You drive off with Cosmic Girl

As you and Ilana approach the federal agent's car, you begin to take stock. It's a total beater of a vehicle. It's one of those "run of the mill" beige 4-door sedans born out of the nineties mediocrity of the American car industry. It's got dents and scratches all over it and looks like it should be driven straight to the dump as it's the final destination. Nevertheless, it's a set of wheels and looks like it will get you and Cosmic Girl to your uncle's cabin in upstate New York.

The heels of Ilana's silver boots come to a halt on the pavement in front of the tattered vehicle. You can see she's becoming increasingly unhappy with this choice of transportation. You walk up to the passenger side door, to open it for her like the gentleman you are when Cosmic Girl interrupts you.

"There's no way I'm getting in that dump," she says to you.

"Look I know it's a little worse for wear, but it'll get us from point A to B just fine," you calmly reply.

Ilana crosses her long silver leather gloved arms in frustration pushing up and revealing more of her bosom.

"Jack... look... I'm really looking forward to a romantic getaway with you, but this car would be starting things off on the wrong foot," she continues. "Are you sure I can't just fly us there instead?"

"I think I've had enough flying for one night," you tell her. "Now please just get in the car and we'll be there in no time."

You can see the look of frustration build on Ilana's face, when a raise if her eyebrows suddenly indicates a thought pops into her head.

She unfolds her arms and says, "If we're going to travel in that thing, let's travel in style shall we?"

She holds up both of her long leather-gloved arms and points her fingers toward the car.

You see what’s happening and plead with her,”Ilana… wait… what are you about to…”

Before you can finish your sentence, you see her concentration as the whole car begins glowing with energy. She’s up to her magic tricks again. You step back from the car door not sure what's she’s planning.

The glowing vehicle form begins to change shape. Every piece of plastic, metal, and glass morphs and twists into new sizes and shapes like a huge piece of clay being magically molded.

Cosmic Girl is playing with her newfound transmutation powers to transform the federal agent's car to suitable right before your eyes. Her arms are jutted out towards the car, magically commanding it like an orchestra conductor. The glowing shape quickly starts to resemble a modern sports roadster.

You can see Cosmic Girl’s intense look of concentration subside. Soon after she closes her hands and lowers her arms. The glowing energy aura immediately fades away vehicle, revealing a top-of-the-line luxury sports car the likes of which you’ve only seen in magazines.

You immediately recognize the car as a McClaren 720 roadster. Cosmic Girl just effectively conjured a half-million dollar vehicle from a piece of trash. Under the dim moon and parking lot lights it looks it came fresh off the sales room floor with bright orange with black highlights.

You look around to see if any of the law enforcement people nearby witnessed Ilana's magical feat.

You look down and notice even the car keys in your hand have also been magically transformed.

"H -h- holy shit Ilana!" you exclaim. "You just magic'd up a McClaren! How in the world did you?"

Ilana looks over at you and smiles back at your reaction.

"I told you I've been practicing," she says with a grin.

She walks up to the passenger side and says, “Nothing but the best for you my love, a vehicle fit for my king."

She runs her leather gloved index finger along the polished hood, then points and telekinetically opens both doors.

"C’mon… you're driving," she says as she gets in the passenger door.

You quickly make your way around the back of the vehicle and slide into the driver's side seat and grip the steering wheel of the insanely gorgeous McClaren racer.

As you glance over you enjoy the glimpse of your superheroine girlfriend tucking her tall silver leather boots into the passenger seat and cozying up next to you.

Any man on Earth would give multiple body parts to be in a car like this with the stunningly beautiful Cosmic Girl by his side.

With another nonchalant wave of her hands both car doors close.

You press the ignition button and the McClaren roars to life. Some of the detectives and law enforcement officers on the scene glance over at the engine sound.

Cosmic Girl leans over and plants a kiss on your cheek. You put the car in gear and speed off toward the highway.

A few miles down the road Ilana strikes up a conversation as she stares out the passenger window at the cars you're passing.

"I'll never understand what humans love about driving, it's so slow and noisy," she says to you.

