Stuff goes exponential

The power of your orgasm is exemplified by the fact that it's audible. As if someone was twisting bubble wrap except that every pop coincided with a gunshot. You're **** into closing your eyes and thorwing your head back in bliss, but perfectly able to feel that with every loud crackle, a new penis springs up, an existing penis grows larger, or your breasts grow two cup sizes.

Coming to takes much longer than before. After hours of your brains lolling and simmering in their own special broth of love juices, you groggily manage to regain brain functions.

Waking up being the slow process that it is, it's still quite apparent that you have at least thirty dicks, the smallest of which are longer than you are tall. Each of your boobs outranks the rest of your body in their size, though their impossible perkiness still allows you to swing them around without having them drag along the floor. There are five, if not ten nipples on each breast, and every single one of them is bigger than the total sum of your boobs before your latest orgasms.

The rest of your body has followed suit. Your marbled abs are eight shiny and bulging plates of steel. Your limbs, when relaxed, look curvy and comfy under curtains of plentiful, soft and cushioned flesh. But flexing them reveals a set of impressive and well-defined muscles.

You feel like needing to check yourself from a mirror. That's made considerably harder by the fact that half of your house was vaporized from the barrage of cum from your latest batch of orgasms. Never mind the fact that your field of view consists mostly of missile-size and -grade genitals.

Any need for self-admiration is lost the moment the first shivers of delight start caressing your enlarged and enhanced organs. The lightest caress of wind, even the vibrations of your heartbeat would constitute as vigorous jilling and jacking off to you. There's simply no way to stop the oncoming oceanic orgasms from wiping the floor with the shreds of your pitiful human brains.

Unbeknownst to you, this new body of yours has some others, very sizeable boons. Your power has increased exponentially with every inch of cock, every cup size and every extra nipple. Thus, your strength, speed, stamina, durability and just about any other measurable attribute is currently at around 10^7200 times beyond a normal human's.

Sophie: "Ah..."

This soft, inattentive gasp of pleasure was in itself enough to make the entire planet explode and scatter its remains into deep space at greater-than-light speeds. As you drive your universe-strength hands around the shafts of your penises and nipples, exciting them consecutively to the brink of orgasm, the entire galaxy begins to vibrate from the uncontainable, physics-breaking forces the focal point of which you've become.

As your superhumanly fast hands accomplish their task by jerking off every erogenous zone in your body at once, the fabric of spacetime collapses from the **** of your orgasm, imploding the universe like a soap balloon getting squashed by a boulder.

Not even your own seemingly invulnerable body can withstand such total and utter decimation of reality. However, the lust of your final actions is powerful enough to permeate other nearby universes, in part being the cause of some of the strange ascensions which your alternate universe selves experience today.

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