Swan Girls Book 2 - Happy New Day, Candace

Happy New Day, Candace

“Come on, Candace! Don’t be such a baby!” Coral gripped her bigger sister’s hand, hard enough to shatter stone to dust, and pulled her toward the entrance of the rock venue.

“Coral! You know I don’t do crowded places!” The elder bookworm sister who stood a whole foot taller than her younger party animal of a sibling allowed herself to be dragged by Coral’s devastating super strength.

“Don’t be such a stick in the mud! You have this now!” Coral whipped around so fast, her body became a blur. With her free hand, she tapped the mysterious blue bracelet looped around Candace’s wrist.

“But we don’t even have tickets,” Candace protested, now yanking her wrist out of Coral’s closed fingers.

“God damn you’re strong,” Coral admired, flexing her fingers. “Tickets!? Oh my god!” Coral rolled her eyes. “There’s the stupid ticket vendor if you want to buy some! I’m going in!”

“Wait!” Candace followed meekly behind her younger sister. Quite a sight for a six and a half foot blonde with an absolutely chiseled physique. But she had years of practice looking meek.

The two were dressed casually, with Coral sporting designer tees and a pair of denim shorts that left her salacious legs in stark view. Candace, on the other hand, wore ill-fitting baggy clothes and a pair of jeans. And while Coral drew all the stares, there was something mesmerizing about the older sister besides her towering stature. Her movements were so graceful, and as she strode forward like a gazelle, her top would cling to her torso, revealing the marvelous musculature of her torso and the pornographic swell of her gravity-defying breasts.

“Excuse me, excuse me,” Coral stuck her arm in between people in line and parted them like the Red Sea.

“Sorry! Sorry!” Candace apologized for her younger sister’s behavior as everyone was shoved aside by Coral’s slim arm. But she still followed.

“Coral, tickets!” Candace hissed.

“You’ve got to be kidding,” Coral subvocalized.

Candace’s super hearing picked it up, no problem. Just as Coral knew she would’ve.

They were soon at the front of the line. Candace could hear the displeased whispers of all the people who were roughly pushed aside, but those grumbling complaints quickly ceased as Candace heard their heartbeats accelerate rapidly within their thumping chests. She could smell the arousal in the air as she and her sister brushed against everyone in passing, their unrepentant superhuman bodies irresistible to the touch and completely indomitable.

“May we come in?” Coral fluttered her dark eyelashes to the bouncer. Her deep blue eyes sparkled.

The bouncer took a long lingering look at the swells of Coral’s breasts before craning his neck upward to see Candace’s sexy librarian look.

“Go ahead,” he pulled aside the velvet rope.

The place was crowded. Strobe lights flashed around the stage. All of the tables around the bar were full, and the scent of salt and musk filled the air where everyone was moshing in the pit. The lead singer, a female vocalist with her entourage of 4 male musicians, danced on stage as the guitarist was performing his shredding solo.

“You can’t tell me you don’t drink,” Coral spoke in a normal voice that would’ve been inaudible to any human in the theater. “Now I know we can’t get drunk. I think. At least, I’m pretty sure.”

“I don’t know,” Candace replied. “I’ve never tried alcohol with this on...” she looked at her bracelet lovingly, the final gift from her mother that she’d been unwittingly denied for four years. “Coral!” Her feet and long, sinuous legs left the floor as her little sister yanked Candace off her feet. But she continued to let Coral drive.

Candace’s feet left the floor, not wanting to let her toes dig a deep groove into the old, grooved wood. Once Coral reached the bar, Candace set back down and let her little sister buy drinks.

“Two frozen pink panties please,” Coral ordered with aplomb.

“Come again?” The male bartender gave her a once over before fixing her with a puzzling gaze. So did Candace.

“You know, frozen pink panties!” Her confidence was unwavering.

“Coral...” Candace muttered.

“It has vanilla ice cream, strawberries...”

“Two vanilla milkshakes coming right up,” the bartender sassed.

“No! It has like... oh, I don’t know! Some sort of booze. Candace, help!”

“There’s no helping you,” Candace sassed as well.

