When Vivian Valencia is Away, Kaya Blackgarden Will Play (Patreon)

When Vivian Valencia is Away, Kaya Blackgarden Will Play
Commissioned by 10K
Written by HarmonyMotion

Chapter 1 - Vivian Goes on Vacation

Jacob awoke to a very familiar, unique taste in his mouth. He swallowed instinctively, drinking greedily of the ambrosia of his girlfriend Vivian.

As her creamy, dense, empowering milk ran down his gullet, he felt another sticky fluid polluting his underwear.

This sensation, too, was quite familiar.

Coming back to consciousness as his body pulsed with orgasmic pleasure, Jacob began to suck more greedily at Vivian’s perfect cherry nipple, massaging her enormous, firm, gravity-defying orb with his hands as powerfully as he could while goading more of her heavenly milk to squirt into his mouth. The palms of both hands could barely manage to surround Vivian’s perfect breast, large as it was, but that only stirred his enthusiasm further as his hips continued to buck against her soft, thick thighs and long, long legs.

“Good morning, sweetie,” Vivian cooed as her curtain of deep auburn red locks encircled them both like its own curtain and blanket. Their unrivaled fragrance, their bright shine, and the silken feel of her tresses, even longer than her seven foot tall stature, had been on a tear lately, bringing the entire western half of the United States to its knees when she reached out and stroked one human on the arm, detonating a chain of orgasms across the land.

“Mmf! Mmf! Mmf!” Jacob continued to pulse rhythmically as he suckled.

“You look so strong and healthy!” Vivian’s eyes blazed in their deep, beautiful magnificence. “My milk is really doing a number on you, isn’t it? You can come so much more than you could before!”

Jacob groaned and nodded. The fact that he could not only hear, but comprehend and respond to her words, was what made him so special to Vivian.

“Let’s have a morning quickie before I leave on vacation. What do you think?” Vivian purred.

Her seductive growl would have wiped out the other half of the country once her sonorous voice tickled another mere human’s eardrum, but Jacob just detached himself from Vivian’s still gushing nipple and climbed on top of her.

He was an adonis himself now, thanks to Vivian. But he still stood half a foot shorter than her.

“Let me help,” Vivian encouraged, controlling her hair to lift Jacob up and giving his already well spent cock a tight squeeze with her hair, quickening his heartbeat and goading him harder and larger than he’d ever been.

Reaching down to hold his nearly erupting cock with her long, slender fingers, she guided him into her soft, slick, velvet folds. Even though her ever ascending beauty didn’t tear Jacob’s soul apart with pleasure, the physical sensation and impossible perfection of her body could still produce a similar effect.

He was just a man, after all. And she was so, so much woman.

“Oh my god, Vivian!” Jacob sucked in a deep gasp as her pussy seemed to suck him in, bottoming him in an instant.

“What is it, honey? Is today the day I break you like everyone else?” Vivian smiled and bit her lip. “You can hang onto my breasts if you want.”

Jacob did want.

He buried his hands into those overflowing bosoms, marveling how her soft, heated flesh swallowed them whole. His de facto ruler of the world girlfriend could subjugate—no, had subjugated the entire world population simply by existing, her loveliness overpowering anyone and everyone’s mind... and loins. PicNow had to create technology to auto-pixellate her photos, and the technology was quickly open sourced and shared for the safety of the public lest the entire world die from heart attacks and sexual exhaustion just from looking at pictures of Vivian’s hands.

Not that people didn’t try (and successfully so!) masturbate to Vivian’s pixels.

And while Jacob was immune to her catastrophic, crushing beauty, Vivian’s loveliness extended beyond just her looks—which were transcendent, or her scent—which was intoxicating, or her voice—which sounded like a siren’s cry pleading, begging, tugging directly at people’s innermost desire, causing them to cream themselves. No, her impossibly alluring, smooth fragrant snatch welcomed Jacob’s impressive length inside of her, squashed his hard rod with inexorable pressure, and twisted and lapped at his flesh with urgency and wanton abandon.

After twenty seconds of twisting, bucking, and the sound of Vivian’s single moan, Jacob erupted in huge, violent gouts inside of Vivian. The same way he woke up every morning these days.

“Oh Jacob, my sweetie... I bet today’s the day I break you! Really!” Vivian taunted.

Her arrogant boast and the feeling of her tight coils gripping and tugging at his still pulsing shaft caused him to scream out in pleasure as he squeezed her breasts even harder. Twin jets of milk squirted out of her nipples and splattered all over Jacob’s face. His open-mouthed grimace of pleasure meant that a few drops made it onto his tongue, and he cried out for mercy.

“Vivian!!!! It’s too much!!” he pleaded while she continued to erotically massage his most sensitive part.

“Jacob! Oh Jacob! I’ll fuck you till you die! Nobody can last long enough to even get inside me!” Vivian’s hair wrapped around his torso and bound him to her body.

“No! Viv! Really, it’s too much! I.. ow!!!” Jacob forced himself off his inexorably beautiful girlfriend.

“Ah, dammit!” Vivian pouted. “I really thought today would be the day. Can you believe how my pussy behaves now? It feels sooo good for me too. Hey, get my vibrator, will you?”

So, after a few rapidfire orgasms, the two cuddled on their lavish bed, an act reserved for only couples that were truly, deeply in love with each other. Vivian continued to touch Jacob’s member with her fingers and caress him with her hair, trying to break him into a little begging slave with her sexual mastery. But Jacob just sighed contentedly into the side of her engulfing breast.

“I’m gonna miss you,” Jacob rubbed up tight against her.

“I won’t be gone long,” Vivian tousled his hair with her elegant fingers. “I just want to have a bit of time to myself. A little spa treatment to get myself all spruced up, just for you.”

Jacob laughed. “You always smell great and you can’t even get dirty anymore. How could a spa help you?”

“Don’t underestimate me!” Vivian winked at him to devastating effect. “Masturbate and dream of me lots, okay?”

“Yes, dear,” Jacob gave the world’s most beautiful woman one final squeeze.

“Alexia! It’s time to go!” she summoned her personal superheroine who she’d turned from a goody two-shoes into nothing more than her own jet. When she wasn’t busy squirting her ultra-powerful juices and shattering the earth, just from Vivian’s loveliness, that is. She was on blindfolds and earplugs whenever she had to chauffeur Vivian around these days.

Chapter 2 - The Girl

In the depths of a secret underground metahuman research lab Perth, Australia, a young, milk-skinned, dark haired girl sat alone in an observation room, playing with large wooden blocks with letters engraved on them. They floated in the air around her as she spelled out large vocabulary, followed by strongly negative emotions and actions. She giggled cutely as the words formed in the air, one after the other, before she got bored of that and decided to tear the letters off of the rectangular blocks entirely and crush them with her mind.

She was shockingly tall for her age, and as she entered her teen years, she was as tall as the tallest member of the scientific team that oversaw her. Her lanky body made her feel like some sort of awkward giraffe, and she grew self-conscious of her appearance.

Her assigned caretaker, who had raised the girl her whole life and told the girl that she was her mother, came to her with a pair of thick, metal cuffs. She promised the girl that this would decelerate the girl’s irregular height. Help her grow up a little more normal.

The girl had no reason to doubt it.

She felt a rush of dizziness as they clamped and locked the bracelets around her slim wrists. The entire building shook a bit as she flexed her fingers. Then, everything grew calm.

The power suppressors had worked. If the young girl sensed it, she didn’t betray any emotion. There was still so much inside of her, she didn’t even notice.

Still, her body continued to develop despite her mother’s promises. Taller and taller she grew until she towered over all of the scientists in white lab coats—her “family” as her mother put it. Soon, she had to duck to fit her seven foot frame underneath doors and fit inside of rooms.

Her fears about being too lanky soon ceased to be a problem. Her puberty saw to that. Her mental and meta powers suppressed, her body found other ways to express that endless well of energy inside of her.

Those thin, stickly limbs and torso that she was so concerned about began to fill out with lush, seductive, feminine curves. Her feet remained small and dainty in spite of her stature, her calves stayed long, lean, and lithe, and her thighs plumped with soft, lascivious flesh, thick as sin and pale as pearl.

Her hips grew wider and wider, in line with those luscious thighs. She didn’t know that not having pubic hair was quite irregular. The girl, now of age, remained completely smooth with no trace of hair on any part of her body save her face. She felt a yearning in her pink, developing loins, but a quick mental tug on her own body made her clench in orgasmic ecstasy and relieved her whenever she needed it. After a sigh of contentment, she was ready to continue about her day in her sterile environment—the only one she’d ever known.

The girl’s upper body began to change as well. Unlike her hips, her frame remained more or less the same. Just what was painted on it changed. Quite dramatically.

It all happened one day. She woke up and felt an unfamiliar heavy mass on her chest. Two masses, actually. Sitting up, she was shocked to discover a budding pair of breasts resting on her torso. She hefted them up with her telekinesis, the effort completely negligible to her endless power.

