by now. She opened the door and was surprised by a warm and cozy atmosphere. She smelled the fragrance of cheese and tomato. She walked to the kitchen, where she saw her daughter, Sarah, taking a lasagna out of the oven. On the table, there was a Caesar salad, a basket of breadsticks, and a pitcher of lemonade. 

Sarah :"Hi, Mom. You're home," "I hope you're hungry. I made dinner for us." 

Jane was stunned. She dropped her bag and hugged her daughter tightly. 

Jane:"Sarah, this is wonderful. Thank you so much. How did you do all this?" 

Sarah : "I just followed a recipe online. It's not a big deal. I knew you would be busy and come late, so I wanted to do something nice for you. You work so hard, Mom. You deserve a treat." 

Jane felt tears in her eyes. She kissed her daughter's forehead.

Jane: "You are the best thing that ever happened to me, Sarah. I love you so much." "I love you too, Mom. Now, let's eat. The lasagna is hot." They sat down to eat. 

Jane: How was school today, Sarah? 

Sarah: It was okay, I guess. We had a math test and I think I did well. 

Jane: That's good to hear. You know, math is very important for your future. 

Sarah: Yeah, yeah, I know. You always say that. 

Jane: Well, it's true. Math helped me a lot in my career. 

Sarah: Speaking of which, how was work today? 

Jane: Oh, work was great. I have some exciting news to share with you. 

Sarah: What is it? 

Jane: I got promoted to senior manager! 

Sarah: Wow, really? That's awesome, mom! 

Jane: Thank you, sweetie. I'm so happy and proud of myself. 

Sarah: You should be. You worked hard for this. 

Jane: How about going out for dinner this weekend as celebration for the promotion. 

Sarah: sound good. 

They were enjoying the meal but suddenly, their peaceful evening was shattered by the sound of shattering glass, a loud crash echoing through the room as the windowpane fractured into a spiderweb of cracks.Jane and Sarah froze, their eyes widening in alarm as they exchanged a worried glance. Without a word, Jane sprang into action, her instincts kicking in as she moved to protect her daughter from whatever danger lurked outside. 

Jane:"Sarah, stay here,' 

Her voice firm but tinged with concern as she hurried towards the source of the disturbance.As she reached the broken window, Jane's heart raced with anticipation, her senses on high alert as she scanned the darkness outside for any sign of trouble. But amidst the shattered glass, she noticed something glinting in the moonlight – a small stone wrapped in a piece of paper.With a furrowed brow, Jane quickly retrieved the mysterious object, her fingers trembling slightly as she unfolded the paper and about to read the message inscribed upon it.But before she could , Sarah appeared at her side, her face pale but determined as she offered her support to her mother. 

Sarah:Who should have did this? 

Sarah said, her voice steady despite the fear that threatened to overwhelm her.With a nod of gratitude, Jane hastily concealed the note in her pocket, determined to investigate its contents later when they were safe. After completing dinner, jane comforted sarah as she went to sleep. Jane came back to her room, pulled oit the piece of note As Jane unfolded the piece of paper, her heart raced with anticipation, her eyes scanning the words written in a bold, menacing script: "I know who you are."The message sent a shiver down her spine, filling her with a sense of unease and dread. Who could know about her being she mask ?. Wait it didn't mentioned anything about mask, what identity is it talking about, i need to investigate further, there is no profit in informing authorities, i have to take it in hands of shemask. Jane pulled out the mask from the drawer. 

Mask: Weekend came early? Or do you want to have another night fulled with orgasms, i know you too have lust filled mind, its just your daughter that keeps you sane. 

Jane:- stop it, its not the time to discuss those, someone threw a note saying he knew my identity. Now im not sure whether he is taking about you or its just a prank. 

Mask: Holy shit then we must do something, you are in great danger, and somewhat i am too, i don't want to be in a hands of a maniac again.

 Jane places the mask on her face transformation begins and she transforms into shemask again wearing a yellow tight bodycon latex dress and matching high heels. 

Jane:Before anything else i forgot something stored here. 

Jane reached into her cleavage to retrieve the bags of cash, her ample bosom jiggled with each movement. The weight of the loot nestled between her breasts added an extra bounce.She placed the bags in the wardobe, With a wry smile, Jane couldn't help but chuckle at the comical sight of her jiggling assets. She used mask's power to make Sarah unconscious temporarily. With a pang of guilt, she knew she had to keep her daughter safe while she ventured out into night to find more about this note. Jane grabbed the window frames, pulled herself back streching her hands like rubber band, and shot herself into sky like being thrown from a catapult, out into the darkness, her senses heightened and her instincts sharp  As she concentrated, her body began to shift and contort, her form morphing into that of a majestic green eagle.With a powerful beat of her wings, 

SheMask soared into the night sky, her keen eyes scanning the city below for any signs of trouble or clues to the identity of their mysterious adversary. From her vantage point high above the rooftops, she had a bird's-eye view of the city, its streets illuminated by the glow of streetlights and the occasional flicker of neon signs.With each flap of her wings, SheMask felt the exhilarating rush of freedom coursing through her veins, her senses sharpened by the thrill of flight. With her newfound aerial perspective, she could cover ground quickly and efficiently, swooping down to investigate any suspicious activity or gathering information from the shadows below.As she circled high above the city, SheMask's sharp eyes caught sight of a group of figures gathered in a dark alleyway below. 

With a silent command, she swooped down towards them, her wings slicing through the air with precision as she descended upon the scene.From her vantage point, SheMask listened in on their conversation. 

Child 1: "Hey, guess what? I made some quick cash today!" 

Child 2: "Really? How did you manage that?" 

Child 1: "Well, this guy in a black suit came up to me and told me to throw a stone at this house down the street." 

Child 2: "Wait, who was this guy? Why would you listen to him?" 

Child 1: "I don't know, he seemed kinda mysterious. He said he'd give me some money if I did it, and I needed the cash, so I thought, why not?" 

Child 2: "But that sounds really sketchy. You shouldn't just listen to strangers, especially if they're asking you to do something wrong." 

Child 1: "Yeah, I guess you're right. I didn't really think about that at the time. But now that you mention it, it wasn't a great idea." 

Child 2: "Definitely not. We should be careful about who we trust." 

Child 1: "You're right. I won't do something like that again. Lesson learned." 

Child 2: "Good. It's not worth it to do something wrong just for a little money, especially if it could get us into trouble."  

