Electric Potential (Patreon)

Electric Potential
Written by HarmonyMotion
Commissioned by The Penguin

Chapter 1 - ArcTech Squared

“If you want me to do more,” Kayla purred, “well, you’ll just have to ask all the employees to go home, won’t you? Especially all of the guards and employees around the lab…”

Kayla placed her fingers inside the collar of Vivienne’s business suit and pinched. The brilliant and scatterbrained founder and lead of the ArcTech startup whimpered as Kayla’s delicate fingers dragged both hands downward, filling Vivienne’s office with a loud tearing sound that she swore could be heard all around the company.

“After all, I’m way too shy to do anything with people around. Isn’t that right, Ms. Lee? Or should I call you… Vivienne?”

The Asian woman could only gasp as she stared at Kayla’s fingers drifting lower and lower. Those digits… so long and slim… her own black bra was completely exposed now. She wished Kayla would use those magnificent fingers to massage her breasts and pinch her nipples. She wanted to beg Kayla to stroke her sopping slit and insert those sparking fingertips into her aching, throbbing folds.

“So…” Kayla did away with Vivienne’s top, ripped into three separate pieces. She leaned into nibble Vivienne’s cute little earlobe and plug her shocking tongue into Vivienne’s ear as she whispered hotly, “are you going to make me comfortable enough? Allow me to give you…”

Kayla’s fingers slipped under the wire of Vivienne’s bra and surrounded the Asian woman’s small, perky breasts entirely, pressing, lifting, rotating softly.

“...the pleasure I can give…”

Kayla’s lips nuzzled against Vivienne’s smooth neck.

“...or should I just leave? You told me after my interview that the accident was my fault, remember?”

Kayla sent a jolt of electricity through her thumb and middle finger, right into Vivienne’s chocolate nipples. The poor, dominated woman arched her back in response, pressing her body even more firmly against Kayla’s somehow recently transformed, voluptuous curves.

“You told me… don’t come back here… I can’t work for you… you’ll sue me for damages. Even though it was your gear that shocked me. Isn’t that right?”

Kayla slipped her shapely thigh in between Vivienne’s clenched legs. The brilliant electro-geneticist moaned as her white business skirt slid higher and higher, bunching uncomfortably around her thin hips as Kayla began to grind her perfect flesh against Vivienne’s weak, desire-addled body.

Vivienne was riding the razor’s edge of the most powerful orgasm of her life. She’d never felt this good before! The painful kiss of shocking pleasure from Kayla’s fingertips, the actual touch of Kayla’s plump, feathery-soft lips, the warm heat of that long, succulent leg…

Plus the knowledge that her company’s greatest experiment had worked. Albeit not on herself, and purely by accident…

“So, if you really want me to go away like you told me to, I will.”

Kayla extricated her sensual body and satin skin away from Vivienne.

Unbeknownst to Vivienne, Kayla was enjoying the domination as much as Vivienne was enjoying the impossibly electrifying stimulation. The seductress’s own electric pussy was gushing wet and sparking. She wanted to hear Vivienne beg. To ask for more. To break under her control. It would be easy to do it without her consent anyway, but there was a brief frisson of excitement, a moment of anticipation. If Vivienne actually declined Kayla’s request…

Kayla nearly creamed on the spot as Vivienne’s willpower shattered.

“NOOOO!” Vivienne screamed like a banshee. “Come back! Please touch me! I’ll do anything for you!” Her entire body was quaking. She almost collapsed onto her knees as she climbed off her seated position on the front of her desk that Kayla had forced her down on.

Kayla caught Vivienne with a single arm, easily supporting the Asian woman’s weight effortlessly.

“You know what to do then, don’t you?”

Vivienne pressed the intercom for the laboratory.

“Everyone go home. Our work is done for today.” Her voice was unsteady. The words nearly didn’t come out, caught in her throat. Kayla was smirking, rubbing her fingers along Vivienne’s bare arm as she pressed her cheek against the poor, submissive, begging Vivienne, exhaling hotly and inaudibly over the horny woman’s lips and microphone.

From the cameras, they could both see that people were wrapping up.

“Good girl!” Kayla complimented Vivienne like a pet as she traced her fingers down her torso. She tugged down on Vivienne’s skirt which had bunched around her hips, sliding it past the woman’s thighs where it limply dropped to her ankles.

“Oh thank you thank you,” Vivienne gasped in anticipation of having her searing heat caressed by Kayla.

“For what?” Kayla teased, pulling her hand away.

“Nooo!” Vivienne whined. She bucked her hips, trying to relieve the unbelievable ache in her dripping canal. Her mind was too hazy with lust to fathom how Kayla had done that to her with just the feel of her clothed body. Her clothed, spectacular body. “Please please pleaase!” She reached for her own love nest in desperation, but Kayla grabbed her arms and shocked her with painful power.

Vivienne’s arms jolted back in pain.

“Is that what you wanted?” Kayla sneered, enjoying the juxtaposition of pain and pleasure on her victim’s face. Her shocking and sensual touch paralyzed the smaller woman.

“Nnngg…” Vivenne couldn’t even unclench her jaw.

Kayla held her there for a few choice moments before getting bored. It was time to get on with her ultimate plan.

She peeked at the monitoring cameras. Nobody in the labs now. No need to entertain herself with her newest fucktoy.

Vienne howled in pure pleasure as Kayla inserted two fingers into the paralyzed woman’s pulsing pussy. Her dripping slickness allowed Kayla to slide in smoothly with zero resistance. Those powerful, graceful digits curled inside of Vivienne’s intimate core, stroking and stoking the already raging fire in the scatterbrained thinker. But Kayla was helping with that. Her mind was hyper focused on only one thing now.

Desire. Pure, burning desire. All for Kayla.

The electric demi-goddess pressed her fingers against Vivienne’s pelvic floor, then curled them upward. Those beautifully long extremities pushed against Vivienne’s G-spot, slowly, rhythmically building her little victim’s pleasure. She couldn’t move, couldn’t think. Only tremble in her little paralysis prison, forced to endure Kayla’s masterful stroke.

Her mind was filled with searing, blinding light. Her limbs ached. Her body was tense from exertion. Her face and body flushed red as droplets of sweat beaded over her desperate-for-release flesh. The heat radiating from the tops of her pert breasts was palpable. Her toes and fingers were clenched. Hyper-extended. Her mouth was dry from gasping, heaving.

Kayla smirked and fired a small bolt of electricity from her inserted fingertips.

Vivienne’s torso slammed back onto her desk. Her climactic moan welled deep inside of her as her thighs clamped over Kayla’s wrist, her body curling into a little ball of orgasmic ecstasy. She was soaked in sweat, her wracked and twisted body pumping and processing the pleasure that Kayla’s motionless fingers provided. But for a small hiss of air, she never even made a sound. Her face went slack as she drooled out of the side of her mouth. Kayla had rendered Vivienne totally unconscious.

With a triumphant smirk, Kayla extracted her sopping fingers and gave them a lick. Wiping them on the torn remains of Vivienne’s shirt, the fiery-haired seductress searched the broken woman’s pockets for her all-access security badge.

Kayla twirled the little piece of protected plastic on its lanyard and strutted out of Vivienne’s office toward the shoddily built experimental laboratory.

Chapter 2 - Big Little Sister, Little Big Sister

“Congratulations, UoP class of 2054! You did it!”

