Extra long chapter because of the holidays. The characters of Carolina I imagine looking like Salma Hayek and Stephanie is Jenna Ortega.

Where will this new lease on life lead our heroine? Contains strong sexual content and language! Please review!

I woke up maybe like an hour later, all I could smell was fish and beer, I think I got jabbed by another syringe, this one was in one of the garbage bags I landed on; I just hoped this one would be more fun. It took a lot to pick myself up out of the trash. Things were still a blur, no clue what was happening to me or why I was having these...impulses...but I knew I better get back to my apartment before I gave myself anymore unwanted attention. Somehow I must have teleported from the piles of garbage bags to the inside of a strip club; I keep wanting to call it a titty-bar. My brain was doing some weird stuff, it was like things were real and not real at the same time if that makes a lick of sense. I remembered sitting close to the stage one moment with some beautiful Latino woman shaking her business in my face and the next I was getting a lap dance by her in a private room. She was laughing, teasing me, I had no plans on stopping her I was...having a good time? She playfully told me to stop touching her ass, but I mean if you saw it you would understand why couldn't help myself; to say it was glorious would be an understatement, an insult to her and her profession. She said I was getting too grabby or whatever and I had to leave when things were just getting good. I told her, 'Whatever! I can get myself off any time!' I was out of there before security could throw me out. I put my hood up and walked down a filthy alley I used as a normal shortcut to my place. I catcalled some college girls, these ones looked a lot prettier than the ones at that shithole bar, one of them looked like a German model. I can't even remember what I said but she looked stunned, her friends laughed and pulled her along. At least I kept my hands to myself...

Jessica forced her way into her apartment, breaking the door, unable or too lazy to search her pockets for the key; she passed out on the filthy, booze stained mattress she had on the floor of her bedroom. She slept the entire next day away, head still spinning. The only thing that woke Jessica up were some loud kids in the hallway outside, both were arguing over something stupid by the sounds of it. Still pissed off with a screaming headache she got up and stormed out of the apartment. Two boys, about 13 were fighting, pushing each other back and forth, Jessica noticed something in one of their hands, a rolled up magazine it looked like.

"Hey!"

Both boys stopped and backed away from each other, they didn't even have to look at her to know who it was, they could smell her.

"Run! It's that crazy lady!"

One boy got past Jessica while the shorter one holding the magazine wasn't so lucky, she grabbed him by the shirt collar.

"Hey! Keep it down! Some people are sleeping this time of day!"

"Fuck you, lady! It's like 3 in the afternoon!"

Jessica got a good look at the magazine he was holding, it was some old sleazy porn mag with a very voluptuous woman on the cover; he caught Jessica looking, he swore she was drooling at what she saw.

Jessica pretended to be offended, "Kid this is disgusting!" She tore it away from him, fully intending on keeping it for herself.

"Hey! Give that back!"

Jessica couldn't take her eyes off of it, the woman had red hair and a killer rack, she rambled at the kid while she flipped through the pages.

"I mean...what would your mother say if...damn..."

The boy punched Jessica in the side which did nothing, Jessica noticed something fall from the magazine, thinking they were ripped pages, Jessica found it was a fold out of a gorgeous brunette woman lying on a pool table.

Damn! Why can't I look away from this? Do I...like this? I shouldn't like this...should I?

"Hey! Come on! I didn't get to look at it!"

Jessica finally snapped, she punched a hole through the paper thin wall just above the kid's head, "Run home you little shit! This is mine! Go use the internet like a normal perv!"

Jessica smiled at the picture of the naked lady, finally alone with her. She felt so giddy scoring a porn mag, she wasn't sure why this would excite her so much; she didn't even think there was much use for these things anymore especially for any kid who has other ways of seeing naked women. The rest of the day Jessica got comfortable in her apartment with the magazine, imagining all kinds of impossible situations involving these mystery women she could get into. She might have only masturbated a couple times in her lifetime, (it was hard getting laid when you could scare off any potential hookup when they knew you could crush them with your weirdo powers). It was quiet enough for her to slide out of her jeans and do her business. She sat at her desk and touched her pussy, she was shocked at how wet she already was, somehow this turned her on even more, maybe it was the thrill of trying something new, having the insane thoughts she was having. She looked through some more of the magazine, she rubbed herself harder and harder, focused on their intense eyes, painted lips, impossible figures, their bodies were art. SHe fingered herself, it was a like a jackhammer about to hit a water pipe. Jessica was about to cum and she was about to cum hard, she'd never experienced an orgasm so powerful, she was almost afraid of letting it happen, she might explode, the whole building could come down. What if this was how she died? What she was known for?

