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Perfect Body - Part 4
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Written by HikerAngel & 0dd-breed
DAY 19
Focus. You can do this. It’s only the biggest school party of the year at the rich, pretty girl’s house. The rich pretty girl who personally invited you to her party as a VIP. A position you got after she tied you up and forbade you from cumming which potentially, inadvertently gave her superpowers. No biggie.
I wasn’t very good at talking myself up to things. Fortunately, the sunk-cost fallacy came in clutch and reminded me that I had already biked all the way to Nina’s house and it was too late to go back.
Even though I had already been to Nina’s house before—hell, I had laid in her bed after fainting at the doorstep—that didn’t stop me from gazing upon the three story house as if it were an imposing tower ascending into the heavens. Fellow students were already piling into the front door in droves, accompanied by even more 18-21 year olds I didn’t recognize. I guess many of them brought friends of theirs from other schools?
I guess I didn’t have many friends who could tag along. Most of them were either internet friends from other countries or fellow geeks who didn’t exactly get the party scene. I couldn’t claim I understood much of it either, but with Nina there, I wanted to understand it. Call it corny after everything we’d been through, but I felt myself coming more out of my shell when I was around her.
My senses were inundated from all sides as quiet suburbia became a bustling party scene. Pop music blared from speakers, people were pouring themselves punch that definitely had an alcohol content above zero. Despite showing up in a pair of swimming trunks as requested—alongside a simple t-shirt—I still felt overdressed when compared to the skimpy two-pieces some of the party girls were wearing.
“There you are, it’s about time you showed up,” came a familiar voice to my left, my fear response immediately separating the words from the boundless noise around it. I whisked around to see Jaeden Cage approaching me, his face racked with embarrassment as if I had caught him in a Hooters outfit—while also working at said establishment.
“Look, Nina wanted me to tell you that she’s not making her grand entrance until you’re by the pool. There’s something she really wants you specifically to see.”
It pained him to say every word. If I was even one percent pettier, I would have relished in it. But my mind had a new mission now: to make it to the pool by any means necessary.
Strangely, when I got to the pool and scoured the area for Nina, she was nowhere to be found. I knew that was her intention, but the back door was the only way into the fenced-off pool, unless she was physically climbing up the cliff her house overlooked. Then again… No! Why was I even entertaining that thought!?
However, even my wildest delusions were dashed and surpassed as several partygoers’ confused shouts drew my attention to the roof. Atop the slanted shingles stood Nina, poised as if she were preparing to leap off of it. At first, my panicked mind wondered how she’d survive, given that it was a three-story drop, then I quelled my fears when I remembered there was a pool in the backyard she’d no doubt land in. My fears were reignited once more when I observed how far the roof was from the pool, probably to discourage idiot highschool seniors from jumping off. Alas, Nina was a different breed of idiot highschool senior—perhaps literally now.
Before I could shout off a cry of hesitance, she leapt from the roof. My eyes attempted to follow her descent, but the ground came into view long before she should’ve. My vision shot back into the sky and my jaw fell to the ground as I witnessed Nina perform the impossible once more. There wasn’t a place for a wire or a harness to be attached anywhere on her body, yet she was slowing her fall all the same until she gracefully came to a complete stop when her dainty feet touched the ground.
Applause erupted from all around me. I had never seen a party’s vibe change from “noisy teens” to “overexcited children at a magician’s party” but I suppose it made sense considering just how unbelievable every part of Nina’s body had become!
Many wanted to get her attention, but she gave them very little beyond passive greetings as she made a b-line to where I was standing. Then, as if she were still on the roof, my eyes looked up to meet hers. She was taller than me by at least half a head! Her crotch was meeting my belly button!
“Great to see you here, Matt! I was almost worried you weren’t coming.”
While I wanted to extend a similar greeting, my incredulous mind was still too dumbfounded to formulate a natural response.
“Y-you can fly!?!?”
Nina didn’t seem to mind one bit. After all, her body was still our little science project. “Heh, well, not exactly. I can descend. Or, I suppose more charitably, I can slow my falling speed down to a crawl. Kind of like an Angel, one could say.”
“Woah…” was all I could muster as revelation after revelation battered my fractured psyche to its core.
Small talk. Make small talk you idiot.
“I still can’t believe that a surf shop was selling a superhero costume, and that you fit it like a glove.” Good. That was good. You might just be able to salvage this conversation yet.
