Rachael’s Ascension: Director’s Cut - Chapter 11

CHAPTER 11: HOMECOMING

Rachael stood before the mirror, putting in her enameled feather earrings and sucking in her lips to spread her lipstick evenly. She was certainly pretty. Maybe even beautiful, in the right light. Her newly purchased LBD accentuated her small, rounded breasts, tight waist, and supple hips.

She slipped on a pair of black, ankle-strap heels, taking a few rotating steps, shifting her weight forward and backward to admire how they made her toned calves look. The pretty redhead had sewn a pair of small, white-feathered wings onto the back of her dress and added a deliberately artistic finger-wide stripe of orange make-up down the bridge of her nose. It wasn’t a masquerade per se, but she was definitely invoking her spirit animal tonight. It was bold in a way she’d never dared be before, but she knew she was going to have to bring her A-game. Things had gotten really competitive at school.

Amanda had admitted wanting to give Lexi, Veronica, and the rest of the cheerleaders who had tormented her big zits. Maybe even warts! But Amanda was a kind-hearted soul and couldn’t bring herself to actually do it. Once, she’d given them all a bad hair day. It had lasted five minutes past the first school bell. One look at the poor girls’ frizzy curls, and she’d undone it all, nearly breaking down in tears.

Rachael got it. She’d done her best to make good on her promise to Chad too: to turn the tables yet still be a better person. She and Lexi certainly weren’t friends now, but they got along okay. In fact, it had seemed like the school’s bad girls would escape justice (and even Amanda’s divine wrath) entirely until Caley had offered a wickedly delicious solution.

The condemned chemistry lab where the roof had collapsed was now officially “haunted”. Any ‘unpopular’ girl (read: not on the cheer squad) who went in alone soon came out again taller, more confident, and prettier than any of the cheerleaders on Amanda’s shit list. And somehow the door that was always locked for teachers, school administrators, and cheerleaders always opened for the girls willing to try.

After a week of those antics, the cheerleaders had descended the ladder of the school’s social hierarchy one rung at a time until they were only considered average at best. After two weeks, they were rapidly sliding towards the bottom of the pile and the school had seen a noticeable uptick in female transfer students after word of the haunting had gone viral on social media. There was no shortage of new—and newly beautiful—faces to rub in Veronica’s face. All of which made Caley laugh her shapely ass off.

Caley didn’t have anything to worry about. Like Amanda, she had grown hot right off the charts by drinking Chad’s potion. Rachael’s third sip had made her a strong candidate for prettiest girl in school—until the last two weeks had seen her sliding down the charts right along with the cheerleaders. It was more than a little demoralizing. All things were relative, and her new body didn’t mean much when everyone else had more curves than she did. Back to feeling a little like an ugly duckling for her! Another dose of potion might have fixed that, but after the whole Caley/Amanda episode, Chad had crossed his arms and vowed “never again!” whenever the subject was so much as hinted at. She could also have asked Amanda for a bit of improvement, but she hadn’t had the heart to ask her friend for more favors, not when she was busily improving the lives of everyone else at school.

Rachael reached over to her dresser, sliding the pendant she had picked out for the occasion over its engraved edge to finger it in her hands. A football. Appropriate, she thought. She was going to the homecoming dance with the quarterback of the football team, a date which had been arranged prior to her rapid descent on the hottie-scale. Sitting in a chilly doctor’s office months ago, she would never have thought that would happen! Who could have guessed a cold butt and a desperate plea would lead to this? Of course, now she was worried that the guy would be ogling the other beautiful girls at the dance while she was left in the background of his mind.

She felt her skin tingle with a flush of arousal and knew even before she heard the knock on her bedroom door that Amanda had arrived.

*Knock, knock, knock*

Grinning in amusement at her early-Amanda-alert system, she attempted to glide to the door, only to stumble into it at the last moment, losing her balance in the heels that looked so nice but were hell to actually walk in.