Jane listened intently to the conversation unfolding below. Her keen ears picked up the voices of the two children, their words carrying on the wind as they discussed the events of the day.With each flap of her powerful wings, SheMask adjusted her course, ensuring she remained hidden from view as she hovered above the scene. From her lofty vantage point, she could hear every word with crystal clarity, her senses heightened by the power of the mask.  Jane landed gracefully on the rooftop, and transformed herself to her human form. Perching on the edge of the rooftop, she gazed out at the city below, her mind consumed by thoughts of the mysterious black-suited man. With furrowed brows, she replayed the encounters in her mind, trying to make sense of the stranger's cryptic instructions and unsettling presence. She couldn't shake the memory of seeing the same black-suited figure while she was in the park with Sarah. It sent a chill down her spine, raising more questions than answers. As she pondered, she couldn't help but wonder why this man seemed to be targeting her daughter, Sarah. Was he aware of the mask's power? Was he after them for some other reason? The uncertainty gnawed at her, fueling her determination to uncover the truth. With a deep breath, SheMask shook off her doubts and rose from her perch, her resolve strengthened by the need to protect Sarah at all costs. She knew that she had to confront the black-suited man and unravel his intentions before it was too late. As she set out into the night once more, her mind focused on the task at hand, SheMask vowed to stop at nothing to bring the truth to light and protect Sarah from whatever dangers lurked in the shadows. Thinking about unconscious sarah, a sense of urgency propelled her forward. Without hesitation, she took a daring leap off the edge, plunging into the open air. For a heart-stopping moment, she fell freely through the darkness, the wind rushing past her ears.But just before she could hit the ground, SheMask  shapeshifted and In an instant, her human form dissolved, replaced by the familiar shape of a green eagle.With powerful strokes of her wings, SheMask soared gracefully through the night sky, her heart pounding with exhilaration. As she neared her home, she angled her wings downward, preparing for a dive. Like a missile she darted inside the opwn window and before she could hit the front wall She transformed into a gelatinous slime, and collided with the wall of the room with a wet splat, sending droplets flying in all directions. The room was suddenly filled with the sound of splat as the slime spread out in a messy pattern, coating the walls, floor, and furniture in a gooey mess.For a moment, the room was silent, save for the sound of dripping slime, the splattered parts of the slime began to wriggle and squirm, each one emitting a squish moaning sound as it slowly inched its way back toward the center of the room.One by one, the individual splatters merged together, emitting faint squelching moaning noises as they formed a single cohesive mass once more. With a final slurp and a squish, the blob of slime reformed itself,After a moment of playful indulgence, SheMask reformed back into her human self, her feet touching down softly on the floor. As SheMask reformed back into her human shape, she couldn't help but giggle at the sight of her slime form. With a playful grin, she shook her head and made fun of herself."Well, that wasn't exactly the most graceful entrance," SheMask chuckled, As Jane stood there, giggling at her slimy mishap, she couldn't help but poke fun at herself in a lighthearted manner. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she turned her attention to her jiggly, gelatinous form. "Well, would you look at that?" Jane chuckled, giving her boobs a playful jiggle. "I never knew I had such a talent for shape-shifting! Who knew I could pull off the 'blob' look so effortlessly?"With each wobble and bounce of her big breast , Jane couldn't suppress her laughter, finding humor in the unexpected transformation. "I must say, I've always wanted them to be more bouncy and jiggly , but I didn't quite picture it like this!"  

Jane: Okay lets check on sarah. 

Her slimey body morphed into normal human form wearing a grey latex dress, she moved with exaggerated caution, her movements comically exaggerated. With each step, she mimicked the motions of a stealthy spy, the only sound was coming from  latex material stretched with a faint squeak, the sound of rubber rubbing against skin. With each movement, the latex clung to her hourglass figure , emitting a subtle creak as it adjusted to the contours of her body. Frustrated with the incessant squeaking sound of her dress, Jane decided to enlist the help of the mask's powers to create up a new outfit. With a determined expression, she called upon the mask, making her request with a firm tone. 

Jane:"Alright, mask," her voice tinged with annoyance. "I need a new dress, one that's not going to squeak with every step I take.", and more importantly not make me horny all the time, this latex rubbing my nipples and pussy all the time, i don't want be seen as a slut if sarah sees me. 

However, much to Jane's dismay, the mask seemed to have a mischievous streak of its own. As she waited expectantly, a new dress materialized before her eyes. But to her horror, this dress was too made of latex and even tighter than before, compressing her body into a comically thin shape and causing her head to balloon in size. 

With a gasp of surprise, Jane felt herself being squeezed tightly by the dress, her limbs pressed together as if she were being flattened like a pancake. Her head ballooned outwards, bobbing comically above her newly thin body, leaving her feeling both bewildered and absurd. Panic surged through her veins as she struggled to move, the tightness of the dress making it difficult to breathe. With each step, she felt herself wobbling precariously, her exaggerated proportions making even the simplest movements a challenge. But just as quickly as it had compressed her, the dress seemed to relax its grip, allowing Jane's body to return to its normal shape. With a sigh of relief, she adjusted the fabric, trying to find a more comfortable fit.

Jane: "Alright, mask," Jane muttered, her voice filled with exasperation. "Next time, let's try for something a more inclined ... To my requirements , shall we?" 

With a rueful shake of her head, Jane resigned herself to her fate, determined to make the best of the situation despite the mask's mischievous antics.The new latex dress was even more tightly clung to her skin like glued to her skin, going inside her ass crack, violating all her holes, atleast there was no squking sound, After all, when it came to dealing with the unpredictable powers of the mask, a little humor, lust and resilience went a long way. Her eyes darting back and forth as she made her way to Sarah's room.Peeking through the slightly ajar door, SheMask couldn't help but smile at the sight of her daughter sleeping peacefully. A sense of relief washed over her, knowing that Sarah was safe and sound.With a contented sigh. After a moment of quiet contemplation, she turned away, her mission accomplished.Slipping back into her own room with the same cartoonish stealth, SheMask couldn't suppress a giggle at her own antics. A sudden urge to fart caught her off guard. She let it out with a mixture of embarrassment and relief, the gas travelling upwards beneath her tight latex dress. To her surprise, the front of her dress ballooned up cartoonishly, eliciting a startled giggle. With a playful smirk, Jane grabbed and pressed the front of her dress, causing the trapped gas to redirect back down to her rear . As she did, her rear suddenly inflated, the latex stretching cartoonishly to accommodate the sudden influx of gas.Jane couldn't help but burst into laughter at the sight of her comically enlarged behind. It was like something out of a cartoon, and she found herself thoroughly entertained by the unexpected turn of events.

As the pressure built up and the gas began to escape, it did so with a long, screeching farting sound. she suddenly remembered that Sarah, was sleeping downstairs. Wanting to avoid waking her, Jane frantically tried to muffle the farting sound by pressing her hands firmly against her rear and clenching her ass cheeks.But despite her efforts, the gas escaped with a long, screeching farting sound that echoed through the room. Jane winced, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she realized her attempts to silence the noise had been futile. Jane : Oops, i have to be more mindful of my gas emissions in the future.Jane's heart sank as she heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs, signaling that Sarah had been awakened by the commotion.In a panic, Jane quickly reached back of her face to pull the mask away from her face, her movements hurried and frantic. As she did, a wave of transformation swept over her, causing her latex dress to vanish into thin air. In its place, her nightgown materialized, draping over her, body revert back to her old lady form. Her muscles softened,boobs srunk and beacme saggy, her curves diminished, and her skin lost its youthful glow. She was once again the ordinary Jane she had always been, stripped of the superhero powers bestowed upon her by the  mask.As Sarah's footsteps drew closer, Jane held her breath, hoping that her daughter wouldn't notice anything . Sarah came and knocked on the door, Jane quickly composed herself, rubbing her eyes and feigning sleepiness.putting on her best sleepy expression. 

Jane: "Hey, sweetheart ," "What's up?" 

