Chapter 29
She sat on her couch, looking leisurefully divine in a flowing sundress. The mid-afternoon light shone in through the window onto her legs, which she pulled up against herself to give Brad a place to nestle. She stroked her fingertips along the little space between his ears, enjoying the feel of his velvety fur.
How could she have left me so easily?
It had been months since Lucia chose to stay with the goddesses at Astro-X, but knowing that she had lost her to them still weighed heavily upon Sibyl's heart. Lucia had told her that she loved her, that she was the centre of her life... and then in the blink of an eye their tie had been severed.
From a logical standpoint it made perfect sense. Early into their relationship they'd learned that the powerful feelings Sibyl instilled in her human companions was a biochemical reaction, spurred by their contact with and consumption of her ponderous and prodigious seed. The nectar of goddesses was addictive, and to taste it was to fall in love. It followed then that the other goddesses they had met at the Astro-X compound could do just the same. From the looks she'd seen her Lucia share with them before she left, there was no doubting that they already had, and in doing so had undone the exclusive bonds between she and herself.
But the feelings Sibyl had for Lucia were very real. She'd always loved her, always wanted her, long before she'd taken her new form as a goddess. Sibyl's heart was broken.
The front door opened and in strode Faith, bringing with her her refreshingly youthful energy. "Hi Sibyl," she sang.
Brad shot off the couch and ran to her feet, where he with a rapidly wagging tail placed his forepaws against her legs as he looked upwards.
"Ooh, hello big boy!" She picked up the little mutt and gave him a few loving cuddles before placing him back on the ground. Smiling contentedly, she returned her gaze to Sibyl and began to approach. "How are you doing?" Her tone had softened as she neared, for the hurt in Sibyl's eyes was well visible.
"Oh, I'm alright. Much better now that you're here."
Faith sat herself down against her and clutched her arm. "Are you still feeling sad about Lucia?"
Sibyl nodded.
She leaned in closer, offering a sweet kiss. Sibyl took one, and began to smile softly. "Mm... babe. But I do still have you... My angel."
"I love you Sibyl. You can count on me to be here for you."
Sibyl's hand slid down into the crook above Faith's waist, where her fingers graced her slim figure through her t-shirt before pulling her closer still. "And I love you too, baby... I'm so glad to have you."
Faith's childlike smile of delight grew. "And
I
love that you keep appreciating me! Unlike my old boyfriend."
Sibyl chuckled. How could she ever stop appreciating her, when with every day Faith's beauty was increasing? Her divine influence was bringing forth changes in her body, and by that time in their relationship it was definitely showing. The achingly attractive developments to her figure had seen Faith gaining more attention as a model, leading to higher profile opportunities in - to her chagrin - progressively sexier settings. She no longer needed her job at the lab. It wouldn't be long until Faith Summers became a household name.
"I have just the thing to make you feel better," the beauteous young lady said. She shifted to straddle Sibyl's lap and hold herself intimately close. "A little something I picked up at the mall today... Would you like to see?"
Sibyl glanced to the front door, where sat a pink and black bag from the very same lingerie store she had once despoiled (or graced, depending on one's perspective) during her earliest days as a goddess. "Oh, babe. I would very much like that."
"Okaay," she sang. She rose off of Sibyl's lap and skipped to the doorway, where she grabbed the little bag. "I'll be right back!"
***
Staring down into the rich dark brown of her cup of coffee, Lucia began to drift off. It was a mid-week mid-afternoon, and as she waited for a chemical analysis to finish her concentration was beginning to waver. No bother - when the process was complete an alert would chime, informing her whether or not that particular batch of Aerotian genetic samples, one of dozens, was viable for her use. She could afford to spend some time with her thoughts, which lingered dreamily on the experiences she'd recently had on those strange Mediterranean islands.
Despite the dullness of the moment she hadn't grown complacent at Astro-X. Far from it - Lucia absolutely loved her new life. The work she and Alene did was ground breaking, with almost every other day promising a new discovery. And
every
day promised pleasures, pleasures exceeding those any normal woman could handle.
The sisters loved to play with her. She, a beautiful and slightly exotic woman living amongst them as a near equal, had no shortage of attention from any of them, which she relished. Her body was developing faster than ever, reclaiming what little youth it had lost and resolving whatever few imperfections it bore, while gaining divine characteristics that propelled her sex appeal well above that of the general populace. Very soon, she would cease to remain human.
Occasionally though, there would be the sour reminder of what she had left behind. Though the spell of her love for Sibyl had been lifted by the careless urges of the other goddesses, she felt terrible guilt for how deeply she must have hurt her. At that moment she started to wonder what she and Faith could be up to...