“Okay ladies, can I get see some IDs?” He approached them.

“Hmph! You don’t really need to see that, do you? Just look at big sis and how big she is!” Coral pressed her hands into Candace’s torso to flatten her baggy shirt against her ripped body.

He did look, just as Candace blushed. Both girls could hear his heartbeat quicken, but he was resolute in not serving them until he saw proof of age.

“ID?”

Coral pouted her lips before coming to a decision. She came here to show Candace a good time, dammit! And part of that was their incomparable seductiveness... or at least, Coral knew she had it. Candace? Not so sure.

“You sure you need that?” Coral gave him a demure look. Then pursed her soft, thick pink lips, licked her folds moist, and blew a jet of her sweet breath right into the bartender’s face.

He staggered backwards, his hair ruffling from the force of Coral’s easy exhalation. Both girls could smell the sudden arousal that was leaking out of his pores, not to mention see his erection straightening out in his pants with their X-ray vision.

Candace watched in fascination even as her cheeks flushed.

“I’ll give you a kiss if you make us something nice to drink,” Candace teased, watching the fight flee his body. He began to tremble and sweat as Coral’s sweet and salty scent continued to swirl all around his face, drowning in a sea of lust.

“C-coming right up...”

His hands trembled while pouring a few bottles of whatever into a mixer. Coral continued to stare him down, waving cutely and leaning forward to give him a glimpse of the full, luscious valley of her cleavage.

“Coral, we can do that?” Candace leaned in and whispered.

The sight of two stunning blonde women being so intimate with each other almost set the bartender off.

“Well, I can. Have you ever had someone suck on your breasts?” Coral replied.

“No...”

“Hmm. It was a little weird, I have to say. Be careful about it, maybe?” was her mysterious reply.

“Two strawberry daiquiris,” the bartender wobbled over. “I used strawberries just as you liked,” he practically begged.

“On you, right? Hey, ow!” Coral first fluttered her eyelashes at her new thrall before wincing in pain from Candace’s pinch. There was no mark, but Coral felt as if her skin was starting to bruise!

“N-n-no! I’m so sorry about trying to card you! It’s the least I can do! C-can I get a k-kiss... please?” He shivered at the sight of Coral’s glistening lips.

“Coral!” Candace lectured her as Coral continued to dangle the treat in front of her prey.

“Ugh, fine! You’re cute enough.”

Her feet left the floor as she hoisted herself over the bar, but without pressing her arms at all. She hovered into the air and let the scent of her hair and the smell of her natural perfume drift over the shaken bartender before placing a gentle peck on his cheek.

The bartender whimpered in relief. “Oh thank you, thank you, thank you! Excuse me!”

He ran off immediately, bow-legged and seeking privacy.

Coral sucked on her fruity boozy smoothie with a look of innocence on her face.

“It’s good!” she handed the other to Candace.

Candace just glared at Coral. And then her lips curled into a smile as she chuckled.

“You should try it,” Coral suggested.

“Mm hmm,” Candace sucked on her own drink. The two emptied their glasses without pause for breath.

“Come on, let’s go dance and bounce around!” Coral grabbed her sister’s wrist with both hands this time and began to levitate once more.

“Coral! Ix-nay on the lying-fay!” Candace uttered through gritted teeth.

“Well, are you coming or not!?”

“I will, I will! Just... get down!” Candace placed a dainty hand on Coral’s head and pressed her right into the ground. A little too hard. “Oops.”

Coral just laughed.

The sisters bounced forward, hand in hand, making their way through a sea of people with no difficulty at all. They gently displaced anyone in their path, surfing through the crowd until they were standing below the very front of the stage. Coral grooved in rhythm with the metronomic, kick snare kick snare of the drums.

Candace just stood there and listened to the melodic lines from the tired lead singer. Her pitch was wavering and off, her articulation unclear, her breathing ragged. Something just compelled her to take over and relieve the singer.

“Candy?” Coral looked at her unmoving, almost mesmerized sister.