The audience clapped as all of the students threw their golden tasseled hats into the air.

Kristi stepped down from the raised platform for all graduates and hugged her boyfriend Jack tight while giving Kayla a knowing look. Then she moved onto her Kayla, daring her diminutive big sister to speak up, or do anything at all.

Kayla just bit her tongue as she hugged and congratulated her little sister, ready to strut her stuff out in the real world. Not that she needed it. Her little sister had always taken the world by storm.

Confident, outgoing, and assertive, Kristi was everything that Kayla was not. Even in appearance, Kristi looked like the older sister despite Kayla being four years her senior. And if Kayla had to guess, Kristi reveled in it.

“Congrats, Kristi,” Kayla spoke softly and meekly as usual, looking up at her sister’s bright smile. Her tone couldn’t be heard over the din of the crowd.

Kristi stood half a foot taller than her just under five foot tall sister, watching the waifish girl fidget her feet nervously in the midst of a large crowd.

“Pfft, whatever,” Kristi spat when it was clear Kayla was just going to be her meek carpet self. “Let’s go for driiinks!” She looped her arm through Jack’s and waded through the crowd of people.

Kayla struggled to keep up as her sister and her still-crush began to disappear from view among the sea of people.

“S-so when do you start?” Kayla muttered at the Penguin Pub on UoP campus. She tried to stifle a giggle at the school and pub’s mascot, a cute, squat, blue and white penguin. It held a beer in one flipper and a beer battered fried fish in the other. Kayla giggled.

“Sheesh. Grow up, big sis. How long are you gonna laugh at this stupid mascot? You don’t still have that army of penguin plushies, do you?” Kristi chided.

“What?!” Kayla exclaimed back, actually audibly now.

“Pfft, never mind. Speaking of growing up, I start in two weeks! I can’t wait! 6 digit salary out of school!” Kristi grabbed the handle of her pint and raised the frothy glass. “Cheers!”

“Cheers!” Jack followed suit with his own drink.

Kristi and Jack gulped down half of their pints with gusto while Kayla sipped on hers.

“Yeah! They were so excited to bring me on board. Financial analyst at Morgan, Morgan, and Morgan!”

“So you’re buying right?” Jack suggested, possibly sincerely. It was hard to tell sometimes.

Kristi punched him in the arm. “As if. I’m not rich yet. Kayla, I can’t believe you ever had a cr…” but the younger sister caught herself before creating the most awkward atmosphere ever.

She knew Kayla had a crush on Jack. After all, Jack was a classmate of Kayla’s. And as sisters, Kayla had pined about him endlessly to her. How handsome he was, how his voice sounded, how his hair looked crispy the way he gelled it…

Kristi had listened patiently. And worse, she’d agreed with Kayla’s assessment of Jack. So in her usual confident and assertive way (and the fact that Kristi had actually developed a feminine body didn’t hurt), she’d introduced herself to Jack. The rest was history.

She hadn’t even been subtle about lording it over Kayla in private either. Kayla couldn’t understand her younger sister’s motivation. Was she just a complete, soulless sadist?

Kristi always passed it off as some sort of hard knock lesson. “Oh, if you weren’t so shy. If you weren’t such a pushover. That’s why I’m with Jack and you’re not. I just had to ask! That’s why you’re working a receptionist job for near minimum wage instead of doing something with your materials science degree! Come on, Kayla! Get it together!”

Was this her idea of motivation? The sisters had been close at first, back when they were young. But when Kristi started to outgrow Kayla through puberty and the two stood at the same height, people started to ask if they were twins. Kayla always had to assert that she was the older one, but assert was definitely not how one would describe Kayla’s objections. More of a whimper.

Before long, Kristi took over the spotlight. She simply spoke out, brightly and loudly, before Kristi could get a word in. The first time she’d done it, Kayla laughed, thinking it was some kind of a weird joke. But Kristi just kept on doing it.

And then Kristi began to grow taller too. Her little sister’s breasts began to swell as they developed, ripe and full. Kayla looked at her own flat chest, filled with disappointment and envy. Four years Kristi’s senior, and she did not even come close to comparing to Kristi’s developing curvy, voluptuous form.

So Kristi received all the accolades, all the attention, and all the boys. Kayla continued to excel in her academics, but when it came to applying it in the real world, well…

“ANYWAY!” Kristi slammed down her stein to break the tension. “Another round! Kayla, you’re buying.”

“O…okay,” she acquiesced.

And Kayla wasn’t ugly by any means. She pushed her way through the crowd of giants, her own stature a mere 4’11. The soft, red-haired, honey brown doe eyed girl fought at the bar to get noticed, making her way to the routine spot where she hoped the bartender would remember her.

“Hey! Kayla!” The large man greeted her loudly. “Been a while! You don’t come here much anymore, huh?”

“Not since I graduated,” Kayla smiled.

“Too much of a bigshot to see your old friend Eddie, are ya?” He continued to polish some shot glasses that had just come back his way.

“Never! I miss this place.”

“Yeah, you always had a thing for the penguins.”

“Yeah, I really like them. They’re cute.”

She really did miss being in this bar. Talking with Eddie was one of the few things that made her comfortable.

“You want one of these? New ones just came in.” Eddie jingled some new Penguin Pub keychains at Kayla.

“Lemme see!” She nearly lunged across the bar to grab them.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Eddie chuckled as he flung the cheap little bit of metal to Kayla, who cradled her treasure. “Okay doll, what’s the occasion? What’ll it be?”

Kayla spent a moment examining the cute winking penguin before slipping it in her pocket.

“Little sister’s graduation,” she emphasized the word ‘little.’ “Just another pitcher of whatever, please.”

“Uh oh. Sisterly squabble? Don’t worry, I’m sure it’ll blow over.”

He pulled another frosty pitcher from the refrigeration below, tilted it against the spout, and pulled the handle back. Before long, it was filled to the brim with frothing beer.

“Yeah. Maybe.” Yeah right, she thought to herself. If I want it to stop, I’ll really need to show her up somehow.

“I’ll try my best,” Kayla swore to herself.

Chapter 3 - ArcTech

Kayla rolled up to ArcTech on her day off of work at the Sunset Nursing Home. It was Tuesday, after all.

She arrived 30 minutes early and just sat in her car, leafing through her woefully lacking resume. The more she reviewed it, the worse her nerves got. Four years of excellent grades at a good school, followed by four years of job experience that required none of those skills. Kayla began to panic as she tried to come up with convincing reasons to this prospective employer.

It was a startup, so the pay was unlikely to be good. ArcTech was new on the scene, and its CEO, Vivienne Lee, was known to be eccentric. Talks about electro-genetic modification, cell enhancement to reverse aging, why should human bodies shut down at all? Stuff like that.

ArcTech garnered a lot of attention from the media… but it was just attention. A few venture capitalists put some money into it, but the results were shoddy to say the least. Vivenne Lee had recently had a new breakthrough, or so she claimed, and the company raised another round of funding. It looked as if they were on their last legs, but then again, so many companies seemed to linger on their last legs for a significant amount of time.

So, Kayla hoped they could use her. The pay probably wouldn’t be that good. She hoped that it would be a selling point in her favor.

She looked at the clock. Still twenty minutes before her interview. Kayla sighed, wiped the sweat off her brow, swept her frizzled red hair behind her head, and decided to go inside. No sense roasting herself in the car under the heat of the Phoenix sun.