And every day they swelled larger and larger, jutting forward from her body, those spheres expanding past the frame of her torso giving everyone, even from behind, a glorious view of her feminine chest. And being seven feet tall meant that those swells with her magnificent and telekinetically aided slopes were always in everyone’s direct line of sight. Her family seemed to be a little slower witted around here these days, stopping for long periods of silence to look at her.

Her face matured as well, her eyes smoky and striking as she metamorphosed into a mature, stunning woman in appearance. Large, soulful eyes that expressed slight boredom with everything around her unless she was shredding something to atoms or playing with her plants, dark, black lips, and her two-toned black and violet hair could have graced any magazine cover or social media website. Those locks went all the way down to her luscious thighs, creating the perfect portrait of a sexy, confident vixen who could shatter diamonds with but a mere thought.

She had become a total, utter bombshell. With zero experience or knowledge about sex.

The girl spent a lot of her time in examination rooms. They were miserably boring; doubly so now that she couldn’t fit. She passed the time thinking of all the ways she could “play” with her family. Roast them like a chicken with her fire breath. Tear them limb from limb and sealing their mouths shut like one of her dolls as she telekinetically hovered them in midair. Feed them to one of her enormous venus flytraps.

On her nineteenth birthday, the young girl’s mother told her that they had to perform an important procedure for her own health. As they stuck the needle into her arm, she sensed the nervous and malevolent thoughts of her family.

Her vision went white. She had no recollection of what happened next.

She looked at one scientist. He gasped, paralyzed by her piercing gaze as her consciousness raped his mind. A quick turn of her head, her obsidian body length hair whipping around, she seized full control of the other one as well, his protests blown away like dandelion fluff in a tornado.

She walked through the top secret research laboratory. The air began to thrum around her as her power escalated. The walls rumbled under her footsteps. Anyone she came across turned into her mindless puppet, their memories and wills wiped away, ensuring that they could never harm the girl ever again.

There was a loud ping as something hit her invisible barrier. She turned around to look. It was her mother.

The girl screamed loudly as she turned her wrathful gaze onto the woman she called her mother. She crumpled to the floor, dead on the spot. The entire building came down on top of everyone.

When the girl finally regained consciousness, everything was gone. She was in an oasis of her own making. She recognized her own fingerprints—the soft, lush grass, a running river with clean, fresh water, sleeping on a soft bed of black and white roses. And a venus flytrap in the corner, chomping at enormous Australian bugs.

Her memories were all fuzzy. All that she recalled was that her mother had given her these bracelets.

Traumatized, she found the world dull, and built her own habitat with her chlorokinesis and spent her time on the internet, only coming out to interact with some humans when her desire for cruelty became too strong to handle.

Chapter 3 - Kaya Gets Jacob All to Herself

Kaya awoke with a start inside of Vivian’s mansion. It was strange not being greeted by a fierce orgasm due to the sound of Vivian’s siren voice, or the sound of her moans, or the loud clicks of her footsteps, or the joyful lilt of her laughter as she kept fucking and trying to break Jacob...

Still, just thinking about the fiery redhead’s flaming locks for a few seconds made Kaya dripping wet. She plugged herself with a telekinetic dildo and brought herself to a nice release within a few seconds of hammering her most sensitive places.

Breathing deeply, Kaya stood up straight in her new, comfortable living arrangement. She had to admit, it was convenient living with someone else who was as tall as herself. The rooms, the ergonomics, everything was to her liking.

With Vivian missing, she’d had the strangest dream too. Ever since that fateful meeting with Jacob and having her lust boil over just from seeing Vivian, she hadn’t had a single moment where her mind was her own. The only thing she could do was come and imagine Vivian in her mind, eagerly awaiting the next time Vivian might deign to stroke Kaya’s sex and knock her unconscious into an orgasmic coma for a week.

She looked down at her bracelets. In her dream, her mom had given them to her, which she felt certain was accurate. Had she ever taken them off? It felt like there was some sort of mental block, like her mom had warned her never to do so. Where was her mother now? What had happened to her? And in the dream, she thought of her mother as manipulative, her family emotionally abusive. And her family was an enormous range of people, all dressed the same way.

Kaya fiddled with the sturdy metal cuffs with her fingers. Maybe another day. Right now she just wanted to shred someone’s mind and make them her little puppet for a little while.

Floating her way through the hallways, Kaya kept grimacing, expecting to be turned into a puddle of lust at any given moment. But when the sound of clinking from the kitchen didn’t detonate her nether lips into molten heat, she quickly turned the corner.

It was Jacob! By himself!

Maybe he could be her little plaything today. She’d almost beaten him at Battle Angels, but Vivian had to come in and disrupt her plans.

Her eyes glowed a silvery opaque as she peered into Jacob’s mind, preparing to dissolve his will. But her heart began to flutter for some reason. She even felt a strange, pleasant heat in her loins. Not the tumultuous violent fire that Vivian set off. It was... nice.

Jacob was drinking a bottle of Vivian’s milk carefully, making her not to waste a single drop. His hand trembled as his body shuddered in climax, his now footlong, erect girth poking out of his boxers.

Kaya was fascinated as she stared at his veiny, throbbing, pulsing member.

“Kaya!” Jacob sputtered, entire body quaking as he pulled the bottle away from his mouth. “What are you...”

All of his semen and all of the drops of milk from his shaking hand froze in midair. Even Jacob stopped moving entirely.

“Gross!” Kaya declared, hiding her fascination. “You’re gonna make such a mess!”

A thrusting, moaning Jacob remained rooted to the spot as the bottle floated out of his hands and back into the fridge. He also began to scream as his roiling balls churned, trying to pump his sexual fluid out of his penis. Everything had been put on pause by Kaya’s telekinesis.

“Kaya! Fuck! I... I need to come!!” His arms wobbled against her telekinetic shell as he tried to stroke his own aching shaft. But of course, he was no match for her power.

“Just don’t do it on the floor! God! I hate it when Vivian makes me clean that up!”

A grimace plastered on his face, Jacob realized just how much trouble he was in. Kaya was free of Vivian’s sexual influence? So fast!? After three months of complete, utter, heart-stopping subjugation?!

Was Kaya going to kill him? Or do something even unspeakably worse...?

“Can’t you, like, do that in the shower? Here, let me help you.”

Kaya waved a finger at Jacob and sent him flying into the bathroom. She followed, walking on her bare feet across the heated wooden floor and watched him from the doorway. Opening the glass shower door, she aimed his huge rod toward the drain and released him from her shell. More than that, she began to stroke his shaft invisibly with her mind as she gripped his testicles directly and began to force his eruption through that footlong cock of his with unbelievable force. Ropes of his cum splattered loudly and rhythmically against the tiled shower wall.

“Hooooooolyyyyyy fuuuuuuuuuuck!” Jacob screamed as he felt as if his legs wobbled. He would’ve collapsed if not for Kaya reacting quickly, keeping him upright with another throwaway gesture of her black painted nails. She continued to force his ejaculation, milking him dry, rubbing his shaft rapidly as she actually took the opportunity to experiment with the opposite sex.

A few gentle strokes against his purple cockhead, and few light traces against his glans, and she discovered that Jacob moaned even louder just like he did when Vivian fucked his brains out. Up until he couldn’t take it anymore.

“Ohhhhh! Shit! Fuck fuck fuck! Stop, it’s too sensitive!” he begged.

Kaya didn’t stop.

“Kaya!!!! I’m done, I’m done!”

Kaya bit her lip. This was so gentle for her standards, but even this light cruelty was fun. And she was genuinely curious at the sight of his penis. God, he was handsome too. A strong slab of meat for her to dominate and own. She bit her dark lip. Her own pussy was beginning to drip with nectar.

“Pleaaaase, stoppp! I’ll... I’ll tell Vivian!”

“You’re really not producing any more semen?” she asked.

Jacob felt a pinch in his balls as Kaya probed him.

“I need time!! Tiiiiime!” he begged.

Kaya sighed. “Fine. I want to do that again, if you don’t mind.” Then, realizing that she had admitted to taking his feelings into account in a moment of pure honesty and vulnerability, she quickly added, “I mean... I don’t care if you mind! I can do whatever I want to you, obviously. I could... I could make you dance the hokey pokey like a puppet! I just wanted to let you know that... oh, whatever!”

Kaya spun on her heels and summoned a vine to carry her away.

Jacob fell to his knees and panted. That was the most fierce orgasm he’d ever had, courtesy of Kaya. And was she... was she being nice to him? He turned on the shower, lifted the head from its clasp, and sprayed down all of the jizz that Kaya had so carefully forced out of him. Recalling that actually made him hard again. He rinsed down his own body quickly as well and tried to figure out what to do.

Should he call Vivian? Kaya was so terrifying... he could never forget how she had threatened to treat him when they first met over a game of Battle Angels. But even then, she had promised to make him like it...

No, Vivian deserved a vacation. She was always so cooped up, not wanting to cause the death of the entire Earthen population. It had to be difficult being so gorgeous that the slightest word or action would literally end human life. And besides, what bad thing had Kaya really done so far? Made him come like a firehose? Casual sex was rampant and normal, thanks to Vivian’s influence on the world. And Kaya offered some seriously unique opportunities that Jacob wouldn’t mind exploring...