“Is it really for superheroes?” Nina replied.
"Yeah, it's one for cons or maybe Halloween even. You don't recognize the 'S' on the chest?"
She shook her head. "No...?"
"It’s Superman's symbol."
"Oh! I know those movies ...but isn't he blue and red? His suit, I mean."
"Yeah, but he has a cousin..." I quickly realized explaining multi-universe blended families would be going down a rabbit hole Nina just wouldn't care about. I decided to give her the cliffnotes version. "Anyway, she's got all his powers and she's... Well, let's just say it makes sense a costume of hers fits you and only you."
I frantically opened the wiki page for the character on my phone—crossing my trembling fingers she wouldn’t ask why I already had it at the ready—and handed it to her. She read intently for several minutes before reading all the powers out loud. It was a long list with a lot of words like 'limitless' and 'infinite'. While her words started as a murmur to herself, I figured she could probably cut through the noise of the party with her powerful voice if she really wanted to. Then she did. I watched in real time as her rich, feminine voice pierced the veil of mindless chatter that surrounded her. Each bullet point sent an erotic shiver up my spine. She could read the phone book and have me at her beck and call.
Then she looked up at me, her eyes curious. "You've been thinking I look like… Kara? Since we got here?"
"More like since you sent that selfie."
She nodded "So you're sure you're not...deluded? Thinking about me flying faster than the speed of light and bullets bouncing off my body and freezing the pool with my breath or something?"
That's exactly what I've been thinking! How does she know? I thought to myself before shaking my head violently. "Definitely not! You're pretty in your own way. You wear that swimsuit. It doesn't wear you!"
'Her way' was just the hottest Power Girl cosplay ever to burst out of the printed page. Except for not being blonde. Though at this point, all comic book artists would gladly change Kara’s hair color, eye tint and skin tone if it meant she could look even half as sexy as Nina did now in her bootleg costume.
"Good answer. And besides, there's no way even the improved perfume could do all that to my body, right? So it'll be okay if I maybe role-play as her with you a little bit, right?" She lunged forward and picked me up effortlessly. While I didn't weigh nearly as much as her car, it was no less surprising to be cradled like a child in Nina’s arms.
Several partygoers cheered and laughed as I squirmed in surprise. If it weren’t for all the social pressure, however… I would have loved this.
When one invests a certain amount of time into a superhero fandom they can develop some interesting quirks. Witnessing larger-than-life women rescue mere mortals like myself from their own follies—how could I not become obsessed with such an idea? And then for it to be a girl so hot she made Power Girl look like a basic bitch?
She did a little twirl with me held firmly in her arms before releasing me like an animal back into the wild. Her arms had practically domesticated me to a life of never having to walk again, so when my lizard brain needed to call upon my legs, they nearly faltered.
Honestly, it was amazing I could even walk after such a life-altering experience, much less continue the conversation.
“Actually, Matt, could you do me a biiiiig favor?”
“Of course, what’s up?”
“Could you run to my room and grab my phone charger? The one big downside of this costume is it has no pockets.”
“Maybe that should’ve been our senior project then,” I replied jokingly. But after she gave me an unamused look, I didn’t waffle around much longer. I marched up the stairs to her room, the chaos of the party gradually diminishing with each step.
Returning to Nina’s bedroom, I was greeted by an unfortunately familiar sight, one just as surprised to see me as I was to see them.
It was Jenny DuBois, and she was rummaging around Nina’s drawers. I didn’t have to guess what she was searching for, as she quickly retrieved the perfume bottle filled to the brim with our senior project.
“J-Jenny?” That was all I could get out before she overtook the conversation. Her giggling was downright deranged as she sprayed herself with a generous amount of the perfume, only stopping when it was enough to make her gag. Then, she looked my way.
“Oh, awesome. I don’t even have to track you down. You came right to me!”
I didn’t want to wait around much longer to find out what she meant by that. Unfortunately, she was the school’s track and field star and I was more of a biker than a runner. It was almost humiliating how fast she was able to pin me down, she must’ve been a lot faster and stronger than I’d initially thought… No! I can’t be thinking stuff like that! Not after she just sprayed herself with the perfume!
I tried calling out for Nina, but the music downstairs was loud enough to vibrate the floors and I suppose in my various delusional alterations of reality, I never imagined Nina with better-than-average hearing.
