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Vengeance Sex

Dana laughed at the way her body warped the fabric of whatever she decided to adorn. Her current getup was a lovely velvet dress with shades of maroon that hugged every dramatic, swooping contour of her torso and stopped tastefully just above her knees. If her power could do this with any old tarp or a “borrowed” overcoat from a now mind-bound principal under Dana’s control, what would something personal of hers transform to? She just had to find time to crochet a lovely piece now. An actual full dress had been something she’d been working toward while she continued to knit and weave scarves and beanies like she saw on DIY channels, but with her dazzling array of powers and light reality warping, she had a true incentive to improve at her craft.

Her body-conforming outfit swished at her seductive, child-bearing hips as she placed one long leg in front of the other. Somehow Principal Taylor’s trenchcoat had similarly materialized a pair of simple black heels to accentuate Dana’s dainty feet.

As she looked down her own front and rear end with a smug satisfaction about her unrepentant breasts or her sculpted bubble butt that just wouldn’t quit, it dawned on Dana that she recognized the outfit! But not from any designer she knew, or from any celebrity she’d seen wearing it. This was an outfit from HominyMartian’s site!

The story wasn’t really Dana’s cup of tea, but it had hit enough notes for her to enjoy the fuck out of it and spur new fantasies. It featured a Korean-American girl named Julie Kim who annoyed Dana with her cutesiness and obliviousness about what was happening, even if that were the premise of the story. But it was hot that her roommate was so enamored with Julie that she used Master PC to turn her into a walking sex bomb. And... and that stupid HominyMartian had given her implied invulnerability by saying her beauty was untouchable, and then the story ended! Come on!

Dana mentally matched herself up against the fictional goddess. Julie was apparently invulnerable, her oversized breasts, voluptuously long legs, and sensual body completely immune to harm, but there was no indication that Dana couldn’t simply overpower the Asian girl with her strength. Sure, she couldn’t hurt Julie, but she could simply overpower her and do what she wanted.

Would she succumb to Julie’s beauty? Presumably. But Dana smirked as she peeked back at a previously sucked bone dry Oliver. The redhead had a bit of her own sexual bite, not to mention hypnotic tits.

Of course, Dana won in terms of agency—or did she? She frowned. Julie was just a lucky target or victim or whatever; her roommate Denny was the one behind the wheel, turning Julie into a modern Aphrodite. Julie was lucky that Denny happened to be a submissive little slut who wanted to see her Asian friend wreak sexual havoc on the world. Whereas Dana... how different was her case? She had no idea what was happening to her. But as far as she knew, her mind was still her own. She’d always liked fucking. She’d worked hard for her wickedly fit body (okay, okay, her bodily proportions were quite fortuitous.) She never had any patience with other people if she wasn’t getting her way.

...Right?

Her mind was racing a mile a minute. What if she were a subject in Master PC right now!?

“Fuck!” Dana spat as she squeezed Oliver’s hand a bit too hard.

“DANA! My hand! Please!” Tears formed in Pete’s eyes.

She regarded the grimace of pain on Oliver’s face. Whatever. She wasn’t going to figure it out in this stupid janitorial closet. And for now, she was fucking unstoppable, and hurting and using Oliver turned her on. As long as she was getting more powers and not anyone’s little fuckdoll, she was happy. Everyone else was meant to be her fuckdoll, if she wanted.

“Stop whining, Oliver, or I’ll break that too.” She squeezed a little tighter with her slender fingers, laughing as Oliver struggled to remain quiet as he bit his lip bloody.

No sense thinking about it. It was like all those dumb theories about living in a simulation. If this now superpowered life of hers was part of a simulation, then what good would it do to think about it? Unless she somehow gained powers to transcend that boundary.

To think, some low grade smut peddler writing power porn to a website, master of the universe? Ridiculous. And if she were to gain the power to meet her creator, if there was one, then that too, was out of her hands. Her beautiful, bone crushing hands.