Breathless from her near fall, she pulled open the door, her eyes lighting with recognition as Amanda’s divine visage came into view. She could never seem to grow accustomed to just how beautiful Amanda had become, even knowing that her incomparably sexy body was simply the Goddess’ way of dressing down to hang out with mortals like her.

“Hi, Amanda,” she heard a husky tone enter her own voice. She couldn’t help it. Amanda’s presence generated amorous feelings in anyone she was near, even in her subdued state. As good as Amanda believed her control to be, she inadvertently allowed a bit of overwhelming sex appeal to escape her curvaceous form on a regular basis. The girl managed to leak more desirability by accident than Rachael could muster when she tried her hardest!

“Hi, Rache.” The golden-haired goddess floated through the doorway, her feet never touching the ground when she was in private. “Can you believe we’re actually looking forward to homecoming this year? And look at your bad self, snagging a quarterback even…” She nudged Rachael’s shoulder.

“Well, since the school’s resident Goddess was taken, what was the poor boy to do?” Rachael shrugged, giving the girl a crooked smile. “Fortunately for poor little Rick, I was there to comfort him. And fortunately for me, I netted him before your chem lab gag really got going. I think Veronica might be a little jealous, though.” Rachael winked.“Anyway, enough about me. What does Chad think of the new you?”

“He loves being the boyfriend of a goddess, I think.” Amanda gave Rachael a knowing look from under her long lashes, biting her plump lip to stifle her excitement. “But I’ve been saving myself for homecoming, so I guess we’ll both find out tonight…”

Rachael looked her friend over. Amanda looked both refined and sexy in her floor-length gown, diamond stud earrings and a diamond tennis bracelet providing only the slightest hint of the staggering opulence of her true, impossibly exquisite beauty. And it was fair to say nobody wore stilettos like Amanda. Even when her feet did touch the ground, her calves were incredible.

Her dress was open on the sides, scandalous in the amount of skin it showed, the front and back connected only by a handful of straps. It was far too sexy to pass the dress code for the school dance, but nobody would dare challenge Amanda. The thought would never even cross their minds. Being God had its perks, superseding the school dress code being chief among them.

Rachael had to admit Amanda’s restraint after becoming all-powerful had been more than a little amazing. It had probably been for the best that she had been the one to drink the more-Caley-than-Caley potion. But sometimes she still daydreamed...

“Oh, Rache, I’m finally returning that thing I borrowed...”

Rachael cocked her head, startled out of her reverie by Amanda’s matter-of-fact statement. What thing was the girl talking about? Amanda wasn’t carrying anything, not even a handbag. But her friend was looking at her intently. Rachael felt a faint tingle, her legs stretching upward in that magic way, her pert breasts straining gently against the already tight fabric of her black dress.

“Wha…?” Rachael said, twisting her upper half to get a better look at what was changing.

Amanda flashed a knee-weakeningly brilliant smile that seemed to make the rest of the room dim in comparison.

“You know—” Amanda leaned in to whisper in her friend’s ear, “A dose strong enough to make you twice as glorious as angelic Caley, at least according to Chad.”

Rachael gaped at her in shock. “‘You got him to make another dose…?”

“It’s already trickling into your veins. But you’ll get it slowly, so it takes until midnight to get the full effect, Cinderella.” She pulled away with a musical laugh. “That ‘poor boy’ you’re dating won’t mind dancing with the most hyper-sexy goddess in the school, will he?” she asked, her face a mask of feigned innocence, her long lashes blinking coquettishly.

Rachael’s head swiveled, her eyes flying to the mirror, knowing that by midnight the pretty young woman in its reflection would be no more than an ugly duckling compared to the swan she was about to become. So, she would surpass what Amanda usually allowed herself to look like? To go well beyond even Caley’s irresistible final level?

Rachael began to hyperventilate in excitement. Amanda was offering to make her the single most beautiful woman on Earth! She wasn’t about to become a mere swan; she’d be more like a Swan-Goddess! Tears welled in her eyes as she ran to her friend, flinging her arms around Amanda.