It was almost too bad that the Battle Angel Championship Series was taking place tomorrow, and he was going to both promote it and enter the competition.

In that instant, he felt a foreign presence invade his mind. But it lasted only a moment.

Jacob grabbed some more of Vivian’s milk, just in case Kaya felt like doing... whatever fucking incredible thing she’d just done to him. He walked down the hallway and toward Kaya’s end of the mansion, noting that she had redecorated the house in her own unique way. Plants, vines, flowers, and even a trough of clean running water flowed through the remodeled house leading into her personal room.

“Kaya?” Jacob called out, still wary of Kaya’s terrifying abilities. He turned the corner and peeked into her room.

She was bent over in her dark maid outfit, rummaging about in her huge plant chest. Her white lace panties that barely covered her purt, luscious rear was on full view, well accentuated by the pair of black heeled pumps that she wore, extending the already impressive length of her legs.

Jacob gulped loudly. Of course, Vivian redefined what it meant to be beautiful, but Kaya wasn’t far behind. And a little variety was welcome.

“I’m ready to go,” Kaya declared, pulling out a stylish box engraved with plants. Jacob knew all too well what that box was.

“What do you mean?” he asked, wanting to hear Kaya say it.

Kaya turned around and stood to full height, cradling her deck holder in her pale hands. Her long, black-polished fingernails clacked against the nice, quality finish.

“I raped your mind and found out about your BACS. You’re entering and you’re hoping you’ll win. Well, I want to play too. You already know I’m good.” She wouldn’t betray it with her facial expressions, but her heart was pounding rapidly in her chest.

“You can’t enter now!” Jacob’s fears were forgotten as he defended the sanctity of his prized event. “The registration period is closed. I randomized and sent out the tournament brackets already. There’s been banlist changes, new cards, and I know you just spend your time in this house orgasming to Vivian!”

Vivian turned to face him with a pouty rage. Her card holder slammed him in his barreled chest. Jacob caught it with a big “Whoof!”

“Take a look at my deck and tell me it isn’t good!” Kaya said petulantly.. The lid opened and the cards floated out of it by themselves, double sleeved cards fanning apart neatly for his inspection.

“Banned. Banned. You’re playing three copies of Controlled by the Goth still?” Jacob rolled his eyes. “It’s fallen way out of meta. Goth/Plant is too slow now. And your side deck doesn’t handle any of the current threats...”

Before Jacob had finished looking at even half of her deck, it whipped shut and slammed back into her box. Then flew back into her clutches.

“Fine!” she cradled her precious deck that had allowed her to interact with Jacob so deeply and had made her happier than she’d ever been. “I get it. You just don’t want me there!”

Jacob sighed. “It’s not that...”

Kaya cradled the deck as she put it back in her little plant chest. The surrounding flytraps turned aggressive as the whole house began to vibrate slightly, but too minute to notice.

“Look, you can come if you want. You just... can’t enter with that deck. I mean it. There will be side events for fun; I can duel you with our own custom ruleset if you like. Lots of people will be there... maybe I can swing something for you. Get you a nice short printed card that you’ve had your eyes on. What do you think?”

All of the plants immediately backed down and turned docile. Even Kaya’s long, waist length hair stop flying like the snakes of Medusa and rested along her swayed back, silken and lovely.

“Really?” she asked without turning around, her voice soft.

“Yeah. Come on, it’s no big deal. We leave tomorrow.”

“Well then, it’s decided!” Kaya’s smile, despite her dark appearance, could light up a whole room. The wall of Vivian’s house shuddered in joy from Kaya’s giddiness. But she dare not turn around to face him. “I’m going to your BACS. Just for myself, mind you. I want some new cards. It’s been too long since I’ve played.”

“Sure, sure.”

“And I’ll get us good seats on the plane. Have you ever been upgraded to First Class?”

“Wait, you’re not going to just go there yourself? Like, with your powers?” Jacob asked.

“I said I’m flying with you, and that’s that! My powers... they... they need a rest, okay!?”

“Okay, okay. Well, we leave tomorrow at 8:00 AM.”

“Got it.”

Jacob returned to his own room as Kaya floated for joy and clapped her hands like a little schoolgirl.

Chapter 4 - Mile High Club

Jacob hailed a ride to the airport with Kaya standing behind, towering over him with just her deck of Battle Angels stored snugly in her engulfing cleavage. Normally, Kaya would have already begun her little campaign of creating puppets out of nearby humans, but she was simply pleased to be in Jacob’s company, discussing the evolution of his business which had turned from game design to all out event logistics, party bookings, the whole shebang.

Their ride arrived and Jacob and Kaya got in. She took the entire backseat for herself, stretching her long legs across the entire backseat.

“Oh damn! You’re... you’re Jacob Alton!” the driver gushed. He eagerly looked in his rearview mirror. But the seven foot tall beauty wasn’t the redhead he expected to give him the most powerful, and possibly fatal orgasm of his life.

He tried to hide his disappointment when he realized his organ wasn’t immediately erupting with ropes of cum.

“Yeah. You know me?” Jacob asked, not really interested in conversation.

“Yeah! Of course! Everyone knows you by now. You’re always in those paparazzi pics that people manage to snap of... her. Of course, she’s always censored, so we see a lot of you instead.”

Jacob chuckled. “I wasn’t aware anyone managed to see anyone but Vivian.”

“Yeah, well. Uh. Damn. You’re the luckiest man on earth, you know that? How do you even stay around her without exploding? What’s the sex like? The sex must be fucking unreal! Wait, can you even have sex with her? I bet you can’t even last one second, just like the rest of us. How does she make you come?” Their cabbie was losing control. Just the thought of Vivian, and to get a firsthand account from Vivian’s infamous lover was driving him wild. He was crawling along the road at a snail’s pace.

“Dude, it’s none of your business,” Jacob tried to shut him down immediately.

“God, I just need to know! Imagine, me breaking the news on what it’s like to taste ViVi’s pussy! To get to feel her every night, motorboat those fucking amazing huge fucking tits! Do you... do you cuddle?” He whispered conspiratorially.

“Could you just drive, please? I don’t want to miss my flight.”

“Bro, tell me! Tell a starving man! Be a bro! I... grk!”

He suddenly stopped speaking.

“He told you not to be nosy. And to pay attention to the road,” Kaya announced coldly from the backseat.

Their nameless driver panicked and clawed at his mouth as he tried to speak.

“I said, drive.” Kaya dominated his mind with a single word.

His limbs contorted wildly before they settled on the wheel. He floored it and had no further distractions.

“Phew. Thanks Kaya. That was really annoying,” Jacob turned and smiled at her.

“No problem, Jacob.” Her normally ghostly pale cheeks flushed bright red. She turned her face to try to hide it as she waved her beautiful fingers at him, trying to hide her embarrassment.

The driver had no choice but to drive and listen to Jacob and Kaya talk about Battle Angels, control of his body totally usurped by the tall gothic beauty.

When they arrived at the airport, Kaya waited for Jacob to get out first. Then she reached over from the backseat and stroked their driver’s cheek with a sharp fingernail. Her slender digit ignited his skin where it traced, starting a fire that would burn until there was nothing left of him but ash.

With an effortless application of her mind, she shunted the car door off and sent it flying over the horizon, extending one long leg after another to exit the car.

“I’ve never taken a plane before,” Kaya commented honestly. “There’s actually a lot of things I haven’t done before. Like have sex.”

“I can’t imagine it’s that interesting. Especially for someone as powerful as you,” Jacob replied.

“Sex isn’t interesting?”

“No, no! Flying. Sex is... great. Vivian really changed my mind about that. I was never that interested before, not until I met her.”

“And me?” Kaya asked.

“Well, you made me come like a freight train speeding off its rails this morning.”

“That’s good?” Kaya asked.

“Duh!”

Kaya’s lips curled into a little smile again.

The odd couple zipped their way to the front of the security line, thanks to Kaya’s power. As soon as her dark eyes made contact with the express lane security guard, said guard fell to her knees and began to bark like a dog. Jacob and Kaya went through as the guard’s compulsion to obey remained as long as Kaya was within sight.

“I should travel with you more often,” Jacob chuckled.

“You don’t mind that I do this to people?”

“Hell no. I can’t go anywhere with Vivian. The entire airport would probably be dead, and there’d be no one to fly me anywhere. I don’t know how she’s going to travel around soon. With the way she is, I wouldn’t be surprised if she kills Alexia someday. The poor alien girl’s stamina is supposed to be infinite, but I’ve seen her barely able to walk after she drops Vivian back off at home.”

“So I’m better than Vivian,” Kaya concluded proudly.

“You’re... different.”

“I’ll take different.” Kaya looked at a door marked executive suite. “Hey, what’s that? Why don’t we go in there? You’re an executive, aren’t you?”

“Me?” Jacob asked. “No, what makes you think that?”

“Your game company.”

Jacob chuckled. “No, no, that’s for people who pay a lot of money. Used to be a place for VIPs to rest, get a drink, get snacks. And now it also gives people some privacy to have sex.”

