Wish for anything you desire

After an unspecified amount of time, you return back to Earth. While the bed is soaked from your nonstop cumming, Ava‘s skin has throughout remained dry, smooth and tender like satin. After returning from literal heaven, you have to readjust to be physical again. While you relearn how to breath, Ava floats off your still rigid cock and remains in the air. Coughing you bring your voice back to life. “How... was... possible.” In contrast to you, Ava visibly isn‘t exhausted at all, as if you hadn‘t just fucked like bunnies for an eternity without running out of endurance, lust and fluids.

“Everything,” she chanted. “Remember? I‘m God. Before my ascension, there was no such thing like an hereafter or a heaven. So I created one. Neverending pleasure that never gets tedious.”

“You‘re actually God,” you broach the subject again, can‘t keep your head up and let it sink back into the pillow. Ava nods and hums affirmatively. “Like the... the biblical God?”

“Well, maybe not THE biblical. In fact I can confirm that he never existed in the first place. But you got the idea.”

“And how does that all work? Your wishes and thoughts are... like a physical law now?”

She hums again. “My being stands at the centre of all existence. Thus existence and non-existence is mine to determine. Once you‘ve understood how reality is structured, it‘s ridiculously easy to rearrange anything you wish. I can prove it. Tell me what I should do. Just wish for something. Really anything you want.”

“You‘re serious now?” You sit up onto the bed.

Ava smiles and sighs. “Don‘t hold back, just say something.”

“Ok, eh... can you, eh... like freeze time?”

“No shit?,” she asks in disbelieve. “Everything is at your feet and you go for ‘freeze time‘.”

“Too challenging?” To answer your question she throws a charming smile at you and slightly lifts her index finger. To defy any logic, you no longer sit on the bed, but all at once stand amid the most well-known pedestrian area in the city, still wearing your birthday suits. Shocked and humiliated, you quickly cover yourself up and turn around, only to discover that there‘re in fact hundreds of people surrounding you, while your equally exposed girlfriend acts as relaxed and joyful as she has pretty much done all morning, wearing her little smile as if everything is a game.

You‘re about to say something, yet are cut off by a mind-blowing realisation. Not only don‘t any of the pedestrians gaze at you, but motion altogether seems to have ceased entirely. As if the street is stuck in time. There is no sound at all. The little flame of a smoker‘s lighter rests stationary like solid matter. The pigeons on the ground and in the air seem like stone. The cold winter wind doesn‘t make the leaves of a nearby tree rustle for there isn‘t even a light breeze blowing anymore.

“I thought out here it‘d be a little more noticeable,” Ava says and hugs you from behind, resting her head on your shoulder.

You shuddered, although you aren‘t cold. “You actually froze time?”

“In all universes, honey. With but a teeny-weeny thought.”

“All universes? Even in different universes?”

“I rule over everything, baby. Earth is just privileged to have me on it. Currently, that is.”

Without further warning, time proceeds as usual again, making you flinch. Cars honk, people chatter and continue walking and a plane far up in the sky keeps drawing its contrail.

“About some clothes then?,” you moan and turn away from most of the people, while Ava starts walking down the pedestrian area as light-footed and playful as if time was still frozen.

“Oh, they don‘t care our lack of clothing,” she says. “I made sure of that.”

“Whatever, I‘d like to wear some.” Slightly disappointed, Ava shrugs her shoulders and looks away as a slick, black Canali suit materializes around your body, jointly with matching expensive-looking shoes and trousers. The suit even has a certain smell on it; a scent which couldn‘t be more masculine and which indicate unquestionable success and wealth.

“Ok,“ Ava sighs, her massive breasts bouncing and jiggling as you walk down the shopping street. “Let‘s try this again. I wanna make my boyfriend happy. Make some wishes. You deserve it. I promise to endorse them. Even if you‘d wish for all the pussies in the world.“