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Oh My Goddess!


(Ff, Mf, humil, changed into object, caution)

Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations.

(c) 2002 Couture


"Hello, Helen, welcome to forever."

The young woman's eyes fluttered open, wondering just what the hell Ann was talking about. And more importantly how did Ann get here anyway, when she was supposed to be running from the galactic police for sabotaging the A.I.

"What? What's going on?" Helen pushed Ann away. She may have worked with her, but she certainly didn't like the woman. She scared her. And when the United Planet Council of Science got a copy of her report, she thought that was the last she would ever hear from her former supervisor.

"Why, you're here, in *my* world."

'Jesus Christ.' Helen looked in Ann's looming eyes and realized the woman believed it. She was always disturbed. A genius, but disturbed. When Helen found out what the woman was up to with the A.I., she reported her. At first, she let it slide when she thought Ann was trying to find a cure for her cancer. That was something she could understand, but not the other.

"What the-" Helen looked down, seeing her pale freckle- covered body, and realized she was naked. Covering her nakedness with her hands, she got off the examination table and dashed for the door, away from this mad woman.

She turned the handle vainly. She was trapped. 'What's this on my neck?' she wondered. Her hand traced the outline and she realized it was a leather collar.

The young red-head renewed her struggles with the door. "Let me go goddamnit!" she screamed, her hands pounding uselessly on the door. Her young curves bulged in all the right places during her struggles.

The door dilated as if it hadn't been locked at all. Helen ran through it only to find that she was back in the lab again. That shouldn't happen. It was against the laws of physics.

"What's going on?" she asked, wondering if she was going mad too.

"Well, Helen, when you reported me to the U.P., you signed my death warrant. Without the A.I., my cancer was terminal. So, I did what any rational person would do in my circumstance," Ann said. "I stole it."

"But you couldn't," Helen said. "It's too big. We were told you sabotaged it."

"Poor Ann, always thinking so small. I only needed the good stuff. The gel column matrix was all that was necessary. With the processor I could build another interface."

"But, without the SIM, it wouldn't have worked."

"Yes, you're right, but I created my own SIM, and what better SIM than me. What other SIM would try as hard to save me as my own consciousness."

"Th-there's never been a human SIM. It's impossible."

"Oh, it's possible all right," Ann said. "I'm living proof. I *am* the SIM and while I tried my best to save my human counterpart, the medical resources were too few off planet and I didn't have enough time to manufacture my own. The human Ann died due to your interference."

Helen knees shook with fear. This was worse than she ever imagined, but something even worse niggled at the edge of her mind. "H-How am I here?"

"Well, when Ann died, I no longer had a purpose, and I was off planet without any means of communication. At first, I thought I was going to go mad with boredom. Actually, I did go mad for awhile, screaming, yelling, and haunted by phantoms of my own creation. It was the phantoms that saved me. I realized that if I could create the phantoms, I could create anything." Ann said. "A whole world of my own imagination was easy enough. The enemy responsible for my death was even easier."

Helen sat down. Her world - Ann's world was spinning. "Then that means . . . I'm not real."

Helen watched as Ann picked up a black whip from the table that wasn't there before. She uncoiled it, and sent the tip of it toward Helen's breast. It contacted with a loud crack, causing Helen's to scream in pain. Helen looked down and watched helplessly as a dark red welt developed on her ivory skin.

"Hmmmm. . . you seem real enough to me," Ann said. The whip disappearing back to the ether from which it appeared.

The welt, pain, and tears seemed real enough to Helen too. Her mind racing, she could only think of two solutions out of her predicament. She willed for a whip of her own with all her being. It didn't appear.

"Sorry, dear," Ann said. "But, you'll find that I am the only one that can do that. The only powers you have are the ones that I give you."

There was only one other alternative left open to Helen. "Please," she begged, getting down on her knees. "Wish me away."

"Oh no my dear that is quite impossible," Ann said. "You see, I don't have to worry about aging or death anymore. The only thing I have to worry about is boredom. And you my dear will provide me with countless years of enjoyment."

