Jade and Katsuko (Patreon)

Written by Wizalex
Edited by HarmonyMotion

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Prologue: Jealous

After the fact, Olivia realised what a fucking stupid idea it was to give Jade alcohol.

To be fair, Olivia had only once seen Jade drunk - the very first time they had met. Jade had introduced herself by accidentally grinding a guy, and the wall he was pressed against, to dust with her tits. She’d then vapourised the guy that Olivia had been trying to hook up with - along with half a city block - with a resigned sigh. Fortunately for Olivia, that had also been the day she discovered that her superpowers extended as far as total invulnerability.

It wasn’t that Jade’s absurd strength didn’t affect her, but Olivia just couldn’t be harmed. In the preceding months, the former cheerleader had discovered to her great pleasure that she could no longer feel pain at all, but could still feel all the far more enjoyable sensations. Nothing was able to penetrate her impervious skin. Nothing could mar her utterly astounding looks. Even her long platinum blonde hair, though perfectly malleable when styled by her own hands, refused to be sullied by anyone else who may be enamoured enough with her beauty to become brave enough to touch it.

Thinking back, Olivia could remember how her already tall and toned body had improved overnight until she was in absolute peak physical and mental condition for a human. The tall, slender girl had shot up from 6’1 to 6’6 and her long, platinum-blonde hair had grown out to twice its previous length. Olivia’s lithely muscled figure and utterly flawless body made supermodels look cheap. In a matter of minutes, she had become not just the strongest, but also the most intelligent person on Earth. Honestly, she had very little to complain about; her life was perfect.

Until she met Jade.

Olivia had always had a jealous streak. Seeing another girl who wasn’t just also invulnerable, but seemed to be able to use her body to dominate literally everything else in existence was a confusing scenario for her. What if this new girl sought to take her place as the Alpha-Girl of the planet? Olivia had barely even started on her lifelong mission for utter domination and this girl was already threatening it? Did she love the girl or hate her for it?

Plus, Jade could fly. And she had those fucking enormous tits. Those were certainly valid points for envy.

Which meant that Olivia reverted to treating Jade in the same way as she had treated her fellow cheerleaders in high school. She vented out at Jade in the best way she knew, resorting to backhanded compliments, judgemental looks and her well-honed tactics of belittlement and mockery, seeking to claim a psychological high ground against her greatest friend/foe.

Jade was short - the fact of which Olivia repeatedly reminded her. The girl seemed to have a complex about her height too, so that made it all the sweeter and easier to put her in her place. But for such a short girl, Jade was terrifying in a way that defied all logic. Normally, Olivia had strict standards for only fucking people taller than her. But for Jade, Olivia ended up making an exception.

She didn’t regret lowering her standards one bit. Jade was completely overwhelming. Her body was utterly unassailable by any of Olivia’s assaults and never once did Olivia manage to impact Jade’s body in the slightest. But while Jade never climaxed from their encounters, Olivia always left exhausted and spent - much like she imagined her conquests felt after a night with her.

Not that Jade wasn’t immensely infuriating to Olivia during their version of ‘sex’ - which mostly consisted of Olivia riding Jade’s face as she lapped at her salivating pussy. One time, the indolent girl had fallen asleep during their play. She was incredibly apologetic when she woke up but insisted that it had been a really good nap. Olivia hadn’t been as pleased to hear that as Jade seemed to think she might be.

Olivia wanted to be her, to be with her and occasionally to strangle her. That immense power and detachment from the world was so fucking hot.

The knowledge that Jade had absolutely no control over her ‘curse’, as she called it, was a little bit of comfort. The girl had no way of varying the level of power she exerted on the Universe, so ended up cutting herself off from it.

Again, Olivia used that against her.

Jade had no way of changing or improving her body, so Olivia flaunted her abs, her biceps and her quads. Rarely was Olivia seen wearing anything more modest than a crop top and tight shorts. Finally, Olivia felt her jealous thoughts being reciprocated by her target. She celebrated by bedding as many studs as she could seduce to please her, which proved to be a large number. All of them Olivia left bruised and tender, but pleasured beyond compare and ruined for sex by anyone other than her. All the while Jade lamented her inability to partake in anything matching that kind of intimacy with anyone but Olivia.

Overall, Olivia’s plan to mentally dominate Jade when she couldn’t do it physically was going exactly to plan. She had brought forth Jade’s submissive nature and worked her until she was little more than a pet - an accessory for Olivia to take out with her. The plan had worked incredibly well.

Far too well.

Despite getting a kick out of making the other girl feel inferior, Olivia knew that she was playing a dangerous game. Jade’s ‘accidents’ were catastrophic. The redhead didn’t breathe, she didn’t walk - instead, she weirdly floated just above the ground and pretended to walk. The girl didn’t even need to eat or drink either, not that Olivia hadn’t caught her devouring the spiciest foods she could find to try to get a taste of them.

Jade just didn’t seem to belong in this world and Olivia was doing an excellent job of convincing her of that. All it had taken was a little drink to end everything.

So now that the atomic bombshell had finally gone off, Olivia felt a modicum of regret. Not for the destruction of the Earth especially, though there were a few hot guys and girls she had been intending on breaking to her whim. No, Olivia felt bad that she wasn’t the one with the power to do it. That she couldn’t consume a planet’s atmosphere with a simple breath or tear a world in two with a displeased utterance.

As it was, Olivia was floating in space, uncharacteristically sulking and more characteristically naked, waiting to see what would happen next.