***
"This one is called 'Purr Girl'. Isn't it funny?"
Sibyl's jaw dropped. At the top of the stairway stood Faith, who was dressed in the most ridiculous, most provocative thing she had yet brought home. "Uh...
wow
."
She giggled and started to make her way down the stairs. Her knee high stiletto heeled boots ensured that she would proceed slowly, and as each step clicked against the hardwood her hips were spurred into a licentious sway. Above that she wore a tiny pink skirt, so short that the bottom creases of her behind could be seen when the attached fur tail swung the right way. Her breasts, which had seen so much growth over the months, were quivering and threatening to come free from the stringy straps and undersized patches of her matching bra. They were nearing Sibyl's in size, and like hers were quite resistant to gravity's pull. She had tied her hair up and pinned it down with the final piece of her outfit, a headband with cute pink cat ears. "Do you like it?"
Sibyl chose not to answer, instead getting up to meet her at the bottom of the stairs. Already the shape of her growing lust could be seen swinging within her sundress, and her eyes spoke hungry volumes.
"Oh, I knew you would! You're so weird!"
As they arrived together Sibyl scooped her up, squeezing the twin handfuls of her luscious little rear as her bosom came up to cradle her chin. Faith giggled and squealed, wrapping her booted legs around her goddess' body and her arms around her neck. Her cat tail swung below as Sibyl paced back to the couch.
She dumped Faith onto the soft cushions, dropping down with her, and they immediately began to kiss with a growing excitement. Faith sighed a high tone of lust as she felt the hardening monster within Sibyl's dress rising against her thigh. She couldn't help but wrap a hand around it and stroke it through the thin material.
It took only moments more for Sibyl's huge tool to reach its fullest state. She was rocking her hips into each rub, feeling an animal urge to ravage the sexy little tart beneath her. Not wanting the inevitable flow of pre to soil her dress, she backed out of the kiss and flipped it up and off of herself.
"Mmmh," Faith purred, licking her lips as she beheld her goddess fully revealed. She again filled her hand with her hardness, and with her eyes eagerly fixed on it resumed her strokes. Sibyl shifted upwards, sending the end of it toward Faith's lips. Her timing couldn't have been better, for the first gleaming jewel of pre was about to fall. Instead it met Faith's tongue, which unhesitatingly lapped it up and with repeated lashes urged on more.
Sibyl lovingly set her hand on the side of Faith's head, and with a great deal of restraint simply stroked her hair and delicate cheek as she gazed down at her rare beauty. She was so exceptional, and blossoming into such an incredible woman. Seeing her suck her immense cock in that sweet and sexy little getup made her want to thrust herself home and explode within her.
A throbbing burst met Faith's tongue. She swallowed it and purred softly as she pulled her mouth away and looked up to Sibyl, running her tongue across her lips. Foreplay was over; it was time for she and her goddess to mate.
As Sibyl stepped back Faith spread her legs, and her skirt rose its few inches up her hips to reveal her precious little sex. Sibyl lined herself up with it and let her tip spread her open slightly.
"Mmm... Sibyl, fuck me!"
"No, not just yet, baby," Sibyl breathed.
Faith produced a high note of frustration as she reached down and inwardly tugged, trying to pull Sibyl's cock into her. When that failed she began to vigorously stroke it. Sibyl released a shuddering exhale, and her hands took hold of Faith's slender booted legs, further poising her to begin.
Her hips were twitching from the agony of anticipation as she hung on the cusp of entry. She held back still, until, "ahhhhnn...!" Faith's strokes caused pleasureful throbs of pre to jet into and against her eager little slit. With that glistening lubrication injected and dripping down Sibyl pushed forward, and the ripened little kitten's body slowly opened up to her.
"Oooh yes, god I love your huge cock!"
"Oh babe, babe..."
Slowly, inch upon inch slid into her, stretching her wider than appearances would have betrayed to be possible. Faith pressed her cheek against the couch as her body strained from the difficulty of accepting the day's first penetration. Once Sibyl drew back she breathed a sigh of relief, the tension leaving her.
"Faith baby. You feel so good."
"Oh Sibyl, yes..."
Slowly they began to pick up their pace, and Faith's body relaxed enough to accept her ponderous endowment. As it had been with Lucia, much of Sibyl's length would still be left unsunk when she reached Faith's deepest, but it was enough for them both to be satisfied.
Sibyl let Faith's booted legs slide from her hands and up along her forearms, and the crooks of her knees locked into place inside her elbows. As she continued to steadily buck into her she wrapped her hands around Faith's wonderful breasts. Much as they did in that little bra, their newly acquired size overflowed from her hands. She revelled in their pert, jiggly gorgeousness.
