A poolboy comes to tell an apparently latex-clad hotel guest that the rooftop pool doesn't open until 9AM

It was a man--about to push through the glass door on the other side of the deck. Maybe not quite a man. He had a stutter in his step when he beheld Yana's body in the sleek black latex. She didn't turn even as he approached. He couldn't have possibly taken her by surprise, she simply didn't care. She kept only what focus she needed on him as she made plans in a hundred different ways.

"M--Ma'am, the uh...access door shouldn't have opened. You can watch the sunrise from the observatory level if you like, but the rooftop pool doesn't actually open until 9AM."

Yana laughed.

"This is his first job," the suit said to her. "It's endearing to hear such a voice try and exercise authority, isn't it?" She could practically hear the usher licking his lips.

"Things open when I say they open," Yana said. The usher looked down at his belt, watching it unthread on its own. Yana turned toward him and winked as his belt popped open. His pants followed closely behind, Unbuttoning and unzipping before an unseen force pulled them down his sides. He looked down in shock, reaching for his runaway pants as his vest buttons burst open. "Untie, unfasten, unlatch, unlock..." Yana said. "Everything's open to me now, darling." She weaved a finger at his black shined shoes, which untied themselves.

By now he was grasping at the sides of his shirt, fluttering open as Yana giggled. She reveled in his reactions at each of the impossible things happening. Every one of the supernatural events seemed to trigger a realization somewhere in his jumpy animal mind every time his eyes leapt to Yana's face. She was laughing about it. Making motions with her hands. Controlling whatever was happening.

"How are you doing this?" He asked, holding the sides of his shirt. Yana blew a kiss from her palm, and the usher's white button down puffed up like a windsock and carried him into the air. It lifted him out of his shoes and the pants at his ankles. A second later, he was floating over the surface of the pool, clinging to his shirt and squealing unintelligibly about flying.

"No--you're just dangling, my dear." Yana lifted into the air, sailing toward him. "Your shirt there--that's floating." She reached a hand out to him, and his body moved closer to hers until his hand met hers. He looked at her with wild eyes at first--but her gaze seemed to have a calming effect on him. "There we are. That's it." The usher smiled. His head started to sway a bit. "This is flying."

Yana and the guy shot into the air. Luckily for the mortal man, he enjoyed the same protection of the bubble Yana had made herself before. She took him well over the city, higher and higher...and he didn't so much as shout. No more struggling, no questions. Awe and awe alone were on his mind. How did he get so lucky to--

"I'm going to give you a few presents," The goddess spoke, "and you're going to do me a few favors. Okay?"

The young man's body tensed. He felt a tingling that started at the very base of his spine and worked its way upward--a tightening, hardening sensation. He couldn't detect the exact change right away, but he was wider. More built.

"See this body I've given you?" Asked Yana. "What do you say?" As the two of them sailed down steadily again, the guy began to feel up his own pecs, gulping as he searched his own shoulders, biceps... With a twist of Yana's wrist, he was soon facing the reflection of the pool--hovering horizontally over it, getting closer as he looked at his brand new body.

"I...I say 'thank you'!" He managed. "B-but who--"

"She is your goddess, boy..." the suit answered, keeping her new mistress from the effort. "And you are the first human subject to experience her will directly."

As he beheld Yana, she read herself from his eyes. His gratitude and awe were delicious, and she wanted to feel them even more deeply.

"Your graciousness is appropriate," Yana said, her eyes narrowing as her latex suit tightened across the chest. "And you will be awarded appropriately."