“Let’s do it.”

“What, have sex?”

“Yes! I mean, no! Let’s go to the executive room! ...and we can have sex, if you don’t mind...” Kaya bit her lip.

Jacob still couldn’t believe how shy she was, given how easily she dominated anyone and everyone around her, even including Alexia. Just not Vivian.

“I mean, if you can get us in...”

Kaya rolled her eyes. Everyone in that wing of the airport imitated the movement of her disbelief. They all flew into the air, turned a rapid circle, and fell to the ground. Everyone screamed as they turned in midair, and groaned in pain once they landed back on solid ground.

“Come on, Jacob. Who the hell do you think I am? I can take control of your body and mind if I want to, remember?”

“Ah... uh... yeah,” Jacob coughed nervously, tilting his head down to avoid her beautiful hypnotic eyes.

“Even if you don’t look at me, stupid.”

Jacob coughed.

“Now, come on! Let’s go!”

Kaya ran at Jacob and nearly took his hand in hers in a sudden act of emboldened bravery... but the worldly taboos were too much. What if Jacob told Vivian? She could wipe his mind of it, but despite her bravado, Jacob was surprisingly resilient to her mental domination. It was probably why he was the only one who kept his mind around the lust-bending, mind-melting redhead in the first place.

Besides, Kaya didn’t really want to turn Jacob’s mind into mush. She liked his mind just the way it was.

Luckily, Jacob seemed just as eager as she. He’d never been inside swanky VIP areas before. He tagged along easily behind her insanely long legged strides, wheeling his luggage behind him.

“Badges, please,” the security guard stepped in front of the door.

“Go harass someone else,” Kaya announced.

So he did.

They barged in like a pair of giddy lovers to the surprise of everyone else in the room. What could be so funny? They didn’t have a chance at another thought as Kaya swept her eyes from left to right, clearing the whole room out in an instant. Outside they went to prevent anyone else’s entrance.

“You... you better do a good job with me!” Kaya blushed, suddenly coquettish and more girlish than Jacob had ever seen. “Or I’ll cut you into a billion little pieces! I... ’ve never had sex before,” she admitted shyly.

“You haven’t!?”

“I’ll kill you if you tell anyone!” Kaya screamed.

“Whoa, whoa! Okay! Come on, it’s not a big deal. I’ll go nice and slow. I’m afraid you’re going to be quite disappointed... it’s nothing like what Vivian does to people,” Jacob tried to temper her expectations, fearful of the repercussions of not satisfying another seven foot tall goddess.

“I’ll kill you if you mention her name again too!” Kaya barked. “I’m beginning to think I should’ve chosen someone else to... I, uh, never mind! I didn’t say anything!”

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Jacob was putting it all together. But better to let Kaya lash out verbally than physically. Or mentally. Or fire or plant-ily. “It’s just... you’re so beautiful. I can barely believe it.”

“Stopppp!” Kaya squealed, turning around and covering her cherry red face. “If you keep embarrassing me, then I... I don’t want to have sex anymore!”

“Fine, fine, you’re ugly!” Jacob joked.

Kaya turned around. The steam blowing from her cute little ears was visible. Jacob could feel the temperature in the room rising.

“It was a joke! Kaya, please! Stop heating the room! I... I really want to have sex with you too, okay?”

Kaya closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Exhaling long and deep to calm herself, her chilled breath brought the room down to a comfortable, if nippy temperature. And the large, conspicuous pink peaks of her large, pale breasts nipped in response.

“Come on,” Jacob spoke while trying to suppress his chattering teeth. “First thing we have to do is get comfortable. Vi... some people have the privilege of being totally fucking unstoppable and being able to make other people do what they want. Like you, I suppose,” Jacob chuckled. “But normal people like me have to get comfortable.”

“O-okay,” Kaya followed him to one of the beds in the room. It really hadn’t take long for sex, even in relative public, to become normalized.

They both crawled onto it, but Kaya was so long that she didn’t fit.

“Do you need another?” Jacob asked, noticing her luscious limbs dangling off the bed.

Kaya nodded. She pointed at another bed and curled her finger. It traveled rapidly toward them, sliding into position perfectly without any sound or impact.

“Now what?” Kaya asked when it was clear Jacob was still stunned from her casual display of power.

Jacob began to take off his clothes. Kaya just used her powers and floated into the air. Her black high heels slipped off her feet of their own accord, followed by her silky stockings, leaving her creamy, polished legs on full display. The bindings of her corset also began to unwind themselves, though despite how tightly Kaya tied them, the garment actually did nothing to the tiny waist of her sensuous body. She was just naturally that small, and her breasts naturally that weighty, perky, and well-shaped.

Her frilly white panties and black maid skirt took the long journey down her legs, revealing her smooth, glistening, pink pussy lips. She may not have had Vivian’s ridiculous, outrageous effect on others, but there was no doubt that Kaya was superhuman in her beauty as well. The only thing left on her body were the two pairs of thick, metal bracelets around her wrists.

She reached a finger down to stroke her wet, aching slit as her other hand tried and failed to encircle her full, lush breasts. Kaya massaged it gently in her long fingers as she waited for Jacob to undress.

“You’re taking too long!” Kaya complained. “Let me!”

Helplessly frozen, Jacob watched as all of the buttons on his clothing undid themselves at once. His arms flung backwards violently as his dress shirt flew off. With a little swipe of Kaya’s finger, his shoes untied themselves as well. A second later, he was completely disrobed.

“Now?” Kaya’s voice and body quivered.

Jacob was quite shaken up from being completely emasculated and manhandled without Kaya even moving from the spot. But the feeling of complete helplessness and being so wholly dominated by another mind-bogglingly powerful superhuman beauty, plus the improved vitality from partaking in Vivian’s milk for so long had his virile erection leaking and standing at the ready.

“I do this again?” Kaya’s warm, telekinetic tendrils enveloped Jacob’s massive shaft and began to massage it.

“Oh god!” Jacob sucked in a deep gasp. “Wait, stop!”

“You don’t like it!?” Kaya scowled. “I’ll... I’ll make you like it! I can do anything I want to you!” She threatened, her pride hurt. But as she saw Jacob’s grimacing face and confused his pleasure for pain, she relented, not understanding her mysterious feelings for this handsome man. “But you’re my little lucky toy today. Maybe lighter?” Her phantom touch lashed at his hyper sensitive cockhead, smearing his precum around and threatened to hurl him over the edge.

“It’s... too good! Wait wait before you push me over! I wanted to...”

But Kaya’s positive gush of emotion washed over Jacob like an ocean tide. His entire being flooded and shared her joy, and he spurted in huge, ferocious gouts. Kaya halted his semen in midair, collecting each new rope in a little ball that floated in midair, and carefully disposed of it by sending it to the airport’s toilet.

“Ooh, that was fun!” Kaya continued to gently lash at him. Jacob squirmed as he felt what could only be described as a soft tongue licking his glistening shaft from base to tip. “I’m going to do it again!”

“Oh god...” Jacob panted. He tried to grip his own dick to stop Kaya’s caresses, but there was nothing there. Despite locking his hands around his penis and guarding it, her precise touch traveled right through his hands and continued to work his hardness. “Hang on! Kaya!”

“Haha! No!” she giggled. Now this was a fun plaything!

“I thought you... wanted... sex,” Jacob writhed around like a limp fish out of water, trying to free himself from Kaya’s erotic strangle.

“Aww. I guess I did. This is so fun though!” Kaya physically reached over now to cup Jacob’s aching balls. “Ooh, they’re so warm! And soft!”

“Sex is even... more fun... please!” Jacob winced as Kaya gave him an experimental squeeze.

“Well, if you’re going to beg so deliciously,” Kaya licked her lips and ceased her unstoppable teasing and torture. “But if sex isn’t as fun as this, I’m just going to make you come until your dick falls off!” Kaya laughed maliciously.

“I’ll do my best, Kaya.” He was fairly certain about Kaya’s attraction to him. Her threats, while terrifying, probably would not be carried out against him. He hoped. Thankfully, he had a trump card.

Jacob carefully maneuvered himself off the bed and reached into his luggage. Pulling out a bottle of Vivian’s milk, he uncapped it and took a tiny sip. His entire body shuddered as his burning loins and softening dick immediately responded, churning productively and ready to go again.

Kaya watched his sculpted body shiver with desire. When he turned back around, the sight of his penis with its angry veins, quivering on the verge of another erection gave her virginal body another huge thrill.

Jacob gripped his rod in his hand and guided it to Kaya’s waiting, sopping slit. Kaya felt an unfamiliar thrill ripple through all seven feet of her body. She was gripped by a strange compulsion to purse her lips and mash them against Jacob’s, but no. There was no way they could be caught kissing.

Luckily for her, Jacob totally missed her unconscious motion. He was spellbound by her bare pubic mound and the sight of her pulsing, pink nether lips. Now looking up at her, he glided his cockhead against her slick folds. Kaya hissed and sighed, eyes closed and enjoying the sensation of being touched by another.