Jane mumbled, trying to sound as groggy as possible. Sarah peered at her mother with a curious expression, her brow furrowing slightly. 

Sarah:"Mom, I heard some strange noises. Are you okay?". 

Jane stifled a yawn and nodded, hoping to reassure her daughter. 

Jane: "Oh, yeah, I'm fine. "I think it was just some gas from all that delicious food you cooked tonight. My stomach's still adjusting. "Sarah's expression softened, understanding dawning in her eyes. 

Sarah: "Oh, okay, Mom. Maybe you should try to get some rest," 

Jane nodded gratefully, glad that Sarah had bought her excuse. 

Jane:"Thanks, sweetie. I think I'll do just that,". 

Sarah stood at the doorway, concern etched on her face, Jane braced herself for further questioning. However, to her surprise, Sarah hesitated before speaking up again. 

Sarah:"Mom," Sarah began softly, her voice tinged with uncertainty, "I... I don't want to go back to my room alone. Can I... Can I sleep with you tonight?"

Jane's heart melted at her daughter's request, and she quickly nodded, reaching out to pull Sarah into a comforting embrace. 

Jane:"Of course, sweetheart. You're always welcome to sleep with me,. 

Sarah came inside room, Together, they made their way back and settled into bed, side by side and both of them drifted off to sleep. next few days passed as usual waking up in morning going to office coming back home eat sleep and repeat until saturday. As Jane strolled towards her office on a tranquil Saturday morning, the sun cast a warm glow over the city streets, illuminating the bustling activity around her. Amidst the hum of urban life, a lone figure caught her attention—a beggar, sitting slouched against a lamppost with a weather-beaten face and outstretched hand. Caught off guard by the unexpected encounter, Jane paused, her gaze drifting to the beggar's pleading eyes. His tattered clothes hung loosely on his frame, and the lines etched into his face spoke of a life marked by hardship and adversity. Despite the cacophony of the city, there was a silent desperation in his demeanor that tugged at Jane's heartstrings. With a compassionate sigh, Jane reached into her purse, fingers fumbling for a few bills amidst the jumble of keys and loose change. As she placed the money into the beggar's outstretched palm, The beggar's cryptic words echoed in Jane's mind as he retreated into the shadows, leaving her standing there, momentarily puzzled. "They know you have it," he had said, his voice tinged with a mixture of resignation and warning. Confusion knitted her brows as she watched the beggar disappear into the bustling crowd, his figure gradually blending into the tapestry of the city. What did he mean by "they"? And what did he think she had? Was it a mere coincidence, or was there something more to the beggar's cryptic message? Could it be a warning of some impending danger, lurking just beneath the surface of her seemingly ordinary life? Or perhaps it was nothing more than the ramblings of a troubled soul, lost amidst the chaos of the city streets. Despite her attempts to dismiss the encounter, an unsettling feeling gnawed at the edges of Jane's consciousness, a nagging sense that there was more to the beggar's words than met the eye. Shaking off the lingering unease, Jane continued towards her office, the encounter with the beggar lingering in her thoughts like an enigmatic riddle waiting to be unraveled. Throughout the day, Jane's mind kept returning to the encounter with the beggar. Despite her best efforts to focus on her work, the enigmatic message lingered like a stubborn stain, refusing to be scrubbed away by the mundane tasks of the office. As the hours passed, she buried herself in paperwork and meetings, using the busyness of the day to distract herself from the unsettling thoughts swirling in her mind. Yet, with each passing moment, the memory of the beggar's words seemed to grow stronger, like a persistent whisper in the back of her consciousness. Finally, as the workday drew to a close, Jane found herself packing up her belongings and preparing to leave the office. The familiar routine provided a temporary reprieve from the weight of the beggar's message, but as she stepped out onto the bustling streets once more, the sense of unease returned with renewed intensity. The journey home passed in a blur, the city lights casting long shadows as evening descended upon the urban landscape.With each step, Jane's mind raced with questions, the mysteries of the beggar's words still unresolved. As she reached home Sarah's cheerful voice snapped Jane out of her reverie as she reached home. The warmth of her daughter's smile was like a balm to her troubled thoughts, dispelling the lingering unease from her encounter with the beggar earlier that day. 

Sarah:"Mom, you're home!" Sarah exclaimed, her eyes bright with excitement. "Remember, you said we were going out to dinner tonight?" 

Jane's lips curved into a fond smile as she ruffled Sarah's hair affectionately. 

Jane:"Of course, sweetie. I didn't forget,"

 she replied, her voice tinged with relief at the distraction her daughter provided. Together, they stepped inside, the familiar surroundings of home enveloping them like a comforting embrace. Despite the events of the day, Jane felt a sense of peace settle over her .  She excused herself and headed upstairs to her room,Entering her room, Jane closed the door behind her and took a moment to collect her thoughts.and walked over to her wardrobe. She sifted through her clothes, selecting a simple yet elegant outfit for the evening.Jane carefully selected a beautiful floral dress from her wardrobe, its vibrant colors bringing a touch of brightness to her evening. As she slipped into the dress, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building within her. Tonight was a chance to unwind and enjoy a special evening with her daughter, Sarah. With gentle movements, Jane smoothed out the fabric of her dress, admiring its delicate patterns and the way it hugged her figure. The soft material cascaded gracefully around her, accentuating her features and adding a touch of elegance to her appearance. As she fastened the buttons and adjusted the neckline, Jane couldn't help but smile at her reflection in the mirror. As Jane was in the midst of getting ready, the sound of a knock at the door interrupted her. Jane instructed sarah to open the door and see who it was. Sarah  eagerly made her way to the front door. Opening the door, she was surprised to see her dad, Jane's ex-husband, standing on the doorstep. His presence caught her off guard, and she hesitated for a moment before composing herself and greeting him with a polite smile.

Sarah: "Hi, Dad," Sarah said, her voice tinged with surprise. 

Meanwhile, Jane, who had been getting ready in her room, heard the sound of voices downstairs and wondered who it could be. Curiosity piqued, she quickly finished getting dressed and made her way downstairs to see who was there. As she descended the staircase, Jane's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of her ex-husband standing in the foyer. Their eyes met, and for a moment, neither of them spoke, the weight of their shared history hanging in the air between them. Jane's expression darkened as she confronted her ex-husband, her voice tinged with anger and frustration. 

Jane:"What are you doing here?" she demanded, her tone sharp. 

He flinched at the intensity of her gaze, but he stood his ground, his own expression tense. 

John:"I...I wanted to talk to you," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jane's eyes narrowed, her patience wearing thin.

Jane: "Talk to me?" she repeated incredulously. "After everything you've put us through? You have some nerve showing up here ." 

Her words hung heavily in the air, the tension between them palpable. John shifted uncomfortably, his gaze falling to the floor as he struggled to find the right words. 

John:"I know I messed up," he admitted finally, his voice barely audible. "But I...I miss you, Jane. I miss us." 

Jane's anger softened slightly at his words, but she quickly shook her head, her resolve hardening once more. 

John:"It's too late for that, his shoulders slumped in defeat, his eyes filled with regret. "I know," he murmured, his voice barely a whisper. "But I had to try. I had to see if there was any chance...any chance of us being a family again." 

