Making the Cut - Part 1 (Patreon)

HarMo's note: This is something I'm editing/co-authoring for a friend!

Written by OmniScribbler and HarmonyMotion

Part 1

Violet sat on a long double couch, her torso and extended, interminable legs stretching out to cover the furniture’s full length.

She was re-reading one of her favorite action romance novels about a domineering, unstoppable blood witch having her way with all manner of supernatural, superpowered beings. The thick tome was supported by her enormous, perky breasts, resting in her large expanse of cleavage without any need for assistance.

Violet moved a lock of her dark brown hair off her face and then reached out to turn the page. Every few seconds was another page flip with a swipe of her slender, dainty, elegantly long fingers. Her crystal blue eyes scanned entire pages of text effortlessly.

As she neared the end of the scene featuring the blood witch completely and wholly dominating her powerful lover whom she’d reduced to a helpless, quivering slave, her free hand traced down the densely packed muscle of her long abdomen, snaking its way into her jeans. Her pussy was sopping wet from reading her little erotic novel. Violet traced her fingers over the smooth, silken, bare skin of her pubic mound, sending shivers of anticipation coursing through her tingling core. Her pearly white teeth bit the outer edge of her lower lip as the large, pink peaks of her breasts tented her extra, extra large yet still too tight t-shirt.

She had timed her orgasm perfectly to coincide with the novel’s steamy climax. Not a difficult task for someone as experienced as Violet.

“Hey Violet, I’m home! I brought a friend.”

David burst through the front door, hand in hand with a pretty, athletic blonde girl.

Violet grunted in aroused annoyance as she contained her boiling arousal with a simple effort of will. She wiped the nectar off of her hands at super speed and prepared to greet her brother.

David turned to see Violet sitting up on the couch, her hands resting neatly on her lap, her long legs comfortably criss-crossed on the especially long sofa.

“Welcome home! Hope school was good today.” Violet answered, paying no real mind to her brother as she eyed his shocking tall companion.

David was usually the recipient of every lame height joke among his friends, and almost always head and shoulders above most girls, but this one stood half a head taller than he did. She was quite fetching… compared to other normal people at least. Some would even say, as beautiful as a superheroine.

Meanwhile, the blonde was trying to control her reaction  over the shock of seeing Violet for the first time. The auburn haired bombshell on the couch was having an incredibly, impossible profound effect on her sexuality. How did she have such well defined and powerful muscles, yet maintain such perfect feminie curves topped with such absurdly large breasts. Each one was larger and firmer than basketballs—yet they remained gravity defyingly perky. And she was so tall! Those incredible, luscious legs accounted for more than half of David’s big sister’s height! He had mentioned that his sister was really pretty. That idiot. This wasn’t just “pretty.” This was  the reincarnation of Aphrodite… except if Aphrodite had been the ruler of the entire Greek fucking pantheon with her oppressive, irresistible, sexual allure

Violet decided it was time to see if this new squeeze of David’s was worthy.

“Hey Davey, there is some laundry I started. Could you unload the dryer and move the wet clothes into it? I can entertain Alessia for a bit.”

Violet made a show of swinging her extended legs off the couch and then patted the newly vacant space.

“Sure thing sis!”

David ran off while Alessia moved to the couch in a bit of a daze.

“Neither of us told you my name,” she mumbled, her mind barely able to function in a mist of swirling lust. Violet’s outrageous curves and mesmerizing, deep blue gaze was all she could focus on.

“Sweetie, how could I not recognize Infinity Girl? Your face is everywhere.”

This startled Alessia enough to break her out of her mental stupor. She sprang into the air, fists at the ready, eyes glowing, ready to annihilate this potential threat.

“Who are you? How do you know who I am? Is this some trick of the Questions or Mindgamer?” Alessia’s still glowing eyes narrowed. “Or are you... Negara,” she snarled.

Violet smiled warmly, her beauty and grace radiating brighter than a dozen suns. Despite herself and all her prodigious mental fortitude, Alessia’s heart melted at the sight of that perfect face as waves of desire smashed into her body, sending her tumbling like a helpless toy boat in a torrential storm. She sighed in total submission, her soul surrendering to Violet’s beauty.

“Didn’t you hear from little Davey? I’m Violet.”

The siren’s voice sensually assaulted Alessia’s mental fortress, gouging deep cracks into her defenses.

And Violet wasn’t even trying yet.

“And as for how I know who you are…” Violet purred, watching her brother’s little companion shudder once again.

Violet disappeared from view. Alessia blinked in shock, but before she could register the movement, she felt two firm spheres push into her back and an equal number of impossibly soft yet steely arms entangle themselves around her. Alessia twisted and bucked helplessly, unable to break Violet’s grip as she spun her around to look into her eyes.

Alessia was tall. Taller than most men..

And flying.

And she still found herself looking up into Violet’s stunning visage.

