The Premiere

In my bedroom on the 77th floor of the bigger-on-the-inside plane, I woke up from my nap, and stretched my divine body on my bed. I looked over at the TV, and willed it on to a live feed of what was going on downstairs, and I smiled. Two guys were playing video games while they got their dicks sucked, Jessica was getting eaten-out by a lovely Italian boy, and the virgin boy was being made a not-so-virgin by the cute little Japanese girl. I did find it funny how much mortals sought after the pathetic pleasures that their weak, mortal genitals could give them, but then again, it's not like they knew of any better pleasures. And I had to admit, I'd been just like that once, before I got the means to feel pleasure that dwarfed anything I'd felt in my mortal life.

"Amia! Get in here now ****!" I shouted, and the angel soon ran in, bowing before her Goddess, who was still curled up in bed.

"Yes mistress? How may I have the honour of serving you?" Amia asked.

"I wish to take a shower," I replied. "You are to fuck me while I do."

"As you wish," Amia complied, feeling her vagina be replace by huge boner. I walked into her huge shower cubicle, and Amia walked in behind, inserting her penis into my holy vagina.

Amia had to admit, she rather enjoyed getting to experience this side of sex for once. She'd had her fair share of female Gods to serve in the past, and many of them had done this to her too. Plus there were the occasional times when she and Achré wanted to spice things up, so they requested to God that they be allowed to swap genitals for the evening. She didn't think she'd want a penis all the time though, as it seemed like such a hassle. The standard penis and vagina set-up had been there since the original God had created the original species to live in the original universe. Though there were exceptions, most species throughout the universe had the standard two genders, with the standard sets of reproductive organs, with few variants.

Amia didn't know why the original God had created her as a female. She still thought she should have been a genderless being, since she was the only being in the universe to have no species, having always been an angel, instead of the others, who were normal mortals until they were granted angelhood by the various Gods. She remembered when, with her advice, God had selected Dorothea and Achré to be the rulers of heaven and hell. She'd been rather jealous at first, as for the millions thousands of years until that point, it had just been herself and God, and she didn't want to share him with any new angels. But he'd told her it was necessary, and that she'd always be his favourite creation.

Amia soon found herself approaching orgasm, and she shot her semen into her Goddess' pussy, but she didn't have permission to stop, so she kept fucking me for another hour or so, before I shoved her to the floor, and restored her vagina.

"Get out of my sight," I commanded her, and Amia skulked away. I walked back into my room, and commanded the towel to fly out and dry me off. I then began my walk downstairs, and mentally informed the angels downstairs of this.

"Attention passengers," the woman on the intercom said, and everyone stopped what they were doing. "Our mistress Heidi Michaels is now coming downstairs. Please show appropriate respect." A minute or so later, they saw Heidi walk into the main room, and as soon as they saw her, they exploded in powerful orgasms from her beauty. When they ended, they saw that Heidi had sat down on an armchair in the middle of the room, which somehow none of them had noticed before. One of the stewardesses brought her a glass of a colourful drink, and she sipped at it.

"Welcome to all of you," she said, in a voice that very nearly had her guests cumming again. "I hope you've had a pleasant flight so far. The movie will be starting in about 10 minutes, and I'm sure you'll all love it. I'm sure you have many questions, particularly about what you'll be doing for the rest of this week, but I promise that I will answer these questions after the movie."

I looked around, and saw that they were hanging on my every word. It was amazing what beauty did.

"The boys among you may have noticed that your penises haven't softened the whole time you've been here," I continued. "That is because your drinks were lined with a special type of viagra, which can induce erections lasting many weeks. This was done to ensure maximum enjoyment here, and I assure you, it won't give any negative health effects. Girls, they also contain powerful contraceptives, to prevent pregnancy, and you're all vaccinated against all known STDs. Now then, get any food and drink orders in now, and get comfy, because I won't have any interruptions during my masterpiece."

Everyone got drinks and assigned themselves cuddle buddies for the film, and then it began. I sat back, and enjoyed the fruits of my powers, and everyone else seemed to be really liking it too. No-one took their eyes off it for the whole 3-hour length, even during the credits. When it was finally done, everyone turned to look at me.

"So, what did you all think?" I asked the mortals.

"Miss Michaels, that was amazing!" Mai said excitedly. "Once I get home, I'm heading straight to the cinema to see it again!"

"I'm glad you approve," I said proudly. "But right now, I have another offer. I would like you all to be in the next movie."

"Really?" Asked Veronica in shock.

"Indeed," I replied. "Right now, we are heading to my private island in the Pacific Ocean. The next film will see Glorious Girl having retired to live on this island, with lots of hot sex slaves, so naturally you'll be appearing on camera nude, and having sex, but none of you mind, do you?"

Of course they didn't, because I didn't give them a choice. They were my property after all, to control as I wished.

"Good," I continued. "Of course, there will be plenty of action too, but for added realism, you won't know these scenes are coming, you'll just be taken by surprise. I promise that you won't get hurt though."

"I can't wait!" said Steve excitedly.

"Of course you can't," I said arrogantly. "I almost wish I was you, so that I could have the honour of working with me. Now then, I'm going to return to my room, because I can't stand to be with you all any longer. It'll be another hour or so before we arrive, so enjoy yourselves until then."

"So how are you honey?" Amia asked her husband, who had since been transformed into one of the gorgeous female angel stewardesses that had been serving the guests on the plane. They were sat in one of the spare rooms, since Amia had a break, as Heidi had gone to sleep.

"It's horrible," Achré replied. "She's reduced me to a common servant! I'm one of the highest ranking beings in the universe, and she's got me bringing drinks to mortals!"

"Don't worry, it's only for a few billion years, until she decides to retire," Amia said, kissing her husband...wife...whatever, on the cheek. "Honestly, I'm hoping to get her to retire early. I'll tell her about the pleasures that await her in the Gods' heaven. That should get her gone. I just hope that when she does retire, she puts someone competent in charge."

"I just want to get my normal form back," Achré sighed. "I just don't feel right without something flopping around between my legs."

"I like it," Amia smiled. "At least I won't get poked at night any more."

"If we get to spend any nights together. I mean, she's got you on call 24/7, and she's banished us all from heaven, so we can't even go home. I miss our bed."

"I can't even monitor the chaos that's probably going on across the universe with no God," Amia said. "I can't teleport any more, and all the monitoring stuff is in heaven. When she finally retires, we're going to have a backlog of billions of years. I'd be surprised if we get everything sorted out before the heat **** of the universe. At least that'll clear most of the paperwork, though it'll all need filing, and there'll still be all the souls that'll need judging. Honestly, this could all be avoided if Gods would just allow me to advise them in the selection of the successors. Jack didn't even tell me he was going to do it. I just sensed time moving backwards, and before I could ask him what in his name he was thinking, I felt the transference of power, so I had to go and dig out this girl's file."