"So." A wry smile crossed Naomi's features as her head tilted down, allowing eyes with a wicked glint to poke up over her shades. "Guess it's a good thing I'm the fastest girl alive."
Rachel's hair was blown up by the gust of wind that followed Naomi's sudden departure, the blur of her speedy form zipping up the stairs to the newly-minted superwoman's bedroom. All the potential issues she had vocalized flashed in the teen's head - and were promptly ignored as she floated inside, closed the door, and hurried up the stairs. This day was turning into a long string of dreams come true, from finally having her own powers, to Naomi being into her, to kissing her favorite speedster, and now Naomi's eagerness to make her a woman. If the price she had to pay was a stern talking-to and a brief grounding, then Rachel considered it a bargain.
The door was wide open by the time she got up to her room, and the sight that greeted her made the tall girl's heart skip more than a few beats. Truth be told, she had probably spent way too much time imagining Naomi in her underwear, but fantasy couldn't possibily compare to the reality of it as Naomi laid there, leaning on one elbow with nothing but a sports bra and matching underwear adorning her highly athletic body. Now more than ever, it was evident that her longtime crush was bottom heavy sort of girl - bordering on flat-chested, especially compared to Rachel's newly-enhanced assets, but those long, powerful legs had been honed into masterpieces by years of superspeed running. That was to say nothing of her welcoming thighs, or that superhumanly toned butt on display as she rolled onto her front, both legs raised seductively as she grinned at Rachel.
Naturally, her first instinct was to start trying to rip off her skimpy new costume - and it was here that the problems began. Her outfit was sexy as hell, sure, perfectly showing off her best enhanced features... it just happened to also be a nightmare to try and get out of, as all the openings and byzantine ways of trying to keep it secure threw Rachel for one loop after another. Naomi giggled with amusement as she watched the struggle unfold, even clapping a little bit as Rachel tried to rip the costume off outright, only for the highly durable superdex to snap back and smack her in the face. Finally, after what felt like a solid five minutes, she managed to get herself all the way out of the getup, her boots quickly being tossed off as well.
Naomi rolled over onto her back as Rachel floated over, licking her lips at the other girl's full nude form. Some confidence was surging forward by the time she lowered herself down on top of her girlfriend, leaning in to resume making out with her as they'd been doing on the porch. This lasted for maybe ten seconds before Naomi was pushing her back, the expression of excitement turing to a wince of pain. "Um, hey, you're... you are... really heavy..."
Oh shit. Right. Hyper-dense muscles and six-foot-six, that... that came with a whole lot of weight. "Sorry, sorry sorry," she apologized meekly as she floated back up. "Should I just... stay in the air, or-"
"No, just uh, like this-" She grunted as she pushed Rachel off to the side, nudging her to roll around as she readjusted her own position. After a few moments of realinging, the flying brick of a teen came to rest on her back, her speedster girlfriend quickly crawling over to straddle her. "Okay, much better," Naomi said with a sigh of relief. She was back into sexy mode right away, and this time it was serious - she went so far as to take off her shades and set them on the nightstand, her almond-colored eyes staring right into Rachel's bright blue peepers as one hand each came to rest on her massive mammaries.
She squeezed, drawing a soft moan out of Rachel, but this wasn't Naomi's primary tactic. Instead, the newly superhuman girl found a shock traveled up her spine as the speedster suddenly began to vibrate her hands at a speed that was nearly supersonic. Moans turned into shocked cries of ecstacy as her massive mounds jiggled themselves into a blur, hands grabbing handfuls of the bedsheet and her back arcing, legs bending and pressing down hard upon the bed. Seeing this, Naomi removed her last vestiges of clothing in a millisecond flat, before resuming her vibrational stimulation while at the same time pressing her groin up against Rachels'.
Unfortunately, the superteen's back-arching and downward force was just a bit too much for the platform of their copulation. With a crack, the bedframe broke beneath them, all excitement being suddenly sucked out as the bed bowed and gave way. Both girls yelped as they dropped, ripped out of their ministrations by the suddeness of it; they were still panting and confused for several moments afterwards, Rachel groggily pushing herself up to make sure that Naomi was okay. She didn't seem hurt at all...
But Veronica was leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed in front of her - and she didn't exactly look to be thrilled.