>>149242706
No, I mean think about it: nobody can touch her without falling unconscious or flat-out dying if the contact is prolongued enough, and it looks painful as hell to boot. That obviously kills her prospects of a dating life and would give her major intimacy issues, it'd drive her up the wall with frustration. No amount of masturbation would be enough, anon, it would make things worse in the long run. Eventually (because rape fantasies are more common among women than you think) since she can't have a steady boyfriend she might reach the point where she decides the only way to lose her cherry is to be assaulted. Now imagine her sneaking out of Xavier's and going out to the bad part of town in that short skirt, sheer top and fuck-me makeup, hanging around dirty back alleys and other dimly lit spots, waiting for a guy to force himself on her. She'd do her level best to hide her anticipation and act like a helpless victim while the would-be rapist fumbles with his belt.

'course, the second this hypothetical rapist touches down it's all over for him, the dynamic reverses immediately and now he's the one powerlessly lying there while she has her way with him. It's like being electrocuted, no matter how much he wants to let go and get away, his body is still instinctively tensing up, and that likely also applies downstairs. It'll take some trial and error to figure out how to get herself off without killing the guy in her eagerness (and even if she does, hey, who's gonna care about some rapist lowlife?) but she's got more than enough determination to figure it out. When it's all said and done she puts her clothes back on and toddles back to Xavier's. The would-be rapist will remember nothing of what happened except that he got black-out drunk or overdosed, and that's assuming she didn't kill him (but see above).

The next morning she shows up to class looking tired and disheveled but less stressed than usual. Nobody notices enough to wonder why.