Again, no sense thinking about it. Just enjoy it. And it was very enjoyable right now.

Meanwhile, Ava stifled a gasp as she watched Dana and Oliver walk out of that janitorial room. Dana was so fucking hot! And she’d worn two expensive gowns at school already!? She just had to talk to Dana and get her involved Ava’s own aspirations to be a popular social media influencer. High school wasn’t teaching her anything useful at all! She just decided to keep following in Dana’s footsteps. How and why did she have an outfit change in the first place anyway...?

The ring of the school bell heralded the end of homeroom. Back in the Hallowed High hallways now, a towering Dana drew all the stares of everyone around. She didn’t bother to slide around the crowd of bodies; instead, she strode right through them, gently battering them out of the way with the movement of her muscular legs, or a swing of her arm, or a bump of her hip. None of her victims complained about the bruising—they found themselves far too aroused at the briefest glance of her perfect body combined with the sweet, sweet scent of her mind-melting, sexually conquering pheromones.

And despite the relatively loud murmur of background conversation, Dana’s sensitive ears picked up the sound of distant gossip. Another wicked smile crossed her lips. Had she unlocked yet another power? Since when could she pick out such specific sounds without any effort? Another thing she’d have to experiment with, as mundane as it was. Small, understated feats gave her a wholly different kind of pleasure than fucking Oliver into submission and breaking his rib with a finger.

“Have you heard? Patrick apparently came to school in, like, a ballroom gown. What kind of a stunt is that?”

“Showing off her newest fake tits, no doubt.”

The popular mean girls all giggled from down the hall. Dana snarled.

Her green eyes focused, and she found them instantly through the sea of people. Holy shit! She had just looked through everyone! It wasn’t even noon yet, and yet another two powers fell in her lap!

The otherworldly glow receded, and she made a beeline for the bitchy clique gossiping at their lockers. She picked up the pace while walking in her black heels, and the whole world seemed to freeze in place as Dana’s lascivious body bumped into everyone in her path.

The redhead teen goddess stopped in front of the three girls who ruled the school.

“Ahem,” Dana cleared her throat.

They didn’t respond. Everyone was still frozen.

What the fuck? Dana thought to herself. Did someone pause the simulation?

And then, the world resumed. Everyone in her path that she’d touched nonchalantly with her body went flying into the lockers. The crashing cacophony, rattling lockers, and moans of pain from the students unlucky enough to be in her path filled the air. She saw Oliver looking on in shock from the position where Dana had originally started.

What was going on!?

“Dana! W-what the fuck! Where did you come from?” the blonde Amber gasped.

“I have... I have...” Dana sucked in a deep breath, horny as fuck at the realization that she had yet another power! Super speed!

“A fucking problem!? What do you want?” Ginger put on airs.

Dana, distracted for the moment, stared at her beautifully painted nails and long, slender fingers. Without paying the three girls any mind, she tried to kick in her super speed once more. The world stood still once more as she waved her hands around, contracting and flexing her fingers like a pianist as she watched them articulate at speeds magnitudes beyond anything a mere human could perform. And despite how fast she knew she was moving them, her green eyes saw everything clearly with no blur!

The world resumed once more. The three girls hadn’t even processed Daana’s movements!

“Uh, hello? You have a hearing problem too, Patrick?” Amber was feeling cheeky.

Dana turned her gaze on the three of them now. They shivered in uncomfortable fear. Something was different today.

“Why don’t you... you... return that designer dress and ask your daddy to put more money into your fake tits, hmm?” The blonde girl powered through Dana’s aura of terror.

“Are you still dating Kayden?” Dana asked Amber flatly.

“Why yes, I am! Jealous?”

“We’ll see by the end of this quarter,” Dana threatened mysteriously. She approached Amber with her chest thrust out, hypnotic breasts ensnaring Amber’s gaze even as her invulnerable body pressed forward and pinned Amber to the locker.