I kicked and squirmed, but to no avail. Jenny’s bear hug from behind slowly but surely dragged me back into the room, where I was promptly handcuffed to the bed frame. The blonde wasn’t fucking around, she had a whole kidnapping planned out and even accounted for possible improvization.
“Jenny, listen to me, this is insane! Let me go, please! I promise I won’t tell anyone if you do!”
“I’m not stupid, I know this perfume has something to do with Nina becoming impossibly sexy. And you’re going to tell me exactly what it is!” Jenny demanded. Her prodding information out of me was the least of my worries. All I needed to focus on was making sure my mind didn’t assume fantastical things about her until the perfume wore off…
“L-look, Jenny! Y-you aren’t going to beat Nina by just spraying yourself with it! That’s… that’s not how the perfume works!”
She huffed. “I’m not trying to beat Nina! I’m just trying to match her! W-we were supposed to be friends and she left me in the dust! I’m just trying to even the odds a little bit!”
In a way, I could sympathize with her plight. Nina was already the prettiest girl in the school before last month—and now she was the prettiest girl in the world. This fact certainly was not beneficial towards the psyches of high school seniors. I suppose the best thing I could do for Jenny was to let her down easy.
“You want to know how the perfume works? Well, I’m afraid it only works for Nina. It relies on my exaggerated perception of her literally becoming reality. I can’t even exactly explain the science behind it. But I know one thing for sure and, no offense, Jenny, but I don’t see you as sexy enough to make me believe the impossible.”
I would’ve said her dumbfounded, offended face was really satisfying to watch, but it quickly morphed a devious grin.
“Oh, is that so? Heh, well, looks like slipping that security guard fifty bucks to tell me what he saw you two doing backstage is finally about to pay off. At first I thought it was some kind of demonic ritual, especially the kinky blindfold part, but now I understand fully. I just need to trick that brain of yours into thinking I’m prettier.”
She tore the sheets off of the bed and made a makeshift blindfold with it. Pulling my head back, she rested it in her bosom so I couldn’t reach my blindfolded eyes with my cuffed hands.
Well, I was as good as screwed.
“Alright now, my cute little Matty,” she said, using a seductive, almost motherly tone as she sensually rustled my hair. “I’m absolutely beautiful, aren’t I? Maybe the most beautiful girl you’ve ever seen?”
Thankfully, for my sake, all my mind could conjure was Nina—her soaring through the air, beautiful and carefree. Unfortunately, that base idea was enough for Jenny to roll with. Or was it?
She began to moan and squeeze me, pulling me tighter into her chest. Her larger, fuller chest. Had her bosom always been so plush? So grand? I couldn’t recall. Any time I attempted to picture Jenny’s body in my thoughts, Nina would steal the show right from under her.
Then her scent hit me.
That wasn’t Jenny’s normal, unremarkable perfume. It wasn’t even the perfume she had just applied. It was Nina’s unmistakable musk. A devious concoction that knocked me off of my feet every single time. Since I wasn’t even on my feet to begin with, I felt my mind being lulled into a heightened sense of suggestibility.
“Mmm, do you feel that? Feel me becoming the girl of your dreams?” I felt something. An erection I had been attempting to stave off the entire night, finally appearing when I wanted it the least. Jenny was no Nina, that was for sure, but her ability to so effortlessly invoke the spirit of Nina’s perfection in her actions… that worried me.
She embraced me like how I’d always dreamed of Nina embracing me, resting my tired head in her pillowy breasts and letting all of my stressors float away into oblivion.
“Mmm… That’s good. I hope you know I’ll be returning, Matt. And when I do, I’ll treat you a lot better than Nina ever could. I’ll become the prettiest girl ever, the only one for you. My body will become. Every. Single. One. Of your desires.”
I wanted to retort, to tell her that she was wrong, but all my foolish mind could envision was Nina uttering those words. Throwing her hands forward in a declaration of love as the wings of an angel and the suit of a superheroine fought a flashy battle for my attention.
My desires…
Everything I ever wanted…
Nina…
“And just like that… I’m gone,” claimed Jenny, manipulating my thoughts for her escape. I figured she was still there, standing perfectly still and quieter than a mouse. But… had she? I listened real close for any sign of her breathing, perhaps I’d catch a slight squeak of the floorboards to indicate a shift of her weight atop of it. Nothing. Either she was a fantastic actor, or she had somehow managed to disappear utilizing the effects of the perfume… No! Even considering the possibility would only ensure it comes true! But what if it already had… that would make another pretty girl from my school who could bend reality to her will, all because her perfect body commanded it to do so.
