...pets

--pets. My darling little pets."

A smile curled over Yana's face. She looked behind her at the cooling, seared hole she'd burned through the street level of every building through which she passed. How many people were in her billion-horsepower path when she screamed to the city's center, downtown?

"I'm sorry...my pets," Yana said. "I simply don't know my own strength just yet." She walked toward a small crowd of daring, but utterly confused onlookers. Yana was standing before them in her black, gleaming catsuit, and the car-as-herself was directly behind her, still revving its impossibly powerful twin engines. The gleaming black coating engulfing the car seemed to simmer now--swirling glowing white. It was as if the surface was a dense liquid--which bubbled more violently as the car revved.

"You're all so fragile--just like I was." She reached a hand out to a young blonde woman in business dress who'd broken a high heel trying to back away from the goddess. "I was probably prettier than you...even before this--" Yana motioned to her own perfect body, "But fragile, nonetheless."

Yana reached out a hand to the girl--a gleaming black hand. The girl seemed to think better of it at first, but Yana cocked her head just slightly, charming the girl as the Yana's vain smile seemed to turn ****--more empathetic. As soon as the girl smiled and reached her hand out, Yana grasped it, coating the tips of the girl's fingers with black latex.

"Wha--what are you doing to me?!" The girl pulled away as liquid rubber streaks cascaded over her hand, turning from black, to coffee, to burgundy, to fire-truck red as they reached down her arm, under her shirt.

"Making you stronger, Hon." Yana nodded. "Not too strong, mind you--but I can't have all my playthings breaking as soon as I sit down to play with them." The girl yelled as the liquid slid down her sides, up around her other shoulder.

Down her spine.

Over her asshole, and straight between her legs. It slid up her pussy, tickling at her clit. The girl convulsed now as the latex on the arm Yana grasped suddenly inflated, puffing explosively enough to rip the girl's blazer and blouse sleeve.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yana squealed as the blonde was coated up to her neck. "Get rid of those silly things. I dress you now." The rubber coating the blonde shuddered an inflated wave from one side of the woman's body to the other, ripping through her skirtsuit but somehow leaving her lacy black bra and underwear. They showed brilliantly against the shining red latex, and Yana seemed to approve. Mostly.

"What's your favorite kind of pet?" Yana asked the girl.

She felt naked--but she knew she wasn't. Whatever was slithering over her was constantly in motion--playing with her. Prodding her. She looked down at herself as her red, latex-coated breasts deformed with an invisible touch. It looked as if hands were taking her chest and kneading her tits--but when she reached up to grab the unseen hand, she found there was nothing there. The latex coating went on groping her, and there was nothing she could do about it.

"You will ANSWER your Goddess," Yana said, snapping her back to attention.

"I-I guess a..." Through some miracle of neurobiology, she produced a word. "rabbit?"

Yana's jaw dropped.

"And I was expecting you to be soooo boring and say 'cat'." Yana smiled, and the girl nervously smiled back. "But I think starting with a bunny could be a lot of fun. You've given me a brilliant idea." Yana tapped a finger against her lips and bit down slightly.

The girl gasped as her red latex collar stretched higher, enclosing the crown of her head and flowing to hide her hair, slicking it back against her scalp and flowing it through a hole in the back of the self-forming hood. As she started squealing again, Yana yawned and made the hood cover her mouth, leaving the top half of her face open. Some the latex **** its way between her lips and inflated, functioning perfectly as a gag that would inflate itself uncomfortably whenever she **** out muffled sounds.

It only allowed her jaw to relax when she shut the hell up...and she seemed to realize this in seconds. Yana thought herself a genius in pet-training after this brilliant discovery. As her new pet's red latex hood grew rubbery red ears, inflating themselves up with pink latex interiors with a slightly pneumatic puff, Yana was on to her next pets...