Recruitment and a story

(Originally posted by Yearends)

Melissa took a moment to appreciate simply existing. Being God she was everywhere, but she reflected on the age of the universe and just how few beings had had the privilege to exist as she did, and basked in the pleasure of just being.

She created a body for herself near her favourite lingerie store. Not wishing to alarm anyone, it was her normal body, the one she'd possessed before becoming omnipotent. As she walked toward the building, she had a sudden realization, nodded, smiled, and continued walking.

Entering the store, she immediately saw the person she wanted to see.

"Hey, Bev!"

Beverly Wisher was a middle-aged woman, weathered by her years, but she knew women's bodies and women's clothing of all sorts inside and out.

"Melissa! You're here a bit late, aren't you? Usually by now you're showing off my latest number to, who's that nice girl, I can't for the life of me remember her name..."

"Emily? Yeah, normally I would be, but I've got other plans. She sends her regards and says she'll be back for a proper fitting soon."

"Good, good. I need to keep my skills in shape, not often you meet someone with a body like hers."

Melissa laughed. "You'd be surprised. Anyway, who else is here? It sounds quiet."

"It is. Other than me, Tiffany's helping Evelyn--you remember Evelyn, don't you?--and Kate's with Breanne--I know you know her--and we've got quite a few back orders, so Jenny, Isabel and Denise are working in the back."

Melissa nodded. "Oh, good. That sounds perfect." Beverly opened her mouth to speak but Melissa kept talking. "Now, how about you show me some of your latest styles..."

Melissa walked around the store for about half an hour with Beverly, indicating what she wanted adapted to her body. Beverly took careful notes and, at the end, said, "That's a lot of work, Melissa. I'd say about two thousand five hundred, and of course half up front as usual."

Melissa sighed. "No good customer bonus? You know I'm good for it."

"I know you are, but not all my customers do, and if they saw me giving you preferential treatment, they'd want it, et cetera, et cetera."

"Yeah, yeah, I know." Melissa handed Beverly her unlimited credit card. "Just put it on that."

Beverly swiped the card and Melissa signed the receipt. "Now, if you'll come this way," said the seamstress.

Melissa smiled and sent a small mental nudge in the directions of the seven others in the store.

Beverly almost fainted when she saw the new size of her fitting room. She did pass out when the other women in the store followed them in.

"Ugh, mortals," said Melissa under her breath. "I'm about to give you near-limitless power and you faint. Oh well, not like I can't fix that," and Melissa simply caused Beverly to wake up.

"Uh, what's going on?" said Evelyn, a young postdoctoral fellow at Orange State. "I'm not here for a fitting, goodness knows I don't need one."

Melissa explained briefly and, without giving them any time to question what she said, made them angels.

"Enjoy your new lives, ladies," she said, and vanished once again.

--

Emily and Sandra lay basking in the afterglow of their orgasm-filled night.

They'd taken their celebrations into Heaven, partly to give themselves more time in which to have orgasms, and partly to have some so incredible that having them inside the universe would destroy it, or at least devastate it. Emily was stroking Sandra's pussy while Sandra suckled her tit when Emily paused for a brief instant.

"Hey, I was enjoying that!" said Sandra mentally, not ceasing her ministrations.

Emily pulled back and scooted down to be face to face with her lover. "I know you were, I was just distracted for a moment."

"Distracted? By what?"

"What else could distract me? A message from Mel, of course. She told me I'm now the chief archangel. No more co-chief."

"What about Amia?"

"What about her? Let me tell you a little story.

"Way back when, the first God created the universe. But he had a little problem. He couldn't make it stable without tying it to something else and, not wanting to tie it to himself, created another being, which he called Amia. She, in a sense, was the universe, the universe given form. This, of course, necessarily made Amia really powerful herself and so he decided to make the angelic order, with her at its head.

"So for billions of years Amia has been chief archangel, advising Gods on all matters, trying to ensure they don't screw things up too badly. Meanwhile the knowledge regarding her relationship with the universe was forgotten by the Gods--it's not that they didn't know it, of course, but they never gave it any importance.

"Anyway, Jack, Melissa's predecessor, became God at a critical moment, though he didn't realize it at the time. He was a typically horny teenage boy, and naturally upon obtaining infinite power indulged his sexual fantasies, which included plenty of fucking with his chief archangel.

"So eventually Jack managed to screw every single woman in the universe, after which he celebrated with a few million years of constant sex with Amia. But he realized something horrible--the more he fucked Amia, the closer the universe came to heat ****, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

"This put him onto the link between Amia and the universe, and he spent billions of years unraveling it. Eventually he did, but by then it was much too late. The universe was too far gone. But instead of letting it die and starting over, he rewound time to the moment before he first had sex with Amia, as it was that encounter which pushed the universe past the point of no return. He knew he couldn't resist having sex with her, but he also knew that it was only penetrative sex that exacerbated the problem. So he gave his power to someone he knew wouldn't make the same mistake he had, and left her the knowledge of how to solve the issue."

"Well, I imagine that he chose a lesbian--Melissa--but what was the solution? And what if Melissa had taken a dildo or a strap-on to Amia?"

"Oh, that wouldn't have mattered. It was only the fact that it was with a sexual appendage that mattered. Anyway, the solution was to separate Amia and the universe piece by piece. The universe was stable on its own, so there was no more need for the link and it was just a matter of realizing that. Once Mel did that, she decided that Amia had had long enough as chief archangel, so, having already promoted me to be her equal, she decided to make me the new chief archangel."

"It's that simple?"

"Yeah, it's that simple. And unlike Amia, I'm not linked to the universe or anything like that, so I don't have to worry about what I do causing heat **** or anything like that."

Sandra reached down and began stroking Emily's pussy. "So, right now, I'm pleasuring the second-most powerful being in the universe?"

"Yep."

"I wonder what Freud would have to say about that."

"You want to know? Right now he's sitting in one of the lower circles of Heaven, but I could bring him up here if you want."

"Nah, that's fine. Though I might want to have a nice, long chat with him at some point."

"Go ahead, whenever you like. Just one of the many privileges of being an angel. And speaking of Freud..." Emily smiled as she grew out a massive cock. "Who ever said penis envy wasn't real?"

Sandra's eyes went wide. "That thing's huge!"

"Well obviously it's huge, but I just want to know what it feels like." Emily began stroking her new dick. Sandra joined in, and Emily moaned as cum exploded from the tip. "Fuck that feels good, just, damn."

Sandra focused on her own crotch and an equally large penis grew on her form. Emily made her own vanish and helped Sandra achieve her own release.

The angels lay in bed facing each other, splattered with cum, Sandra's massive cock still between them. "Hey Sandra, how about you fuck me with that thing?"

"I thought you were a lesbian, Em. Why don't you give yourself this--"

"I'm chief archangel now, Sandra, my tastes have changed. So have Mel's. Now that Amia's issue's gone, there's no need for us to be lesbians, so we're not. We're omnisexual now, and I want to start indulging that. So come on, fuck me silly already."

The two angels took advantage of the time differential between Heaven and the universe to explore their new sexuality for billions of years.