“Thank you so much, Amanda!” A shimmering tear sent a streak of mascara down her already perfect complexion. “This is going to be the best homecoming dance EVER!”

Amanda shared another radiant smile, thrilled at her friend’s excited gratitude. “‘Team Goddess’ wouldn’t be complete without you.”

***

They met Chad in the quad after the big game, ready to start the evening’s festivities.

“Where’s Caley?” he asked as his eyes drank in the sinuous curves filling out Amanda’s luxurious gown. She was showing off. More than usual.

Rachael gave him a look. “Word is, she and Mr. Matthews…” She trailed off, glancing around to ensure no unwanted ears were near. Seeing his furrowed brows, she wiggled her eyebrows emphatically.

Realization dawned on Chad’s features.

“Ahhhh... I see.”

Rick, the quarterback, came up to Rachael, an awed look in his eyes as Chad stepped out of the way.

“Rachael… you look…” His hungry eyes conveyed the sentiment far better than did his mouth.

Rachael licked her lips in satisfaction before shooting Amanda a look of gratitude, who nodded back to her, beaming. Her ‘poor boy’ was already salivating, but he had no idea how good she’d look by midnight. Rick gallantly pinned a corsage to her dress before offering his arm. She took it, pulling him eagerly toward the dance floor.

Amanda gracefully draped a slender arm over Chad’s shoulder, behind his neck, pressing her perfect body to his, eliciting a gulp that was audible even over the dance music.

“I... I’ve been having dreams about you. All week. The kind that…”

“I know.” She smiled like the Cheshire cat. “Remember what I told you two weeks ago, Chad?” Chad had to strain to hear her over the thumping music in the gym. Or was that his heartbeat? He wasn’t sure. Distracted, his brows furrowed as he tried to recall her words.

“What was it?” Chad asked as Amanda guided him to the dance floor, flowing over the floor in a graceful glide even as she began to undulate her body against him, echoing the beat of the music.

“Remember when I told you that I wanted to go to Homecoming with someone? I told you that I wanted to dress up. I told you that I wanted to be pretty, to be desired.” She seemed to relish that last word, not wanting to let it leave her luscious lips, as her tongue lingered behind her perfect lower teeth.

“I told you my dreams,” she said softly, her lips barely moving as her body seemed to swell against his. “And you made them come true…”

Amanda’s lips sought his kiss as her body moved toward his with a languid lean, as if she cherished every moment of this moment with the object of her longtime crush. The rest of the world seemed to fall away, spinning into a colorful blur, as Amanda’s lips touched Chad’s, their plush softness pulsing thrills through his body to reverberate in his very soul. All that existed were her lips. Her hands. Her body. Slender arms wrapped around him and lifted him as if he weighed no more than her backpack. Then she rose to a tiptoe, effortlessly curling her foot into a point like a ballerina. Finally, she left the ground behind altogether, holding them both a single inch above the dance floor.

Chad looked down for a moment before his eyes snapped back to hers filled with wonder. She placed a slender finger over her lips, her eyes dancing with delight. His eyes softened, his lips forming a sly smile. This would be their little secret.

Chad felt Amanda’s body press against his, his arm cinching around her tiny waist, feeling the outward flow of her divine ass, the heat of her upper thighs as they moved against his. Every part of her felt soft but firm, sculpted yet silky, her body molding to his as if it were meant to connect with his alone.

The sensations were overwhelming. Distracting. Desire coursed through Chad as if delivered in ocean waves. The pleasure of being embraced by this glorious goddess making him shudder with excited anticipation. Amanda smiled to herself, amused by his adorable little fetish. Just wait until she really got started! She’d have to be careful not to break him! She cloaked her full seductive power with an iron will, mastering her own urges to simply ravish him on the spot, determined to make her ‘thank you’ to Chad last. Hopefully, for hours.

