Adam's Seed

Denise pointed Adam towards the hall, and his body obediently bobbed out of the kitchen. He watched her fly behind him, sailing effortlessly through the air in her latex suit. The familiar's voice in his mind was right; Adam could already feel himself getting harder again. It certainly helped knowing he was about to have his cock sucked by his latex-clad friend. He wondered what else she had in mind for him.

I saw you watching our outfits pretty attentively, Denise said in his mind. Especially mine. Adam didn't say anything. You're not going to be shy now, are you? Denise asked.

"It's just a little overwhelming that you can hear my thoughts," Adam answered. He tried hard not to imagine levitating in Denise's room with her as she worshiped his cock with her mouth.

"But why hold back?" Denise asked. "Imagine what we can do now, Adam." He was facing her as they both levitated up the stairs, and when Denise reached her arms out for him, he floated toward her. "Imagine how you want me, and she can make it happen." Denise wrapped her latex arms around Adam's neck, pulling him in for a kiss as their bodies reoriented themselves. Denise was straddling him now in her rubber catsuit, and Adam felt her rubbery tits pressing against him.

Yeah, recovery time was no longer an issue.

As Denise kissed him, Adam imagined he and Denise naked. He imagined the suit she was wearing as a third-party to their sexual act — watching them fuck as the familiar caused supernatural chaos in Denise's room with its otherworldly abilities.

Darling, is that what you want? The suit silently asked Denise. Denise uttered an audible 'mm-hmm', and Adam was no wiser to the fact that they were responding to his visual fantasies.

When they hovered into Denise's room, Denise released Adam, who floated just above her bed. She hovered in front of him, stretching her body as the zipper at her collarbone began descending on its own. Denise bit her lip, looking at Adam's cock. As her catsuit began to open, she mimed a fist pumping up and down, and Adam gasped as he watched the flesh on his member compress, working itself up and down telekinetically.

He was hovering in Denise's room, getting his Dick worked over. He breathed in all the trappings of a girl's room. Denise's platonic position in his mind was shattered now, and he obviously didn't limit himself to thinking of her as a friend any longer. This nubile creature was hovering in front of him, magically undressing herself as she telekinetically tended to his manhood. She could see every one of his dirty thoughts, yet he couldn't even imagine hers. He couldn't wait to see her unleashed, bending reality with their new familiar as she brought her fantasies to life.

Denise moaned as the tight latex peeled from over her shoulders. Adam watched her bra-encased tits release from the catsuit, watching them jiggle as he imagined himself sucking on the perky, round forms. Denise gasped, looking down at her chest. Her bra unclasped, and she could feel suction against one of her nipples, wet lips against her breast, pulling on it. Adam watched in awe as his fantasized thought became reality. Denise's breast actually looked like it was being sucked by an invisible man. Adam held a hand out toward her other breast and clinched his digits, watching as her other tit looked like it was being grabbed.

That's right, darling. She is your toy just as you are hers. Use my gifts...practice them well, and master my power.

Denise looked down at herself as the latex suit began to peel itself off of her legs. The latex stretched around her ankles, and even as both of their bodies continue to be worked over by telekinetic ****, Adam and Denise watched the catsuit stand erect as its zipper glided back up the track. The glistening arms stretched toward the sky, and the catsuit posed, showing its rear to Adam and pointing one of its empty sleeves at Denise.

"More than enough energy to stand on my own again," the catsuit said aloud, "but I need more…" Denise sailed toward Adam's body as he rose higher, his waist in line with Denise's head. His returning erection was pointed right at her lips, and as she opened her mouth in surprise, she was placed right over it. "Now suck on him, my potent charge…suck on him like his cock is made of honeycomb." Denise's lips pursed around Adam's rod, and he looked down in shock as he watched his best friend's pretty face clamped to his manhood, pulling on him.

Denise looked up at him with hungry eyes, and Adam locked her gaze, giggling a little in disbelief as he choked for air, trying to keep pace with this new reality. Denise's eyes rolled back as she reached her hands around Adam's waist, grabbing his rear. Adam moaned, thrusting his cock into her and flexing his ass. When his glutes firmed up, Denise begin kneading them with her hands. The two of them bobbed and rocked in midair, hovering over Denise's bed as the catsuit watched.

Now it began trailing the end of one of its sleeves around its empty, latex-covered breast. The catsuit moaned a little, echoing the pleased little noises coming from her new pets.