Damn my wandering mind!
I wasn’t sure how long I remained tied up in that silence, just waiting for Jenny to reveal herself or to be rescued. Thankfully, a familiar voice came to my rescue, undoing my blindfold.
“Damn, you managed to handcuff and blindfold yourself waiting for me? I guess you knew that after a while I’d come up here to check on you… Um, I’m flattered, really, I am, but I think I’ll wait until another day for another boost, y’know? I really just want to enjoy this party!”
I didn’t dare tell her that Jenny had done this to me. I couldn’t.
DAY 20
12:00 am. It looked like I wouldn’t be getting much sleep that night. How could I? Even with the partying leaving me thoroughly exhausted, I knew Jenny was out there somewhere, plotting… planning…
Then, as if tensions weren’t already high enough, there was a knock at my window.
My second-story window.
I nearly jumped out of my own skin as I saw Nina floating outside of my house, her face and hands pressed against the glass like a kid at the aquarium. She was… holy shit she was stark fucking naked. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Nina fucking
Erecting from her back were strange wing-like formations. I couldn’t exactly call them wings, as they looked more like ice sculpture depictions of the actual angelic limbs. They weren’t perfectly opaque, as if stuck in limbo between our dimension and a higher plane of existence, and yet Nina wielded them as if they had been grafted to her since birth.
I opened the window, watching intently as her wings furled in on themselves like a perching bird to allow her passage through the makeshift entrance. Maybe it was for the best that my attention was drawn to them, as if I were to place my gaze anywhere else upon her body, I would surely faint on the spot from all the blood in my body rushing to see who could get to my crotch the fastest, and I was already at half-mast from just catching a peripheral glimpse of her perfection!
If I caught a full, unbridled look at her, it would probably undo the tolerance I had been building up over the last few weeks! I had to keep the subject to something mentally stimulating. Perhaps a lingering question that had been eating away at me.
“Y-you can fly!?” was the most obvious one. However she got up to my window was certainly a step up from falling slowly.
“Yep! I think at some point during the party you believed I could, because I certainly couldn’t do it yesterday! Must be that bathing suit of mine, filling your naughty little mind with all these wacky ideas…”
At least that segued nicely into the other most prescient question.
“Speaking of which, uh… why are you naked?”
“Well, I started a bath and stripped down to clear my head after the party, only for me to look up at the open skylight and just think: ‘if there was anyone who could make me feel calm and safe right now, who would it be.’ the options were whittled down to you surprisingly quickly.”
My brow furrowed with worry. “You… didn’t feel calm or safe before?”
“My parents were pretty pissed that I threw a party that huge. I guess they thought by ‘party’ I meant like four or five friends, not half the school. They gave me a real earful about it, until I cried, even.”
I gave her a hug. If she didn’t care that she was naked, I didn’t either. I tried my hardest to off-center my erection in such a way that its tent didn’t make things awkward between us. Nina returned the hug after a few seconds, appreciation dawning upon her.
“Thanks, Matt. You’re a really good guy, you know that?” Somehow, that made my heart flutter even more than witnessing her bare body.
She laid down on my bed afterwards, aimlessly staring at the ceiling. No matter how human she felt in the moment, it was still quite the surreal experience witnessing a nude Nina in my room of all places. Even if I somehow managed to take a photo of the moment, everyone would just assume it was photoshopped.
“So, your parents still think you’re…?”
“Yeah. Taking a bath. They may be putting me on house arrest for the foreseeable future, but at least they respect my privacy. Plus they have no clue I can fly.”
That perked her smile up a bit. I hoped I wouldn’t ruin it with what I was about to suggest next.
“Y’know, since you’ve got insane powers of suggestion, maybe you could…”
“No, Matt. That’s out of the question. They’re my parents! I couldn’t do that to them… I already accidentally manipulated my father a few days ago when I told him and mom it was his turn to take the trash out even though it was actually my turn. I felt awful afterwards, knowing that I could act like even more of a spoiled brat than I already am. Besides they… just want what’s best for me. They’re not an institution I don’t have any respect for, like school.”
The awkward silence returned. I needed an out.
“Sooo… how high did you manage to fly?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, well, since you were naked and all, you probably didn’t want to be seen by any random passerbys on the street level. So did you, like, hide in the cloud layer or something on your way here?”