Amanda smirked, suppressing her eagerness to get back to her original plan. She wanted to start the evening’s ‘thank you’ with a little upgrade. Even through his euphoric daze, Chad felt his sleeves tighten and his chest bulge outward, causing Amanda’s breasts to push into him that much more firmly inside the steel coil of her slender-but-sculpted arms.

Amanda watched Chad’s jaw become manlier, his cheekbones becoming prominent and chiseled. His hair seemed to thicken and shimmer. She ran her fingers down his back as sinew swelled beneath his skin. Her sleek stomach slid against his muscled torso as his abs cobbled into steel bricks against her. She could feel their protruding forms even through his shirt and her dress.

“Let’s dance,” she offered breathily, more turned on than she cared to admit by her boyfriend’s newly sexified body. But she could wait to taste his hot skin until later…

...Or so she thought.

She managed to resist devouring her succulent date for two whole songs, but now she could deny her need no longer. In plain sight of everyone, she hugged him and floated into the warm, humid air. As their classmates looked on in astonishment, she flew right out through a conveniently open skylight, leaving a chorus of stunned gasps behind. Then, with their bodies entwined, her lips plastered kisses all over Chad’s face with urgent passion. She crushed the hastily built patch on the school roof, broke the concrete of the repaired second floor hallway with the light flick of a single extended toe, and floated down to her favorite place in the whole school: the ‘haunted’ chem lab where she’d become a superwoman and so many other girls had come to receive her blessing.

Amanda had allowed herself to become steadily stronger as she and Chad had danced, teasing him with little displays of strength throughout her slow transformation into the kind of supersexy superwoman Chad loved best. He registered a twinge of pain as the now fully-enhanced Super Amanda smashed him against the chalkboard at the front of the room without either of them ever touching the floor, his broad back and athletic butt smearing the long-forgotten formulas as his date ravished him with an urgency that took his breath away.

Amanda ground her invulnerable body into his, looking up at his now 6’2” form with large, beautiful eyes an instant before she lowered her gaze. Twin crimson beams erupted from her azure irises, slashing open the front of his pants. Amanda pinned him to the wall with a gentle telekinetic touch, then knelt in front of him, her face conspicuously level with the hard cock that was suddenly revealed after she blew his boxers off with a short puff of super breath.

Eyes never leaving his, she took a polished nail and ran it beneath his aroused member. She felt him shudder under the lightness of her touch. She instinctively knew how to please any man better than anyone on Earth…

...and she was only getting started.

She had talents to match her matchless body. She knew everything that he wanted, including needs he wasn’t even aware of, himself. It didn’t hurt that she had molded her body to align with his deepest fantasies either. But she was hardly content to stop there. She had begun to ease gradually toward the utter, soul-crushing perfection of her true form.

She was grateful to Chad. He had helped her, quite literally making her dreams come true—even her impossible dreams of flying—and she wanted to show him how very much it meant to her.

She licked naturally ruby lips, digging her fingers into his hips as she felt his body heat rise. She neared his quivering erection, feeling his helpless eyes gazing down on her from above. Amanda shot him a dazzling smile before her expression turned serious, her gorgeous eyes focusing intently on his engorged manhood.

Breathing a steamy breath over Chad’s tip, she watched in satisfaction as a shudder rolled through his hyper-aroused body. Wiggling her fingers into place, she touched her lips softly to his tip, opening her mouth to let just a bit of teeth touch.

Flicking her tongue outward, she tasted salty heat, shivering as she swirled the evidence of his welling arousal into her salivating mouth. Ooooh, she thought. He’s really ready. But the news was unwelcome, causing Amanda to pout for a brief moment. This was going to be over far too soon if she didn’t slow down. One of these days, she would have to see what would happen if she held nothing back. It would probably be short. And messy.

But that was not what tonight would be. Tonight would be something special. Something amazing.

She had always had a soft spot for Rachael’s brother. For the first time since her final ascension, she wanted their lovemaking to be as superhumanly overwhelming as Chad’s many, many fantasies about her. More, even, if she could manage it.

