“That was…wow. I mean just…wow,” Brenda said. Over an hour had passed, and despite Tiffani’s best efforts to make it all about Brenda’s pleasure, Brenda could not help herself and they spent the last ten minutes scissoring. Brenda felt like she could go on forever, but Tiffani clearly needed a break, so she feigned exhaustion.
Tiffany took a drink from the bottle of water on the bedside table. “Do you feel adequately worshiped?” she teased.
“If that’s what church was like, I wouldn’t have quit after confirmation,” Brenda said.
Tiffany seemed to want to snuggle, and she cuddled close to Brenda. “You’re bigger,” she noted, hefting one of Bredna’s breasts. Even with two hands, she couldn’t cover the surface. “They’re like the size of my head!” She seemed delighted at the prospect and started to play with Bredna’s thick nipple.
Tiffany’s touch revved Brenda’s motor, and she was instantly ready for another round, but she had too many questions. She sprang out of bed, eliciting a startled cry from Tiffani.
“You’re taller too! Like…seven feet. No! Your feet aren’t on the ground! Brend, you’re flying!”
Shocked, Brenda looked down. Sure enough, her feet were floating a good foot above the carpeting. This still meant that she had added about four inches to her height, but…flying! She found that with concentration, she could move herself around the room, much to Tiffani’s delight. She squealed and clapped like a schoolgirl.
“That’s so amazing! I’m so jealous! What does it feel like?”
“Pretty fucking amazing. Like I’m floating in water with total control of my movement.”
“How fast can you go?”
“We won’t know until we’re outside, but I don’t feel like there’s much of a speed limit.”
“We have to go show the others!”
Brenda agreed, and she pulled her clothes back on. They were quite tight now and only emphasized her new height and curves. Then, she drifted down the hallway to the den. The door was closed, and on the other side, she could hear Shannon moaning in pleasure. Brenda blushed and started to turn away when Tiffani gave her a playful shove into the door. Brenda’s balance was off and her strength had been enhanced. The poor door never stood a chance and Brenda tumbled into the room, landing with a thud on the hardwood floor.
Shannon was beside her, completely naked, grinning like an idiot. She was squirming on the floor as if she were in the throes of ecstasy.
“I’m sorry,” Brenda stammered, flushing at Tiff’s laughter. “I didn’t mean to…”
Suddenly, Brenda could hear Meiko laugh, too, though she was nowhere to be seen. Shannon laughed again and reached down to rest her hand on something unseen just above her moist sex.
“She’s invisible!” Shannon cried. A second later, Brenda felt her sweater-bound left breast get honked by an invisible hand. She yelped and sat up.
“That’s so cool!” Tiffany cried. “You two are like superheroes!” (Brenda noted that the old Tiff turned her nose up at anything vaguely related to fantasy, sci-fi, or superheroes).
A naked Meiko returned to view. “I wasn’t sure what to expect,” she said, still grinning, “but this is pretty neat.”
“You’re also taller,” Brenda observed. Sure enough, Meiko would later discover that she was not about 5’8”, having gained about as much height as Brenda.
Now feeling exposed, Shannon gathered her clothes, but Meiko felt comfortable leaving her glorious naked body on full display. “So Shannon and I were discussing the future,” she said. “Superpowers definitely change the conversation, but there are some fundamentals we want to share with you, and hear your thoughts on.”