"There's just something about the open road... there's something nostalgic about a road trip for us," you reply.

She replies back, "Hmmm, I guess I'll never understand it. It's so primitive"

"How about I levitate the car and we fly there instead Jack?" she asks you.

"No way, I'm in charge from now on, and we're going to do this my way," you confidently respond back to her.

Ilana smiles at your response. She clearly likes when you take charge and are dominant Jack.

She looks over at the car next to you and the driver has pulled out his phone to take a picture of the world-famous Cosmic Girl. Without one wave of her hand, she telekinetically throws the phone from the driver's hand before he gets the shot. She smirks back at him in response.

A few more minutes pass before Ilana's frustration resurfaces.

"Are we there yet Jack?" she asks you.

She lays her head on your shoulder and leans up next to you and starts rubbing your inner thighs with her leather-gloved hand. You look over and see her shifting her booted legs in her seat to get closer to the driver side. You quickly downshift the gears to slow down a bit.

You respond back, "Almost, we're almost there, just hold tight for a bit longer. I promise."

Ilana responds back in a romantic voice,”I'm really looking forward to having some alone time with you. No cameras, no crowds, no agenda.”

"Just me and you all alone in your uncle's cabin,” she says to you.

Her remark triggers you.

"How did you know it was my uncle's cabin... I didn't say it...," you angrily question back.

Then you realize what she did.

"No...Ilana, you didn't read my mind did you?" you ask her.

Ilana responds, "Oops I guess I did...I'm sorry."

She continues her apology, "It's just that your feelings are so strong for this place that I couldn't help it."

"Uggghh... I can't believe you... the one time I wanted to surprise you and now it's ruined," you respond back.

"I'm so sorry Jack I won't do it again without your permission," Ilana apologizes to you.

She continues rubbing your thigh. She can see how upset you are. You see the last highway exit for your uncle's cabin and you take the turn.

"C'mon don't be mad Jack, let's not start off our romantic getaway like this," Ilana pleads to you.

You don't respond out of frustration. You’re visibly upset. Ilana gets an idea.

"I know just the thing that'll cheer you up," she whispers to you in your ear as you drive.

Ilana leans back into her passenger seat side and holds up the palm of one of her metallic leather-gloved hands. Out of the corner of your eye, you see her start to twiddle her fingers.

Immediately you feel her invisible touches start to stroke your dick through your tattered pants. It feels like a thousand feather-like fingers caressing every skin molecule from your shaft to the tip. You lean back to get comfortable in your seat from the intense feeling going on in your pants. Cosmic Girl is telekinetically teasing your cock again with her magical fingers. It feels incredible.

"Aaaaahhh...ohhhh...," you moan as the pleasure gets more intense.

"I thought you might enjoy a little foreplay to start our trip," Cosmic Girl says as she relishes pleasuring you.

Cosmic Girl continues twiddling her fingers and teasing you every so softly when suddenly your pants magically unzip themselves. With another flick of her finger, she telekinetically lifts your rock-hard cock from its pant's confines.

"Ooohhh...uhhhhh...yessssss," you utter as the stroking sensation intensifies.

It takes all your concentration to stay focused on the road. Ilana eyes light up seeing your naked dick in the open.

"Well look who decided to join us," she says. "Don't mind if I do."

Suddenly the telekinetic stroking comes to a stop. You look over at Ilana as she reaches her leather-gloved hand towards you.

“Boop,” she exclaims as she lightly taps the tip of your stiff dick with her index finger. As she does she sends a magical pulse coursing throughout your body. Your flagpole cock is harder than ever. It’s hard to concentrate on driving.

Next she moves her leather gloves hand and takes a grip around the shaft of your cock. The cool sensation of the leather strokes cools you off for a minute.

You look down and can see she's now taken your matters into her own hands. She was right it is cheering you up. She softly fondles every inch of your rock-hard cock as you drive with her leather fingertips, she whispers on your ear.

"Is this turning you on Jack?" she asks you.

"Uhhh huhhh," you whisper in response.

"How do you want me?" she asks you in a sexy sultry voice.

You see the road sign for your uncle's cabin and exit right away.