Adam was intoxicated by Denise's raw animal advances. He tilted his head back, breathing in the scent of her room again, imagining himself surrounded by her energy. He stared at the bra that dropped off of her when the catsuit peeled itself away, concentrating on it. He placed one of his hands on the back Denise's head, grasping a handful of her hair and pulling her against him as he stretched his other hand out toward the bra on the ground.

Denise sucked harder, turned on by Adam's newfound assertion. Adam licked his lips upon feeling Denise's renewed efforts, imagining her bra lifting off the ground. Just like the hoodie he had played with earlier that day, the straps began to rise, and the bra re-clasped itself. It began to stretch in every direction as if a body was inflating within it, and now the empty cups bulged as Denise's bra lifted itself off the ground and floated toward Adam. He beckoned to it with his hand, and it bounced over to him, inches away from his face. He marveled at its filled-out cups, and he reached out to squeeze one, imagining the feeling passing on to Denise.

She squeaked even as her mouth was engulfed with Adam's dick. He couldn't help but laugh again, and now he pulled the bra closer as he nuzzled against it, inhaling Denise's scent. It was as if he had been holding himself back for years, ignoring Denise as anything other than a friend. Now, there seemed to be an insatiable drive within him. He wanted to be surrounded by her essence. As Denise's bra hovered away from his face, he looked around her room, trying to guess the location of something very specific.

Let me help you, the catsuit said in his mind. It pointed a shining black sleeve at the top drawer of Denise's half-chest, which opened on its own. Adam turned to the source of the sound and watched as a tuft of blue fabric rose from the open drawer. Another followed it in a dark color, and another in red. As the wads of fabric lifted away from where they were stored, they began bouncing toward Adam, filling themselves out as they approached him.

Shapely hips filled each pair of Denise's panties as they magically bobbed toward Adam. He whispered a nearly silent 'yes' as the first in a line of parading lingerie happily glided up to his face, sticking its crotch right against Adam's nose. The first blue pair were full-cut bikinis, wiggling against him for a few seconds as he felt the soft cottony fabric with his free hand. The next pair in black lace were curvy boy shorts, and these turned around to face their ass to Adam as they bent over, bouncing their empty backside against him.

Denise's eyes were open again, looking up at a delighted Adam playing with her underwear as his cock noticeably tightened in her mouth. When her boy shorts rotated out to be replaced by a satiny red thong, Adam looked down to see her watching, blushing a little at her notice. She seemed to smile at him, teasing her fingertips along his ass with one hand as her other reached back in front and cradled his balls. Adam twirled the thongs thin waistband around his finger as his cheek played against the strip of fabric. He couldn't get enough of her scent, and he knew that he was about to come again.

The catsuit sensed the same thing, and its black sleeve now conducted Denise's vibrator toward her body as Adam went back into high gear, thrusting against Denise's face.

Her panties were all around him, her belongings, her essence. She was sucking him off lovingly, caressing his package and playing with his ass as they both levitated in midair. When she squealed again, Adam watched her hips began to ride up and down as if she was fucking a ghost. From his angle he couldn't see the animated toy that the catsuit had directed back into her glistening cunt.

"Oh my god," Adam panted. "I'm gonna fucking come in your mouth, Denise." He said it loud enough that she heard him, even through her own pleased, cock-muffled sounds. She responded in a set of hums clearly in the affirmative, her own body trembling as the catsuit subjected her to the whims of her toy and its own telekinetic groping. The entity was going to make sure that these two nubile creatures surrendered simultaneously for the second time that evening.

It was going to have all power it needed.

"Come for me, my students — give yourselves to each other!" The catsuit commanded.

Adam felt the wave of orgasm tear through him as he blew his load into Denise's mouth. The moment she tasted his fresh, hot seed, Denise came as well, trembling in the air as she swallowed Adam. They clung to each other's bodies as they rose higher, and Denise's underwear and her toy shot away from them, leaving them suspended in the air alone as the catsuit held its sleeves outstretched.

"Yes, my darlings, yes...feed me all that raging, passionate youth!" The catsuit laughed.

To think she'd been summoned by a power-hungry nubile female was lucky enough...but for her and her new mistress to have a virgin male at the ready? Surely in this modernity, any guardian still existing would be too late to block her path. This would be a great becoming. Legendary conquest. Thralls. Power she hadn't claimed in generations.

And this was only the first step. Her new mistress didn't know how lucky she was.