Galatea 2 - Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5: COLLABORATIVE PROCESS

When Vanessa finally decided to leave for her night class, Audrey and Brian didn’t exactly follow suit. Her words had been stewing about in their heads for a while. And, somewhat impromptu, they decided to act upon it. They had the entire dorm room to themselves, after all.

“Well Brian, how do I look?”

Whatever Brian was doing at that very moment was rendered obsolete beyond recognition as he whisked around in his swivel chair to bless his eyes with the absolute visual feast that was Audrey’s body in her new “outfit.”

Normally, when it was time to choose something to buy, Audrey went to the local mall. This time, she had added a bit of a deviation to her route. Just a single detour on the interstate and she was at a rather infamous hole-in-the-wall, known for selling rather revealing clothing to strippers.

Yet even the prettiest stripper in the world could not pull off this fit as well as Audrey did. The pair of stockings she wore looked painted on—the flowing lines of definition in her long, sinuous legs visible through the fabric as she moved towards Brian from the bathroom door. Her magnificent breasts formed a breathtaking valley of smooth, creamy cleavage as they threatened to tear apart the taut material of her little lacy bra.

She simply looked too pretty for a magazine cover. If someone saw her advertising the latest lingerie, they would likely just stare at her for hours on end, completely forgetting to actually purchase the product she wore.

Her abs, sporting smoothly rounded etchings of sexy, feminine muscle, twisted gracefully over her torso with each stride. Her panties left painfully little to the imagination, though if it would last was debatable. With every step, a palpable tension arose as the black string panties looked ready to snap at a moment’s notice. They were lucky to be attached to her buxom waist and Audrey knew it. An overextended step on her part and they were useless. It wasn’t long before she was standing tall over him, her ever-increasing height combined with Brian sitting down made a dark glint in her glimmering eye seem all the more sinister.

Before Brian could answer her first question—which at this point felt like ages ago despite only half a minute’s worth of time passing—Audrey hit him with another. Her eyes drifted further down Brian’s body until they locked on a point of interest. “Oh, I’m sorry, did I catch you in the middle of something?”

Brian followed his girlfriend’s line of sight. Right, he had been trying to put a condom on before being interrupted by Audrey.

“Y-y-uh-uh…” he sputtered, the sheer perfection before his very eyes severing his brain stem and preventing him from forming a coherent thought.

Brian remained frozen in place as Audrey derobed, her hips waggled back and forth as she slowly slipped out of her tight panties, not wanting to effortlessly rip a piece of lingerie she had spent a considerable amount of money on. Her reasoning was lost on Brian, who was completely lost in the journey her panties took down her endless legs, watching until the credits rolled as they became a bunched-up pile of fabric at her feet.

A heat was rising from within her body—a desire. She needed Brian. This slow, deliberate pace she was establishing would have to be somewhat hastened, she thought. Taking a deep breath, she channeled a focused amount of force into her chest. Her musculature hardened outward into a powerful flex, shattering the strap on her bra—she had gotten it on sale, after all. With the step of unfastening her top forgone, she dropped her sinuous arms to her sides, letting gravity do the rest of the work as her bra fell to the floor next to her panties.

She lifted up one of her smooth, legging-adorned legs from her standing position with all the grace of a ballerina, before bringing it down atop the left arm of Brian’s chair with all the force of a fantastical tyrant. She leaned forward, boxing in her boyfriend as she leered at him with a full smile on her face. Her endless leg provided impressive balance, allowing her head to reach all the way down to Brian’s ear.

“Wanna fight for top?” Audrey whispered playfully, already knowing that she’d win.

“You know I’d never turn down a fight.” Brian whispered back.

She pushed off the chair, effortlessly returning to her standing position from earlier as if she had reversed the footage of her doing so, allowing for Brian to get a fighting chance in. He attempted to blindside her by leaping out of his sitting position, but it didn’t matter. Brian could have blindsided her with a folding chair to the head and it wouldn’t have mattered.

Brian was left looking like a cat attacking a monolith of a scratching post, uselessly clawing at Audrey’s unmoving body as he attempted to gain any sort of leverage in the scenario.

With just a single hand, Audrey plucked Brian off of her and held him in the air by the collar as if he was a misbehaving pet. A simple toss with little force behind it chucked him onto the bed. Before he could even begin to move, Audrey was on top of him, her spectacular naked body pinning Brian without the slightest chance of him escaping.

“Looks like you forgot how strong I’ve become, Brian. You weren’t there when I almost lifted that entire car.”

Brian had actually heard about it through Vanessa and had an inkling of how strong Audrey had become, but knew that Audrey liked to feel dominant and powerful. Audrey also seemed aware of this unspoken dynamic but wanted to believe what Brian was selling to her. Vanessa was right, they really were perfect for each other.

“Here, let me help you with that,” Audrey spoke, readjusting the condom on his erection as she positioned herself for entry.

“S-so, we’re really doing this, huh?” Brian asked, nervousness in his voice.

“Oh Brian, since when were you the worried one?” Audrey replied, answering his question, albeit unconventionally.

