Sure, but what about the consequences from all this?

You both hover back down again toward the roof of the mall. You're naked, but that doesn't concern you as much as the SUV being on the roof, or the fact that so many people have seen both of you — not to mention cameras.

"You really are going to have to get used to trusting me," Bridget says to you. "Right now, they're all mildly confused — maybe a couple of them are a little sore — but it's not like they're going to remember our faces." Your eyes go wide.

"You can just… mess with them like that?" She raises an eyebrow, smiling at you. "Listen Bridget, I don't mean to question you at all, and what you've shown me has been amazing – but I don't want to like, scramble people's heads." She rolls her eyes, looking a little annoyed.

"I didn't scramble anyone's head," she tells you. "Right now, everything is shuffling itself back into its places — and I imagine their focus is going to be more on the merchandise floating around in the mall that it is on us up here." You separate as you hover closer to your SUV. Both back doors open, and you gently turned into a seating position as you both gingerly glide into the rear seats of your vehicle.

"That's fair," You say, rubbing your stomach a little and trying to ignore the warming feeling from it. "But aren't you worried about people watching the surveillance tapes and coming after us?" Bridget laughs as she snaps her fingers. Your SUV starts up, and you gasp a little as you feel the frame lift into the air. Even after all you've seen, it's still a little unnerving to know that your girlfriend can lift a four-ton truck into the air so effortlessly.

"By the time they put things together, if they put things together, I promise that you and I aren't going to have a thing to worry about." Bridget leans over, grasping your head in her hands and pulling you into a kiss. As soon as she touches you, you feel the warming feeling in your stomach again. She soon releases you from the kiss. "Besides, by then, I bet you're going to be begging for a little challenge." Your SUV directs itself in between two big shipping docks, in an alley-sized opening about a lane and a half wide. You're on the ground again, and you find yourself rubbing your stomach.

"That's easy for you to say," you laugh, "you get like a new superpower every day." Bridget raises an eyebrow at you, then looks down at your stomach. You look down, still rubbing yourself, then back up at her. "Wait a minute…you really meant it when you say you were to give me a portion of your power, didn't you?" Bridget nods at you.

"A modest portion," Bridget says, "but enough that you won't have to feel so ****. After all, I did involve you in all of this." You take a deep breath, holding your hand against her stomach now. "Before you even ask, I want you to focus on doing what I asked earlier today…and trusting me." Your SUV went into gear and began driving out of the alley, back into the mall parking lot. "Now where should your sweet ride take us next?" Bridget asked.

"Well, we're kind of naked," you say. "And… And I just thought about it, but we left all of our stuff inside of there!" You feel where your back pocket would be realizing that your wallet and phone are both somewhere inside of the mall.

"You know," Bridget says, looking a little disappointed, "this really isn't going to be nearly as fun for me if you keep being such a worrywart." She looks out the tinted window now as your SUV circumnavigate the long corridors just outside of the mall. As your vehicle slows down, the tailgate pops open. Your car is idling just outside a double door with no handle on the outside, clearly meant as a fire exit. Just as you notice this, one of the doors pops open, and a white paper bag with little red plastic handles hovers out, seemingly filled to the brim. It's a 'Steele's Sporting Goods' bag, and when it hovers inside of the car, the tailgate closes and your SUV goes on its way again. Now the SUV turns away from the edifice itself, heading toward one of the many mall parking lot exits. You look back at Bridget, still looking out the window.

You put your hand on her thigh. She looks back at you, smiling a little.

"Listen, it's not that I doubt you," you say, "you just have to remember that I'm normal — and normal people unnecessarily worry. After what we did back there, you have to know that I trust you with all my heart… this is all just can take some getting used to for me."

"That excuse isn't going to work forever," Bridget says, "because you're really not gonna be normal for long." She leans over and whispers to you now, "now, where you want to go?"

"How about… Somewhere where I don't have to worry about stupid human things?" You ask. "Somewhere we can be reasonably alone, where you can open up and really play." Bridget laughs. As your SUV turns onto a highway ramp, you try not to worry about how many people will be seeing a driverless car.

"To the lake, then," Bridget smiles. "Somewhere around the bend on the undeveloped side, deep into the State Park territory." You nod at her, smiling. "Okay, I think that could be pretty fun," Bridget says. "It'll be the perfect place to get you used to some of these changes." One of your SUV back windows rolls down, and you lean back in your seat, suddenly feeling very naked again.

"What – whatcha doin'?" You ask, trying not to sound worried. Your eyes go wide when you see your license plate and two holding screws hover into your vehicle, floating over the front seat and placing itself on the passenger seat floor. You swallow hard as you notice Bridget hovering out of the seat next you as the two rear armrests fold flush into the middle seat.

"I feel the need…" Bridget growls, looking over her shoulder as she telekinetic way makes both front seats slide as far forward as they can go. "The need for speed." You're shoved over into the middle seat by telekinetic ****, and you lick your lips as you see your girlfriends perfectly round ass hovering over your cock. And of course you're half-hard again, but an invisible hand grips you again and begins stroking as Bridget's pussy lips hover just above your cock, teasing against your tip.