Jane:"I'm sorry, John," she said softly. "But we can't go back. It's time for both of us to move on." 

John nodded, his expression resigned. 

John:"I understand," he said quietly. "I just...I just had to try." 

With that, he turned and made his way to the door, his footsteps echoing in the silence of the room. As John turned to leave, Sarah's small hand reached out and grabbed his, stopping him in his tracks. He turned back to look at her, surprise evident in his eyes.

Sarah: "Dad, please don't go," Sarah pleaded, her voice trembling slightly. "I miss you." 

His heart ached at the desperation in his daughter's voice, taking her hands in his.

John: "I miss you too, sweetheart," he said softly, his voice thick with emotion. "But things are complicated between me and your mom." 

Sarah's eyes welled up with tears, and she looked up at her father with pleading eyes. 

Sarah:"Can't you try to fix it?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. 

He sighed, torn between his desire to stay and his understanding of the situation. 

John:"I don't know if I can, honey," he admitted, his voice heavy with regret. "But I promise I'll always be here for you, no matter what." 

Jane looked at her daughter, seeing the earnestness in her eyes, and felt a pang of guilt and compassion. 

Jane1:"Alright, Sarah," Jane said softly, her voice tinged with resignation. "We'll go out for dinner tonight. But just dinner, okay?" 

Sarah's face lit up with a radiant smile, gratitude shining in her eyes. 

Sarah:"Thank you, Mom!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around Jane in a tight hug. 4

Jane hugged her daughter back, a mixture of emotions swirling inside her. She knew that this dinner wouldn't solve their problems, but if it brought a smile to Sarah's face, then it was worth it. Turning to his husband, Jane offered him a small nod, acknowledging his presence and the role he still played in their lives. he smiled gratefully at Jane, his eyes reflecting the same mixture of emotions. 

John:"Thank you, Jane," he said quietly. "I appreciate it."  

As they sat in the car, Jane took a deep breath, her hands steady on the wheel. She glanced at Sarah and John in the rearview mirror, offering them a reassuring smile before pulling out of the driveway. The drive to the restaurant was quiet, tension hanging in the air despite the anticipation of the evening ahead. Jane focused on the road, her mind racing with thoughts and emotions she struggled to contain. When they arrived at the restaurant, Jane parked the car and turned off the engine. She turned to Sarah and John, her expression softening with a mixture of apprehension and hope.

 
Jane:"Are you both ready?" she asked, her voice gentle yet filled with uncertainty. 

Sarah nodded eagerly, her eyes shining with excitement. 

Sarah:"Yes, Mom," she replied, reaching out to take Jane's hand. "Thank you for doing this."  

As they settled into their seats at the restaurant, the atmosphere shifted from tension to a tentative sense of ease. Jane glanced around the cozy interior, taking in the warm ambiance and the soft glow of candlelight flickering on the tables. The waiter approached, handing out menus with a polite smile. Jane skimmed through the offerings, her mind drifting as she contemplated the choices before her. Beside her, Sarah chattered excitedly, her enthusiasm infectious as she debated between different dishes. Across the table, he watched them both with a quiet sense of contentment, his gaze softening as he listened to their conversation. Despite the complexities of their past, there was a shared sense of camaraderie that lingered between them, a silent acknowledgement of the family they once were and could still be. As they placed their orders and waited for their meals to arrive, the tension that had hung between them earlier began to dissipate, replaced by an unspoken understanding and a renewed sense of connection. For a moment, they were simply a family enjoying a meal together, sharing laughter and stories as they savoured the simple pleasure of each other's company. 

After dinner they got out of the restaurant laughing and giggling, suddenly Jane's heart sank as she approached the car and saw the flattened tires. She cursed under her breath, frustration mounting at the unexpected setback. Sarah peered over her shoulder, concern etched on her face as she took in the scene. 

Sarah:"What happened, Mom?" Sarah asked, her voice tinged with worry. 

Jane:"It looks like we have a flat tire," Jane replied, her tone resigned. 

She glanced around the dimly lit parking lot, searching for any sign of a culprit. As the taxi pulled up nearby, Jane hurriedly waved to get its attention. With relief flooding through her, she ushered Sarah and John inside before climbing in herself. The comforting hum of the engine and the soft glow of the streetlights outside offered a sense of solace after the unexpected turn of events. Settling into the seat, Jane glanced at Sarah and John, a faint smile playing on her lips. 

Jane:"Well, it looks like we're taking a detour tonight," she said, her tone light despite the situation. Sarah nodded, a hint of adventure sparkling in her eyes as she leaned back against the seat.

Sarah:"It's like an unplanned adventure," she remarked, her voice tinged with excitement. 

After few minutes of ride the cabin in which they are smoke started to fill in.As the smoke filled the cabin, everyone's senses dulled, a disorienting haze clouding their thoughts. jane reached out, grasping for Sarah and John amidst the swirling mist, but her limbs felt heavy and sluggish, her movements slow and uncoordinated. The world around her seemed to blur and warp, the sound of the taxi's engine fading into a distant drone. Panic gnawed at the edges of her mind as she struggled to make sense of what was happening, but the thick smoke clouded her thoughts, obscuring her senses. With a heavy sense of dread, Jane's consciousness began to slip away, swallowed by the suffocating embrace of darkness. And as she descended into unconsciousness.  

With a gasp jane woke up after a splash of water on her face,As Jane's eyes adjusted to the dim light, she realized with a sinking feeling that she was indeed tied to a pole inside the hall of a yacht, Fw thugs standing in front of her. Panic threatened to overwhelm her, but she forced herself to stay calm, her mind racing as she assessed their situation. Looking around, she saw Sarah and John bound nearby, their expressions a mix of confusion and fear. Jane's heart ached at the sight of her daughter in distress, but she knew she had to stay strong for both of them. With a deep breath, Jane began to wriggle against her restraints, testing their strength and searching for any weakness. The ropes dug into her skin, but she refused to give up, determination fueling her efforts to break free. As she struggled against her bonds, Jane's mind raced with possibilities. Who had captured them, and why? And most importantly, how were they going to escape?

Jane:"Sarah! John!" she called out, her voice tight with worry. "Are you okay?" 

Jane's heart raced as she spotted the menacing figures, their guns trained on them with unwavering intensity. She knew they were in grave danger, and every instinct screamed at her to find a way out. 

Jane:"Stay calm," she told to Sarah and John, though her own voice trembled with fear. "We need to find a way to get out of here." 

But as she glanced around the dimly lit hall, her options seemed limited. They were outnumbered and outgunned, with no obvious means of escape. Jane's mind raced as she desperately searched for a plan, if she had her mask thugs would stand no chance but she can't do anything now. the leader of the thugs approached, his steps slow and deliberate, Jane braced herself for what was to come. She could feel the weight of his gaze, cold and calculating, as he sized her up with a predatory stare. 

Leader:"You're quite the troublemaker, aren't you?" he sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "But I must admit, I admire your tenacity." 

Jane met his gaze with steely determination, refusing to show any sign of weakness. She knew that in order to survive, she would need to stay one step ahead of this dangerous adversary. 