She blushed, then unleashed a snorting laugh. “I gotta say, out of all the people who have gone gaga over my body, you’re the first to find such nerdy things to fawn over.” I rescinded my gaze out of embarrassment, causing her to change her tune a bit. “Not… that there’s anything wrong with that, of course! In fact, I think it’s a nice change of pace from what I’m used to.”
“Really?” I wondered.
“Really. It’s fresh. Plus, I like being praised for being perfect, especially when it comes from you~.”
I felt myself blushing again. How could I not?
“If you want, I could show you how high I flew,” she offered with a smoldering tone.
Oh my.
~
Thankfully, by the time I started screaming my head off, we were already too high up for anyone to hear me. Why I had agreed to this when I had a fear of heights was beyond me, but maybe it had something to do with the girl of my dreams offering to wrap her naked body around me.
Her wings didn’t flap at first as she ascended, but once she picked up the pace they rivaled that of a hummingbird’s. It was as if she could switch between a hot air balloon and a helicopter at a moment’s notice, adding her own spin to what the angels had been doing for millions of years.
The heavy winds striking my face made me shiver, yet Nina’s embrace bundled me up like a winter coat. I had offered her some of my clothes before we took off, but none of them exactly fit her overwhelming proportions. Even still, her naked form somehow managed to generate more heat than my double-bundled body could.
After a quick sight-seeing tour, she dropped us off atop the tallest skyscraper in the city so that I could catch my breath. I stumbled around like a dork on the dismount, much to her amusement, my legs having gone numb throughout the rollercoaster ride that was Nina’s perfect body. As I reclaimed my bearings, I caught my first full glimpse of Nina as she floated before me like a guardian Angel.
Her semi-opaque wings caught the moonlight like silk curtains, creating a beautiful visage of surreal beauty. She looked like she leapt right off the page of some strange collab between a comic book and a playboy magazine. As drop-dead, mind-numbingly, heart-stoppingly sexy as she was powerful, fierce and, for lack of a better term, awesome.
“I am a little miffed we didn’t get to spend a lot of alone time together at that party. After all, one-on-one time allows me to really get intimate while being drunk. An unfortunately rare disposition for me…”
She mock-pouted, playing up a hint of deviousness to her intentions as she clasped her hands behind her back and bowed her torso forward like a trickster spirit’s body language.
“Besides, being alone would have allowed me to slip you one of these.” Without warning, she floated forward with a bend to her entire body, kissing me fully on the lips.
I came. And I had been doing so well with my tolerance training too. I collapsed backwards, only for Nina to catch me before the bricks did.
“…does this mean we’re, like…?“ I attempted to say, my gaze staring off into space.
“Boyfriend and girlfriend? I think so. Just… don’t go running around bragging about it. If people find out slowly and naturally through cultural osmosis that will be easier on them.”
I nodded, truncating my giddiness. Sure, she was basically saying ‘my social status will take a hit if I’m seen being lovey-dovey with you right away’, but I didn’t mind the privacy. The popular life wasn’t for me, anyways.
“S-so you’re serious, then? You really want to start dating me?” I asked. I knew I wasn’t doing myself any favors by triple-checking, but my brain seemed to be lagging behind as it still attempted to process Nina kissing me.
“Yes, I think I’m serious,” she replied, hyping herself up. It was as if she couldn’t believe she was saying it either, like the thought of it was putting her mind in a furious debate followed by a state of shock.
“Sh-should we get cute nicknames for each other?” I asked, hoping for a yes.
“I think you’ve more than earned it, Matty-patty~”
“Patty?” I pondered.
“Yep! Because if I’m not careful, you could be flattened into a patty!”
She giggled. I tried my hardest not to orgasm on the spot. She knew she was powerful. Not only was she sexier than any kryptonian, she was definitely stronger! I saw the way she effortlessly smashed Jaeden’s fingers with the grace of a gazelle and the strength of a tiger. She was probably hiding how strong she had always been!
…Or maybe I was thinking too deeply about this. I sincerely hoped it was not the latter.
DAY 21
Last morning… It was a dream. It had to be, right? No date could be that perfect, could it? I guess date might’ve been a strong word for it, but what else does one call officially planting your relationship status with the single most beautiful woman to ever walk the earth? Not just beautiful, scientifically enhanced to be beautiful in ways humans had never even fantasized about.
Despite waking up hours ago, I just layed in bed, trying to process everything that happened. Well… that, and trying to nurse the painfully hard erection I woke up with. It took nonstop grotesque mental imagery to will it down, yet just Nina’s name was enough to overpower my ability to even think.