“W-what the fuck does that mean?” Amber wheezed. “Get... off...!” Her own impressive bust flattened and yielded to Dana’s far superior bosoms.

And then Dana disappeared in a whirl of fragrant perfume.

“The hell...?” the three girls looked at each other.

In a different hallway now, Dana located Kayden about to enter his next class. She bolted over and wrapped her fingers around his wrist just as he was about to enter the classroom and nearly yanked him off his feet with her easy grip.

“Ow! Wh-what’s going on?!” The handsome jock struggled to keep his feet. He grabbed at Dana’s dainty wrist as he began to get dragged along the linoleum floor, but nothing he did could manage to pry her fingers apart!

“Hi Kayden. I have instructions to bring you to the principal’s office,” Dana lied.

“D-Dana? Is that you? Holy shit, you look...”

“Yes?” Dana asked, still dragging his body, his legs struggling to keep up with her pace.

“N-nothing. You’ve changed so much!”

“You have no idea.”

“L-let go! Argh! How are you so strong?” Kayden begged.

“I worked out.”

Into the principal’s office they barged. Dana paid no mind to the administrators outside.

“Sara,” Dana announced.

“M-mis... Dana! What are you doing here!?” Principal Taylor’s hypnotic programming was about to kick in before she noticed the other student.

“I need some privacy, so I’m using your office. I’m going to fuck Kayden. Go make sure nobody disturbs us,” Dana ordered with a smile.

“Ah, ha ha ha, funny joke...?” Kayden clutched at his tender wrist where Dana had squeezed too hard.

But Principal Taylor trembled, looking like she was trying to resist. Her eyes wavered and grew misty as Dana continued to glare hard at the authority before the older woman submitted and walked out of her own office.

“Dana! What the hell did you do?!” Kayden gasped. “What is this, some kind of early April Fools?! Principal Taylor?”

“Worry about yourself, handsome,” Dana purred as she turned on the heat.

“You can’t... I have a girlfriend! This is... this is rape!” his voice grew louder and louder. “Heellll--”

Dana smiled and placed her hand over his mouth. “And?”

She began to unbutton his jeans with her free hand, ignoring the temptation to simply rip them off with her irrepressibly powerful fingers. It wasn’t out of courtesy for his sake, though she did find it amusing that if her “clothes” somehow got ruined, she could drape anything over herself and look ready for a night on the town. No, it was because after she violated and conquered him, she wanted him to be around and witness the effect when Amber found out about how Dana had raped her boyfriend...

“Mmm! Mmm!” he cried as he struggled to tear her hand away from his mouth. But her arm was stronger than steel. “Oof!”

Dana gripped him by the chin, lifting him up with her beautifully sculpted limb, and marched backwards, slamming him into a bookshelf. Using her sexually alluring, physically unforgiving breasts to pin him against Principal Taylor’s wall, Kayden’s feet dangled a full six inches above the ground, finally now eye to eye with the taller Dana.

“This is going to hurt...” Dana’s eyes glimmered.

Kayden struggled even more, kicking his feet into Dana’s smooth shins, bruising his toes in the process. He pounded on her slim forearm and screamed out in pain once more as he contused his hands, only for Dana to squeeze his jaw even tighter and stifle his cries for help. The only emotion he could convey was through the terror in his eyes now.

Dana licked her lips as she sliced apart his briefs with a fingernail. It floated to the floor in ruined scraps, revealing Kayden’s still soft penis.

“Aww, you don’t like being hurt? Does that mean I can’t have sex with you now? That would be a real pity. For you...”

The tall, busty, hardbodied goddess pressed her bosom into Kayden’s chest, compressing his ribs. But it was too early to brand him with a broken bone just yet. She was trying to inspire a bone instead.

“There you go...” Dana gripped his penis lightly, not wanting to crush it to a gory, bloody paste. It began to straighten out in her warm, silky, tight velvet grasp as she continued to bob up and down, left and right, applying painful pressure to Kayden’s chest as her nipples especially carved into his skin.