“May I?” Jacob whispered.

Kaya didn’t give him any verbal confirmation. She just slipped one arm over his torso and against his sculpted buttocks, then tugged him with a combination of her physical touch and her telekinesis.

Jacob gasped as inch after inch of him dug into her tight, virginal flesh. It was almost too much for him to bear, and he’d been with Vivian for months!

But he wasn’t the only one having his mind blown. Kaya’s heavy breasts were heaving up and down, eyes half lidded and curling back into her head as she drove Jacob deeper and deeper into her welcoming, inexperienced canal. A loud moan escaped her lips as her normally austere expression melted away into unhidden carnal lust.

“Does it hurt?” Jacob asked as she sucked him in like a conveyor belt, finally burying him to the hilt. Her jutting breasts carved into his chest and restricted his breathing slightly.

“Why would it hurt?” Kaya moaned. “Come on, fuck me!”

Jacob felt Kaya’s invisible tender embrace release him from her absolute control. He took the lead, wrapping one arm behind her slender waist while the other groped as much of her large breast that he could possibly fit into his large palms. Leaning forward to wrap his lips around the pink perfection of Kaya’s nipples, Jacob nibbled it gently as he massaged those massive orbs, causing Kaya to clench with urgency.

Kaya moaned and ran her fingers through Jacob’s thick brown hair, responding physically and instinctively to his touch. She had never had anyone else to try satisfy her sexually, and being filled by Jacob’s hard rod, being manipulated by someone with agency whom she didn’t have full control over was thrilling her beyond her wildest imagination.

“Good?” Jacob asked as he pinched her nipple and rolled it in his hand. He could feel a shunt of Kaya’s energy blasting out of that erotic peak and slamming in sharply in the chest as her body seized in arousal.

“I-it’s f-f-fine!” she lied. “Nothing I-I can’t do myself!”

“And how about this?”

Jacob was no fool. He’d never seen Kaya like this before. Out of control, an obviously unconvincing liar, and crazy in heat. Languidly, he drew his hips out, feeling the slick heat of her velvet curtains. Then, he plunged all the way back in.

“Oh Jacob!!” Kaya screamed as his girth pressed against her most sensitive region.

He thrust in and out of her, his face slamming into her breasts as he stroked her inside as best he could. It was refreshing being allowed to actively do something instead of being completely at Vivian’s mercy... not that Kaya couldn’t do that to him just as easily.

But Kaya herself was enjoying the novelty of being pleasured as well, and not just by anyone. By a brilliant mind who also happened to be an excellent lover, thanks to his prolific experience and endurance training from being Vivian’s partner. Her entire body was heating up, her powers fluctuating wildly as a nearby potted plant began to grow rapidly while the ceiling lights blinked on and off. The feeling of being rammed against her G-spot by Jacob’s thick, bulbous head was sending bolts of ecstasy through her body!

For five whole minutes it was nothing but grunting, quivering, moaning, and Kaya’s power growing more and more unchecked. Every mind-bending thrust was accompanied by a surge in Kaya’s power suppression bracelets, heating them wildly as they absorbed her energy but remained intact.

But Jacob didn’t process any of those events. All he could focus on was the sweet feeling of being inside of Kaya, being completely at her mercy should she want to rape his mind, and the fact that she had the most childish, immature crush on him.

Oh, and that he was fucking the near-giantess huge-chested second most beautifu girl in the world.

When Kaya came, the entire room cracked with her orgiastic wail. The clench of her pristine inner core over his searing steel, plus her arms wrapping around his head and smothering his face between her soft, bouncing breasts was too much for him as well. His ears covered by her most feminine flesh, his nose buffeted by her body’s natural perfume, Jacob screamed into her chest as he erupted deep inside of her as well.

Kaya’s bracelets hummed audibly now as they prevented her from breaking the entire foundation of the airport.

“Oh... oh my god... Jacob...” Kaya panted, short of breath for the first time in her life. Well, sans Vivian, that was.

Jacob flopped back, sweaty and exhausted as well. “Thanks, Kaya. That was amazing. God, it’s hot in here. Did you warm up your bracelets?”

“They do that sometimes. They were from my mother. I think.”

“You think?” Jacob asked.

“N-none of your business! It’s private!” Kaya changed the subject. “And you’re right. It is hot in here.”

Kaya really wasn’t bothered by it, but it was a good cover to do another clandestine favor for her first ever crush. She pursed her lips and blew a nice, sweet, cool puff of air throughout the room. She gauged it to perfection as the welcome breeze wafted over Jacob’s skin. He closed his eyes and inhaled Kaya’s breath deeply and with noticeable satisfaction. Her bracelets sizzled as she applied a far cooler puff directly on them.

“That’s so nice, Kaya,” Jacob inhaled deeply once more.

“I would like sex again,” she declared.

“Okay, okay. I would love to fuck again. But come on, we have a plane to catch!”

“On the plane then.”

“Kaya, it’s going to be really crowded and uncomfortable there.”

“We’ll see about that.”

Ten minutes later, with a few throwaway commands from Kaya, the pilot and all of its passengers were under her control. She had them stand on the tarmac while the plane took off with only its flight attendants and pilots. She ripped all of the chairs out of the way and conjured a soft bed made of strong, smooth roots as she took control of Jacob’s body and used him as a dildo for the entire flight.

Chapter 5 - The Girl Breaks Her Restraints

Jacob played at the BACS like any other regular player. Nobody knew he was the lead designer; he didn’t fit the stereotype. Tall, handsome, in fantastic physical shape, and slightly famous for being Vivian Valencia’s partner. He got more notice for the fact that a new, tall beauty was by his side, following his every step. Some surmised that he might even be the male sexual alpha, just as Vivian was the female goddess of lust and fertility of the world. But if he were, then he couldn’t hold a candle to Vivian. The redhead had long since inadvertently rewired most of humanity to fantasize solely about her.

He had shown Kaya around the large hotel venue, pointing out places she could go and sights she could see. Or perhaps just explore the city itself. The only thing he begged her not to do was to ruin the sanctity of his event with the use of her unfathomable powers sans discretion.

But Kaya wasn’t interested. She declared it all boring. Inside, she sat behind Jacob in a cheap folding chair, crossing her long legs and swinging them idly.

Jacob went 5-0 on the first day. Five victories, no losses. He faced off against competent decks, but the mistakes his opponents were making were egregious. And every successive time it happened, he grew more and more annoyed. He peeked back at Kaya. She often just quickly turned her head away, avoiding eye contact out of embarrassment. Being the recipient of his attention was making her far too giddy.

They went back to their hotel room at night. He’d originally booked a single, but Kaya upgrade them to a king-sized bed in a lavish suite in her unique way. The receptionists would be reciting a mantra to their goth goddess every day when they woke up for the rest of their lives.

“The new cards look fun, Jacob. I want to play a plant control deck. Could you help me build it?” she asked. It was easy to talk about Battle Angels and not try to address her feelings.

“Kaya.” Jacob’s voice was serious.

“What? Is that not good? Don’t tell me it’s not meta or something. I want to play it!”

“Kaya,” he repeated. “I told you not to affect the event!”

“What the hell are you talking about? I didn’t do anything! If you’re threatening me, I’ll rip you to pieces!” she countered.

But Jacob was undeterred. Even her threats meant nothing compared to the sanctity of his beloved tournament.

“All my opponents! They were making such dumb plays!”

“And how is that my fault!?”

“Don’t act like you didn’t make them do it!” he accused her.

Kaya snarled and reached for him with her hand. She clenched her fingers into an open fist and lifted Jacob into the air. Squeezing him tight, she lifted him through the air and toward her.

“Here! I’ll show you!” she barked as they met face to face, his feet hovering off the floor. Without warning, she tilted him forward at an angle while she leaned forward herself, gently touching their foreheads together.

Jacob felt a closer, more intimate connection to Kaya than he’d ever experienced before. Her consciousness was knocking on the front door of his, gentle and soft. He couldn’t help but be seduced by her genuine desire to prove her innocence to him. Against his better judgment, he let down his guard and allowed Kaya entrance.

Together, they re-lived the entire day. Waking up in bed together, though there was no physical intimacy despite how much she desired it. Ordering coffee, with Kaya sneaking in a fun little command into their barista’s brain, totally unaware and for the hapless employee to discover later. Then Kaya sitting innocently as she watched Jacob’s duels unfold while not exerting any influence over his opponents. The most she did was peer into their hands via their minds and read their cards, admire the art.

And she was horny the whole time. Incredibly horny. All she wanted to do was rip the heads off of Jacob’s competition so they would have more time to fuck. But she contained herself and silently brought herself to dozens of unsatisfying orgasms while patiently waiting for the event, the culmination of Jacob’s hard work, to end with its natural conclusion.

When they separated, Kaya’s eyes were full of anger. Anger and sadness.

“Oh god. Kaya, I’m so sorry,” a remorseful Jacob apologized.

“It’s fine. I don’t even care what you think. Why should I? You’re nothing to me,” Kaya sniffled.

