Gemma helps Nova realise who she really is

It typically took Nova about fifteen minutes to walk from her house to Gemma's, so she reached backward in time by fifteen minutes, which was about when she was finishing up with her sister, and sent a text telling Gemma she was on her way over.

Gemma had moved out of her parents' place into a small apartment when she turned nineteen, so Nova simply appeared behind her as she was watching a hentai video where a woman who could grow tentacles was using them to penetrate numerous other women in multiple holes, and excreting fluids that caused her victims to become substantially curvier.

It was nothing Nova hadn't seen herself, of course, and though they'd never actually gotten physical with each other, she'd been over at Gemma's place plenty of times in the last two years or so, and almost always the two would end up watching something pornographic while fingering and fondling themselves in front of each other, just as Gemma was doing then, her shirt pulled up and her panties moved to one side while she fingered her slit and played with a modest boob.

Nova's mother had allowed her to tell one person outside the family about her upcoming inheritance, and Nova had of course chosen Gemma. Her friend had gone into some detail about her sexual fantasies that she hoped Nova's magic could help her realise, though she'd never broached the subject of the two of them actually fucking. Gemma's twenty-first birthday had been a month before Nova's, and the witch had promised that Gemma's real birthday present would come when Nova herself came of age.

"Happy belated birthday!" Nova said, placing her hands on Gemma's shoulders and resting her oversized rack on her friend's head.

Gemma started, but Nova **** her back to calm. "Oh! Hi, Nova. Happy birthday." She thought for a moment. "So, you've got your powers now?"

"Yep," Nova said, hovering backward to lie down on Gemma's bed. The woman paused the video in the middle of a closeup of an expanding breast.

"Guess that explains how you got in without my hearing anything. And how you're..." Gemma trailed off, waving a hand at Nova's new body.

Nova grinned. "Magic's real convenient like that."

"I got you something," Gemma went on, clearly wanting to get that out of the way before getting distracted by Nova's new abilities. She opened a desk drawer and took out a small package.

Nova crooked a finger and applied her telekinesis, powerful enough to collapse the entire universe into a black hole instantaneously if she wanted to, carefully and delicately removing the tape and wrapping paper without so much as the slightest rip, to reveal an incredibly tacky plastic magic wand, with a five-pointed star at one end and a tiny battery at the other so that it would light up when shaken.

"Sorry," Gemma said, "I saw it a few days ago at the dollar store and, well, I couldn't resist, knowing about you and all that. It's not much."

"It's perfect," Nova assured her friend. "What do you get the woman who can have anything? Something so incredibly cheap and tacky that it'd never even occur to her to create it herself." She giggled as she waved the wand around, making it send out a few harmless sparkles of light as she swooshed it through the air.

"So, uh, what've you been up to?" Gemma asked. Nova casually perused her friend's thoughts and discovered that her new body had left the other woman feeling both too intimidated and too turned on to broach the question of whether Nova would actually honour her promise to give Gemma a magical birthday present.

"Time enough for that later," Nova said with another wave of the wand before releasing it and letting it hover in midair. "I think I owe you a late birthday present or two."

"Oh, um, you don't owe me anything, Nova, just, you being here, on your own birthday, that's enough, taking time to be with me."

"Nonsense, I promised you some magic and some magic you'll get."

Nova and Gemma had discussed what Nova might do, though at the time Nova had thought she'd be starting out a rank beginner and wouldn't be able to do much, especially not under the watchful eyes of her mother. So Gemma had just made two requests, one that should be OK and one that was only for the circumstance where Nova could do it safely.

"No, really, it's OK, it's your magic."

"And I want to use my magic to help you," Nova said firmly.

Gemma thought, but did not say, 'You're helping me enough, giving me an eyeful of your massive boobs. Fuck, after she leaves I'm gonna have to get a stronger vibrator so I can orgasm hard enough dreaming about being underneath her...'

"So first," the witch went on, "you should know that my mother isn't a concern. Grandma left me a few more gifts than just the bloodline magic, and so I can do anything I want now."

"Anything?"

"Within reason." Nova paused. "Whatever that means when you're as powerful as I am, anyway. So." Nova twitched a finger and the toy wand pointed itself at Gemma. A blast of sparkles shot from its tip and Gemma's clothes vanished, as did every other piece of clothing she owned.