ArcTech’s decor was… well, it was what it was. A raggedy carpet, a noticeable lack of air conditioning—it looked nothing like the sort of sleek startup company she had envisioned. Even if the pay were bad, she could show her bitchy little sister what a swanky place she worked at, how she was taking a risk on a big payday when ArcTech ultimately succeeded in their futuristic endeavors. The company would provide lunch and dinner, they would have cool amenities like a gym and sushi nights, and she would be working with hip, young people.

But this was none of that.

Kayla marched up to the reception desk, grimacing as she nearly moved around it to sit down at the desk like she was so accustomed to.

“Yes?” the male receptionist asked. He had a pile of damp paper towels wadded up behind the desk, one of which he was using to dab the sweat off his forehead.

“I’m, umm… here for an interview…” Kayla murmured softly.

“Name?”

“Kayla Kinetic.”

“Our badges aren’t working today. I’d print you out one otherwise,” he pointed at the standing machine next to him. “Here, have this.”

He handed her a piece of paper and a marker. It read “My Name Is” at the top with a large white field underneath it.

Kayla unclasped her hands and wrote her name in. Since when had she been clasping her hands in front of her like that? Her fingers were sore for the tight squeeze and moist with sweat.

“S-sorry I’m early. When can I…?”

“Take a seat over there. Someone will come for you soon.”

“Okay.”

Kayla stuck the nametag on her best blouse and took a seat on a dilapidated cloth chair. There was a white table before her with absolutely nothing on it. The only other thing in the room was an elevator in the wall near her, and some doors locked by a security scanner. The place was absolutely Spartan. The only decoration was the company logo ArcTech mounted against the wall behind the reception desk, with its large swooping, stylized “Arc.”

She crossed her legs. Uncrossed them. Stood up and walked around. Then wondered if she was making too much of a scene. She grimaced. Sat back down. Kayla peeked at the receptionist. He was too busy wiping his face and neck.

Just when Kayla was beginning to think that this interview wasn’t worth it, a disheveled Asian woman in sandals strode into the room through the secured doors. She was wearing… Kayla couldn’t even describe what she was wearing. A total mess. Knee length shorts, sandals, and a far too large t-shirt. And a pair of slick looking sunglasses.

Was that Vivienne!?

“Phew! It is hot ass balls here!”

Hot ass balls.

“Are you Kayla?” she asked, fanning herself furiously with a magazine as she stomped toward the shy redhead. Her flip-flops flipped and flopped loudly.

“Um… yes. Nice to meet you…” she unclasped her hand and offered it for a sweaty shake.

Vivienne touched it softly with her own palm without clasping too hard and withdrew.

“Okay, come on. Let’s get this interview on the road. All my scientists and engineers are too busy today, so I’ll interview you myself.”

Kayla recoiled in horror. Oh, it was definitely a bad idea to try something as foolish as this!

Vivienne walked back toward the doors she’d come through and beckoned Kayla to follow.

“Just scan your nametag there,” Vivenne pointed at the sensor.

“Um…”

Kayla did as she was told, leaning over and pressing herself against the wall to try and get her name tag to beep. It was only when Vivienne burst into laughter that Kayla realized that she’d been had.

“You know,” she choked out between laughs, “we need engineers here, right?”

Kayla turned redder than a tomato.

“Come on, let’s go.”

Vivenne scanned her badge. The doors clicked. Kayla followed behind the strange woman.

This was going so fucking well already.

“You know what we do here?” Vivenne asked as they walked down the hallway. It looked more like a hospital than anything else. Large rooms filled with hardware, very few offices.

“Um…” Kayla started. “I read your website. You’re looking into, um, unlocking the human genome,” she began to recite ArcTech’s pitch. She’d always been good at things like that for school.

“I see you’ve read our website,” Vivienne remarked in a not so charitable tone. “But you have no idea what we do, do you?”

“You… you’re looking to advance…” Kayla continued the only way she knew how.

“Come on. You can take a look at our main lab. This is the only thing that really matters here.”

Kayla wasn’t sure what was happening, but she felt for sure she was bombing. She simply didn’t know what to say. Her rehearsal for all of the usual “why do you want to work here” sorts of questions obviously did not apply here.

They finally reached a large room at the end of the hallway. There was an electrical room right next to it that emanated so much heat that it made the Phoenix weather seem mild in comparison. That couldn’t be safe, could it?

In contrast, the important room itself felt like a refrigerator. Kayla could feel the cold air wafting out through a tiny crack between the double doors. Pretty inefficient… maybe she could make some sort of suggestion about that… come on, Kayla! Be assertive!

“Um…” she tried to speak up, but Vivienne scanned her badge and opened the door with a large whoosh.

Both women relished the cool air blowing over them. Vivienne stepped in first, dressed in her teenagery outfit. Kayla followed.

The Asian head of company took off her shades, finally revealing her shockingly blue eyes. Her face was absolutely gorgeous! Kayla swallowed in awe and envy. Now this was the Vivienne she’d seen on ArcTech’s website. She thought it was photoshopped or some sort of gimmick, but… wow.

“Come on. Put one on,” Vivienne instructed as she slipped a large, heavy, white lab coat over herself. “Chilly,” she commented, shivering as it draped over her.

Kayla put it on too. The chill was definitely welcome.

They walked around the lab without too much conversation. The room was dark save for the bright, neon blue glow of vacuum tubes and streams of electricity. Complex glowing consoles and safety panels alternated on every metal cabinet. Some of the machinery was switched off as engineers with headlamps poked around, doing who knew what.

“We’re looking to unlock the human genome without genetic modification,” Vivienne began out of nowhere. “I think cells are malleable and programmable without splicing. You see…”

Kayla just listened. She couldn’t follow any of it, despite her best efforts. She tried to take mental notes in case there was some sort of quiz at the end, but it soon became clear that Vivienne just enjoyed the sound of her own voice and wanted to hear her own frankly insane ideas out loud.

“...so I founded this company!” she concluded with glee.

“Um… I’m afraid… I don’t know anything about biology…” Kayla replied. It would probably be a good thing if she didn’t get this job anyway. What would she even do here?

“I”m looking for a receptionist. I saw you have some experience on your resume. How does that sound?”

NO! Kayla screamed internally. All this, just for that?! She’d applied for some mechanical work, expecting to work on testing materials and maybe configuring and experimenting with some materials for producing… whatever it was they were doing here. And now, Vivienne wanted her to be a receptionist!?

Even to Kayla’s untrained eyes, she could see that this operation was sorely lacking in safety. How did they even pass a building inspection? Aside from the fact that the electrical closet was far overheating, she could see the fraying insulation along tons of the equipment. Her pride refused to let it go. She had sworn to try, dammit! She’d sworn to Eddie, to herself, and she desperately wanted to stand up to Kristi for once in her life.

She decided to try and prove her worth.

“You know,” Kayla stated as confidently as her quiet voice could muster, “there’s a lot of unsafe connections and insulation here.”

Vivenne’s beautiful eyes narrowed. “Are you threatening me?”

“No, no, no!!” Kayla was aghast. “I just mean, these wire insulators are fraying on the ends here and unsafe.” She got close to an example near the vacuum tubes. “These look like fiberglass, but if you go with cellulose…”

Kayla reached out and pointed with a finger.

“NO!” Vivienne shouted.

But it was too late. A surge of energy was going through. Kayla was nowhere near it, or so she thought. But this lab was something else entirely.