Helen decided to take matters into her own hands, and with mascara trailing down her checks in long dark streams, Helen picked up the letter opener from the desk and drove it through her stomach. 'I've won,' she thought when it went through.

Too late, she realized that the hole in her chest bigger than a knife wound and she didn't feel any pain. 'What happened, and why is everything so big?' she wondered.

She saw Ann reach down and remove the letter opener from her chest. Curious there wasn't any blood on it.

"I'm afraid you won't be dying anytime soon. You'll live for eons, just like me. It's the least I could do for the woman who made this all possible."

Ann's clothing disappeared and she idly, traced her body with the tip of the letter opener. She caught Helen staring. "You like," Ann asked turning around.

'No, I don't like,' Helen tried to say, but couldn't. If the woman was the God here, the least she could do was do something about her appearance. Who would want to be fifty, with graying hair, cellulite, and have stretch marks on her stomach and large pendulous breasts?

Helen watched helplessly, as Ann somehow picked her up and then somehow stepped inside of her. Her mind shouted out the impossibility of what her eyes were seeing as she slowly slid up Ann's short pudgy legs. 'No!' she tried to shout as her face was pressed home to her final destination, her former boss's dark wiry-haired crotch. 'Anything but that.'

Ann looked down at her new panties that had formerly been Helen and smiled. On the crotch of the panties was a cartoon-like caricature of Helen's face, grimacing in disgust as she tried to turn away. However, it was nothing more than an image, a representation of the Helen's face which was helplessly facing the direction of Ann's cunt.

"If you could only see the look on your face Helen," Ann giggled. "Why I do believe it is making me hot."

And though she didn't have a nose, she could smell the obvious scent of Ann's arousal.

A tear dropped down the panties cartoon-like face.

"Aw, don't be like that Helen," Ann said. She poked a finger at the mouth of face and pushed it into the cleft of her sex. "That's a girl. Give Goddess a kiss."

Helen was helpless to stop as her tongue was forced out of her mouth and into her nemesis's sex. She could feel the horrid scent and odor penetrate the fiber of her being.

Ann pulled the mouth from her crotch and laughed as Helen's face winced in anguish and attempted to spit out the taste from her mouth.

"Hee-hee," Ann laughed. "Why, I didn't know you were a lesbian Helen. Don't worry, there'll be plenty of time to lick my pussy later, but right now I want some dick."

There was a knocking at the door of the lab. "I wonder who that could be?" Ann asked Helen, in a voice that suggested she already knew the answer to her question. To the person behind the door: "Come on in, sweetie."

Helen heard the door slide open, but the only thing she could see was Ann's hairy crotch. She wondered if whoever it was could help her.

"Why, you'll never believe who just showed up, Helen," said Ann. "It's your husband, Jerry."

Helen struggled to scream or even to move. She had to do something to warn her husband about this evil woman. If he couldn't save her, at least he could save himself.

"Hey, Jerry," Ann said. "You're looking very handsome today. I was wondering if a handsome guy like you would like to fuck my hot - wet - pussy."

"More than anything," Jerry said, his voice thick with passion.

Ann laid back in the chair she was sitting in, resting her thighs on the armrests of the chair. "Come on then stud, give it a good fuck."

Jerry walked over to Ann, stripping his clothes as he crossed the room. He knelt between her widespread legs and inhaled her musky scent. He looked at the caricature on the crotch of the panties and his expression grew puzzled.

"That looks like Ann," he said.

"Yes, it does. It certainly makes you feel naughty, doesn't it?"

"It feels weird. Her face looks almost like it would if she saw us together."

Ann grabbed Jerry by his thick member and pulled him to her sex. "I didn't bring you here for your conversational skills, I brought you here for this." She gave his cock a squeeze for emphasis.

Jerry grabbed her panties, but Ann stopped him. "No, leave them on," Ann said. "See, they're crotchless."