'Super Degenerate Kills Self and hundreds With Her Pants Down'

At least she would die with a smile on her face.

Jessica couldn't keep herself from screaming, by the might of her own hand she was like a Geiser, her juices sprayed everywhere, she was like a leaky faucet, no a fountain spraying everything around the apartment, nothing was safe in her path, she broke a lamp, dishes and her TV. She caught her breath and looked around at the damage, that actually knocked the wind out of her, it was like an extreme workout. Once she got a good look around at the damage, including some holes in the wall she had an epiphany.

"Awesome."

After accomplishing...something, Jessica decided to go out for a couple shots and maybe hit on some more women, it was kind of fun even if she got turned down; she ignored texts from Trish and the landlord. With her jacket on she couldn't help but think she was missing something, she looked down to see her bare legs.

"Whoops," wouldn't be the first time she'd leave without pants on, certainly wouldn't be the last either.

Once she had her tight jeans covering her bubble butt, Jessica was out the door, she forgot about what she did to the door however, it could hardly even close now, no tenants insurance, even if she did lie about a break in but maybe she could talk to the landlord and get some pity.

A young woman carrying a cardboard box walked by, "Hey, are you ok?" She pointed to the broken door; Jessica noticed the hole in the wall she made earlier but no one else must have seen yet.

Jessica laughed, "Place is falling apart."

"Oh, that's a relief, I thought maybe you were robbed. Did you hear that weird sound? It almost sounded like a woman screaming and the apartment shook. My mom told me it was an Earthquake but I keep telling her they don't get Earthquakes in New York."

She sure was a talker, Jessica got a better look at her, she had a friendly smile, short, big brown eyes and dark hair, she looked Hispanic but no accent. The girl noticed the sign on Jessica's foggy window, "You're a P.I?"

Jessica smirked, having only dirty thoughts and said, "Yup, Pussy Inspector."

The girl covered her mouth to keep from laughing too hard. Jessica never got many big laughs so she accepted it, not being her normal grumpy self she didn't turn the girl away.

"New to the building?"

Once she found the ability to stop laughing she answered, "I just moved here with my mother."

Jessica wasn't sure why that sounded so intriguing, "Mother? So no..."

The girl got a little quiet, "Um, no. Uh, just us.

Single parent? Why is that turning me on?

Jessica felt the need to comfort her, she put her hands on her shoulders, soft grip since she looked kind of fragile.

"Well, hey, if you need any help you know like being shown around...I'm here."

Jessica winked at her, the girl was so innocent, she looked up at her with those Disney Princess-esque eyes.

"Wow, thank you. That's so nice."

"Er how old are you?"

"18. Almost 19 though."

18, that's all I needed to hear! Wow...that should not have excited me...

"Well you are very grown up."

"Mind telling my mom that? She's so afraid of letting me go to college."

"Stephanie! Where are you?"

It was the mother, she was at their apartment door just down the hall, Jessica almost pushed the girl out of the way to get a better look.

You got to be kidding me!

She was drop dead gorgeous and had one of the best bodies Jessica had seen, even better than some in that sleazy magazine. Tanned skin, curvy, not to mention stacked and she knew it, she was showing a lot of cleavage in that mauve blouse of hers.

"Coming, Mom!" Stephanie rolled her eyes and sighed, they must have been at this a while, in need of a break, "I guess I better go."

"Well, hey, it was nice meeting you. I'll be seeing you around."

Before Stephanie left she had to ask, "Um, you know if you aren't in too much of a rush my mom, she makes really good tacos..."

Jessica was finding her heart strings being pulled.

She is too sweet for her own good.

"Thanks, Stephanie but I have business to attend to," she noticed that she'd been holding that box of hers for a while now and she was having some trouble keeping it in her hands, "Need a little help?"

Jessica took the box with ease, one handed.

"Whoa! You're strong!"

Jessica laughed, "Easier than it looks."

This was as good as an excuse as any to meet the hot Milf next door, she was older but like most wine got finer with age.

"Hi there," Jessica smiled.

Stephanie's mother smiled nervously and took the box from her.

"Hi, thank you."

"Sorry, I was just talking to your daughter. Didn't mean to hold her up."

"That's ok, Miss..."

"Jones. Jessica Jones. I was telling her that if you need anything just let me know."

"Oh why thank you so much."

Jessica strained herself not to look down her blouse.

"Please come in and join us. I'll be starting dinner."

Believe me lady, I'd love to more than anything but I'm afraid things would get X rated.