A thick beam of white, opaque energy blasted through the vacuum tube and sparked violently from that bit of exposed wire. It leapt into Kayla’s outstretched finger as if it were a lightning rod. The prolonged spark of energy channeled itself through Kayla’s entire body, setting her nervous system on fire. The poor, frazzled redhead seized up as all of her limbs hyperextended in response. The electricity burst out of her body at random intervals, like a voodoo doll stuck with pins. Her honey brown eyes glowed the most as pure energy shot from them.

It felt like an eternity to Kayla as her heart pumped so fiercely that she thought it’d explode. But it was all over in a few seconds.

She nearly collapsed to her feet as her trembling form calmed down. Her thin, pale red hair stood straight up in large, random tufts. Her teeth chattered. She could still feel the pricks of energy on her tongue. It tasted like tin.

The engineers who had witnessed the event gasped in shock and fear. They looked at Vivienne.

“OUT! OUT!” Vivienne screeched. “You stupid receptionist girl! Don’t come back here! I’ll sue you!”

A few security guards with rubber gloves escorted the shell shocked girl off the premises.

Chapter 4 - Kayla Reconstructed

Kayla drove home in a stunned haze, barely aware of the car horns honking at her whenever she failed to move on a green. Her body thrummed with shocking sparks. She swore she could see the residual energy crawling over arm as she spun the steering wheel. It was so mesmerizing, she almost turned onto the sidewalk a few times.

Miraculously, Kayla made it home without crashing into anything. She stumbled into her studio apartment in a daze, tripping over a pair of soft penguin velvet plushies as tall as her.

“S-sorry guys…” she mumbled, trying to get to her feet. The rubbing of the velour fabric against her skin sparked more static electricity. Kayla yelped, more startled than hurt as she fell toward the electrical socket that her cheap lamp was plugged into. Her fingers brushed past the outer plastic covering, glancing over the three-pronged outlet. A fierce bolt of electricity from the apartment complex’s grid shot into her hand.

She gasped in pure… pleasure?

Scooting backwards from the outlet, the thick stream of silvery-white opaque electricity thinned and stretched, but never broke contact. She lifted her right hand and yelped in fear as it followed her movement. She could see its ghostly glow streaking up her arm and climbing past her shoulder.

Kayla’s heart pounded as she began to brush her shoulder with her left hand, but the beam simply leapt and connected there. It climbed up that arm now too, creeping past her collarbones, those tendrils looking as if they were about to strangle her thin neck!

She clutched at her slim, underdeveloped body, but the electricity was taking her over now. She could feel its crackle behind her eyes, cringing in the anticipation of pain more than anything else as it creeped into her heart and swirled in her breasts. She was being suffocated in a warm, beautiful light.

Once Kayla got over the fright and accepted that something beyond her control was happening, she could feel the heat of arousal bubbling inside her small body. She moved her two hands around, using the streak of glowing energy as a mirror as she moved it through the air. Her glowing torso was visible through that formal interview blouse. Which, unless her mind was playing tricks on her (which it very well could be!)—it was looking awfully tight!

Kayla gasped. Her flat, almost non-existent A-cup breasts looked like they were pressing against the fabric of her top!

The buttons were beginning to bulge, and she could clearly see the silky stretchy fabric of what basically amounted to a training bra peeking out from between the gaps! She moved her little reflective electric strip of mirror across different angles, and they all confirmed what she was seeing. Her breasts were growing! And not by an insignificant margin either!

She wanted to feel them. Slamming her hands into her budding, feminine flesh, that strip of power leapt straight into the growing, perky nubs protruding at the outermost curve of her lush flesh and fueled her transformation further.

“Oh my god!!” Kayla yelled as she could hear and feel her breasts stretching her blouse. It didn’t hurt that the creeping power had surged past her widening hips and straight into her intimacy.

She tried to unbutton the strained blouse, but it was far beyond the limit of being stretched any further. The loosely bound buttons popped off fiercely as her breasts pushed outward with a palpable rush of air. She slid down her pathetic bra which was far too tight now, falling past her svelte waist and resting against the tops of her exaggerated feminine hips.

Kayla pinched her pink peaks, shuddering from the violent electric tingles that her fingers powered through them. At the same time, her hips began to buck all of their own accord as the solid electricity coursed into her hungry, dripping pussy like a phantom dildo with its own mind.

It pounded into her, slamming her swollen, hot G-spot while caressing her labia, lashing and licking softly against her inner thighs. The power was trickling down her legs, its journey from thigh to toes taking much longer than she would have expected considering her lacking height. The electricity massaged her feet without tickling her as it traveled through her beautifully curved arches, down to the tips of every single toe.

She pinched with gusto while massaging her breasts gently, feeling the surprisingly firm flesh fill her palms. Kayla wished she could slam more power into herself. And as if on command, the entire building’s power grid shorted as all available energy surged through that one outlet and into her body.

Kayla’s neck snapped back as she orgasmed, screaming in silence.

Her entire body trembled as her inner canal clenched over the electric dildo that would not stop thrusting inside of her, no matter how tight her squeeze. Her flesh melded with the glowing, pumping cylinder of energy, but still it continued to grind into her, stimulating her aching flesh and molten heat. Energy shot out of her eyes and open mouth, through every single digit of her hypersensitive fingers and toes. Every single sensation against her electrified skin felt like another bolt of erotic pleasure. Her legs writhed against each other, the burning heat down her dribbling thighs human contact to wrap around and squeeze, trying to halt the unstoppable thrust of her invisible lover.

She rubbed her feet, one on top of the other, trying to soothe the overstimulated tingling of her toes. At the same time, she flung her arms back to try and break the sparking connection between her pinching fingers and her beautifully pink nipples. Still she continued to orgasm, her mouth dry from being agape in pleasure for so long.

With one final burst of pleasure, she felt a switch flip in her mind. And then the electricity faded.

She opened her glowing eyes after minutes of luxuriating in the foreign feeling of being electro-fucked. Her entire body still buzzed with the soft afterglow of post-coital pleasure. Kayla was far too exhausted to think about what had happened. She crawled into bed and curled up, failing to note how she had to tuck in her longer legs to fit comfortably on her twin bed. Sleep overtook her.

Kayla awoke some time in the twilight before dawn, confused and groggy. What time was it? What day was it? She picked up her phone which she’d somehow deposited on her bedside nightstand. No power. She’d forgotten to plug it in.

Rubbing her eyes with her spare hand, she felt a brief, stinging connection between her phone and the hand that was holding it. It was… turning on?

She gasped when she opened her eyes, seeing a thin glow of power in the palm of her hand visibly charging the phone. The manufacturer’s logo popped up, followed by the date and time. It was 5:00 AM. She had to go to work in a few hours.

“Oh my god…” Kayla muttered as she dropped her phone. And then she remembered the events that had occurred just before she’d passed out.

Quickly, she jumped out of bed, nearly tripping over a long pair of legs that didn’t belong to her. She stood still for a moment to regain her bearings. The counters seemed lower. Her bed seemed lower. It’d almost come up to her waist before, and now it only came up to her knees!

A confused Kayla made her way to the bathroom. She reached for the light switch. Another brief sting before her hand even touched the thing, and the light came up. Shaking her head in disbelief, she went to check herself out in the mirror.

Her eyes! They were a soft brown before, what she’d considered her most fetching trait. But now they seemed to glow! A sharply defined black pupil surrounded by a soft field of light hues, sparkling and mesmerizing.