My efforts were interrupted with a vibration from my phone. I snatched it from my night stand. Seeing that little notification with Nina’s name was all it took. A loud, shameful moan escaped my lips, a gooey mess drenching my sheets. God, even just her text messages were too much for me… Sure they were only words, but accompanying them was the mental image of her typing; those slender, symmetrical fingers dancing across the keyboard, each nail audibly tapping against the letters. The smile she graced the populace with as she thought of the perfect emoji to use, those lips arching from one high, prominent cheek bone to the other.
Refractory period be damned, I was brought out of my fantasy of Nina’s perfection by a second violent orgasm. Mess was putting it mildly now. Any attempts I had made to quell my desires had been completely dashed. Knowing that Nina now possessed the status of Girlfriend brought my overwhelmed brain back to the first time I had ever laid eyes on her perfect body.
It was a good excuse to finally start my day at least. One shower later, sheets packed into the washer, and I was sitting on my couch with my phone glued to my hand. Sunday was laundry day anyway, so sitting around in my boxers was par for the course.
Once again, I looked at the messages from Nina. I hadn't even typed in my phone’s passcode before I drifted off, envisioning our night together once more. The moon highlighting her jet black locks, the wind licking her pert breasts, massive melons standing at attention and defying gravity. Those smoky eyes leaving a smoldering scar across my psyche…
She really was so far beyond human now, wasn't she?
No! Stop! You're not helping anyone with those thoughts! Get a grip, Matt!
Yet try as I might, those thoughts had their way with me. Her sinfully sexy body suspended in the air, Literally floating. Her dainty feet, each sculpted with grace and symmetry, hovering just above the ground. I knew how much strength lay just beneath the surface of that supple, pristine skin, and yet her grace was undeniable. The strength to lift a car didn't interfere with her ability to hold me in a gentle caress, the parts of my body where her fingers touched still hummed with a drunken warmth.
Another rumble from my phone shook me from my stupor. I found myself getting lost in these Nina fueled fantasies more and more. At least without her around, my mind could actually begin processing the thoughts I had about her. My only hope was that she truly was reaching the peak of what reality could offer her. I mean flying!? How much more could she possibly improve?
I switched my game system on, letting it run through its opening process while I braced for impact. Nina had messaged me—twice now.
I unlocked my phone, and as her messages displayed themselves I could almost hear her voice narrate them to me.
“Good morning, Mattypatty!” Was the entire first message.
I very nearly passed out as the words were processed by my temporal lobe. That nickname… she actually called me it! Last night most definitely happened!
“Ok, now that I've typed it out, that’s way too awkward. I think I’ll stick to Matt.” Her second reply dashed that idea. Still, that didn't change that Nina and I really were a couple now! It really hadn't been a dream.
I thought long and hard about my reply, a luxury afforded to me only because Nina wasn't physically present. Otherwise, the only thoughts my brain would permit were of her.
“Fine by me! Nina is already a perfect name anyway, no need to call you anything else.”
Okay, fifteen minutes just to come up with that line was hardly impressive, but I didn't think it was so bad, seeing as i've never intentionally flirted before!
Her reply came swift, hardly affording me enough time to anticipate her response.
“Awww <3”
I was smiling like an idiot after that message. Fuck, all this time Ive been trying to control my reckless fantasization of Nina, and I was about to ruin it all after just one kiss. Was I really that weak-willed? Or was Nina just that sublime? Could no amount of effort stop me from putting her on the pedestal she so rightly deserved?
“Sorry about your sheets by the way~ That sounded like a lot of cum.”
What. The. Fuck.
I could feel my heart stop in my chest, the near heart attack just barely subverted as all at once it began beating a mile a minute. She heard me!? She must have! Teasing was one thing, but how else could she know the specific details!? There was no word to describe the crimson shade adorning my face.
I read her message again and again, trying to come up with a response. What do I even say to her?
Apparently Nina was tired of waiting for me to reply as well, because soon my phone was ringing. Not the familiar rumble of a text, but instead the song of a ringtone I had all but forgotten.
With the trepidation of a horror movie victim, I answered the phone.
“Nina… w-were you spying on me?” It was just the first thing that barreled out of my mouth, I had to get them out before I was too stupefied to say anything else.