“How’s that, baby? You just love my body, don’t you!?” Dana laughed as she leaned her cheek in to breathe hotly on his ear.

His member continued to straight out, the ridge of his head now outlined and squeezed tightly between three of Dana’s fingers.

Kayden gasped in unhidden, desperate lust.

“Please... don’t...” he begged into Dana’s palm.

Bringing her new power into play, Dana’s entire sensual shape blurred as she placed her legs in between Kayden’s, pushed his outward while spreading her own, then teased the already quivering, angry head of his rock hard cock in between her smooth, hairless, erotically charged pussy lips. And then, willing her dress to morph and ride all the way up to her hips, she speared herself onto him, making sure to soften her inner folds to allow his pathetic penis passage.

Kayden had barely begun to form the shape of his mouth to say “rape” when his erection was suddenly bathed by the tightest, hottest, wettest silk that he’d ever had the honor of experiencing. The sudden, sensual vibrations of Dana’s inexplicably powerful pussy shocked his system to the core as she seemed to vanish and then suddenly rematerialize, enveloping his trembling cock and bathing it with her dominating beauty.

He was orgasming before he even understood what had happened.

“Fuck. Yes!” Dana moaned at her sexual conquest. Just seeing the contorted look on his face and feeling his pathetic, soft member inside of her was enough to get her off. Her inner coils quivered and squeezed his cock, battering it purple in the process while he continued to spurt inside of her in painful pulses.

“Nnnngggg...” he wheezed.

Dana took her hand off of his mouth. He appeared to no longer have enough air or strength to speak. But she wasn’t done with him yet.

“Oh honey,” she let the word roll off of her ruby lips, thick with honey from her mild orgasm. “...That was the good part for you. But for me, the good part starts now.”

Kayden just looked at her, completely helpless in her grip. She’d gotten him hard in all of five seconds, and made him come before he could even comprehend what had happened. What was she going to do now? His dick was bruised and spent. He was already softening inside of her.

And to his terror, Dana began pumping again. Her athletic thighs and seductive form began to gyrate back and forth, harder and harder, slamming her invulnerable flesh against his weak and frail body. Her hips battered his pelvis, her breasts clobbered his torso, and the room positively shook with each libidinous thrust.

“Nng! Hel-! Stop! Da-!” He stammered in sync to her fucking.

“Stay hard for me, you pathetic worm! I’m only getting started!” Dana blew her sweet, sweet breath into his face, blowing his hair back and buffeting him with her pheromonal perfume.

“MMMMMM!” Kayden cried as he surged to full hardness inside of her painful squeeze. His flesh tried to expand to meet the desires she forced onto him, but she was just too tight!

“Yes! YES! You’re fucking helpless against my strength! I’m going to rape you and milk you dry until there’s nothing left!” Dana squealed as his pelvis snapped against her pubic mound.

He came again and again, deteriorating with every sexual release that Dana experienced. And through it all, her intoxicating beauty, scent, and the feel of her hyper-feminine intimacy kept him coming and coming, far beyond his mortal limits.

Five minutes later, a sobbing Kayden was standing on his own feet, his bones and bruises healed by Dana’s kiss. She pressed her index finger into his chest, breaking his bottom rib as a signature of her ownership.

“You tell anyone about how strong I am, and I’ll break you so bad that even I can’t put you back together,” Dana threatened.

Kayden nodded limply, not daring to defy her.

“And good luck having sex with Amber after feeling... this,” Dana lifted him up, stroked his erection to instant hardness once more, and pressed him inside of her molten heat once more.

He sobbed in pure pain and pleasure as his testicle churned to respect Dana’s love.

“I can’t wait to hear about how you explain to her why she can’t make you come anymore!” Dana cackled.

Still pristine and spot free, Dana strolled out of the principal’s office as her dress clung to her legs and morphed back down to her knees.