And then she noticed her hair.

The faded, frizzly red strands of thin straw were now replaced by long, luscious, vibrant tresses of pure flame, extending from her healthy scalp, flowing down past her shoulders and going all the way to her butt in beautiful curls. She ran her fingers through it in disbelief, getting another reminder from the shock of static electricity crackling from her silky mane to her digits. It didn’t shock or surprise her though. No, the warmth and splendorous fragrance of her lush red hair combined with the gentle caress of punctuating electricity just felt… right.

She leaned in closer as she continued to stroke hair and massage her scalp, loving that she was the spitting image of a shampoo model. Even her face had subtly shifted in appearance. Not just her piercing eyes that she swore could stare into her own soul, but higher cheekbones, a rosier complexion, stronger, thicker lips, and a feminine jawline that could grace the cover of every magazine.

Kayla managed to move her hands from the silky drapes of her warm hair down to the smooth, elegant lines of her long neck. The more she examined herself, the more turned on she got as she marveled at this beauty staring back at her in the mirror. It was strange to think that she could be inhabiting the body of a total stranger, but there were still definitely traces of her in there if she looked carefully. Her own soft fingers sent pleasant tingles of electricity through her swan-like neck as she continued to drink herself down.

Down over her well-defined collarbones and wider shoulders now, Kayla marveled at the curves of her torso. An hourglass figure! A real, dramatic, feminine swoop from her upper body, sucking inwards into her cinched waist, and then back out into beautiful, wide, child-bearing hips! She no longer had to lament having the body of a little boy. And those weren’t the only curves of her body that she was grateful for. Not in the slightest.

Her previously flat torso now sported a large pair of firm, perky breasts that she’d always dreamed about. Kayla graze her fingers over those swells, scarcely believing they could be real. They had to be, what? B-cups? C-cups? She couldn’t wait to go to the store and try on some bras. Other women complained bitterly about finding the right bra that fit. Kayla considered it a privilege.

She cupped herself as the power surging from her hands seemed to increase with her arousal. Each individual tip of her powerful fingers sparked lusty power into her boobs. She moaned as she zapped herself, her lightly tanned skin flushing redder as the heat built up in the beautiful canyon of cleavage between the swells of her chest.

Cleavage! She had cleavage! Kayla cooed as she brought her arms along the outer edges of her breasts and pushed inward. Oh, they were captivating! The way her wonderful soft, warm flesh squashed and rubbed together… she was growing wetter by the second. And her arousal had never felt this electric before.

The stunned, transformed girl managed to break her gaze from the hypnotic sight of her own cleavage and took a moment to marvel at her own new, toned arms that were producing that delightful effect. Even her limbs looked sexy. Taut skin over gentle, tight muscles, with no hint of sag… Kayla could barely believe that she was getting turned on just from looking at her arms!

But enough of that. There was so much more of her magnificent new glory to explore. Right underneath her pendant breasts were her sculpted abs. Abs! A beautiful six-pack with well-defined grooves outlining each sexy muscle. And her waist, which she had already noted… so small, so slender! She wiggled those wide hips, loving the seductive sway of her lithe body.

As her gaze pierced in between the delicious swell of her breasts, she could see her bare pubic mound, completely devoid of any hair or stubble. And the delicately pink lips just beyond them, quivering and sparking with electricity. The sight of it fed back to her, sending pulses of pleasure through her mind. Kayla’s whole body lit up, her nipples trembling and vibrating with thrumming power as her new long, lean, sleek legs gave out.

She screamed as she came. Her body released a pulse of electromagnetic energy that knocked out the bathroom lights.

“Oh… fuck… yes!” she panted as she came down from her new climactic highs, too scared to touch her hyper-sensitive nipples or moist nether lips. The underlying thrum of potential power was still knocking at her intimate gates.

Still in the nude and seeing absolutely no reason to cover up, Kayla practiced her sexy strut as she moved out of the bathroom and into the computer chair nex tot her twin bed. She sat down, marveling at the length of her new legs as she lifted one high and crossed it over the other like some sort of seductive movie star. Biting her lip and squeezing her left breast with one hand in anticipation of using her new power, she stroked her laptop keyboard with a single finger and powered it on with a faint shimmering glow.

Restraining herself from overloading her personal computer, Kayla unlocked the waddling penguin screensaver with her password and checked her calendar. Today was Kristi’s housewarming party.

Oh, she couldn’t wait to go to this. Another involuntary moan of arousal escaped her lips as her body began to flush with heat once again.

Chapter 5 - Kayla Warms Kristi’s House (and Boyfriend)

After the easiest work day of her life, Kayla checked out early after asking her boss for permission. The poor woman was squirming as Kayla batted her eyelashes. The transformed electric bombshell had to stifle a giggle. It was so easy to get what she wanted now!

Hopping in her car, a thin sheen of white traveled from her neck down to her feet, changing her attire into a tight pink pair of leggings that showed off her athletic thighs and tight ass. A tight, white crop top completed the outfit, emphasizing both the dramatic strength of her tummy and the desirable femininity of her orbs. To finish it all off, she pulled down the sun visor of the car and looked in the mirror, pursing her lips as her electricity caressed her lips, painting them ruby red.

She puckered up and gave herself a little kiss.

Seductress. Vixen. Total fox. Old Kayla was gone for sure.

Twenty minutes later after an aggressive drive through the local streets of Phoenix, Kayla arrived on the scene. She ran into some of the other tenants in the building, noting that they all performed at least a double take up and down the entire length of her erotic body. Flipping her lustrous locks back with a flourish, she walked up to Kristi’s door and knocked.

“Hey, welcome to the pa-pa-pa…”

Jack was the one who opened the door and suddenly found himself unable to speak. The sight of this redhead had completely shut down his thinking brain. All mental capacity, all blood flow was rerouted somewhere significantly lower.

Kayla smirked as she let Jack ogle as much as he wanted. Hell, she helped out his hungry eyes by puckering her lips, licking an extended finger, and then tracing it down the dramatic curves of her body.

“Jack, who is it?” her sister’s familiar voice rang out from inside the apartment.

“It’s… um…” He didn’t break his gaze for a second.

“It’s Kayla,” she offered helpfully.

“K-Kayla!?” This wasn’t Kristi’s older sister at all! “You can’t be serious!”

“Jack, I’ll show you just how serious I can be,” Kayla purred huskily as she traced languid circles over her protruding nipple. It grew visible, poking through her conjured crop top. Large, pink, and engorged, Kayla’s deliciously erotic nub brought Jack to full, uncomfortable hardness.

He gulped and licked his lips.

“You better answer my sister,” Kayla smirked.

“Um, it’s Kayla!” He yelled back through the murmur of the small gathering.

“Well what the hell are you doing? Just let her in and come over here! And bring the wine!”

“Um, um… come in, Kayla,” Jack welcomed her in.

“Thank you, Jack. Such a gentleman. Shoes on or off?”

“Off please.”

Kayla stepped in and swiveled to a side, making sure to give Jack a sight he’d never forget. Her ridiculously sexy profile caused another involuntary moan out of Jack. He tried to stop it by biting his tongue, but Kayla caught him red handed. He was beginning to turn red with embarrassment as Kayla gave him a knowing wink with her luminescent coffee-colored eyes.