She just floated there, shell shocked by what had just transpired. She had dodged laser beams and hefted skyscrapers all while using the tiniest fraction of her power,yet she couldn’t follow the motions of this amazonian temptress nor budge her arms an inch. Even her own more than modest, and very invulnerable chest was completely enveloped by Violet’s, yielding, surrendering in submission to  Violet’s twin enormities.

Violet traced her hand along Alessia’s sculpted back, rising past her neck and into her silken, lustrous hair and hooked her fingers in the blonde’s flowing tresses.

“You really should do something more than just wear a wig, you know,” Violet softly tugged and removed the wig, letting a shimmering cascade of iridescent green mane reveal itself.

“Much better.” Violet purred.

She leaned forward and locked lips with the helpless superheroine. Violet intertwined her soft, fleshy pink folds against Infinity Girl’s, prodding gently with her tongue against the green-haired beauty’s lips. Infinity Girl could do nothing but moan and thrash. Her body had no choice but to accept Violet’s gift. She parted her lips, eager to taste Violet, to let Violet invade her mouth with her tongue, to let Violet nibble on her lips… she’d never been interested in girls before, but Violet was no mere girl. Violet controlled her entire fucking soul as that chaste kiss hurled her into the depths of ecstasy faster than she’d ever known.

Infinity Girl came.

She had never been so utterly dominated both physically and mentally by someone’s visage, let alone come in contact with the actual, physical, seductive power that Violet seemed to wield so casually. Every carnal desire was being replaced with Violet. She wanted her. She needed her. Alessia squirmed and practically vibrated, her moans muffled by Violet’s liplock as endless waves of pleasure rocked her body. Her tongue fought and lost, as easily overpowered by Violet as the rest of her. Violet’s strong hands, soft lips, and long, luscious legs hit all of the erogenous spots that Alessia never knew she even had, sending her to impossible new heights of pleasure that her own super speed machinations never reached. Even Violet’s scent was overpowering. The sweet perfume saturated the air around her, filling Alessia’s lungs, sending the girl into even stronger bouts of ecstasy. Her mind, trained to withstand mental torture and hardened by the experience of her superheroic feats went under, herthoughts all muddled. Everything she knew, everything she cared about now involved only worshiping the goddess in front of her.

Alessia’s hands weren’t idle either. She had one hand plunged into the side of one of the firm round orbs of soft flesh that was still pushing aggressively into her own breasts while the other hand clutched desperately at Violet’s prodigious posterior. Alessia was in no state of mind to consciously hold back her continent-crushing levels of super strength, yet these softest parts of Violet’s body put up more resistance than anything man made, alien, or otherwise. She clawed helplessly at Violet’s curves, squeezing those firm spheres of flesh, grinding her own, much smaller, much weaker body against Violet’s invulnerable groin. She had come down off her orgasmic peak, and was seeking yet another release. Her body was incapable of wanting anything else anymore.

Violet noticed her toy’s desperate motions and decided it was time to turn it up a notch.

She placed her hand in between them, easily pushing Earth’s mightiest superheroine away as she slipped her fingers into the hem of Alessia’s skirt. Alessia gasped as Violet’s soft fingers and feathery touch circled the supergirl’s soaking labia, teasing her already wet pussy into even more of a quivering frenzy.

“I didn’t say you could stop coming.” Violet exhaled hotly onto Infinity Girl’s face as she forced her head forward, simultaneously diving her tongue back into Alessia’s mouth and curling her fingers into the gushing sex of the most powerful super hero on the planet.

The scream of carnal pleasure that escaped Infinity Girl’s throat would have shattered steel had it not been entirely contained within Violet’s maw. Violet’s fingers effortlessly massaged every sensitive inch of Alessia’s tight, wet canal, a space that Alessia herself had used to crush steel beams into molten slag. The heat and pressure the two superhuman beings were exerting upon each other reached a tipping point as every article of clothing practically exploded off them. Wave after wave of pleasure rocked Alessia into a cascade of orgasms so powerful that she nearly lost consciousness. Alessia came with so much force that the jet of her sexual fluids that gushed past Violet’s fingers cracked the floorboards.

Of course, Violet was completely unharmed by the girl’s gushing love juices. And still not done with her, the superheroine whom she’d reduced to a quivering, orgasmic wrack.

Infinity Girl came again and again and again. Her body struggled to endure the endless pleasure Violet induced in her as she clenched, buckled, and spasmed. Impossibly, she began to run short of breath as her infinite scream taxed her limitless lungs to the breaking point. Tears streamed down her cheeks even as her pussy continued to blast her sweet nectar. Alessia’s seemingly endless stamina was giving out. Her limbs hung limply. Her mouth no longer responding to Violet’s. She was so mentally and physically broken that she wasn’t even flying anymore.

Violet finally broke away slightly. Alessia whined, not for breath or relief, but in agonized desperation at the sudden loss of contact with Violet’s soft lips. Although, none of that put a damper on the dozens of cascading orgasms that wracked Alessia’s body.

“Looks like you need a bit of a pick-me-up huh?” Violet cooed.

She carried the exhausted girl over to the couch and laid her down on her lap and then stuck one large, fat nipple into Violet’s still slack-jawed mouth.