Jane:"What do you want?" she demanded, her voice steady despite the fear that gnawed at her insides.

 The leader's lips curled into a sinister smile as he circled her like a predator closing in on its prey.

Leader:"Oh, just a little something that belongs to me," he replied cryptically. 

Jane:"Something that's yours? What could you possibly want from me?" Jane countered, her voice tinged with frustration. 

The leader's expression remained inscrutable, his gaze piercing as he regarded her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. 

Leader"You have something that belongs to me," he declared, his voice low and menacing. "And im here to take it back." 

Jane's mind raced as she tried to make sense of his words. What could they possibly want from her? And what did she possess that could be of value to these ruthless criminals?  

Leader:"You'll find out soon enough," he sneered,

His tone dripping with malice as he turned to leave, his retreating figure disappearing into the shadows of the yacht's dimly lit interior. They are all left alone in the hall. Around half an hour later leader alone walked inside the hall and revealed the mask of Loki, Jane's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. The realization hit her like a thunderbolt – they had taken the source of her powers, the very essence of her ability to protect herself and those she loved. 

Jane:"That's mine!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with a mixture of anger and desperation. "You have no right to take it!" 

But the leader remained unmoved, his expression cold and calculating as he examined the mask with a sense of triumph. 

Leader:"This mask holds great power," he remarked, his tone dripping with menace. "And now, it belongs to me."

Jane's mind raced as she struggled to come to terms with the gravity of the situation. Without the mask, she was vulnerable, defenceless against the threats.  The leader placed the mask of Loki on his face, Jane's heart sank with dread. She watched in horror as a crackling energy enveloped him, swirling around his form like a tempest unleashed. With a flourish, he pressed the mask against his skin, its emerald hue blending seamlessly with his features. In an instant, the air seemed to ripple and distort around him, the very fabric of reality bending to accommodate the mask's power. His body convulsed with raw energy, contorting and morphing in a dazzling display of transformation. With a surge of light, the leader's figure was enveloped in a blinding green glow, his silhouette shifting and warping as the mask's magic took hold. His features stretched and elongated, his limbs extending into exaggerated proportions as if pulled by invisible strings. A maniacal grin spread across his face, his eyes alight with a manic gleam as the full extent of the mask's power coursed through his veins. With a triumphant laugh, he threw back his head, reveling in the sensation of absolute power coursing through him. As the transformation reached its peak, the leader emerged from the swirling vortex of energy, his form now that of a cartoonish caricature come to life. With exaggerated features and vibrant colors, he stood as a living embodiment of chaos and mischief, ready to unleash his newfound power upon the world. The transformation sent a shiver down Jane's spine, as she realized the extent of the power now at the drug lord's disposal. With the mask's abilities at his command, he could bend reality to his will, reshaping the world in his own image. leader now transformed wearing iconic yellow suit like that in movies walked toward jane. The leader's voice echoed through the dimly lit room, his words laced with a palpable sense of determination and desperation. 

Leader:"I have been after this mask for so long," he began, his tone heavy with the weight of years of fruitless pursuit. "That historian, I funded him to find it, to uncover its secrets and deliver it into my hands." . "Finally, after years of searching, he found it. But when he learned of my true intentions, he hid it away once more, hoping to thwart my plans." The leader's fists clenched at his sides, his frustration evident in every line of his face. "We tortured him, you know," he continued, his voice growing cold and distant. "Tried to extract the location of the mask from him, but he remained silent, steadfast in his refusal to betray his secrets." A grim shadow passed over his features as he spoke of the historian's wife. "We even tortured his wife in front of him, hoping to break his resolve. But she... she died under the weight of our cruelty, and soon after, he followed her into oblivion.". "After their deaths, we searched the house, the same house you live in now, tore it apart looking for any trace of the mask. But it was nowhere to be found," he admitted, his voice tinged with a note of bitter disappointment. "But then, just when I had almost lost hope, a month ago, a video reached me," he confessed, his tone shifting to one of grim anticipation. "A video that reignited the flames of my obsession, that set me on the path once more to claim what is rightfully mine." 

The leader pulled his phone out and navigated his phone's interface, swiftly locating the elusive footage he sought. With a sense of triumph, he tapped on the screen, and the video began to play, casting an eerie glow in the dimly lit room. As the clip unfolded, Jane's eyes widened in surprise and curiosity. Before her, a blur of vibrant green streaked across the screen. Jane's mind raced with frustration as She vividly recalled the day the video was taken, the exhilarating rush of adrenaline as she embraced the full extent of her newfound powers. But in her eagerness to enjoy the experience, she had let her guard down, allowing herself to be captured on camera for all the world to see. As the memory played out in her mind's eye, Jane couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. If only she had been more cautious, more mindful of the consequences of her actions. But now, staring at the damning footage before her, she realized that her moment of indiscretion had come back to haunt her in the most unexpected way. 

Leader: Thank you for your cooperation, i dont need you now , setting you free isn't an option so i have to kill you. 

he pulls out a gun from his pocket and aimed  at Jane and pulled the trigger, an unexpected twist unfolded. Instead of a deadly bullet, a shower of confetti erupted from the barrel of the gun, scattering colorful fragments in all directions. Jane's eyes widened in disbelief as she realized what had just transpired. Somehow, against all odds, she had been spared from certain death by the whims of fate or perhaps the mysterious powers of the mask of Loki,it may too wanted to save Jane. A wave of relief washed over her, tinged with a sense of incredulity at the bizarre turn of events. But there was little time to dwell on the strangeness of the situation.

 
Jane:"Looks like your plan just fizzled out," Jane quipped, her voice dripping with sarcasm. 

The leader's face contorted in frustration and confusion as he frantically pulled the trigger again and again, only to be met with the same harmless display of sparkles.

Leader:"What's going on?!" he shouted, his voice laced with panic. 

Jane chuckled, her confidence growing with each passing moment. 

Jane:"Seems like the Loki mask has a few tricks up its sleeve," she said, gesturing to the mask now adorning the leader's face.  

As Jane engaged in conversation with the leader, her ex-husband, seizing the moment, managed to free himself from his restraints. With a swift and silent movement, he launched himself at the leader from behind, tackling him to the ground before he could react. The leader let out a startled grunt as he was caught off guard, his grip on the Loki mask loosening in the chaos. Jane's ex-husband wrestled with him, struggling to gain control and disarm him.With a swift and precise strike, he delivered a well-placed blow that left the leader dazed and disoriented. With urgency in her voice, Jane directed her ex-husband to seize the moment and wrest the mask from the leader's face. 

Jane:"Quickly, grab the mask from behind his head and pull it away!" she commanded. 

John, understanding the gravity of the situation, wasted no time. With a determined look in his eyes, he lunged forward, his fingers closing around the edges of the mask. With a swift and forceful tug, he wrenched the mask from the leader's face, breaking its hold over him. As the mask was removed, the leader fall unconscious.Jane watched as john seized the mask from the leader's grasp. As he made his way toward her, she could feel the weight of destiny hanging in the balance, knowing that the fate of all who stood before her rested on the outcome of this pivotal moment.

Jane:"Quickly, place the mask on my face" Jane called out, her voice echoing with a sense of urgency . 