She bent over at the waist and gave Jack another show, demonstrating her extreme flexibility while letting him admire the curves of her backside. They were just as magnificent as her chest. Why should her boobs get all the attention?

After slipping off her trainers, Kayla snapped back up, once again sucking up all of Jack’s attention with her breasts. She gave him a little smile as she walked past him, brushing against his turgid erection with her thigh. This time, Kayla didn’t bother to suppress her laughter as Jack groaned and made a beeline for the bathroom down the hall. What a nice way to christen the apartment! A big load for Kristi’s big sister.

If this went on any longer, Kayla was going to have to christen the bathroom herself! And maybe with Jack’s help…

The six-odd gathering of friends all stared at Kayla as she walked past them. They whispered amongst themselves as they all admired her marvelous physique. Luckily for Kayla, her previous shyness meant that she’d never interacted much with Kristi’s cohort, so they all may as well have been meeting for the first time.

“Hey Kristi,” Kayla greeted her sister who was rummaging through a newly stocked fridge.

“Kayla? That you?” she mumbled as she grabbed as large bowl of salsa with one hand and guacamole in the other. It didn’t sound like her older sister’s usual unsteady voice…

She turned around expecting to find her demure, shorter sister fidgeting in her usual nervous way. But no, this girl met her eye to eye. And she was sexy as fuck!

Both bowls of condiments slipped out of Kristi’s arms, but Kayla reacted with superhuman agility, her neural pathways firing so much faster. The red-haired vixen caught both bowls of dip before they’d fallen more than an inch.

“You okay, sis? Come on, let’s go. Your friends are waiting.”

Kayla spun around 180 degrees, letting her long hair whip behind hair. The stunned look on her little sister’s face filled her with pride and stoked her lust even further.

Kristi could barely get a word in as the group sat around the table, munching on chips and drinking red wine. All of them wanted to know about Kristi’s dazzling older sister. Why hadn’t they met before? What did she do for work? What was her diet and exercise like to get such a stunning bod?

And Kayla entertained all of the questions with flair and panache, not shying away from anything, making direct eye contact with her enraptured audience while being overtly flirty as she brushed hands and rubbed elbows with the people sitting nearest her. She reveled in the sight of her sister, sitting there, munching on chips while being completely flabbergasted.

“Hey Jack…” Kayla finally set her sights on a slightly droopier Jack than when she first came in. “Can you show me where the bathroom is?” Her lilt was seductive, her eyes smoky with desire.

Finally Kristi snapped out of her confused stupor.

“It’s just down the hall, all the way at the end. Don’t turn. You can’t miss it.” Was this really her sister?!

“Sometimes I just get so confused,” Kayla feigned innocence, glancing away and fidgeting with her hands like her old self.

“You. Can’t. Miss. It,” Kristi hissed.

“Don’t worry Kayla, I’ll help you!” Jack insisted far too eagerly.

Kristi tried to protest, but Jack had already leapt out of his seat. She glared daggers at his back as he intentionally followed behind Kayla to get maximum ogling time at her suddenly-fitness-model sister’s beautiful backside.

“It’s just over there…” he pointed it out before they were about to round the corner.

“And the bedroom?” Kayla asked.

“Um, I thought you wanted the bathroom…”

“Just wanted to drop off some housewarming gifts. A little token from her older sister, you know?” Kayla reached into her pocket and fished out some penguin bobbles attached to a chain.

“Oh, sure. This way…”

This time Jack led the way, trying to hide the growing erection in his pants. Rubbing one out surreptitiously in the bathroom just fifteen minutes ago was apparently not enough to keep Kayla from igniting his passions once again.

As soon as Jack stepped through the door to the bedroom, Kayla threw herself at him and leapt onto the bed. Turning people into puddles of lust had made her horny, and nothing would satisfy her more than to consummate the crush she’d had on Jack for years.

“Mmf! Kayla!” Jack moaned as she humped his body with her new strength.

“Yesss?” she looked him in the eyes with a triumphant grin on her face.

“I’m with… your sister!” he managed to squeak out as Kayla’s body ground against his.

His statement was enough to completely ruin Kayla’s mood. She climbed off of his helpless, heaving body. Even though he was rock hard in his pants, her aggressive seduction wasn’t enough.

“Tch.” She clicked her tongue. “Well, this is for my sister.”

Kayla left her little bauble by Kristi’s bedside, hoping that it would infuriate her. She walked out of the bedroom to find Kristi rounding the corner.

The two sisters exchanged cold glances as Kayla walked by, revealing a no worse for wear Jack sitting on the bed.

“What were you doing!?” Kristi yelled.

“Hmph.”

Kayla marched out of her little sister’s apartment, waving goodbye to Kristi’s friends. She was going to visit ArcTech once more. She wouldn’t lose to her little sister again.

Chapter 6 - ArcTech Squared (cont.)

With Vivienne’s all access badge twirling on her extended finger, Kayla trotted halfway down to the labs before realizing that she’d probably need Vivienne’s assistance on exactly what to do. So she went back to fetch her eccentric yet obviously brilliant victim.

Gently slapping Vivienne awake, Kayla whispered in the Asian woman’s ear as she ground her heated pussy against Vivienne’s thigh.

“Want to experience more of me?” Kayla asked, tickling Vivienne’s earlobe as she exhaled hotly.

“Mmm. Yesss…” Vivienne uttered. “You’re the culmination of my research,” she admitted breathily. “You just need more.”

Kayla almost ceased her seduction, completely taken aback. This was what she’d come for, but to have Vivienne’s endorsement was wholly unexpected. Had she fucked her mind over so far from when Vivienne had her escorted out of ArcTech?

Too fucking hot!

“So will you show me what to do?” Kayla leaned back in and nibbled the woman’s earlobe as she conjured lines of jagged electricity from her fingertips right into Vivienne’s exposed breasts.

“Unnng! Yes! Yes yes!” Vivienne choked.

“Beg me,” Kayla declared. She wanted Vivienne to want it. To make her sexier, more powerful than she could possibly imagine.

“Yes Mistress! Please, let me show you what to do! I want you to crush everyone who doubted me! You, the greatest creation of ArcTech! A walking sex bomb that nobody can deny!”

“Sounds to me like you want to use me,” Kayla continued to grind her sensual body against Vivienne’s. “I want you to beg me. Like I own you.”

“Sorry Mistress! Yes, let me make you a goddess! I’ll do anything you order me to! Please just make me come like that again!”

“Much better.”

Kayla traced her fingers down Vivienne’s torso, letting it linger over the woman’s pussy before removing her hand. Vivienne whimpered as she bit her lip. If she wanted more, she knew what she had to do.

Her clothes still shredded, a mostly nude Vivienne followed behind Kayla as the pair made their way to ArcTech’s laboratory. Vivenne nodded submissively as Kayla scanned the badge and walked into the lab. She tried to follow her mistress in, but Kayla shook her head and closed the door. The red-headed seductress would be the only one to ascend today.

Vivienne whimpered in objection, but a light electric tickling of Kayla’s fingers against her own nipples was enough to convince her.

“What do I do?” Kayla asked from inside the soundproof chamber.

Vivienne heard nothing, but she understood. Walking to a control console, she grabbed a microphone, flipped a switch, and spoke into it.