“Suck.” Violet commanded.

Just like before, Infinity Girl didn’t hold back. The girl with lungs that had dissipated category five hurricanes with the slightest of puffs now sucked in as hard as she could. After a moment, the first drop of milk hit Alessia’s throat.

The Nectar of the gods was like spoiled milk in comparison, and Alessia had had Nectar before. Not only was Violet’s creamy lactation more delicious than anything she had ever tasted, but it revitalized Infinity Girl like nothing else. Alessia felt like she could take on a planet full of super soldiers on her worst day. Now she felt like she could crush a galaxy worth of gods. It was beyond orgasmic, she just kept feeling better and better. Stronger. More energetic. Like she had been sleeping her whole life and now she was finally awake. Every drop of Violet’s milk compounded this feeling, this strength, this power, and Alessia used that power to suck harder.

What had been a trickle before became a geyser. A veritable ocean’s worth of milk erupted from Violet’s nipple every second and Alessia made sure not a single drop got away from her. At some point, the compounding feeling of her constant ascension sent Alessia over the edge once again and she came. Had Violet not already had a hand resting daintily covering Infinity Girl’s sex, the mere vibrations from the super girl’s undulating pussy would have blown away half the neighborhood. As it was, she only destroyed half the couch and sent cracks racing along the walls.

Despite the quintillions of gallons of milk taken from Violet, her chest remained as perky and full as ever. even with the enormous increase in strength, Alessia couldn’t do more than dent the fleshy orb more than an inch, even using both hands.

After another minute or two, Violet cut off the flow. “I think you’re ready for the real stuff now.”

Still drunk on power, pleasure and Violet’s nectar, Alessia felt herself being lifted into the air by a single elegant hand, Violet’s long fingers managing to almost completely wrap themselves around Alessia’s thin waist.

Giddy with ancipation, Violet licked her lips, tore off Alessia’s skirt, and traced her powerful, muscular tongue over the the length of Alessia’s sex.

Infinity Girl shuddered, every nerve on fire, every cell in her body energized beyond maximum. Violet circled the super girl’s labia with her tongue, effortlessly wringing out waves of orgasmic bliss. Alessia squirmed and writhed, grabbing handfuls of her breasts, pinching her nipples, and fingering her clit. Violet enjoyed the super sonic show for a moment and then put her whole mouth to Alessia’s pussy.

That was when Infinity Girl learned that this had all just been foreplay. Every feeling up until this moment had been set up for the main event. The calm before the storm. The hush before the concert. The lightning before the thunderclap. The appetizer before the entree. Every nerve had been on fire beforehand, but now it felt like every cell was a supernova of pleasure.

Alessia screamed.

The front of the house exploded outward. The house across the street and ten houses beyond that in a massive cone all looked like a herd of kaiju had run through them. Every window for miles was shattered. Cars were flipped upside down and some were even torn apart. Infinity Girl clenched her thighs together and wrapped her legs around Violet’s head with diamond crushing force.

Violet reached deeper into Alessia’s pink folds. The rapid ebb and flow of Violet’s tongue perfectly matched Alessia’s undulations. Every subtle motion felt better than a thousand hours with her favorite toys, not that any toy could actually last more than a few seconds inside Alessia.

After dozens of mind-bending, earth-shatteringorgasms, Violet finally dropped a newly empowered, yet still spent Alessia. She landed with a splat in a not so small puddle of her own juices. Violet looked down on the impossibly strong and utterly exhausted super girl on her floor with an unreadable mixture of emotions on her face.

“You aren’t worthy of him. You can rest here for a minute if you need it, and feel free to visit me anytime you need to get your urges out, but you will never be with David,” Violet decreed.

Alessia couldn’t do much more than pant. She knew to her soul that she could never disobey Violet.

“Violet! Help!” David’s voice drifted through.

Violet rolled her eyes and sauntered over to the laundry room. Alessia’s body trembled in the afterthought of an orgasm just watching Violet’s long legs and large, firm ass bounce away from her.

“Little bro you cannot be seriously stuck in the washing machine, again!” Violet said, exasperated.

David looked back at her with puppy dog eyes and a trembling lip. “I- I- I don’t know what happened!”

Violet looked down at her doofus of a brother who had somehow managed to shove his linebacker sized body entirely into the washing machine. She sighed in exasperation and ripped the machine asunder, sending him tumbling to the floor..

He jumped up and hugged her, “Thankyouthankyouthankyou, okay I’m going to go play with Alessia now, she said she was going to play Wrestle Mans 6.”

“Wrestle Mans 6?”

“Yeah! I mean what else could she have meant by ‘I’m going to rock your world’. That’s Donald ‘The Rock’ Jameson’s catch phrase!” David said with the most innocently serious face imaginable.

“Don’t you have an essay due tomorrow?” Violet raised an eyebrow at him.

“Shit I forgot, I haven’t even started on that! Can you tell Alessia for me that we can hang out some other time?”

Violet smiled warmly at him. “I’ll do that.”