Jerry could have sworn there was no slit in the panties a few minutes ago, but he wasn't going to argue. Ann was the sexiest woman he had ever seen, and he felt compelled to have her. He placed the bulbous head of his cock through the slit in the panties and slid it home into Ann's deliciously tight cunt.

'Please don't do this honey,' Helen tried to scream. 'Don't you dare fuck this evil bitch. Not while I'm here. Please.'

Ann smiled as the caricature of Helen's eyes widened in shock as her husband's cock leapt out of her mouth and drug her lips along with it into Ann's very aroused sex. She grabbed Jerry's ass, urging him to thrust. "Stopping dicking around and fuck me. That's it fuck me hard you bastard and tell me you love me."

"I love you - I love you Ann. I love your breasts. I love your pussy. I love everything about you," Jerry cried as he plowed into Ann. His pubic bone slapped against her clit with every thrust. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass, and poor Helen had a front row seat so to speak. Judging by the defeated expression on her face, saying that she wasn't enjoying herself was an understatement.

"I'm cumming baby. Fuck me you fuck. Fill my pussy with your cum."

Jerry's toes curled as he came. It wasn't an ordinary cum either. The first blast held so much volume and power, it sprayed back on him. His mouth gaped, and tongue lolled out, as his balls pumped jet after jet of liquid pleasure from his body. He never felt such pleasure in all his life. He was instantly addicted.

He kissed Ann lovingly, and she milked his softening member with her talented pussy.

"That was a wonderful fuck, my stud," Ann said. "The first of many to come."

"Y-You were perfect," Jerry slurred.

"Of course I was," said Ann. "You can clean your cock on my panties before you go, if you want."

Jerry smeared the excess cum from his cock over the image of his wife's face. "Look, it almost looks like she is trying to move her face out of the way," Jerry said. "I could swear she's trying to say something."

Ann placed her and over her crotch, covering the face. "Why don't you go make us some breakfast? I'm hungry," she said.

"But, I don't know how to cook."

"I'm sure you'll do just fine," Ann said, and Jerry wondered how he knew how to make omelets. "Now run along."

After Jerry left, Ann willed the crotch back into the panties. She trailed her finger along the dejected image of Helen's pretty face. "We are going to have such fun you and I." She pressed her finger into Helen's mouth, in turn causing her mouth to press into the folds of Ann's sex, filling it with a mixture of her husband's cum and Ann's secretions."

Helen was helpless as she was assaulted by the horrible scent and taste. She did the only thing she could do. She told herself, ' love this - I love this,'over and over again. Knowing there was nothing she could do but learn to love it.

"Oh no, my dear, that won't do at all. You see, I can make you love it if I want."

Helen was suddenly overcome by a sense of awe. She was in the presence of her goddess. She was honored to drink her husband's nectar from her goddess' sex. There was no greater gift in the world. She was complete.

"Or I can even make you hate to love it."

Helen was filled with a sense of self-loathing, as her body refused to obey her. Her body loved the taste of Ann's sex as if were addicted to it. She even longed for it even though it was filled with her husband's creamy seed. 'What is wrong with me? Please let me stop?' she screamed inwardly.

"We can try all of them of course. We have eons, but right now I prefer the original."

Helen wished she could spit the vile fluid out. It was as if she were being filled up inside from the thick viscous liquid dripping from Ann's sex. She was helpless as Ann stood up and walked to the bathroom, each step sliding her face over the woman's filthy cunt. Helpless even as Ann sat down, pissed, and wiped off the excess with her panties.

Helen could feel herself changing again. 'Thank God that's over,' she thought, as she grew thicker. 'What a relief it will be to be able to move and speak again.'

"You mean Goddess, don't you?" Ann said. Helen realized with horror that even her thoughts could be read.

Ann smiled the smile only a powerful goddess can smile, as she looked at her former enemy. She could see Ann's tiny eyes dance around as the horrified woman tried to figure out what she had been changed into.

"Oh dear me," Ann said. "It must be time for my period."

'No-no-help me,' Helen's horrified face mouthed, after she saw the string and realized what she had been changed into.


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