“The main conduit is behind you to the left,” she directed while grinding her thighs together in anticipation of what Kayla was about to become. “That’s where the electro-genetic beams are at their strongest. It’s so powerful that we have to replace the shielding constantly. That’s the majority of our fees actually. It costs a lot as we run the tests…”

But Kayla had stopped listening. She placed her hand on the hip-high metal barrier, reaching out with her electric tendrils to try and feel the power underneath. There was nothing.

She turned back to Vivienne and pointed to the machine with a confused look on her face.

“I’m not sure if I should…” Vivienne remarked hesitantly.

Kayla walked back up to the glass that separated them, raised a single leg into the air performing a perfect standing split, and stroked her aching pussy with her fingers. It glowed white under her electric touch.

Vivienne moaned and flipped the switch immediately.

Kayla spun on her heels and covered the distance back to the machine in three athletic bounds that would make an olympic athlete jealous. She placed her hand on the metal plating again, feeling the temperature building underneath her palm. Curving her palm and placing her fingertips on it like a piano, she inserted her own electric touch as she began to siphon and swirl the power between herself and the machine.

The sudden influx of whatever it was ArcTech had made here sent her heart soaring. Her entire body contorted in pleasure as the transformative energy flowed through her. But this time, Kayla swore she would keep her eyes open.

The smell of ozone filled the air. Kayla’s heart was palpitating wildly. Would this make her everything she ever wanted to become?

Keeping her eyelids open through sheer force of will, Kayla watched as her hand began to move away, higher and higher above the panel. She panicked and leaned back down to make tactile contact. What was going on!? Was it pushing her away?

…No! Her legs were getting longer! She had just gained an entire half foot of height, and now she was surging even taller!?

Leaning forward at the waist, Kayla placed her palm flat against it to prevent any accidental disconnection from happening. The last thing she wanted was to waste all that delicious power flowing like a river beneath her palm. In fact, one hand wasn’t enough. She brought her other hand to the shield as well, drinking in as much power as she possibly could.

The sudden influx of doubled pleasure was almost unbearable! Kayla’s womb began to overheat as molten hot lava surged through her entire body, starting from her innermost core. Her pussy trembled and gushed her fragrant fluid as her nipples twitched and began to violently spurt pure, blistering energy. Her promise to herself to keep her eyes open was physically impossible to keep.

But even more impossible was the fact that Kayla could “sense” herself from outside her own body. The powerful stream of power that Vivienne had turned on for her… she swore she almost became one with it. She could “see” herself from the jagged bolts of electricity that she was firing, trace the contours of her own marvelous shape through subtle shifts in the air alone as she began to evolve far beyond human limits…

Kayla, the body, gasped as she witnessed, well, her body pack on inch after inch of height, almost all in her legs. As they stretched longer, those slender limbs glowed white and thickened, packing on supple, tight, muscular flesh to keep her overly sexy proportions. Her hips widened even further as her bubble butt expanded, so perfectly spherical and tight, no stretch lines or sagging anywhere.

The only thing that was unchanged was her slender waist and trim abs, but even she had to admit they were perfect already. Her already impressive bust which she had previously been satisfied with, was a different issue.

Kayla gasped (and watched herself gasp) as those man (and woman!) melting spheres packed on more and more sensual, erotic flesh. They expanded outward at a steady rate, impossibly retaining their gravity-defying perkiness despite their enormous size. Were they… oranges? Canteloupes? Grapefruit-sized now?! She could only imagine the strain they would place on her body, except… she could feel her body. It was nothing to her. Just pure, feminine, conquering sexiness.

Kayla orgasmed again as she watched them continue to grow, despite their near bowling ball size! God, she wanted to touch them!

So she did. Her hands and all the tendrils of electricity surging, leaping, dancing around her all focused on her still shifting breasts. They were so large, so firm, overfilling even her newer, longer, slender fingers!

Kayla was so busy massaging those enormous slopes, reveling in the impossibly tingly feelings that she’d never experienced before that she didn’t notice that their growth rate had increased as she brought even more energy to those perfect breasts. With one final oomph as she pinched her nipples, Kayla’s back arched as her bosom hefted upwards and outwards, reaching the final state that her body considered perfect.

She was a goddess. An electrifying, irresistible, impossibly beautiful goddess.

Kayla sighed as the machinery began to catch fire, long past their safety margins. The circuit breakers had failed under Kayla’s greedy sucking. The electrical burn began to spread throughout the lab, finally terminating Kayla’s source of ascending power.

The floor beneath her was covered in her juices. The wall in front of her, scorched by the electricity firing from her nipples. Kayla stood in the middle of the raging catastrophe, her beauty completely unbesmirched where anyone else would have been roasted alive already. When she finally opened her eyes, she could see a beautiful, alien golden hue in her left, and a mesmerizing polished silver in her right.

She flipped her newer, longer, deep auburn locks behind her and touched the safety door. It slid open from a simple application of her tiny power.

Vivienne was still there, behind the switch that controlled it all. She had fallen unconscious with her hand between her legs. There was a much smaller pool of her own slick juices.

Kayla smiled and picked up her could-have-been employer. She carried the unconscious woman out of the soon-to-be wreckage, deposited Vivienne in her own electric car, and turned into pure energy as she traveled through the power lines back to UoP.

Chapter 7 - Dominated Friends with Benefits

Eddie whistled tunelessly as he closed the door on the last patron to leave the Penguin Pub. Years of practice and careless lifting had taken a slight toll on his body as he groaned while placing the chairs upside down at the tables.

“Need some help, stranger?” an impossibly seductive, husky purr greeted him.

He turned to see the glowing silhouette of a woman. A voluptuous, curvy, buxom beyond belief woman. If the energy weren’t so blindingly bright, he would have stared. But he shielded his eyes.

Kayla’s lightly tanned body finally took shape. Before Eddie could sneak another glance, a snap of her fingers summoned a sexy red dress that perfectly matched the color of her hair.

Kayla lifted a chair by its backrest with a single finger and tossed it into the air. She caught it while it was upside down with a hand gripping a leg and placed it gently at rest on the table.

“W-who are you?” Eddie stammered in disbelief. It didn’t seem possible, but just looking at this woman was bringing him to the verge of orgasm! If he looked any longer…

Kayla brought her arm down and faced her palm away from him. A quick silvery-white glow later, she brought it back up. In it was an assortment of penguin baubles.

“Kayla!?” he cried incredulously.

“Oh Eddie, you were always so nice to me. Even now, you recognize me,” she purred as she advanced upon him like a predator.

He was dying of lust. But still he backpedaled, looking… Kayla straight in her eyes. Her beautiful, heterochromic eyes. How could it be her?! The short and shy girl he knew had blossomed into… this!?

“So… I think I’m going to repay the favor,” she purred as the silky fabric swished against her luscious thighs. Her breasts barely bounced, but the subtle bobbing they produced were impossibly erotic. She looked at him through half-lidded eyes and bit her lower lip with her perfect, gleaming teeth. “Well?”

“I-I-I’m married…” he stammered without conviction.

“Aww, that’s too bad,” Kayla tsked as she removed a strap from her shoulder, drawing in his entire attention as it slipped off her smooth, toned limb. “She won’t have to know…”

She slipped the other remaining strap off her right shoulder. The entire number fell to the ground and disappeared with a sizzle. But Eddie didn’t register that at all.

No. All he was watching was her breasts. Her mammoth, perfectly shaped, lust-inducing, all-conquering breasts.