“Wow I really freaked you out huh? Your heart is beating like crazy!” Her enchanted voice danced across the speaker as she dodged my question. At this point the response to her voice was routine; close my eyes and focus all of my concentration on stifling any embarrassing moans that tried to wander from my lips.
“I really didn't mean to! I'm sorry Matt, sorry to freak you out especially, but… it's just so obvious now, you know? Like, I can hear everything. I heard when you woke up this morning, I could hear you moaning my name… I like being able to hear you, Matt.”
The husky underscore of her voice was overkill, and for the third time, I doused my trousers in cum.
“Oop, that makes three!”
It took me some time to recover, the phone having slipped down onto my chest as I convulsed with near uncontrollable pleasure. “Nina… I… I don't know what to even say, here!” I spat out through tired huffs. “I’m… I’m sorry, I guess? I never meant for things to go this far!”
“Sorry for what, Matt?”
Oh fuck. The tone in her voice was readily apparent now. I spent enough time with Nina to instantly recognize that teasing lilt to her voice.
“Sorry for turning me into the woman of your dreams? Sorry for making me taller… for making me sexier… for making me better than even that Power Girl fantasy of yours?~”
Nina was absolutely toying with me now. She drew out every word, the bite of her lips audible as a small wet plap followed each horny pause. She knew she could. I’d probably die if I had the visual stimulation of her perfect form before me, but just limiting her sultry teasing to dialogue spared me from my mind melting.
Conversely, I could vocalize nothing but a massive gulp.
Greater than Power Girl… those words hung in the air, the idea of such a thing prying itself into my imagination. Nina spoke once more, a delightful giggle announcing her final words of the phone call.
“I know what you're thinking, Matt…” I truly wouldn't put it past her that she could read minds now, even just the notion enough to make it possible, it seemed. My throat dried at the idea of Nina piling on powers that the kryptonian wished she had. “Go ahead and turn on the news for me, ok? I'll see you at school.~”
A click ended the call, bringing me back to reality like a pavlovian bell. When Nina left she always took a part of me with her. I didn't dwell on it, instead reaching for the television remote. It wasn't worth trying to figure out if this was my will or Nina’s, it hardly mattered with how insatiable my curiosity was. Just what had my uber highschooler girlfriend done?
After changing to channel 21 news, I got my answer.
The words ‘breaking news’ were plastered across the bottom of the screen, the large red letters running across a blue banner. There was a reporter on a live scene, the well-dressed man holding a microphone to a California firefighter.
“I'm telling you, she was flying, honest to god. She came outta nowhere, and just wooosh, blew the fire out, just like that.”
After the firefighter reenacted the overzealous candle blow, the camera feed switched. The top corner of the screen flashed “recording” over it. It was hours earlier, just a little before I had woken up.
It was a fire straight out of Hell. So disastrous that it brightened the still dusk sky. For a moment I had forgotten why I was watching, and could feel my sympathies go out to the victims of such a tragedy. That's when Nina showed up. She was flying, so a dead giveaway right there. Even if there were other women who could, there was certainly no other woman with a silhouette like hers. As tiny as she appeared so high up in the sky, there were no hiding hips that expansive, emphasized by her own tight core just above them. Her wings were barely visible, but I knew they were there. Technology as primitive as news cameras probably couldn’t effectively capture the more otherworldly aspects of her body.
The force of wind she unleashed… It was unlike anything that mother nature could reproduce. Not just powerful, but precise. Somehow, Nina exhaled millions of gallons of pressurized air, her lungs never emptying. She swept across the fire, just a little turn of her head wiping out miles worth of out of control flames. She so thoroughly defeated the wild inferno that a layer of frostbite took its place, freezing trees that only moments ago were on their way to becoming ash.
I fell onto my ass, dumbfounded. Missed the couch and everything. She wasn't kidding, and she hadn't been toying with me either. She truly surpassed the source of her costume. Kara? Kara Zor-El would have to fantasize about Nina now. She was the kind of unattainable perfection that someone like Superwoman coveted.
I changed the channel. If I saw anymore of this I wasn't sure how long I could go without lambasting reality with more of my fantasies. Clearly, there was no limit to Nina’s ascension. Maybe that's why she told me to watch the news? Or maybe she just wanted to show off.
The next channel over was another news story, this one covering the incredible display of strength as a jumbo airliner was lifted out of the air by a single woman.
Ok, yeah, she was definitely showing off.