She slithered her fingers over his hips, her palms touching the bones just under his skin, she pressed forward, knowing she would have to hold them incredibly tightly as she continued her erotic art. She needed precision, and wild thrashing could blunt her effectiveness. She withdrew her teeth. They would be too much to make it last, to make it memorable. And she wanted to make it memorable for him, something he would never forget. So she used just her soft, voluptuous lips.

Amanda slid down his length in a slow, deliberate push. She couldn’t help but use her tongue, undulating it to roll brief moments of pressure but following each with  brief moments of release all the way down. Every press of her rocking tongue was the slightest bit harder, building in intervaled intensity that was just enough to bring him closer to the brink of indescribable ecstasy without actually pushing him over its dizzying cliff.

When she reached his base, his member grinding into the back of her throat, she sensed he was about to climax. Quickly, she rose back up, releasing the pressure from her mouth, letting only the pillowy touch of her luscious lips glide back over his vibrating cock.

Chad moaned as Amanda shrugged away an errant lock of her luxurious platinum tresses, shaking it back into place so as to allow her to continue her work uninhibited. Suddenly, she nearly laughed, her lips still enveloping his aching shaft. Amanda realized that these sorts of petty annoyances were for mortals. With little more than a thought, her silken mass of shifting gold braided itself into a neatly elegant French braid, bound tightly to the back of her head.

Who knew that Elsa cosplay would come in handy for this?! she thought, unable to help a muffled laugh this time.

Chad groaned, the fingers of his pinned hands clenching and relaxing repeatedly. Amanda looked up, her lover’s distress causing her to forget her silly mental jokes, returning her focus to pleasuring him.

Her hands searching further around his muscular body, the tips of Amanda’s fingers felt Chad’s glutes tighten as he became more aroused. She needed to slow it down even more. To draw out his pleasure. She wanted him to whimper in excruciating ecstasy before she was done with him. She wanted him to scream her name. Only then would she know that she had succeeded.

Not too much.Not too soon, she repeated in her mind like a mantra. Involving her tongue once again, she kept its touch light this time, swirling more than pressing, feeling Chad’s body grow taut under her fingers, knowing she was driving him crazy with need.

“Unnnnghhh…” Chad moaned. “Amanda… how are… you…?”

Amanda flicked her eyes upward, seeing Chad’s face screwed up in enraptured sensation. His eyes were squeezed shut, the tendons in his neck visible, his lips contorted as if he were in agony. The young goddess’ eyes glimmered delightedly as she saw his reaction. She couldn’t reply to his words verbally, but then, she didn’t really need to.

Gliding her lips downward, then up once again, she began to massage the tense muscles of his hips. She could feel him begin to relax, then quickly re-tense whenever she chose to give him a little scrape of her teeth or wiggle of her tongue.

As she reached his apex a third time, she pulled her lips from his cock, giving her shoulders a brief shimmy to cause the top of her gown to loosen and slide an extra inch down her large, succulent breasts. She watched Chad’s eyes open a sliver, curious why she had stopped. They quickly widened as they peered into her cleavage, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.

Suddenly thinking of a new idea, Amanda flashed him a nefarious smile, then removed her hands from his hips to pull down her dress even further. Gazing into his questioning eyes, she pressed her creamy cleavage into his throbbing member, pressing her buxom breasts into him as she rose his quivering length.

Chad gasped, his eyes crushing shut even harder than before, a whimper of desperation escaping his trembling lips. “My… God…” he whispered shakily.

Amanda smiled, kissing his cobbled stomach as she rose, leaning forward to place more pressure on his engorged member.

“Unnnnngghghh,” Chad moaned again, his panting intensifying, his arms and legs shifting slightly against the whiteboard as he attempted to withstand the waves of sensual pleasure that Amanda was delivering into his writhing body.

