(https://www.fuckyeahcurvygirls.com/wp-content/uploads/perfect-thick-body.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Tara O'Dell<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Goddess<br/><strong>Tagging: Any</strong><br/><br/>The redheaded young woman surveyed the ever-shifting training ground and deliberately schooled her expression into one of nervous eagerness. Even if, inside, she regarded the entire exercise with a mix of disdain and contempt. The idea that she would be forced to display herself like a prize trained animal for the approval of people who were less than she was was insulting. But the prize could well be worth it. Admission to the school and it's collection of supers was well worth a little temporary humiliation.<br/><br/>And look, they even gave her some help! She looked around at the collection of students who had been assembled for her run, which was scheduled after several other groups had already run. The students seemed a bit more confident after seeing their peers pass the course. Most importantly, they had already been affected by her. The boys and girls had naturally gravitated to her as soon as she had arrived. All she'd had to do was be fun and flirty and wrap them around her little finger. Such good little slaves! If the school wanted to see an example of teamwork, she'd show them what her drones could do with the proper incentive. She'd already started cataloguing the powers of this particular set. Flight, telekinesis, optic blasts, and so much more. All their powers were impressive enough. And now they were hers to use as she saw fit.<br/><br/>She gave her adoring new groupies a dazzling smile. "Our turn's almost up. Remember the plan, lads and lassies. The one who's most helpful to me gets a kiss afterwards." Her accent, thick with the rich brogue of Ireland, washed over her compatriots, filling their minds with images of the glorious pleasures that awaited them if they could just be the one who helped their goddess in her time of need. And quietly, Tara was implanting a few hypnotic commands for now and for later. She rested a hand on a cocked hip. "Let's give the crowd a good show."<br/><br/>When it was time, she and her team stepped out to the starting line. The course had changed of course. A massive maze had formed out of the ground. "Sienna, carry me up! The rest of you, follow our lead." The lovely chocolate lass with the curling black hair took her goddess's hand, her heart beating in overtime at the mere touch of Tara, and lifted her into the skies over the maze. The rest of the squad raced into the maze behind them, on foot or in the air. When Sienna flew high enough, the drones appeared. Little round things with cattle prods to deal with the flyers. Tara busied herself calling directions to Sienna and the rest of the flyers, while down below the ground team busied themselves with leaping over trap doors and spinning bars.<br/><br/>"Marcus, burn the field ahead!" A ground-bound boy with flames rising from his head and hands launched a stream of fire forward, incinerating the columns that had risen from the ground to turn the maze into a wall of spinning bars charged with enough electricity to jolt. "Ken, to your left!" The portly Ken winced as a spinning bot shoulder-tackled him into a wall, which he bounced off of and continued to bounce like a ball.<em>Pathetic.</em><br/><br/>A bot got close enough that Tara felt the electric charge of the cattle prod making her hair stand up. "Pay attention Sienna! Do<em>not</em>let them touch me!" A quick glance. "Gabby, Daisy, deal with these pests!" The blonde Gabrielle began firing optic energy blasts while Daisy flew forward and put her fists through the solid metal of the bots. The first few minutes were hectic, but Tara kept her team focused with military precision. The onlookers wanted teamwork, teamwork she would give them. When the maze shifted, rising upwards to become a wall of spinning columns with extendable electrified bars emerging from them, she ordered Sienna to lower her gently to the ground. The other flyers followed her down to the groundpounders.<br/><br/>"All right team! Here's the plan. Noriko, go in front. Gabby, Marcus, Daisy, you're with me. The rest of you go with your assigned teams." Oh yes, she had assigned the group to individual squads back in the locker room. Made situations like this easier. "Noriko, raise your field and cover me." The petite Japanese girl raised her hands and a shimmering forcefield of blue energy surrounded her and Tara. "Over the bars and be quick about it!" With that, the squads charged in unison, individuals scrambling over or under the bars in rapid succession. Noriko wasn't as good with climbing and running, but the forcefield prevented the electrified bars from touching either her or Tara, which was all Tara cared about. Any that got too close were ripped apart by the super-strong Daisy or blasted apart by Gabby or Marcus. Tara made a show of ducking and weaving the same as her "team" to really sell that she was working hard out here and not just bossing around a bunch of useful idiots.<br/><br/>Finally they reached the end of the columns and faced their final challenge: A pit in front and a net clinging to a wall on the far side, with an ever-lowering forcefield to prevent the flyers from just soaring over it.<em>Ugh, I might actually break a sweat.</em>"Daisy, throw me across. The rest of ya, plan B." Daisy, plain, simple country-girl Daisy, blushed like she was made of fire as she touched her goddess to lift her and fling her across the pit. There was a sense of exhilaration as she flew, but it was all too brief. Soon she was clinging to the net and climbing it.<em>Well, it's not a total loss. My arse looks good in these tight jeans. Good motivation for the troops.</em>Once she was at the top, she hit the buzzer, then magnanimously helped up the others of her team. You know. To show that whole "team effort" and "good sport" bullshit that was expected.<br/><br/>She looked at her time. 2:30. Not bad for a bunch of randoms she'd enthralled with only a few minutes to spare. If she was interested in physical challenges she might attempt to run this again sometime with a better trained team. "Well done, everyone!" The fake cheer was easy to put in her voice. "And as promised..." She came over and kissed Daisy gently on the cheek, sending a wave of pleasure through the girl that sent her to her knees, where she belonged.<em>Funny. I don't think Daisy has even kissed a boy before. I might just have to claim her firsts.</em><br/><br/>That done, she approached the other students she could see gathering.<em>Things are looking up.</em>"Hi! That was an amazing course, wasn't it?" Her smile was there, her tone was warm and exhilarated. Her first day looked to be off to a good start.<br/><br/>