Jessica listened to the voice in the back of her head, bad idea. She needed to control herself and who was to say she wouldn't rip her top off in the middle of eating? She might not even just grab her breasts, she might suck on them. Suck on them in front of her daughter!

"Thank you so much..."

"Carolina."

"Carolina," Jessica repeated, finding she liked that name.

"These streets don't seem really all that safe but it looks like you know your way around. Maybe you could help us out some time? Maybe be our escort?"

Jessica wasn't sure if she was flirting or if this was just her dumb horny mind making it seem that way.

"Sure. Any time, Carolina. You both have a good night now."

Both Carolina and Stephanie watched Jessica strut down the hallway and put up her hood.

"She seemed nice," Stephanie said.

"Yes," said her mother with a smile, "You don't meet a lot of people like her."

Jessica pounded back a couple of shots, she sat in front of the street window to get a good look at all the skin passing by; all that separated her from them was glass, she felt like an animal. Some big guy in a not so cheap suit sat down next to her and tried talking but Jessica assumed he was trying to hit on her.

"Listen, pal, unless you're going to magically turn into a blonde in a bikini, I ain't listening."

"Huh? Aren't you Jessica Jones? Someone told me you could help me."

She scoffed, looking down at the collection of empty shot glasses she had on the table, "Does it look like I can help you?"

He showed her a picture on his phone, some young blonde woman with dimples, Jessica frowned, "Is that who you're going to turn into?"

"She's my daughter Casey, she's a cheerleader over at the college. No one has seen or heard from her in over a week..."

Jessica could pick up on the panic in his voice, this was likely the case she was looking for. She had a million questions relating to the whole cheerleading thing along with some inappropriate questions to go along with it but she wanted this guy to like her.

"How about this: You pay for this round and we'll talk. Get yourself something too."

Jessica promised she'd find her, first thing would be going to her cheer squad to get information about her whereabouts. They were all busy with practice on the football field so Jessica thought maybe she'd wait and sit in the bleachers. After watching the girls do the splits, cartwheels, not to mention jump up and down, she understood completely why people liked this so much; she even caught herself cheering and clapping.

Of course one of the staff at the college caught her with an open bottle and told her to scram, Jessica made a comment about them needing to get laid and walked off to find a way into the girl's locker room. Those girls probably weren't the brightest anyway, so what information could they possibly give her? They all probably talked shit about each other and Casey, they were the kinds of girls Jessica would avoid in high school, somehow college just made them ten times worse.

Of course she would have to sneak inside, no way anyone would believe she was her mother or sister there to pick up stuff up for Casey so she waited to sneak past the janitor when she exited the gym side of the building and caught the door before it closed. Jessica found Casey's locker easily, her name covered in glitter on the door, she broke the padlock and took some pictures, pretty normal stuff any Freshman might have but nothing out of the ordinary, the dad said she had a laptop but that would be in her dorm somewhere if not on her. After a couple snaps of her camera and sneaking a pair of red satin panties for herself, Jessica was satisfied.

She heard voices, cheer practice must have just ended and the girls were going to get ready to shower, she could not be seen there! Jessica wasn't sure what she was even doing anymore, was this the job talking or was it this new side of herself? Either way she thought squeezing her ass into the tight locker and snapping some pictures of the girls was a great idea.

I can feel how wet my panties are so it has to be a good idea!

She could hear the girls getting closer, laughing and talking over each other, they walked in wearing their blue and red cheerleading outfits, no doubt ready for a long steamy shower. Jessica wasn't sure if any of them was Casey but she was going to take pictures either way. She could only see so much through the grate in the locker, view obscured but she could see all of them and knew they were babes.

Whoa! Look at them! So...Beautiful...each of them...I can't decide which one is the most...

Jessica snapped freely, she watched the uniforms drop to the floor and got an eyeful of some colorful underwear and some tight, curvy bodies, with some jiggly boobs and butts. She even got to see them stretch and bend, sweat was pouring from Jessica's forehead. Jessica got carried away with her finger pressing the button and nudged her camera against the locker door. All of the girls stopped what they were doing.

"What was that?" One exclaimed.

Jessica remained perfectly still, as long as she didn't make anymore noise they shouldn't be able to...

"Who the fuck are you?"

Jessica was faced with 6 angry and scared young women, all she could do was stand there inside the locker hugging her camera close to her chest.

How was she going to explain this one?

To be continued!

More on the cheerleaders later but I imagine them being Sadie Sink, Anya Taylor Joy, younger Mary Elizabeth Winstead, Jenna Proske, Amandla Stenberg and Willow Shields.