“Do you want to fuck? Not that it’ll make up for what I just accused you of,”

“No,” Kaya lied. “Well, maybe. Okay. But I’m going to make you scream and beg. And I won’t let you come until I’m satisfied. It could take days.”

“I have a better idea. Vivian told me to be careful with this, so let’s keep it between us, okay?”

He went to the refrigerator and pulled out a chilled bottle of Vivian’s milk. Kaya was not impressed.

“I don’t want another Vivian orgasm. I’ve had too many. That woman has way too much control over me. It doesn’t make sense! But she’s so fucking sexy!” Kaya complained.

“Just think of it as a toy. Take a tiny sip when we’re fucking and you’re about to come. There’s nothing like it. And it helps me to go again after I’m spent.”

“Tch. Fine. And if it’s good, I’ll pick up that stupid sexy redhead and wring all the milk out of her and feed it to my plants.”

“Sure, sure,” Jacob agreed. For all Kaya’s terrifying power, he felt certain that no one could ever overcome Vivian. She’d proven it time and time again without even trying.

The two climbed into bed and fucked with abandon once more. Kaya in control of Jacob’s body, or Kaya just rumbling the building as Jacob went at her... the recent conflict and the deep bond they’d just experienced had the two in sync and writhing in sympathetic pleasure immediately.

As the pair grew close to orgasm in record time, Kaya summoned the bottle of Vivian’s milk. Tipping it into her gaping, lusty mouth, she screamed in pure orgasmic pleasure as Jacob rammed her once more, all too familiar with the effect of Vivian’s nectar.

But it was far more than world-shattering orgasmic pleasure for Kaya. Jacob had taken months to develop to the point where he was at now, on a steady daily diet of Vivian’s ambrosia. But Kaya, whose body was already near peak beauty, and her powers already scalding hot and bubbling within the beautiful curves of her metahuman form... as soon as Vivian’s enhancing milk touched her tongue, the volcano of her terrifying abilities amplified, like molten lava erupting from the caldera of a volcano.

Her mind immediately enhanced to dominate anyone within a ten mile radius, with no need for her to lay her mind-melting gaze on someone. She could sense every plant on earth, ready and willing to bend to her every whim. Her telekinesis, already frightfully powerful but somewhat limited in range (by her terms), now broke beyond all her limits. The entire universe felt within reach now.

And she was having the greatest, most powerful orgasm of her life.

The entire hotel room splintered and exploded. The concrete blocks and wooden chips orbited Jacob and Kaya as if they were the center of the universe. Every clutch, every clench, every sweaty seizure of her nerves as Vivian’s milk continued to work her already irresistible body over made the debris spin, as if someone were pulling a starter cord on a machine.

Her bracelets overheated. Kaya instinctively cooled them with a simple touch of her mind to keep Jacob safe, but that special material was strained way too far.

They came off with a loud snap.

Jacob, in the midst of his own flurry of orgasms as Kaya’s pussy pulsed and tugged all around him, his penis being caressed by invisible hands and tongues all while being manipulated by her super pussy, felt Kaya forcefully invading his mind. Even trying to deny her was no good. She blew down his gates like a tornado going to work on a little dandelion fluff.

But there was nothing malicious about it. Just pure, unadulterated joy and freedom. Kaya’s potential, fully unlocked, the feeling of elation, and the wonderful nonstop orgasm she was enjoying reverberated through to Jacob’s mind, causing him to spurt even more urgently.

When it was all over, Jacob was floating in midair, his heart exhausted, feeling as if it would pound out of his chest. Their surroundings were entirely obliterated, and yet Kaya seemed to replicate the room perfectly out of its constituent atoms. Soon, they were in the privacy of their hotel room once more. Not a single thing was out of place.

The pair of lovers floated down to the bed with a soft thud. Then Kaya telekinetically pulled the blankets over them.

“That’s amazing, Kaya,” Jacob moaned.

“Mm.” Her eyes never opened. But she scooted over and wrapped her long arms over Jacob’s prone and exhausted body. Her dark lips nuzzled at the nape of his neck as she slithered one long leg in between his and ground her breasts against his back.

She was cuddling him.

“Kaya!” Jacob struggled to get out of her embrace, but she was far too powerful. Whether it was just her physical strength or her mind powers, he couldn’t tell. All he knew was that he couldn’t move.

“Kaya!” He tried once more. “You can’t... do this! You’re... you’re raping me!”

Kaya giggled as she blew a cool breath of air gently across his ear, making the fine hairs on his skin stand straight up. She slid her fleshy thighs up and down his legs and torso, moaning in profoundly satisfied contentment.

Jacob tried to pull away, but the only thing he accomplished was to reciprocate Kaya’s cuddling as he remained imprisoned in her slender, willowy arms. She mistook his struggles for affection and gave his earlobe a lusty suck as she arched her back further into him, her bosom digging into his back. He twisted and turned some more.

“Ooh, if you want to snuggle your head in between my boobs, why didn’t you just say so?” Kaya spoke right into his mind.

Suddenly, Jacob found himself turned around, face to breast. He had no idea how Kaya had managed that motion, only that he had zero control over himself. He sensed Kaya’s consciousness trawling through his, doing as she pleased, being physically and mentally intimate despite his lack of consent. But, he had to admit that he loved being buried in between Kaya’s dominating cleavage.

And Kaya picked up on his thoughts too.

“It’s okay. You like it. Go to bed,” she ordered.

His legendary resistance was no match for her anymore. As drowsiness overtook him, he whimpered and whispered Vivian’s name out loud.

Interlude - When Vivian Valencia is Away

“Ah-choo!” Vivian sneezed cutely from inside her hot tub. One of the resort’s female attendants had been standing behind her with a towel at the ready. She was doing her best to keep it together—eyes shut, arms trembling, pussy throbbing. The sound of Vivian’s long, shapely limbs tracing gentle splashes in the tub was the greatest sexual experience she had ever experienced. But as soon as Vivian sneezed, it was all over.

The woman lost control of her body. Clenching and seizing, she squirted a deep, dark stain in her white slacks she dropped the towel right onto Vivian’s head.

“Hey!” Vivian complained at the less than stellar service. She whipped it off of her perfect fiery locks and turned just in time to see her servant collapse into a heap on the polished tile of the tub. Her head was resting near Vivian, supported by the raised mortar.

“Ugh. Another useless one!?”

The room was littered with unconscious employees, most probably dead. An orgasmic ripple of energy radiated outward from Vivian’s latest hapless victim. The ones who were still alive came once more, even while sleeping.

Vivian clicked her tongue and pushed her new victim onto the floor. As soon as the satin skin of her fingers touched the employee’s face, she began to orgasm once more, her heartbeat growing rapid and irregular as Vivian’s everything overwhelmed her.

Vivian could care less. This vacation was going less than ideal. She missed Jacob. He’d be able to perform a simple task like bring her a towel, refill her wine glass, and bring over a fresh tray of fruit. She sighed. She just couldn’t go anywhere without him these days!

She lifted her long, polished legs out of the tub and marveled how the clear water and soapy suds slid right off of her luscious limb, looking perfectly dry and smooth. All seven plus feet of her hair too—as soon as it left the water, it looked as if she’d just been given a deep treatment, every individual lock shiny and thick, no knots, and absolutely no sag or loss of volume.

Perhaps she didn’t need a towel after all. But certainly she couldn’t be expected to pour her own bubbly.

Vivian tapped the bell to summon another servant. She expected one to turn the corner immediately.

But no one arrived.

She tapped it multiple times, in rapid, impatient succession.

“Hey!!” She yelled, her dulcet tones racing through the building. Now she didn’t even care if the sound of her lilting voice did end up incapacitating whoever was left. It would serve them right.

But she didn’t even hear the orgiastic moans that usually accompanied her speech. Nor was there any sort of tidal wave of orgasms that usually followed the slightest exertion of her sexuality.

“Oh hell,” she slapped the surface of the water. There was no one left of use to her. “So much for my personal spa.”

Vivian lifted her perfect arm out of the water. If anyone were still conscious, they would have been remiss beyond belief that Vivian unplugged the drain. Her bathwater would have been absolutely priceless. Tapping her phone a few times with her impossibly perfect fingers, she hailed her ride.

A sudden gust of wind rushed through the room. At the door floated a blonde beauty dressed in civilian clothes.

“You called, mistress?” Alexia asked.

Vivian tapped a message on her phone for Alexia. Her voice was far too deadly. She hit send.

“Take me home to Jacob. I’m bored of this place,” it read.

“Yes, Mistress!” Alexia bobbed up and down, obedient and ready as always as Vivian’s own personal alien beast of burden.

Vivian stood up, her back still facing Alexia. Inch by inch of Vivian’s perfect splendor revealed itself from the tub as flower petals, fragrance, and soapy water glided off of her too-sexy-to-exist body.

Alexia just watched, spellbound, as a curtain of red silk fluffed out, almost mirror-like in its bright sheen. It was enough to make her gasp, but she could withstand it if was just looking at Vivian’s fiery tresses.