Gemma's facial expression was a mix of a smile and a frown. "All my clothes, Nova? I know I said I want to be a nudist, but I can't be that way everywhere, you know that."

"Perception filter, for one. If someone shouldn't see you naked, they'll see what they should see instead."

"All right, but people'll still gawk and comment, and what about when it gets cold?"

Nova dismissed the objections. "I know you want people to gawk"--Gemma hadn't actually told her that, but Nova knew from reading her mind that being ogled was a massive turn-on for her--"and as for people commenting, nobody will, I removed the possibility of you wearing clothes at all, it's impossible for you not to be naked. You won't feel temperature fluctuations or be affected by the weather, either, every day will feel like a pleasant autumn day to you."

"You thought of all that?" Gemma said. "We never discussed any of it."

"No, I just thought 'make Gemma permanently naked', my magic fills in the rest to make it work properly," Nova explained. "It'd be way less useful if I actually had to address all of those issues myself."

"Convenient," Gemma agreed.

"And the other change you said you wanted." Another jolt of magic shot from the wand, and Gemma felt her body firming up slightly, developing just a hint of muscle tone, looking like she worked out regularly and watched what she ate. It was nothing outlandish like what Nova had given herself.

"I love it," Gemma said, running her hands along her limbs and torso.

"I knew you would. Of course, I've still got to give you my own present."

"Your own present?"

"Sure. Did you think I was just going to leave you changed the way you wanted? They're my powers, Gemma, I'll do what I want with them." Nova grinned. "And besides, I know which role you'd want to play in that hentai."

Another jolt of magic rushed through Gemma, and she couldn't stop herself from moaning as Nova sent her sexual sensitivity skyrocketing while creating new flesh for her body from nothing. Gemma's breasts and ass bloated as Nova simply demanded of reality that they be larger, their growth only stopping once they were barely smaller than Nova's own assets, though given Gemma's otherwise smaller form they looked much bigger on her.

"That, uh, I didn't expect them to be this big," Gemma said. "I didn't expect anything, of course, but, y'know, nothing like this if it did happen."

Nova shrugged. "I'm gay and I love big boobs and butts. Why wouldn't I give someone whose face I want in my twat ridiculous curves?"

Gemma went blank for a moment as she processed what Nova said. "You... what? Face in your twat?"

Nova's magic swirled through Gemma's body a little more, making her tongue longer and more dextrous. "I want you eating me out," Nova said, as if it were nothing more serious than talking about the weather. "I want your tongue on my cunt and I want you to bring me to a bunch of screaming orgasms. And then I want you to surrender your autonomy to me and become my personal property and fuckslave for the rest of our lives."

Gemma blushed. The rational, civilised part of her recoiled from the idea, but as Nova knew, another, more primal part of her friend found Nova's matter-of-fact demand that Gemma willingly reduce herself to nothing more than a toy an incredible turn-on.

"No," Gemma finally said.

"No?" Nova quirked an eyebrow. Given how much Gemma had been squirming in arousal while she thought, that wasn't the answer Nova had expected. She hadn't bothered to keep reading her friend's mind, since she thought it was a foregone conclusion.

"No, I won't surrender myself to you." Gemma heaved herself up from her chair, finding it harder to move her ponderous assets than it was for Nova, Marina or Sophie since the witch hadn't made her nearly as strong. She laid herself down next to Nova on the bed, putting her mouth next to the near-omnipotent witch's ear. "I don't want to surrender myself to you, Nova. I want you to **** me to be yours. I want you to take my autonomy from me. I want to know that I'm just the first person you're going to dominate that way." Gemma finally couldn't stop resisting her own arousal and slipped two fingers inside her cunt, immediately moaning loudly because of how sensitive Nova had made her.

Nova turned her head to the side so that she could look Gemma right in the eyes. "There's no going back from this," she said. If it had been anyone else but Gemma, she would've just done it.

Gemma nodded and whimpered. "I know."

Nova nodded in turn and invaded Gemma's mind again, wordlessly compelling her to stop masturbating and start pleasuring Nova instead, all while her power danced through reality, stripping away Gemma's free will, stripping away the concept of Gemma's independence, stripping away the notion that Gemma was anything but Nova's personal property.

Stripping away the concept that it was possible for Nova to be anything but an unquestionable paragon of moral virtue.

Stripping away the concept that Nova could be judged for using her powers for anything she saw fit.

Stripping away the concept that Nova Willard was anything other than reality's absolute dictator.