His penis spurted violently in his pants. His arms trembled as he fell back against the bar, his legs quivering like jelly as his balls churned to give this goddess the respect that her beauty commanded. He was groaning, and he couldn’t even register it. His hips were bucking, his butt slamming painfully into the bar as his thrashing legs knocked all of the barstools away. All he could process was those perfect swells and the thick, twitching pink nubs that crowned them.

“Nnnnnnn…” was the only sound that escaped his lips.

“Is that a yes?” Kayla laughed at her total control over one of the nicest people she’d ever met. He deserved the kind of pleasure she was giving him, and she hadn’t even touched him yet!

It was making her wet.

“Y-y-y-yes! Oh god, I’ve never come so hard. My wife…” he whispered in a hushed voice.

“Don’t worry, Eddie. I’ll be gentle with you. She’ll never know. It’ll be our secret, okay?”

A devastating wink from Kayla’s silver eye, and Eddie nearly bent in half as he erupted again.

“Okay baby. Enough foreplay. Now, get ready for a real shocker…” she smirked.

She placed her hands on his shoulders and sent her power through his body. His clothes shredded to nothing as her electric lust fueled his simmering loins, stroked and even elongated his still-pumping shaft as she mounted him with her perfect pussy…

Chapter 8 - Kayla Jacks Jack

“Who the hell was that yesterday!?” Kristi fumed in her room as Jack putzed around.

“I told you, it was Kayla!”

“No fucking way it was Kayla! My big sister isn’t… she… what kind of a stupid idea is that anyway!? What makes you think it is!?”

“I dunno, what about this?”

Jack pointed at the penguin baubles on her nightstand.

Kristi angrily swept them off the desk with a swipe of her hand.

“So, how did it feel?” she snarled.

“Kristi, for the last time, I told you! We didn’t do anything!” Jack said mostly truthfully. If he hadn’t jerked off before Kayla advanced on him though, who knows what would’ve happened. God, he sort of regretted that he didn’t go for it!

Suddenly, the power went off in Kristi’s bedroom. The only illumination was some violent sparking from the electrical socket that formed into a two-dimensional looking cutout of a human being before filling in with depth.

When the lights turned back on, Kayla stood before them, long polished legs on full display in her crotchless, red, lacy panties, while her massive lacy bra was nowhere close to the task of covering her vibrating nipples. Her floating hair came to a rest, ending just above her lower back.

“Hello Kristi,” Kayla introduced herself.

“Kayla!?” her little sister screeched. “You’re… you’re even hotter than before…”

“You think so?” Kayla feigned ignorance. “I don’t know about that. Jack, what do you think?”

The electric goddess presented her voluptuous curves to her former crush and little sister’s boyfriend. She slowly traced her hands over those massive slopes on her chest that thrust forward as thick as the rest of her willowy body.

“Mmm…” she moaned as she hefted their heavy yet unencumbered weight, causing her flesh to jiggle and ripple deliciously.

Jack’s meaty fists closed over Kristi’s bedsheets as he began to shudder and moan.

“Oh Jacky boy, don’t you wish you could feel these?” Kayla taunted him with her enormous berth, continuing to massage those breasts, breasts that overfilled her hands many times over. “Don’t you want to just bury your head in them, get lost in them? Breathe me in deep while you suffocate in my breasts?”

“Mmf!” he cried out as he spasmed again, just from watching Kayla fondle herself.

“To think that you could’ve been with me instead of my sister! Just look at her. Don’t you agree she’s nothing compared to me now?”

Kayla’s pussy was throbbing. First Vivienne, then Eddie, and now stupid little Jack…

“Oh god Kayla! I don’t wanna look at Kristi! I can’t take my eyes off you… you’re so fucking sexy… I’m gonna come!! Aieeeee!”

“Jack! What the fuck! This isn’t funny! Kayla, how are you doing this?!” Kristi cried out.

“It’s just natural, isn’t it? Look at my fucking body, sis. How can he help himself? Isn’t that right, Jack?” She licked her lips with her thick pink tongue. “Just look at me. It’s not just my breasts, is it? Did you even notice my eyes? Isn’t it sexy how bright they are? And just look at these colors… imagine sticking your dick into my warm, warm cleavage as you stare into these eyes… how long do you think you could last?”

“FUUUUUUCK!” Jack screamed, climaxing for the third time in as many minutes.

“Oh my, Jacky! Not long at all, I’d wager! Does Kristi ever make you feel this good?”

“Nooooo!” he wailed.

Kayla shot a triumphant grin at her little sister. For once in Kristi’s life, she was speechless. Now for the coup de grace…

“And all this from just looking! What if I actually touched you?”

“Ahh, ahh…” Jack panted, recovering from his dry, heaving orgasm. His shaft and his groin were soaked with his sticky jizz, his balls burning and empty. How could Kayla possibly wring any more out of him?

The answer soon became clear. Kayla’s skin began to glow and crackle with silvery electricity as she extended her long, long legs, one after the other, gracefully right onto Kristi’s bed. She towered over Jack’s prone, useless, quivering body, long since drained of strength from being in the presence of a sexual goddess.

He looked up at her, towering over him. He could see her dripping pussy. It glowed with sexual prowess. All of her glowed with sexual prowess.

“What are you…” Jack began.

“Shh…” Kayla placed a finger to her mouth. With a single foot, she tore away his jeans by gripping it with her toes. Another pinch and she dragged his sticky underwear, setting his slick rod free. It jumped to attention with a wet slap.

“I… can’t…” Jack protested.

Kayla pressed her sole against his flagpole and slammed it down against his torso. She rubbed her silky soles over his entire length, swirling her toes across his over-sensitive, purple cockhead.

“Ahh… ahh… oh my god…”

“Goddess,” Kayla corrected.

Then she sent a surge of her erotic power through his most sensitive organ.

“HEEELPP! I… CAN’T… STOP… COMING!”

His entire body seized as Kayla’s induction took control of his lust, his mind, his very soul. His body had nothing left to give, but the sensation of being shocked through his cock, the sight of her enormous boobs filling his vision… it was too much. He spasmed dryly under her grinding foot until he passed.

“So Kristi, how do you like me now?” Kayla turned to face her little sister as she rubbed her own pussy, so aroused from her total domination of that stupid boy that Kristi had stolen from her. “Always encouraging me to be more confident, more outgoing as you continually stabbed me in the back, thinking I could never achieve it…”

Kristi looked defeated. She was no match for her big sister.

Her look of utter despair drove Kayla wild. The electric goddess sparked her clit to an orgasm, staining more of Kristi’s carpet with her wet, fragrant perfume.

And then she turned into pure energy once again and was gone.

Epilogue - Kristi Kinetic Genetics

What the fuck!? Who was this supernatural sex goddess that claimed to be Kayla?! Kristi fumed to herself as she tried to drown out Jack’s pathetic whining. All he ever did now was beg Kristi to pretend to be her older sister!

The penguin thing was definitely her. The crush on Jack, the things she’d said… she’d never even dream of stating them publicly before. And with such confidence!

But if Kristi had a body like that, she’d be confident as fuck too.

No, there was no way it could be anyone else. It really was Kayla. She knew too much personal, private info.

“Kristi… Kristi… please!! I can’t stop thinking about Kayla! Help me take the edge off, I’m begging you!”

“Shut the fuck up, you stupid fuck,” Kristi spat.

Now to figure out just what the fuck Kayla had done to get like this. If she thought Kristi had treated her badly before, just let her see what would happen if she underwent her own sex goddess transformation…