Amanda placed her palms on his abdomen, digging her fingers into his firm bricks of muscle as she lowered her mouth to his tip once again. She smiled ever so slightly as he filled her mouth. She couldn’t help but push out her lower jaw to press her bottom teeth in the lightest, gentlest contact with his sensitive flesh she could manage, dragging them downward to his hilt, reversing course the instant she met his lower abdomen. She bit down just a touch harder as she rose once again, increasing the contact as she rose again.

Oops! That may have been too much! Amanda thought as his stomach clenched under her hands. She removed her lips at the top once again, glancing upward. His head had tilted back, mouth wide. He could no longer watch her little show, just feel her smoldering strokes. Like a sensual shark circling its immobile prey, she could actually sense the electricity of desire flowing through him, watching the sparks flare and scatter within him as her dazzlingly white teeth gave him another light nip.

She had progressed too quickly again; she had wanted to make it last at least another stroke, but he was too far gone now for that to happen. She could feel the rumble of imminent climax within his hard muscles.

On to the fireworks then…

She lowered her hands to the front of his hips, gripping him harder with her small hands, kneading his flexors with her thumbs. She orchestrated a  sumptuous massage of his erogenous zones as she gripped him in her teeth from above and below, forcing her hot tongue against his suddenly still flesh as hard as she could, pushing every bit of the attraction she felt for him into the single act.

“Gaaahhhhhh….!” Chad screamed, his body erupting in an orgasmic explosion. His fingers dug into his palms, his powerful quads clenched, his member blasting his seed between Amanda’s hungry lips. “Amanda!!!!”

That was that cry she had been waiting for, her heart thrilling as he heard him scream her name. This was the aching moan of pure, unadulterated need that she had hoped to achieve. She could feel his hips buck in involuntary spasms as she reached his hilt once again. She rolled her tongue from bottom to top in time with his surging orgasm. She tasted his heat as it splashed into her open mouth. She relished the taste, the happy ending for this chapter in her life’s fairytale. She used her tongue to milk him, feeling wave after wave of clenching, sucking, aching pleasure roll through his uncontrollable body. Coaxing the last of his gift from his tip with teeth and tongue, she finally released him. A shining thread of saliva reached from manhood to mouth momentarily until it finally fell away.

Amanda uncoiled her long limbs, her head rising the length of his body. She ground her full breasts over quads, cock and abs as she stood, seeing a pained expression cross Chad’s breathless face with the contact, his body still in the final throes of his orgasm as his hips continued to rock against her divine body. She trailed kisses over his stomach and chest, the plump, fleshy surface of her lips scented with the salty heat of his recent climax. As she reached her full height, she lifted off the ground, tilting her lips upward to find his mouth, devouring it in passion.

Her own desire rising, Amanda released Chad from the wall, her legs entwining with his as she ascended, taking him with her. Their bodies crushed together, she performed a slow aerial twirl, knocking glassware and books to the floor.

Her hands roamed Chad’s strong back as she ran the curved arch of her foot along the outside of his lower leg. Chad’s eyes, previously attempting to re-open, clamped shut as a fresh round of sensations attacked his dizzied mind. She could feel moisture trickling down her inner thigh, as she thought about what she was doing to the poor boy. With spellbinding beauty and a thousand lifetime’s knowledge of the sensual arts at her disposal, she wanted to leave him breathless and burning for her. She knew that she had already achieved it once. It only served to make her want to do it again.

As Amanda leaned in, moving her tantalizing lips to the sensitive flesh of his neck, her nubile body slid against his in a sensual act of torturous temptation. She undulated her hips to bring him back to life, giving his neck a light bite, enjoying the feeling of making him squirm. She readied herself for round two of her enthralling, sweltering thank you, her curvaceous body trapping Chad horizontally against another wall several feet above the floor. They rolled over each other, bodies writhing in unison, climbing the wall as their lips tasted each other’s flesh.  Amanda’s toe caught and tore a periodic table of elements poster off the wall as they twisted around each other in an endless display of needy passion.

