Nathan awoke in bed, groggy, but calm. His heartbeat slow, and his eyes not bothered by the soft morning glow filling the room, he yawned mightily, and stretched his arms above his head, his muscles groaning back to life, as he cocked his back forward, before falling back onto the pillow, smacking his lips contently. No hangover, despite all the wine he and Alicia had polished off. Wondering then where his darling fiancé was, he propped himself up on one shoulder, scratching an itch on his chest as he continued to rise from his sleepy haze. Looking down over his body on the bed, he saw her. Well, her legs at least.
There, sprawled over his own legs, were hers. Tight, toned, and tan, they splayed across him, and over the back edge of the bed, her feet out of view. He followed them up to her gorgeous, firm ass, big and beautiful, which connected to...something. It was hard to tell. A torso began at the end of her ass, but it quickly spread out and distorted over the side edge of the bed, flattening and dropping down like a Dali clock. For a split second, Nathan panicked, about to leap up out of the sheets, but then he remembered last night. The stretching. The...embiggening of his fiancé.
Staying still from the hips down so as no to disturb her slumber, he slowly leaned over the edge of the bed, and saw Alicia's face, on a 4 foot neck, coiled up near the closet door on a stretched out pile of her right arm, her left arm equally stretched out the opposite direction, leading into the master bath. He followed her gooey torso, long and droopy, back up the bed, around 10 feet long and distorted. Gingerly, he reached out, and slipped his arm underneath her long stomach, slowly lifting it up off of the edge of the bed. It drooped over him like pizza dough, distending and deforming to shape around his arm.
Suddenly, he heard a sleepy grunt from the floor, as Alicia began to stir. As she did, the torso over his arm slowly firmed up and thickened back out to its usual width and shape, and grew heavy. He quickly slipped his arm back out from under it, as he saw Alicia's head, like a worm emerging from the soil in a rain storm, lift into the air. Like Nathan had, she yawned deeply. Unlike Nathan, her jaw stretched down, down, down, her mouth a foot wide, as her tongue stretched out of her mouth and curled upwards at the end. Her long chest heaved with a huge intake of air, before she exhaled, her mouth quickly snapping back, and her chest deflating again. Her face turned towards Nathan as she looked up at the bed, her head a few inches off the floor, tilted to the side. Blinking her eyes, she asked sleepily, "The floor?"
Nathan sat silently, smiling at her predicament. No doubt she'd not registered everything yet.
"I slept on the floor, baby?" She asked again, still groggy.
"Well," he said with a grin, "Sorta."
"Hmm?" she asked, confused at his lack of detail, and went to rub the drool from her mouth. But she found it difficult to move her arm, and her prehensile neck craned in different directions in an attempt to locate it. When she finally saw it, she opened her eyes wide, and yelped, seeing it coiled up like a snake, her hand floating in the air trying to find her lips. "Wha..." she said, pulling her head back a bit further than her body would normally allow, before cocking her head down and seeing her super long neck. As she traced it back over to her drooping body, up over the edge of the bed, it all came back to her.
"Oh," she said, turning back to Nathan. A small smile came to her face. "Oh yeah, that all, uh, that all happened, didn't it?"
Nathan nodded. "It did. And it was fun."
Still taking in the situation, she nodded, lifting her right hand up to her face, as her left arm slowly began retracting across the carpet, a pleasing sensation arising deep within her as she felt the fabric rubbing her skin. "Yeah, that was probably the best orgasm I've ever had." she suddenly said, very bluntly. "And I think my 'pleasure feature' is still on, too." Her eyes closed as she began retracting her right arm as well. "This carpet feels pretttttty damned good."
Nathan smiled and shook his head. "You looking to go again so soon?" he asked, a little hopeful.
Alicia giggled. "Not yet, babe. I'd like to wake up first. And eat, too. I'm starved." As she finally reeled her arms back in, she hooked one leg on a bedpost, stretching her foot and calf around it as a loop for an anchor, and began to pull her torso back in from her lower midsection, her body dragging up over the bed. "Although," she said, as her tits dragged across the ground, "This does feel nice." After a moment, however, she was restored, and tussled her hair, as beautiful as before. She was, after all, 24 now, at least cosmetically.