She pushed her hips over his tip, eliciting a gasp from both parties. If the nipple grasp from earlier was a nine out of ten on the pleasure scale, this was a twenty. Audrey’s insides were like steel—no, steel wished it was as powerful as Audrey. Powerful, sinuous musculature coated every inch of Brian’s cock, bringing him to near orgasm almost instantly from the devastating combo of heat and pulsating texture.

Were it not for the condom lessening the effects of the erupting inferno of pleasure that was Audrey’s pussy, Brian would not have survived. Like an astronaut venturing into the great unknown, a trusty suit was all but required. But Audrey was not the average, everyday unknown. There was no science to predict what curveballs her flawlessly sexy body would throw his way. Brian’s little space-fairing astronaut had just wound up in the den of an eldritch space beast.

The hard, sinuous muscles of her core snaked around Brian, squeezing his poor little member with almost painful tightness. From just a single thrust of Audrey’s body, Brian was on the edge of edges, one foot off the cliff. He gripped the bedsheets, hoping to stave off this orgasm as long as he possibly could. His face contorted into a gritted grimace as it struggled to find the will to hold on.

“Don’t you dare cum, Brian! I-I’m not ready yet! I’m just getting started!” But Brian’s body could not obey Audrey’s commands. It needed release, every neuron in each square inch of nervous tissue was begging Brian to give in. The precise strikes of her hips commanded him to.

He came harder and longer than he ever had in his life, the world almost fading into blackness before Audrey yanked him back into the land of the living.

“Haah, I’m not finished with you yet, Brian!” Audrey exclaimed, a wicked smile growing upon her face. Her breathing was heavy, primal in its intensity. Her body craved more than 10,000 calories per day now. To satisfy Audrey, a pitiful singular cumshot was not going to cut it at all.

She continued to slam her body atop Brian’s tired member, forcibly engorging it back to an erection. Her eyes were hungry now, predatory as they gazed into his, lacking the humor they typically showed when Brian was usually around.

Finding the bed an insufficient method of stabilization, Brian instead gripped onto a far more secure surface—Audrey’s lush mane of thick, platinum-and-gold hair. What would have normally brought great pain to any woman was shrugged off by her endless sex drive. His other hand reached around her waist, marveling at just how firm each millimeter of it felt. The muscles in her sides and lower back felt like warm, flexible steel as they writhed beneath her tanned skin, all working in tandem like a perfectly-oiled machine.

“G-h, oh—gufha, aaugh!” Brian exclaimed, his tongue flapping about in his mouth as all of his brain power was reserved just to keeping him conscious.

Audrey did not let up on her assault, slamming into his crotch again and again like a hydraulic press. The bed must’ve been reinforced with titanium to not buckle under the pressure of her full-frontal bombardment.

“Ahh! Brian! I’m-I’m cumming!” Audrey screamed, likely waking up the entire dorm with her absurd volume. Her insides compacted in reaction to her stimulation reaching its peak, Brian was too late to pull out.

He came again. Even harder this time, exploding into the rubber with breathless fury. The shared buildup between the two of them descending from its peak as Audrey collapsed atop Brian, taut tummy and perfect breasts creating a sweaty, passionate sandwich between their two bodies.

What was once a force of nature comparable to a ravanging hurricane was now like a slumbering kitten as Audrey lay prone atop Brian, only for her to lazily roll off of him. He didn’t even realize that she had been hindering his breathing until his lungs finally gulped in a full serving of air.

“Mmm, scooch over, babe,” Audrey demanded. Without even waiting for him to fulfill her request, she stretched her arms outwards in either direction, pushing the blanket off of one side of the bed and nearly pushing Brian off the other side.

She wriggled about in place, getting comfy. “Okay, you can come back now, babe.”

Once again, without waiting for him, her lengthy arm shot outwards and gripped a handful of his shirt, yanking him back towards her. After jerking around Brian for the entire duration of their sexytime, she was finally content enough to just cuddle with her favorite man. Brian was quick to get comfortable too, the minutes passing by without a care in the world.

“God, if I could just snapshot a particular moment in time, it would be this one,” Brian said, his tone of voice almost nostalgic for what had just transpired mere minutes ago. “Everything right now just feels… perfect.”

“And ‘perfect’ will become obsolete in a few days, I’m sure of it,” Audrey replied in a sultry tone. “I’m still not done improving, y’know? Hell, even I don’t know when this virus will suddenly decide it’s had enough and quit enhancing my body.”

“Woof, then you’ll have to ease up on the force of those thighs of yours!” Brian said, half-serious. “My groin is totally numb after just two sessions!”

“One session,” Audrey corrected. “I only came once, so that was a single session.”

Brian scoffed. “You’re really taking a liking to this dominant streak, huh?”

“Always have,” Audrey replied, shifting her position to snuggle up as close to Brian as possible, spooning him.

Brian was trapped once more, completely at Audrey’s mercy. His girlfriend was a straightjacket of feminine musculature, and Brian was no Houdini. It was a good thing he didn’t have to go to the bathroom.

The two lovebirds drifted off to sleep, another milestone in their relationship completed.