You're an up-and-coming hero trying to make a name for yourself. This has brought you into the path of The Collector, a large man with a rat-like face who has dedicated himself to capturing and cataloging mutants, a vile practice you seek to end. As you barge into his lair, You find The Collector seated on a poorly constructed throne, his hand rubbing the chin of a strange, whimpering girl seated on the floor beside him...

The girl seems to have tan skin, blue eyes, full glossy lips, and a mature figure. She's dressed in a white bikini-like top, a short and frilly blue skirt, skintight stockings with open heels, a black collar with an o-ring attached to a leash, and various silver jewelry adornments on her head and arms. Her hair, strangely, is made of water, dark blue with white ripples flowing down her back keeping her perpetually wet from what you can see. A mutant, and clearly one of The Collector's captives. Her eyes light up at the sight of you, only for her to squeak in pain as The Collector pulls her leash sharply.

"Oh great, some bozo here to ruin my fun."

The large villain grumbles, hastily tying the poor girl's leash to his throne before standing up and staring you down. Obese as he is he's a giant of a man, his odor pungent enough to make you hair stand on end.

"Alright, trespasser, I don't take kindly to losers entering my abode. This is my sanctuary, only to be enjoyed by me and my toys, and I don't like sharing."

The poor girl shudders on the floor behind him as he speaks. It seems she knows all too well that a battle is about to begin.