With a determined nod, her ex-husband hastened his steps, closing the distance between them in swift strides. As he reached her side ,his expression a mix of concern and resolve. 

John:"Be careful," he whispered, his voice tinged with apprehension as he met her gaze. "I trust you know what you're doing." 

Jane offered him a reassuring smile, john placed the mask on her face and backed off a littile. In an instant, a whirlwind of energy engulfed Jane, quickly transformed into she mask . john watched her in awe as Her once-mundane middle-aged physique underwent a breathtaking metamorphosis, her curves becoming more pronounced and her silhouette taking on the allure of a goddess. With a shimmering glow, her waist cinched to an enviable thinness, accentuating the graceful curve of her hips as they widened to perfection. Her bosom swelled, her modest chest expanding into a voluptuous DD cup, each curve exuding an irresistible allure that spoke of untold power and allure. Gone was the simple floral dress of her former self, replaced by a sleek and form-fitting latex catsuit that hugged her every curve with a tantalizing embrace. Its glossy surface shimmered in the light, the material molding to her newly-enhanced physique with a sensuous allure that left little to the imagination.  With just a simple tug against the restraints that bound her, she felt the resistance give way effortlessly, as if they were nothing more than flimsy strands against her newfound might. The metal bindings strained against her as she flexed her muscles, the sound of bending metal echoing through the room as they yielded to her incredible strength. With a triumphant grin, Jane tore free from her constraints with a single fluid motion, the shackles fall away .  Jane's voice cut through the tension like a beacon of reassurance, her words offering a sense of stability in the midst of uncertainty.

Jane:"I know you may have too many questions," she began, her tone gentle yet firm, "and I promise I'll answer them all. But right now, our priority is getting back home safely." 

Her words were met with a hesitant nod from Sarah and a wary glance from John, but there was an underlying sense of trust in their eyes. They may not have understood the full extent of Jane's transformation, but they trusted her implicitly, knowing that she would always do whatever it took to keep them safe. With a silent agreement, they fell into step behind Jane as she led the way.  As they reached the door , Bullets tore through the air, shattering the glass, , Jane, Sarah, and John moved instinctively, seeks cover behind a nearby table as the cacophony of gunfire echoed around them.  The groans of pain from John pierced through the chaos of the gunfire, sending a jolt of fear through Jane's heart. She turned to see him clutching his leg, blood seeping through his fingers from where the bullet had struck.

Jane:"John!" Jane exclaimed, her voice filled with concern as she crawled over to him, Gritting his teeth against the pain, John looked up at Jane with a mixture of anguish and determination.

John:"I'll be fine," he insisted, his voice strained. "Just get us out of here." 

With a nod of determination, Jane quickly assessed John's wound, her mind racing . With a swift spin, Jane's black latex outfit morphed seamlessly into the crisp white coat of a doctor. The transformation was flawless, as if she had always been clad in medical attire. Now dressed to attend to her husband's wounds, she wasted no time in springing into action.

Jane:"Stay calm, honey," she said, 

With practiced hands, Jane began to assess the damage, her mind focused on the task at hand. She examined his legs carefully, checking for signs of injury and assessing the extent of the damage. As she worked, her movements were precise and efficient. Despite the chaos unfolding around them, Jane remained calm and composed, her focus unwavering as she tended to her husband's injuries. She knew that they were in a dangerous situation, but she refused to let fear cloud her judgment.  Jane retrieved a pistol from her boobs and handed it to sarah.

Jane: sweetheart , i know you never fired a gun , but its easy just aim and fire, lookout if anyone comes inside the room , while i bandaids your dad. 

Sarah took the gun turned around took keep an eye out. With swift precision, Jane retrieved a set of scalpels from the infinite pockets of her enhanced boobs, her movements fluid and practiced. Clad in her doctor's attire, she approached her husband with confidence, her focus solely on the task of removing the bullet lodged in his leg. 

Jane:"Keep still," she instructed, 

Her voice calm yet authoritative as she began the delicate procedure. With skilled hands, she made careful incisions, working meticulously to extract the foreign object from his flesh. Despite the urgency of the situation,her attention fully devoted to her patient and the task at hand. As she worked, her husband's pain began to ease, his trust in her unwavering as he placed his life in her capable hands. With each precise movement of the scalpel, Jane edged closer to success, her determination driving her forward. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Jane successfully removed the bullet, her relief palpable as she gently stitched up the wound.she thought about putting a cotton bandage but that would make the healing slower , while mastering her powers jane has discovered that her boobs are now capable of producing any liquids , beverages and chemicals as she wills, so using her current medical knowledge she willed  her boobs to produce a protective substance that could shield John's wound from further harm and will help to heal it faster, she opened front buttons of her doctor coat revealing naked DD size boobs underneath. Jane notices the change of experience on John's face. Jane also giggled but then focused her attention on her husband's wound, She knew her enhanced abilities allowed her to provide unconventional yet effective treatment. She groped the boobs and aimed her nipples at the injury site, streams of fibrous white slimy webs shot out from tiny holes of her nipples, coating the wound with a sticky layer the top exposed part of the slime hardened like plaster, forming a protective barrier. However, beneath the hardened surface, the interior remained slimy and squishy, providing a cushioning effect to protect his wound from further harm. John looked on in amazement as the slimy substance enveloped his wound, forming a sturdy barrier that sealed off the injured area from the outside world. The pain began to subside, replaced by a sense of relief as the protective coating took hold.

John: "Wow," John breathed, his voice filled with wonder. "What... what is this stuff?" 

Jane offered him a reassuring smile as she finished spraying the protective coating. 

Jane:"It's just something that with powers of mask i can do," she explained, her tone calm despite the urgency of their situation. "It'll keep your wound safe and help it heal faster."  

John's eyes widened in astonishment as he processed Jane's revelation. 

John:"So, you mean to tell me that you can produce any liquid substance with that mask?" he asked, his voice tinged with disbelief. Jane nodded, her expression serious.

Jane:"Yes, it's one of the many abilities the mask has granted me," she replied. "I can create everything from water to complex chemicals." 

As if to demonstrate, Jane focused her thoughts, summoning a small drop of white clear liquid which dropped on metal and quicky started etching it away. 

Jane:I can produce anything from hot coffee to potent acids, all with just a simple mental command." 

John's mind reeled at the implications of Jane's words. The possibilities seemed endless, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the incredible power that Jane wielded with the mask. 

John:"That's... incredible," he murmured, his voice filled with wonder. "I had no idea..." 

Jane offered him a reassuring smile, sensing his amazement. 

Jane:"There's still a lot you need to see. "But for now, let's focus on getting out of here in one piece." As the operation concluded, 

Jane With a subtle mental command,  initiated her transformation sequence once more, the latex material of her doctor's outfit rippling and shifting as it morphed back into her sleek and form-fitting latex attire.  

Jane:"Stay here and stay safe," Jane instructed firmly, her voice carrying a note of reassurance. "I'll deal with the thugs outside and make sure it's safe for us to leave." 