And then Candace was floating serenely up into the air. The crowd gasped at the sight of a tall, stunning, blonde athlete defying gravity, and not just defying it, but willingly spitting in its face with her beautiful, graceful movement. It was like watching a ballerina in mid flight, her long limbs flowing in perfect harmony before she touched down on the stage.

“W-wha...?” the band stopped playing. The lead singer just looked at the towering goddess standing before her.

“May I?” Candace extended a hand.

What could the singer do but hand over the mic?

“Okay boys! Same number, take it a little slower. Let’s go!”

They looked at each other and acquiesced.

“1-2-3-4!” the drummer counted in.

The group stumbled for a bit before finding their new rhythm. Candace stood their, spotlight shining on only her, chin tucked in, closing her eyes and drinking in the smells and sounds of the venue.

And once the instrumental intro had finished, Candace opened her mouth and placed her lips close to the microphone and sang her first note.

Her mellifluous voice and dulcet tone caused everyone in the theater to gasp. Even the four boys playing her backing track stumbled as that gorgeous, ringing, vibrant sound hit their eardrums, stirring their desires and making their helpless bodies tremble. Even Coral, the more “experienced” sister, gaped at Candace’s voice.

The band controlled itself and managed to pick back up. Candace just floated higher and higher into the air, singing not her swan song, but an introduction of things to come. All eyes were on her as she continued to produce indescribable velvet tones, each of her lyrics articulated clearly and laced with hypnotic, seductive promises.

Back and forth she glided in the air, carving languid figure eights and midair somersaults, enchanting everyone in the world and putting them under her mesmeric spell... until her voice turned into a growling, gravelly, scratching whine. What was happening? It was all going wrong! She checked her wrist. Where was her bracelet!? How could this happen!?

Candace awoke with a start. It was 6:00 AM. Her heart was pounding, her perfect skin clammy for a brief instant. The bracelet was still on her wrist. Coral was fast asleep, floating along Candace’s ceiling, butt naked. And snoring like a rhino.

Candace groaned and tucked herself back under her covers. Super hearing could suck sometimes.

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Candace awoke for real, feeling a pleasant buzz for the first time in her life ever since she manifested her powers. She tossed her long limbs around, no longer in fear of smashing her bed into splinters with a stroke of her hand. Shackling her supernatural abilities had left her freer than ever!

To her surprise, Coral was awake too. Her little sister, permanently tardy for school, had woken up before her and looked fresh as a daisy, checking out her own form in a simple pair of jeans and tight t-shirt.

“You’re finally awake, sleepyhead!” Coral chirped.

“How the tables turn, I guess.” Candace slipped out of bed.

“Don’t need much sleep now. I’m surprised you hadn’t gotten up already, Miss up and coming understudy to inherit Dad’s real estate and development conglomogulerate.”

“It’s not that serious.”

“Miss Candace, Miss Candace, please may I have the day off?” Coral pantomimed in a terrible British accent, placing a palm on her chest. “I wish to spend Christmas with my family!” And then she did a terrible impression of a posh Candace. “Bah humbug, get back to work! I need to fill my coffers with another pool of gold coins! Fuck yo’ family!”

“I guess a new brain wasn’t on the menu for when you turned nineteen huh?” Candace rolled her eyes, then blurred and reappeared right before Coral, tapping on that blue necklace with a finger.

Coral wasn’t startled like any other human would’ve been. But she was still surprised by Candace’s overwhelming strength.

“God, you’re strong,” Coral grimaced with both her hands wrapped around Candace’s slender wrist. She had tried to prevent her big sister from doing... whatever it was, but her big sister felt so far beyond her, just like Coral herself had felt so far beyond any other human lover she’d taken in the past three days.

“My big sister Candace is such a nerd! It’s literally the only thing I can tease her about! Daaaaaaad, Candace is being too smart again!” Candace did a drop dead identical impression of Coral’s voice.

“Whoa. Was that me? I can’t believe you got better at it!” Coral gasped at the perfect reproduction.

“It happened when I got my powers. I can actually mimic anyone’s voice perfectly,” Candace began to slip into the same pair of sweatpants and moth-eaten top Coral’d seen her sporting yesterday.

