America, to Asami, a young Japanese adult

Yana materialized an instant later in the middle of a suburb with no one around her. The houses around her looked on the cheaper side, but still respectable. For now, Yana simply had to wait for--

"Yana??" The exclamation came across the street, from a window on the second floor of the house straight ahead. The person looking back at her was a Japanese woman with a surprised look on her face. She had very short, bushy black hair and brown eyes as well as a simple white t-shirt. It looked like her correspondence didn't wanna wait for too long if she just gave her her front neighbor's address. Plus, it gave her a direct line of sight of who would show up, if anyone. She's a smart, adventurous one for sure.

"He-eeey~!" Yana waved to her while making her way across the street. The woman disappeared from the window and was running downstairs two steps at a time. It looked like the latex covered woman made quite the impression. Just as she reached the front door, the host opened it wide, both meeting for the first time face-to-face. "How you doing, beautiful?"

"B-b-beautiful!? I'm nothing compared to you!"

"Now, now, nothing like that," she waved it off. "After all, I am cheating a little. What's your name, by the way?"

"Oh, right! Might as well drop the online aliases. I'm Asami, pleased to meet you!" She bowed down dramatically.

"Seriously, no need to be so formal," Yana laughed it up. "Let's move inside so we can talk away from privy eyes... And so people don't think you actually ordered an escort with a latex fetish."

She saw her face take a slightly redder tinge, before Asami moved aside and gave her room to enter. She strutted inside and the door was swiftly shut closed by her host, the lock engaged. She made her way to the living room just as the young Japanese woman caught up with her. Sitting down on the wide sofa, she stared back at her online friend who just stood there awkwardly.

"Come over here, darling, I don't bite," she gently pat the cushion next to her. Asami didn't hesitate before shuffling her feet towards the offered place and plumping her ass down. "I assume you have a few questions right about now, right?"

"Obviously! Have you been my front door neighbor all this time, and I had never realized?"

"Wouldn't that be a surprise!" she guffawed. "But no, not quite what happened. Let's just say I got here very fast."

"That wasn't fast, I gave you that address five seconds before I looked through the window, and there you were: a woman with a perfect body wearing the sexiest, slickest, shiniest latex outfit in the world. That was instantaneous!"

"You really are smart," she murmured matter-of-factly. "Listen, Asami," the Japanese woman turned towards her. "Less than an hour ago, my entire life got flipped upside-down in an instant. What I'm about to tell you will rock your world. Wanna know how exactly I got to where you told me to go in an instant? I teleported, as simple as that. One second, I'm home hundreds of miles from here, the very next, I'm in front of your house."

Maybe she should have stopped to let that information sink in earlier. She could see Asami's face contorting in confusion, in doubt and much more with each words spoken. Yet, she delivered the full news in one go. Eventually, Asami slouched back, her head resting upwards. "Not possible..." she murmured. "People can't... teleport, that's not possible..."

The newly wedded goddess let out a sigh. Just as she suspected, that was too much for her friend. Hell, the only way she could grasp the concept herself was because it was happening to her and she could control it freely. Plus, she guessed her suit also rearranged her brain somewhat so she would accept this new reality more easily. "It's true, Asami. In fact, I'm pretty sure what I can now do is limitless. I haven't tested everything, but you wouldn't believe what I've tried in the last 15 minutes alone."

Asami was still looking at her ceiling, her mouth slowly moving as if words were trying to escape, but her brain couldn't figure out which one to prioritize.

Yana wasn't sure exactly what to do. She could absolutely just **** her friend to accept this new reality. Just a simple thought and boom, ordeal over. She wasn't sure that's what she wanted, though. She could also try and show her more of her new world, that this new reality is happening, that she just wanted to share her gift with a wonderful online friend. Or, she could give Asami the time to come to her senses all by herself. After all, Yana had all the time in the world, now.