With that, Jane sprang into action, her movements fluid and decisive as she made her way towards the source of the commotion. As she approached the door leading to the exterior of the yacht, she could hear the muffled sounds of gunfire and raised voices, indicating that the situation outside was escalating. Jane reached into her enhanced boobs, and pulled out two heavy machine guns, she felt the weight of the weapons in her hands, their cool metal surfaces contrasting with the warmth of her latex-clad skin. Her heart pounding with adrenaline, Jane took a moment to assess the situation before her. The thugs outside were heavily armed and dangerous, but she was determined to protect her family and put an end to their threat once and for all. With a steely gaze and a firm grip on her weapons, Jane advanced towards the source of the gunfire. Bullets whizzed past her, but she remained focused, her movements swift and precise as she returned fire with deadly accuracy. The sound of gunfire echoed across the deck of the yacht as Jane unleashed a barrage of bullets upon the thugs, her enhanced prowess allowing her to take down multiple assailants with ease.  As the thugs unleashed a hail of bullets in her direction, she remained steadfast, her latex dress proving to be more than just a sultry revealing outfit. With each impact, the bullets ricocheted off her latex-clad skin, their attempts to harm her thwarted by the supernatural protection granted to her by the mask. Like raindrops bouncing off a sturdy umbrella, the projectiles were deflected harmlessly away, unable to penetrate inside her.  With her heightened senses alerting her to the imminent danger, Jane swiftly pivoted, her gaze locking onto the incoming RPG hurtling towards her. Time seemed to slow as she assessed the threat, her mind racing with potential courses of action. In a split-second decision, Jane mentally commanded her enhanced bosoms to spring into action. In an instant, they inflated like giant airbags, forming a protective barrier around her body. The incoming RPG met the resilient surface of her bosoms, which absorbed the impact with a comical boing sound.  The tip attempted to puncture the inflated airbags, but to the thugs' astonishment, the elastic skin of the blossoms stretched like a catapult, repelling the explosive projectile with a force that sent it hurtling back towards its origin. The alley erupted into chaos as the RPG, now a deadly boomerang, soared through the air, closing the distance between itself and the bewildered thugs. Panic flashed in their eyes as they scrambled to evade the imminent danger they had unwittingly unleashed. With a resounding explosion, the RPG detonated among the thugs, sending them sprawling in different directions. The force of the blast echoed through the alley, leaving behind a scene of disarray and incapacitated adversaries. Jane stood amidst the aftermath, her enhanced boobs which turned into protective air bags started to deflate, nipples started to release air and As it started to deflate, it emitted a series of comical sounds. It began with a high-pitched squeak, reminiscent of a mouse caught in a trap. Then came a series of rapid "pfft, pfft, pfft" noises, returning to their original form,  Jane marched back into the hall, her latex-clad figure exuding confidence despite the recent chaos. 

John and Sarah, huddled behind the table, looked up at her with a mix of relief and anxiety.

Jane:"Is everyone okay?" Jane asked, her voice firm yet comforting. John nodded, still wincing from the pain in his leg.

John:"We're alright, thanks to you," he replied, gratefulness evident in his eyes. 

Sarah rushed over to Jane, wrapping her arms around her waist. "Mom, you're amazing!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with admiration and awe. Jane smiled down at her daughter, patting her gently on the back. 

Jane:"Just doing what I had to do, sweetheart," she said, her tone softening as she reassured her.  

As they entered the corridor of the yacht, Jane, John, and Sarah were greeted by the realization that their vessel was in the middle of the vast expanse of the sea. Sarah turned to her mother, her eyes filled with worry.

Sarah:"Mom, how are we going to get back to land?" she asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty. 

Jane placed a reassuring hand on Sarah's shoulder, offering her a comforting smile. 

Jane:"We'll find a way, Sarah," she replied, her voice steady despite the lingering sense of unease. "We just need to stay calm and think things through." 

John stepped forward, his expression determined. 

John:"We'll figure it out together," he added, his tone resolute as he joined Jane in comforting their daughter.  Suddenly laughter echoed through the corridor, sending a shiver down Jane's spine. As Jane turned around, her eyes locked onto the source of the laughter, and her heart sank. There, standing before her, was the leader of the thugs, his silhouette illuminated by the dim light filtering through the corridor. A wicked grin stretched across his face as he stared at Jane with a menacing gaze. 

Leader:"You thought you could escape from me, Jane?" the leader taunted, his voice dripping with malice. "You and your little family are mine now." 

Jane's jaw tightened with determination as she stepped forward, shielding Sarah and John behind her. Jane's eyes met those of her daughter and ex-husband, she silently conveyed her plan and ordered them to jump into the sea. Sarah wanted to say something but couldn't. 

Jane:"Trust me," Jane replied, her voice firm but reassuring. 

With a determined nod, she gestured for Sarah and John to follow her order.  With a leap of faith, John and Sarah plunged into the cool embrace of the sea, trusting Jane's guidance implicitly.  With a flicker of motion, Jane's figure blurred into a cyclone of movement, blur of green tornado twisting and weaving around the leader like a whirlwind. The rope in her hands became a blur of motion as she expertly looped it around the leader binding him tightly in place. Jane stood before the leader, her eyes gleaming with smile as she surveyed her handiwork. The ropes coiled tightly around the thug's body, rendering him helpless. Jane reached into her enhanced boobs and retrieved a large time bomb, its ominous ticking echoing in the tense atmosphere. She deftly attached it to the rope coiled around the leader's body,  The leader's voice cracked with panic as he witnessed Jane's decisive action. 

Leader:"Stop it! What are you doing?" he screamed, 

His eyes widened with fear and desperation as he realized the gravity of the situation. But it was too late; Jane's resolve was unwavering, and the bomb was primed to detonate. With a flirtatious grin, Jane leaned in and kissed the leader's cheek swiftly. 

Jane:"See ya,".

Then, without another word, she darted away and jumped into the sea, leaving the leader bound and helpless, staring wide-eyed at the ticking time bomb strapped to his body.  Jane's heart sank as she searched frantically for any sign of John and Sarah amidst the dark expanse of the sea. The waves lapped gently against her, and the distant city lights twinkled like distant stars, mocking her desperation. She called out their names, her voice echoing into the night, but there was no response. Panic began to rise within her. Finding no one With a surge of determination, Jane dove beneath the surface,thanks to powers of mask , she could breath underwater and dived deeper , without need to come to surface for air. She scanned the dark depths, her enhanced vision piercing through the shadows with ease. Amidst the aquatic expanse, Jane spotted a glimmer of light below. With a powerful kick, she propelled herself towards it, her body slicing through the water with graceful precision. As she drew closer, the light grew brighter, revealing the familiar figures of John and Sarah. With a smile of relief, Jane reached out and took their hands,and quickly paddled herself onto the surface. Sarah and John gasped for air as they breached the surface, their chests heaving with the effort of drawing in precious lungfuls of oxygen  Jane enveloped Sarah and John in a tight embrace, her arms a sanctuary of warmth and safety amidst the vast expanse of the ocean. Jane's voice trembled with relief as she whispered, 

Jane:"Thank goodness you're safe. I thought I had lost you." 

Sarah's voice quivered with concern as she asked, 

Sarah:"How do we get back to the city? It's so far from here, and we can't swim that long." 

