Stretch out the universe against your skin

The fabric of universe feels soft to your touch. Pressing a curious hand against the edge, it bulges outwards into a seeming unknown expanse outside of what could be observed by mortal interference. As your growth still refuses to cease, your arms stretch the edges of the unvierse far out - and thin.

But, no matter how far you go and how tight against your body it's pressed, the elastic fabric refuses to yield. You're frustrated at first, wanting to indulge in the ultimate act of devastation by destroying an entire universe. But as it starts to tightly hug against your every feature, another, novel idea occurs to you.

Sophie: "Hey... this almost feels like wearing latex!"

You're functionally blind within the confines of this universal onepiece. You calm down and fall into a peaceful state akin to a trance. Wearing a suit made out the finest fabric of all - the fabric of reality! An idea so titillating, and yet real.

Then, just as it begun, your growth halts. The indestructible, eteral surface of existence snugly against your cameltoe, your disposition shifts from helpless to powerful with a flick of a nipple.

You touch yourself.

Sophie: "Aa-UWAAAGH!"

Unimaginable joy at your fingertips - as if even the littlest of movement could rearrange the laws of reality and propel you into an outright Goddess. Your knees buckle underneath the arousal, as you furiously finger your most sensitive places. Sparks fly out, and your body is slowly being enveloped in a glow that surpasses all the stars in every galaxy combined.

It only takes a few seconds to cum. As you do, you can see again. Not literally, mind you - you've merely achieved simultaneous omnipotency and omniscience. Such power would be unimaginable for any lesser being.

You decide to finally bring your mission to completion - utterly and irrevocably. Using the tiny slithers of your omnipotency, you first will yourself to experience an infinite and eternal amount of pleasure and joy all at once. After this, by utilitarianist measure, the universe no longer has any reason to exist, as everything positive has already been experienced.

You start to peel off fundamental concepts and laws of reality like clothing articles: magnetism, gravity, entropy, weak ****, strong ****, time, space and logic - all gone. Only a single thing remains - a narrative.

Very pleased with yourself, you remove the narrative as well.

ENDING 26 -Take It All Off-