Last I knew, Nina was capable of lifting cars off the ground without breaking a sweat. Already that made her perhaps the strongest person to ever live. Now, there was no ‘perhaps’ about it. With a single outstretched palm, Nina had guided the metal behemoth safely to the ground. A quick google search confirmed just how much steel and titanium she was so casually manhandling.
Four hundred thousand pounds. Two hundred tons. I couldn't even wrap my brain around how much weight that was! In fact, with the amount of pressure per square inch against her dainty fingers, she was virtually lifting far more than that as well!
When the camera panned over to the finger shaped dents in the hull of the plane, I came for a fourth time that morning.
Day 22
When Nina said she’d see me tomorrow at school, the form that ended up taking was far different than anything I could have expected. Instead of my loving girlfriend, it was Jenny DuBois who yanked me aside into an empty classroom and closed all of the window shutters to it.
“Jenny!? What the hell are you—!?” I paused, my eyes finally claiming a complete look at her body.
To her credit, she was far prettier and sexier than she had been when I encountered her at the party. Her breasts had blossomed to c-cups, creating a stunning hourglass visage as the slope of her thighs and ass had shaped up to match their width. By all accounts, the perfume had worked.
What gave me pause was what her beautiful body was becoming.
One of her sky-blue eyes had morphed into a verdant, piercing green. From the cascading locks of her fluffy blond hair were streaks of black. Her nose appeared to be shaped slightly different, as was one of her ears.
Was she…
No.
It couldn’t be.
“You’re turning into Nina.”
Her eyes shrunk to pinpricks as I declared that, rushing forward to put a hand over my mouth.
“Shh! SHH! Shut the fuck up! The more you say stuff like that, the more I’m going to turn into her! You—you have to fix this! Now! Just… I don’t know, believe that I’m turning back into Jenny, or something! Ghh! It’s so hard to think like this!” She brought her hand off of my mouth to join her other hand in gripping her despair-laden face. Jenny paced back and forth nervously, trying not to accidentally walk on air as a single angel wing erecting from her back desired to return skyward. “I feel her memories interlacing with mine and I hate it!”
Even still, her scattershot body could still easily win a runway model competition. In fact, the only girl I could think of who was still hotter than her was Nina, but considering the circumstances, that was probably the last person Jenny wanted me to think about when looking at her.
“Look, this science is very rudimentary but also revolutionary! I-it’s not my fault you toyed with its boundaries and found out the hard way!” I shot back. I think dating Nina had made me more confident overall, as I never could’ve imagined so easily grilling a girl as pretty and socially powerful as Jenny.
I felt the air heat up around me as her anger grew. Maybe dating Nina had made me a bit too confident. Even though Jenny’s body was likely at a fraction of Nina’s power level, Nina could lift planes and extinguish wildfires with a single breath. Jenny was still someone I didn’t want to mess with.
Then again… Where was Nina? If her hearing was good enough to detect my cumshot from God-knows-where, then surely Jenny screaming at the top of her lungs about her unfortunate Nina-related fate would at least catch her attention.
Right on cue, my phone buzzed in my pocket, but Jenny must’ve had some of Nina’s super-hearing as she beat me to the retrieval process of my own pocketed property.
“Oh no, I’m not letting you call that bitch ex-friend of mine until you help me,” Jenny said, clenching my phone tightly in her fist. However, her heterochromatic eyes drifted towards its digital screen, unable to look away from the message—now messages—that littered my lock screen.
Something about what had been written… it compelled Jenny to blankly stare at my phone in disbelief and horror. After what felt like minutes of her frozen body staring at the messages, she finally turned my phone for me to witness.
“Jenny, I see you’re reading my boyfriend’s text messages. That’s rather naughty, wouldn’t you agree?”
“Especially after stealing Matt and I’s science project to use on yourself.”
“I suppose I wouldn’t mind another me walking around. After all, it’s flattering to know that my ex-friend wants to be me so badly.”
“Btw, I’ve got your precious little Jaeden groveling at my feet. He told me you tried to use him for a little Jenny makeover earlier today, but it seems like even your loyal jock had me on the mind while doing so, hence the eye color change. Big fan of the choice!”
Nina had been three steps ahead this whole time.
“Now, be a good girl and walk Matt to the door on the other side of the hallway. I’d like to spend some private time with him before there’s two of me vying for his attention.”
We both did as we were instructed, ready for the encounter of our lifetimes.
Whatever happened now, Nina was sure to make it perfect.