But then her beautiful mistress and owner took her supple arm and in one fluid motion, swept that velvet curtain away, revealing all of Vivian’s glory as she continued to rise to full height.

The sexy arch of her supple back, the sight of her tight and toned arms, the vision of her large breasts from behind as she fiddled with her hair, causing them to bounce so seductively.

And the sight of her firm thighs, and a beautiful beam of light shining through the wonderful triangular gap beneath her perfect pussy lips thanks to Vivian’s generous hips, the length of those long legs as Vivian extended further and further, the little beads of flowery water sliding off of her pert, bubbly posterior...

Alexia screamed in ecstasy as her juices slammed a hole through the tiled spa floor.

Vivian turned around quickly, unaware of what was happening behind her. It had all happened in under a second. And she wasn’t some sort of superhuman!

“Alexia? Alexia!?” she called to the incapacitated blonde.

“God dammit!” Vivian stamped the floor with her bare foot after climbing out of the tub. If there were any human survivors left from her little trip, there certainly weren’t now.

Chapter 6 - Kaya Blackgarden Will Play

Kaya spent the second and final day of the BACS apart from Jacob as he went about his second round matches. She’d never felt so free and jubilant, detached from all worldly cares! The thought of being fucked by Jacob so wonderfully, and then using him to fuck her as she desired, and then sleeping together with their limbs wrapped around each other had given her a new outlook on life!

When she woke up with her head on Jacob’s shoulder that morning, she couldn’t have been happier.

She wanted time alone as she worked through her emotions and relieved the memories of getting dicked so expertly. She didn’t care about Jacob, she told herself. There was simply no other person who was as strong as he was, had his level of mental fortitude, or wielded it as well as he did. The next man that came along who met those requirements, Kaya would snatch him up immediately and roast Jacob alive with a little forbidden peck on the cheek.

And it wasn’t her fault that cuddling and intimacy felt so fucking good! Jacob sure did smell nice. She loved resting on his strong shoulder and bicep as she “persuaded” him to run his fingers through her bi-colored hair and massage her scalp. Anyone could have served that purpose, though. Jacob just happened to be nearby and convenient, she told herself.

But for now, she had memorized each and every detail of Jacob’s delicious cock. Every bump, every ridge, molded into a steel dildo that she’d formed using the unlocked prowess of her mind for her to fuck herself with today while Jacob was occupied.

As her floating dildo inserted itself into her aching loins, Kaya imagined roasting Jacob alive with a snap of her fingers. Then freezing him solid with a little blown kiss before breaking him bodily in half with a little flex of her mind. And he would thank for her it as he died, enjoying every second of her torture because she commanded him to.

“Oh Jacob! Jacob!! I love you!!” she screamed as she came.

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Jacob returned to his hotel room to a slumbering Kaya late in the evening. The room had been transformed just like her room in Vivian’s mansion, filled with vibrant plant life and deep, aromatic, natural smells. Her plants swayed along with her every breath.

As soon as Jacob clicked the door shut, Kaya’s eyes shot open. She could feel Jacob’s senses nearby, and she wanted to spend every waking moment with him.

“Jacob, you’re back!” she announced loudly.

“Ahhh!” A startled Jacob screamed. “Oh! Kaya, you scared me! I thought you were asleep!” He replied sheepishly.

“Jacob! How was the event?!” she asked enthusiastically. After her hours of self pleasure to the thought of Jacob, she had given up all facade of pretense.

“Oh, uh... it was fine. It was a good event.”

“So you won?” Kaya raised a thick, dark eyebrow.

“Heh heh... I flamed out. You know all those misplays I complained about my opponents making? Well, I was the big idiot today.” He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly as he stared off into the corner of the room.

Kaya invaded his mind, immediately sweeping past any natural barriers Jacob had.

“They’re, they’re making fun of you!? ‘Battle Angel creator a total hack, manipulates card prices with artificial scarcity?’” she quoted the headline of a movement that was happening at the venue.

“Hrrrg!” Jacob heaved as Kaya exited his mind. She hadn’t permanently hurt him in any way, but her mental probe was so powerful that he couldn’t help but be shaken. “Look Kaya, It’s not a big deal. It’s just a natural part of the business. Don’t worry about it.” He tried to mitigate her anger.

But Kaya was getting worked up. She summoned him toward her, lifting his body to her and pressing their foreheads together once more.

“They tried to steal your cards!?” she shrieked out loud as their minds were still melded. Jacob remained absolutely paralyzed. “You... you lost because they took away Telepath’s Black Lotus so they disqualified you once your opponents asked for check that you were playing with the deck you registered!?”

She dropped Jacob to the floor who struggled mightily to recover.

“Kaya... it’s okay... I like my game, but I run the business too...” Jacob grimaced. He didn’t know how much more his consciousness could take!

“Don’t lie to me! I know how much this meant to you! I was in your mind!” Kaya protested. A bright aura surrounded her dark beauty as she began to float into the air.

“Kaya... what are you going to do...” Jacob began to scoot backwards in fear.

“What this city deserves for ruining the sanctity of your game,” she answered coldly.

A similar white glow surrounded Jacob, shielding him from harm.

---

Kaya and Jacob levitated high into the sky, just above the rooftops of the city’s skyline. Kaya pointed seemingly at random, lifted her arm into the sky, and a tiny speck of a human being would rise into the air.

“Kaya! How did you get so powerful!?” Jacob marveled, his shock overriding his concern for his (and everyone’s) well being.

“Not right now, Jacob.” A scream was growing in volume as Kaya’s little suspect hurtled through the air. Kaya halted the fat slug’s rapid ascent with a squeeze of her fist. He was level with the floating couple now.

“Is this the stupid fuck who called for a judge to examine your deck?” she asked.

Jacob looked at the poor, quivering kid. He couldn’t speak, but the blubber on his cheeks and neck trembled as he wildly tried to shake his head.

Jacob didn’t answer.

“Tell me, Jacob. Or I’ll figure it out myself,” Kaya snarled.

“Yes! Yes, it was him!”

“And he wasn’t alone, right?”

“N-no, I thought about it. There had to be conspirators.”

“Thanks baby,” Kaya reached over and pierced her own mental barrier with her sensual hand. She stroked Jacob’s cheek softly and raked her fingernails down to his neck in another taboo little gesture.

“Now, let’s see who your friends were...” Kaya gazed into the fat boy’s soul. As soon as she got the information she wanted out of his mind, he died on the spot from mental trauma. Kaya incinerated him with a little puff of white flame. It could have fit in the palm of her hand, but as soon as it touched the corpse’s torso, he immediately burned into ashes.

“Now...”

Kaya closed her eyes. Seven beanstalks erupted from the earth and smashed through concrete and asphalt. Each of them carried another gamer.

“Look, Jacob. These are the people who ruined your event.”

“Kaya, it’s okay!” Jacob yelled. “Can we just go home and fuck? I’ll... I’ll even cuddle you some more!”

“Aw my sweet little baby. I can’t wait! Just let me finish up here first.”

“W-what’s happening?!” the players gasped, struggling to breathe against the blustering winds at that altitude.

“You stole Jacob’s cards. And you slandered him. And now, you all and this city are going to pay!”

Kaya opened her hand, fingers extended, and performed a twisting gesture. All of the beanstalks wrapped around each of the players like an oversized anaconda. Then, when they were fully enveloped, Kaya slammed her fist shut.

All of the stalks crushed each of the thieves with immense pressure, shattering their bones and flattening their bodies.

Kaya laughed evilly. She’d exacted revenge, but this felt so good! To explore her deepest desires with her power unlocked, or amplified, or whatever... It was so delicious!

“Kaya! That’s enough! You did it. Can we go home now?” Jacob pleaded.

“Shh, shh. Be quiet and enjoy the show, Jacob,” Kaya spoke huskily. Her seductive command seized hold of him as her order crept into his mind and took root. He had no further protest and gasped in realization about how much he enjoyed it.

“Aww, good boy!” Kaya clapped. “It’s so easy to control your mind now! Hey, check out that convention center where you were playing!”

Kaya pointed at it and waved her fingers about. The entire building seemed to shudder subtly with every motion, almost imperceptibly. When she stopped, it looked as if nothing had happened.

“Kaya? I don’t get it. What did you do?” Jacob asked in anticipation of witnessing (and enjoying) her power.

“Give it juuuuuust a moment...” Kaya smiled.

And then, without ceremony, the building began to fall apart, carved into neat, even polygons. It was as if it had been run through by a razor sharp, invisible blade moving so fast that it didn’t even know it had been cut. The whole thing fell apart to reveal a bunch of dead bodies that were coming apart in the same way.

“Gross!” Jacob cheered.

Kaya was taken aback by the comment, thinking her mental domination hadn’t taken hold properly, but Jacob was still sparkling eyes and bright smile. But it was definitely a little gross.

“Let me take care of that...” Kaya focused her imperious eyes on the geometric mess below. A flicker of flame lit in her glowing pupils, and a second later, the entire region below turned into a huge, blazing inferno.

“Fire fire fire!” Jacob clapped.

“Oh my god, that was so easy!” Kaya squealed, flexing her arms unconsciously now that they were free of her dampeners.