As they reached the ceiling, Amanda’s silky calves slithering around the back of his legs pulling Chad’s manhood into her. Amanda shivered with the deliciousness of the  pain as she experienced a man penetrating her for the first time. Chad bore deeper within the virgin goddess, making her throat rumble in a sultry moan.

“This is my first time, you know,” she whispered as her moan finally abated, her voice breathy as her fingers explored the ridges of his bare back.

The words seemed to excite her lover, Chad’s body growing taut as he plunged deeper inside her. Amanda gasped, her teeth clenching as she felt him grind into the sensitive walls of her canal. Amanda’s voice strained, becoming a raspy velvet as she completed her verbalization between pants, thighs tensing around Chad’s determined hips. “I’ve only... ever been... with you.”

The golden goddess gasped, sensations she had never before felt convulsing the muscles of her inner body. Craving more of this mysterious pleasure, a pulse of wild energy slipped the leash of her weakening control. The virile cock responsible for her delight expanded within her, suddenly impaling her deepest reaches, growing half again larger in both length and girth.

“Omigod,” Amanda gasped breathily. “Fuck me, Chad. Please...”

Chad shuddered as he heard the words that somehow, impossibly, made his enormous member even harder. Pride and elation filled him. This glorious angel, a literal goddess, could have anyone. But she had chosen him to be her first. He was humbled, honored to be the only man to ever make love to the most beautiful—and powerful—woman in existence.

Amanda’s lips, hands, fingers, and teeth seemed to envelop him in unending bliss. Their bodies twisted, clenching and arching at the top of the room sending chunks of plaster and drywall careening to the floor. Amanda coaxed unimaginable pleasure out of him with her writhing, divine body.

Chad thrust into Amanda’s sleek form with everything he had. Again and again, thrilling in the feel of her clutching fingers as they dug into his moist, glistening skin.

As he thundered his epic length completely into her for a final time, he felt the trembling response of her silky legs, gripping him hard from behind. The quiver within her womb seemed to gain intensity as he crashed into her taut depths, her sculpted arms tightening over his masculine body with urgent need as they both erupted in fervent screams of carnal ecstasy.

Fireworks flashed through Amanda’s vision as she felt herself filled to bursting, her body squeezing his, molding itself to his manhood, merging their two bodies into one. Primal urges bucked her hips into his, punctuating his massive thrust with rapturous bursts of nearly unbearable pleasure.

“Aaaaaaaaaagggh!!!!” Amanda screamed. Minor simultaneous earthquakes occurred in nine places around the globe. On distant Mars, molten lava suddenly erupted from the peak of Olympus Mons for the first time in millions of years, but surely that was coincidence?

Lost in the throes of orgasmic rapture, Amanda lost her grasp on the mask concealing her full goddesshood. Her body grew as she screamed her fulfillment, her shapely legs adding devastatingly sexy inches as she grew taller than him. Her ultra-succulent body radiated preposterous levels of sensual deliciousness, surrounding Chad with pure, unadulterated feminine power.

As the couple came down from their first shared climax, Amanda guided Chad’s hands down the voluptuous slopes of her still-undulating hips, introducing him to bliss never before felt by a human body. The young goddess used her powers to prevent his mind from exploding as his heartbeat fluttered with room-rattling crescendos of erotic need. She continued to pile ecstasy upon ecstasy, wielding her body like a sexual weapon, doing things to him no other woman ever could.

She was devastating in the totality of her concupiscent domination, basking in the joy of sexual conquest, torturing him with exquisite ecstasy that could only be delivered by her impossibly perfect body.

When she finally brought the firestorm of frenzied spasming to an end, Chad was completely spent. His body limp, his mind  barely functioning, Chad dropped to the floor after his seventeenth climax of the night. The first rays of dawn lit the classroom as Amanda gazed down at her boyfriend’s lifeless slumber, smiling as her first tryst had reached as epic a conclusion as she’d hoped.

“What a way to lose my virginity,” the goddess whispered with a contented sigh, twirling a lock of golden hair as it glowed in the sun’s gathering rays.