“Do Dad!”

“Now Coral, your sister is very wise, and you should try to be more like her. Now give her all your toys, you hear?” The voice coming out of Candace’s beautiful blonde head was distinctly male, soft, resonant.

Coral stared dumbstruck at her big sister. And then, “No fucking way! Dad would never say that! Worst impression!”

“So I guess you can’t do this huh?” Candace stated in Paris’ matronly voice.

“Omg stop! That’s creeping me out!” Coral herself blurred to Candace’s bed, grabbed a pillow, then whapped Candace in the face with it.

“Ha ha,” Candace dodged out of the way with a flick of her neck. “Don’t rip my pillow to pieces now. I think we’re a little too old for that, don’t you think?”

Coral pouted as if defeated. And then when Candace turned her head, Coral unleashed her full power and gave Candace a good whap on the back of her noggin! Goosedown scattered all over the room like confetti.

“Coral!” Candace chided.

“If you like it so much, have it!”

Coral pursed her lips and unleashed a jet of her superbreath toward her big sister. The sprinkling goose down was immediately swept away by hurricane force winds, swirling violently all in Coral’s general direction.

“Coral! Stop it! Hey!” Candace’s clothing began to rip and tear from being battered from Coral’s superbreath.

“Hahaha!” Coral took a moment to pause and laugh. Only to be pelted by Candace’s own superbreath. Her big sister’s little puff smacked her in the face head on and actually knocked her off her feet!

“No fair, no fair!” Coral complained as she immediately halted her own flight in midair, dangling like a puppet without strings as she righted herself and crossed her legs. “Why are you always better at everything than me?” she pouted for real this time.

“Coral... are you upset? Hey, sorry...” Candace was aghast.

“No. It’s okay. I still fucking rule compared to everyone besides you. And you have four years on me. I wonder how fucking cool I’ll be by then!” Coral flexed her bicep.

“That’s the spirit.” Candace chuckled. “Let’s clean up.”

Candace sped over to the window and unrolled the red carpet. Coral pursed her lips once more and let out a gentle, consistent stream of her breath, turning her head to direct all of the fuzzy confetti right out of Candace’s open window. Then Candace chipped in, puffing all of it high into the atmosphere so it wouldn’t rain onto their estate. The clouds, miles above, in direct line with her exhalation were blown away into mist.

“Hug?” Candace offered and performed without waiting for a reply.

“Oof!”

The two sisters embraced in a superhumanly tight squeeze. Coral squeezed back as hard as she could, knowing that Candace could take it. It was nice to exert her full power that would’ve crushed coal into diamond, but Candace’s hard body did not yield at all. Feeling Candace’s breasts crush into and deform Coral’s own was a novel experience.

“So what are you gonna do now that you won’t accidentally rip everything and everybody in half?” Coral asked.

“I dunno... spend a few days not in a state of constant anxiety and total tension, I suppose. Typing at work should get a lot easier,” Candace mused.

“Really!?”

“Oh, let me live my life! I haven’t been able to for four years!”

“Come on!” Coral beseeched, more upset at her big sister’s refusal to do anything fun than even her own prospects of being a goddess on Earth.

“I have to get back to Timber City.”

“Unbelievable!” Coral harrumphed. “I take you to a rock concert and you barely drink or dance or mingle, and now you’re going back to work...” Coral smacked her forehead with a loud thwap. “I’m gonna come harass you later and force you stop goblin moding!”

“I had fun!!” Candace protested. But Coral had already zipped away back to her room, leaving Candace’s curtains rattling in her wake. “Coral! I know you can hear me!” Candace raised her voice, but only barely.

“Mehhhhh!” Coral said from her own room in a similarly normal volume. Candace didn’t need x-ray vision to see her little sister sticking out her tongue.

With a sigh, Candace opened her window and floated out of her room. Her normal hyper-cautious trigger kicked in before realizing that her flight was no longer wobbly and erratic, jolting backward and forward like a new driver behind the wheel. She was in full control now.

She looked at her deep blue bracelet. It turned out that her mom hadn’t betrayed her after all.