Her eyes darted nervously between Jane and John, seeking reassurance in their uncertain situation. Jane's voice took on a playful tone as she reassured Sarah, 

Jane:"No worries, my sweetheart. Mommy Mask to the rescue!" She flashed a confident grin, trying to lighten the mood. "Alright, hold on tight, you two," Jane instructed, 

Her voice tinged with determination. with a mental command Jane's legs transformed into propellers, a surge of exhilaration coursed through her veins. With her daughter Sarah and her ex-husband John holding onto her tightly,  With a swift motion, Jane dove into the water, the propeller-like legs propelling them forward with surprising speed like a torpedo. Sarah and John held onto her, their faces a mixture of awe and trepidation as they skimmed across the surface of the sea. The cool water sprayed against their faces, and Jane couldn't help but feel a sense of freedom and liberation as she glided through the waves. The city lights twinkled in the distance, guiding them back to shore. As they neared the shore, Jane's legs transformed back to their normal state, and they emerged from the water.  Jane collapsed onto the soft sand, the exhaustion of their journey washed over her like a tidal wave. Her chest heaved with each ragged breath, the exertion of their escape evident in the rapid rise and fall of her big firm titties. After a few moments, Jane's breathing began to steady, and she pushed herself up onto her elbows, 

Jane:"We're almost there," she said, her voice hoarse but resolute. "Just a little farther."  

Sarah and John sank down onto the sand beside Jane, they simply lay there, the gentle rhythm of the waves providing a soothing backdrop to their collective exhaustion.  After few minutes of rest , Jane rose to her feet. 

Jane : lets go home. 

Jane effortlessly lifted both Sarah and John into her arms. Their weight was inconsequential to her enhanced strength, Jane's body was engulfed in a swirling vortex of emerald-green energy. In the blink of an eye, she transformed into a blur of motion, her form barely visible as she moved with unimaginable speed. To the ordinary observer, it would have been nothing more than a fleeting blur, a trick of the eye. But in reality, Jane was hurtling through the air at breakneck speed, her movements propelled by the raw power of the mask she wore.With each passing second, she covered vast distances, her surroundings blurring into a kaleidoscope of colours as she raced towards her destination. The wind whipped past her, Jane arrived at her home, her body slowing to a stop as she came to a halt in front of the familiar door. The green energy dissipated, leaving her standing there., Jane stepped forward, pushing open the door and ushering Sarah and John inside.  Jane tenderly pressed a kiss to Sarah's forehead, her lips lingering for a moment before she gently pulled away.
Jane:"Go change into your pyjamas, sweetheart," she murmured, her voice soft and comforting. "It's late, and you need to get some rest. We'll talk about everything tomorrow."  

Turning back to John,Jane led John to their bedroom,  As Jane and John entered the room, Jane swiftly moved to lock the door behind them. With a decisive click, she ensured that they were safe from any unwanted intrusions. John's voice broke the silence, his words heavy with realization.

John:"So it was you that night, came to my house." Jane's gaze softened as she met his eyes.

Jane:"Yes, John," she admitted, her voice gentle but firm. "It was me." John's expression was a mix of surprise and understanding. 

John:"I knew it," he said, a hint of relief in his tone. "I could sense it somehow." 

Jane nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. 

Jane:"I had to make sure you were okay," she explained, her voice tinged with emotion. "Even after everything that happened between us, I still cared about you."  

John's hand found its place on Jane's thin latex-clad waist, a sudden tug pulled her closer to him. Their bodies pressed together, and Jane's chest collided with John's, sending a jolt of electricity through them both. Their eyes met, and in that moment, time seemed to stand still. There was an undeniable chemistry between them, a spark that refused to be ignored. Jane's breath caught in her throat as she felt the warmth of John's touch, his fingers lingering on her waist. She could feel the rapid beat of his heart, mirroring her own.  John pressed his lips to Jane's, Their kiss was electric, sending shivers down her spine as their lips moved in perfect harmony. Jane's heart raced as she melted into his embrace, her hands instinctively finding their way around his neck.For Jane, it was a moment of pure ecstasy, a feeling she never wanted to end. She surrendered herself completely.  Jane's voice was soft, almost a whisper, as she suggested, 

Jane:"Let me help you change clothes. 

Jane jerked John, a strange sensation enveloped him, and his body began to spin in its place. It was as if he had been caught in a whirlwind, As John spun, his clothes began to unravel from his body, caught up in the whirlwind of motion. Piece by piece, they were torn away from him, carried off by the force of his spinning. At first, John barely noticed, his focus consumed by the disorienting sensation of his spinning body. But as the whirlwind intensified, he felt the fabric of his clothes pulling away from him. With each rotation, more and more of his clothing was stripped away, until he stood naked and exposed, his skin tingling with the cool night air.  John trembles at the sudden loss of clothing, feeling goosebumps rise along his flesh due to the cool air. But before he can protest or question this unexpected turn of events, Jane steps forward, completely unabashed in her own nudity. Her voluptuous figure is accented by her DD-cup breasts, which press against John's torso as they embrace. The friction of their nude bodies ignites a spark within them, amplified by the tautness of John's erection brushing against Jane's inner thighs. Jane whispers into John's ear,

Jane: "Let me keep you warm," leads him towards the bed. 

She pushes him down onto the mattress, then positions herself above him, her eyes gleaming with desire. Like a prowling cougar, she lowers her head towards John's throbbing member, encircling its base with her full, bimbo lips. The intensity of Jane's skillful ministrations sends waves of pleasure coursing through John's veins. He moans, 

John: "I'm about to come! Easy, honey!" 

But Jane doesn't relent; instead, she increases the pressure until finally, John releases a stream of hot semen directly into Jane's waiting mouth. His climax causes her cheeks to bulge comically, yet she manages to swallow every drop with a satisfied smack of her lips. Pulling away from John's now spent member, Jane asks playfully, jane: 

Jane:"How was it, honey?" 

John breathlessly, still reeling from the experience,  

John : "Incredible… I never imagined we could have something like this." 

Jane teasingly remarks, 

Jane:"Hold onto your horses, honey, there's more," 

she takes charge, positioning John's eager member inside her enchanted pussy. The surge of pleasure hits her body like electricity flowing through a charged device, thanks to the heightened sensitivity granted by the Loki mask. Each thrust resonates throughout her sensitive nerve endings, creating a symphony of ecstasy. Meanwhile, John revels in the unique combination of penetration and stimulation as Jane expertly controls her internal muscles, providing him with the most extraordinary pussy ride he's experienced. Unable to resist the power of Jane's magical pussy, John erupts violently, filling her womb with another burst of warm cum. Overwhelmed by the intense sensations, Jane loses balance and begins to fall forward. However, John catches her swiftly, preventing any harm. The sight of Jane's jiggling bosom inches from his face triggers a final twitch in his already drained member. With her remaining energy depleted, Jane collapses onto John's face, her ample breasts pressing against his nose and mouth. Both lovers lie exhausted, panting heavily. Slowly, Jane removes herself from John's softening member and lies next to him, planting a tender kiss on his forehead. Without removing the Loki mask, she drifts off to sleep alongside John.

note- i'll add images in future as i render them .