All four of the windows in your SUV roll all the way down, and in the front seat, the gas pedal depresses itself hard as your SUV charges forward down the highway, absolutely breaking the speed limit. As you press back against the seat from the acceleration, Bridget lands on your hard cock, impaling herself on you from behind and swallowing you into her pussy once more.

"Oh, fuck…" Bridget moans. "I know...that you're probably not ready for it yet...” She pants, riding on top of you, “but fucking you like this earlier turned me on so much,” she cries over the sound of the rushing air, bouncing her ass against your lap. “At some point I want to fuck you on the hood of this thing as we ride through traffic-- but this is going to do for now,” she squeals.

You just moan, nodding your head in the affirmative as you watch the vehicles ahead of you clear the middle lane. You know Bridget has something to do with this, but with the control over her telekinesis that she exhibited in the mall, you're ready to trust that she's not gonna let anything happen to these people.

"So you do trust me!” She shouts, glancing back at you. You grab onto her hips with both your hands, happily squeezing the sides of her ass as you thrust forward, going balls deep into her as your vehicle passes others at an accelerating rate. When you squint, looking at the dash, you see the needle pass 100 miles per hour. 110. You start laughing uncontrollably as your thrusting hips bounce you off the seat and back into it, almost like you're weightless – marginally held against the leather interior only by the forward acceleration.

A couple vehicles honk at you as you blaze by them, blurring behind you as you focus on the goddess riding your cock. You laugh as you feel the wind lapping against your naked body, pulling Bridget's softness against you with the rhythm of her bouncing.

Then you see the lights. You notice the cop car in the left lane before you even pass by it, mostly because it hits its blue lights on as your speeding SUV approaches. It shifts to the center lane to hold your SUV back, but your speeding vehicle quickly dodges into the open right lane and accelerates again. Before it happens, Bridget locks both of her hands against the corners of the front seats and pushes her ass against you, holding your body in the center of the back seat as your fast-moving vehicle makes this tight maneuver.

Oh my god, it's a lady cop, Bridget says in your mind, _and she's fucking hot! _Your backseat is flush with the cruiser's front seat, and you glance over just in time to get a view of the pretty face — her eyes covered with cliché aviator sunglasses. Watch this, Bridget says telepathically.

You notice the SUV slowing again as the traffic ahead of your vehicle and the police cruiser clears out of the right-most lanes. The cruiser stays right next your SUV, and it's almost as if you're linked with each other as you both barrel down the highway. You maintain a perfect line of sight into the officer's cab, and by now you notice her panicking, trying to grab at a hovering radio handset.

I wish I could teleport, Bridget says in your mind. That would make this so much easier. You continue to look over at the cop, and now you can see that her cap has pulled itself off. She has one hand on her steering wheel, and the other is at her chest. You finally see why when you notice that her uniform is unbuttoning itself.

Bridget, what you doing to her? You ask. Now, both of the cop's hands are pulled away from her steering wheel, and Bridget starts laughing. You're trying desperately to trust her, but you keep looking up at the traffic ahead of you. Both you and the cruiser have slowed down to a modest 10 or 15 miles an hour over the speed limit, and the traffic ahead of you seems to be getting out of your way, but you can't help wondering exactly how much of this is under Bridget's control.

I can tell you're trying very hard sweetie, Bridget says, so I'm just going to tell you again – everything is well in hand. You feel a squeeze around your cock, and you shudder pleasure as the size of Bridget's ass actually increases under your grip. You guffaw, smiling like a fool as you look down at her. You totally forgot she could change her shape. She showed you in the mall when she made her tits grow. I promise, baby, I'm not going to hurt anyone unless they absolutely deserve it.

And that's more than enough for you. The siren and lights go out in the cop car next to you, and the car pulls ahead of your SUV. Bridget still happily writing you as you pass more and more traffic, still on your way to your destination.

"What you think?" Bridget asks. "She's pretty fucking hot, isn't she?" She's looking back at you over her shoulder, shouting over the wind again as you happily knead her ass. You just nod stupidly, focusing on the pulsing around your cock. You assume that with superstrength comes superstrong Kegel muscles, and it's almost as if the inside of Bridget's cunt is giving you a silky smooth hand job.

You don't think this is a trap; Bridget hasn't ever seemed like that kind of girlfriend…and with her godlike powers, there's no way she could possibly suffer from any insecurity. You know she's probably hearing you deliberating this with yourself, even momentarily, so you speak simply.

"Yeah," you laugh, slapping Bridget's ass. "She's really fucking hot. Are you making more naughty plans in that goddess mind of yours?" You ask her. She wiggles her ass against you, and you feel like you're about to come inside her.

"I got plans you wouldn't believe," she growls. You look down at your chest as your nipples are invisibly tweaked, and yanked at by unseen fingertips. You can only moan before she continues. "And you're right, I don't have a reason to be jealous ever again. But if I wanted to take her to the lake for some fun, how would you feel about watching?"