In a steamy, neon-lit room, Widowmaker, the deadly Overwatch assassin, finds herself alone with her thoughts and a table. She leans back, her long, black hair cascading down her shoulders, and begins to stroke her latex-clad body. Her fingers trace the curves of her breasts, then slip beneath her tight bodysuit, finding her wet, aching slit. She moans softly, her eyes closed, imagining her victims' final moments as she brings herself to climax.