Testing the extent of her power, she lifted the entire downtown area at once. The earth rumbled and crackled as Kaya’s mental dominance shattered all of the dense earth and manmade foundations. The multi kiloton weight rose smoothly into the air, dirt and rock crumbling away from its triangular underside. Screams of fear and confusion could be heard below.

“It’s so easy now!” Kaya cackled.

Jacob applauded her feat.

“Why, thank you, Jacob!” Kaya curtsied at him in midair in her sexy maid outfit. “Watch this...”

Kaya pursed her dark, plump lips, kissed her fingertips, and wiggled those fingers cutely at Jacob. Then, she turned to face her floating island city, brought the heel of her palm to her dainty chin, and exhaled softly.

An enormous cone of ice billowed forth from her sexy mouth, growing wider and wider the farther it traveled. As soon as her gentle, superchilled breath wafted over her island, it was enveloped in a thick case of ice. Like an insect trapped and preserved in amber. Except magnitudes larger.

“Hee hee hee!” Kaya giggled.

“Wooooooooow!” Jacob was awestruck. He stared at his wonderful second mistress in utter adoration. Wait, second mistress? The image of Vivian was creeping back into his mind.

“It’s still going!” Kaya gasped as she watched her breath descend all the way to the earth’s crust. A layer of permafrost iced over the rest of the cityscape and burrowed deep in the ground. Large crackling and snapping sounds could be heard even from their high altitude as buildings shattered, the expanding materials exerting far too much pressure against each other to remain steady.

“Imagine if I really blew at the Earth!” Kaya squealed like a little schoolgirl. “That wasn’t even hard!” Actually, I wonder if...”

She flung her arm upward, fully extended, index finger pointing at the setting sun in the dusky sky. The sun exploded into countless atoms.

“Wow Kaya! Is there anything you can’t do!?” Jacob was lying on his front, knees bent and kicking his feet like an adoring child.

“So, so easy,” Kaya grinned. “But my poor plants...”

She put the sun back together with but a thought, not even bothering to check her work as she and Jacob flew home, hand in hand.

Chapter 7 - Vivian Returns

Vivian and Jacob sat in Kaya’s room back in Vivian’s mansion, playing a Battle Angels draft together after they opened a box of packs courtesy of Jacob’s company. Kaya played without touching the cards at all, her grip of however many cards floating before her eyes and drawing off the top of the deck with her mind.

“Flying City Under Siege!” Kaya played. The art featured a large chunk of earth with buildings having meteors rain down upon it.

“Beautiful Intervention!” Jacob countered.

“Aw man!” Kaya pouted, shoving her “hand” of cards into a neat little sheaf. “That was my last play! I’ve got nothing left. Play again?” Her deck began to shuffle itself. She floated over to kiss Jacob on the cheek.

Jacob was happy. Happier than he had ever been. But the strange, pixelated image of a redheaded woman kept appearing in his mind. Something felt off. But his life was so very, very right.

“Jacob? Jacob, are you there?!” A familiar voice rang through the hallways. Kaya seized up as a huge shudder of lust coursed through her body.

Vivian dismounted a worse for wear Alexia, swinging her legs up and over her steed, her incredible flexibility another testament to her unrivaled sexuality. Scooching off of the blonde superhuman, Vivian put her in “park” by spanking her invulnerable ass.

Alexia’s lips went slack as she collapsed into an unconscious puddle of female cum.

“Jacob! Are you home?” Vivian yelled again. She didn’t bother holding back any of her prowess, her long legs striding forward confidently, heels clacking.

Vivian heard a loud, erotic moan inside of her head as her mansion shook. It rattled and echoed so powerfully in her head—quite a foreign sensation! She felt slightly woozy.

“Kaya? Is that you?” she hollered. “Have you seen Jacob?”

J-J-Jacob, I’m coming! Kaya’s familiar rasp echoed in her mind.

What the fuck!? Why is she hollering Jacob’s name? Vivian thought.

Something was seriously wrong.

Too bad she had no ignition key for Alexia. Instead, she had to settle for running through her mansion hallways of her own accord. She was so lithe, so graceful on her feet despite her extremely tall stature, her enormous jiggling breasts, and the red spike stiletto heels didn’t bother her at all. Her sexy footsteps echoed in front of her as she moved so beautifully, so lightly on her foot.

Jacob! Fuck!!! You’re going to destroy me!!! Vivian head-heard as her influence continued to overwhelm Kaya.

Vivian turned the corner to the doorway of Kaya’s room. Her hair fell into place perfectly from her spirited run, not a single drop of sweat on her perfect complexion. Even being slightly short of breath only enhanced Vivian’s sexiness, her pheromones exuding from her body as her breasts bobbed gently.

She saw Kaya. Holding Jacob against her body. Cuddling him as she came.

“V-Vivian! You’re back! T-that’s... that’s right! You’re Vivian!”

It all came crashing back for Jacob.

“I thought I had her under my spell! What did she do to you!?” Vivian growled.

Kaya squirted even harder.

“S-she came with me to BACS! It came out of nowhere! As soon as you left the house, she just tagged along with me, everywhere I went! It was even kind of cute. I think she’s just lonely...” Jacob found himself once again defending another helpless person from another towering beauty’s wrath. Except this helpless person could annihilate the sun with a thought if she so desired.

“Did you cuddle?” Vivian asked.

“Vivian, please!” Jacob begged.

“You! Kaya. Little cum slave. Did you cuddle my boyfriend?” Vivian approached, her footsteps echoing in Kaya’s ears as her overwhelming and oppressive beauty inched closer.

“Yesssssssss! Jacob, I’ve never felt so gooooooood!” she continued to wail.

“Did you force him?” Vivian was towering over her now.

“Yessssssssss! So good! He... feels... sooo...”

Kaya never finished her sentence. Vivian placed the sole of her shoe on Kaya’s beautiful face and pushed Kaya down. Kaya lay on the floor, body wracked with gut-wrenching orgasmic seizures, arms and legs contorting as she continued to flood herself.

“Don’t worry, Jacob. I’ll take care of this,” Vivian reassured him.

Jacob gulped. He wasn’t sure if he should be worried or aroused. He was witnessing the two most powerful, two most beautiful women fighting over his affections.

Okay, it was both. Jacob was both worried and aroused.

“Now listen here, you goth man-stealing slut,” Vivian reached down to trace the back of her scarlet fingernails over Kaya’s corset. Her helpless victim’s body spasmed powerfully once more as the laces of her corset undid themselves, aching for Vivian to touch her breasts until cardiac arrest.

“I’m going to wreck your world,” Vivian continued, letting her irresistible fragrance flood the room. “I’ve never bothered actually seducing someone before.” She groped Kaya’s breast, almost as large as her own. “But seeing how people die when they just look at me, I’m guessing it’s more than someone like you can even stand.” She pinched Kaya’s ghostly pink nipples with her devastatingly erotic touch.

“Unnnnnnnnng!” Kaya yelled, her plants beginning to look limp and malnourished as her vitality drained away from Vivian’s deliberate attention.

“Now, what’s my name? Who’s the one who’s breaking you with desire? Making you come and come, your slutty body totally unable to resist it?” Vivian asked.

“J-J-J...” Kaya stammered.

“Nuh uh uh,” Vivian removed her manipulative touch. She pursed her fleshy lips and blew another gush of her fragrance right into Kaya’s face.

The goth girl’s body arched upwards. Her nipples and her nether curtains began to leak and quiver, desperate for sensation. Hips bucking, Kaya humped and grinded against the air, finding no satisfaction.

“Now, what’s my name?” Vivian repeated.

“V-V-V-Viviannnnn!!! Please!!!!!!! Make me come!! Me and Jacob! Hah, hah... I need it!”

Vivian’s emerald eyes grew wide. Kaya was still thinking of Jacob!?

“Alright, slut. You asked for it. Lights out.”

Vivian tugged downKaya’s skirt and inserted her fingers into Kaya’s greedy slit.

And just held them there.

Nothing happened for a moment.

And then Kaya fell unconscious, her brain completely overworked as Vivian turned her entire body into one, hypersensitive erogenous zone. Her body quaked and quaked as Vivian simply kept her fingers inserted, making sure to bind Kaya into an obedient little slave.

---

When Kaya finally came to, she could hardly remember a thing. She couldn’t remember her childhood. For some reason, the image of a man with a bunch of playing cards was etched into her memory. But more than anything, all she could think about was a tall, redheaded, irresistible sexual dynamo.

She looked around her room. All of her treasured plants were wilted. How long had she been out?

Kaya stepped out of her room and explored her surroundings. Out in the living room, she saw a familiar sight.

Vivian! Her sexual goddess! And... Jacob! His name was Jacob!

Jacob was standing. Vivian was down on one knee, her kneeling posture almost as tall as Jacob when he remained upright.

Vivian looked at Kaya and gave her a wink. Kaya shuddered and juiced herself.

Vivian returned her attentions to Jacob. She reached in between her breasts and pulled out a ring.

“Jacob, will you marry me?”