Nathan took a second to admire her, before trying to snap out of it. "Hungry?" he asked, a little distracted. "Hungry for what?"
"Oooooh," she began, "I dunno, anything. I just need to eat. I think this stretching business burns a lot of calories."
He laughed. "Well, I can whip something up really quick if you like. Least I can do after you, y'know..."
"Became your fetish incarnate?" she asked with a grin, her smile creeping a little wider than it should.
Nathan's face turned bright red. "Well, yeah, that's one way of saying it."
She laughed a little, before collapsing on the bed, exhausted and comfy, her body easily folding over his legs. "I'd say breakfast in bed is a fine repayment for that, if that's okay with you."
Nathan nodded eagerly. "You can have breakfast in bed every single day of your LIFE if it means we get to do what we did last night again."
"Well," she started, "Today will do. Now go. I'm hungry."
Nathan smiled. "Sure thing, babe. Be back in a minute."
Still naked, he slid himself out from beneath Alicia, and walked towards the door, but was stopped by a tap on his shoulder. Spinning around, he was met with Alicia's head, her neck stretching from her perfect lounging body, eagerly puckering her lips, and her hand having followed to get his attention. Pleasantly surprised, Nathan stuck his face out, and Alicia's neck moved the rest of the way, caressing him with her hand as she kissed him deeply. Pulling away, she winked. "Okay. Now go."
Nathan could only shake his head as he lingered, before walking down the stairs. He had to be the luckiest guy on Earth, he thought to himself. As he continued down the stairs, Alicia watched until he was out of view, before turning her view to the laptop on the dresser near the door. Sure he was gone, she grabbed it with her extended hand, and brought both her head and arm back to their homes on her body, before opening the laptop and navigating directly to the elastic bookmarks he showed her the night before. It was time for a brainstorming session.
20 minutes later, Nathan carefully walked up the stairs, not wanting to spill any of the orange juice or food he carried on the tray. As he walked into his room, he saw Alicia sitting on the bed, staring intently at the computer screen and biting her lip. Nathan approached cautiously, and placed the tray on the table next to the bed. "Breakfast is up. What're you looking at hon?" He tried to peek over her shoulder to see the screen, but she quickly shut the computer and set it beside her. "Oh, just a couple ideas. Power perversion potential, I guess you could call it." she replied slyly. "Although, I guess not, since these powers you gave me were completely intended for perversion, right?"
He laughed. "Well yeah, that's true." He sat down on the bed and grabbed one of the glasses of orange juice. "So you gonna tell me what these ideas of yours are?" he asked.
Alicia smiled. "In due time. I have a question first. About the wish, actually." She held out a ginger and counted fake numbers in the air as she spoke. "So, you said you wanted me to be able to 'stretch, reshape, deform, modify, shift or change' myself however I want." She'd had the wish completely memorized at this point. "That's pretty elaborate. You want to explain what you meant by all those words that came after 'stretch'? Because I was under the impression you just wanted to fuck Elastigirl."
Nathan began to blush, and scratched the back of his neck. "Well, yeah. I mean, that's a big thing. But a lot of these, y'know, superheroes that can stretch, their powers allow them to do a lot of other things. Shapeshifting, appearance changes, pretty much able to transform themselves however you - sorry, they, want, becoming anything they wanted. I kind of wanted you to be like them. A polymorph, really."
Alicia cocked her head. "Anything? ANYTHING I want?" She looked over herself. "Jesus, you only paid $150 for that wishing stone?"
Nathan laughed, and said "Yeah, I think I'm getting the bang for my buck." his word choice not incidental.
Alicia didn't laugh, but looked herself over once more. "So what do they do with it? What do they become?"
Nathan shrugged, but he was hiding his arousal at the fact that Alicia was assuredly considering this. "Well, it depends. Sometimes they want to look like someone else, sometimes they turn into something like a floor mat or a table to surprise their enemies, sometimes they do something like changing their body composition to metal or something, or buff themselves up and give themselves extra limbs to help in fights. Keep in mind that they're superheroes, so this is all crime fighting stuff."