You want to know what's going on

“What the fuck!,” you yell with pounding heart. “What the fuck Ava. How did you do that? What the fuck is going on? Are you alright?”

Ava laughs. “Aww, you're such a cutie. Yes, I‘m alright, as you can see. Actually more than just alright. Far, far more.”

“Then what just happened? Could you please explain how you‘re doing all these things?”

“Of course,” she says. “But first, what do you wanna have for breakfast? Bacon, eggs, pancakes, whatever you choose.”

“I... eh.” Food is the last thing you would think of at the moment.

“Ok,” Ava joyfully says and smiles. “We‘ll have everything then.”

Suddenly a bright glow erupts on the dining table behind her, a glitter-show of white sparkles that disappeares instantly after they spark up. You can‘t believe your eyes as the glistening shimmer fades and reveales a lush and manifold breakfast-feast. The table seems to have doubled in size to give place for dozens of plates and bowls full of croissants, cheese, fruits, scrambled eggs, bacon, pancakes, yoghurt, toast and waffles, together with three cake stands made out of glass, holding sweet-scenting pies of different kinds.

“That‘ll do,” Ava says in a pleased tone. “À table! But first I‘ll clean up the mess you made.” While an empty glass materializes in her one hand, she directs her other over her with cum covered body. The oozy splotches of your semen detach from her skin and clothes and start flying in wobbling balls in front of her hand, as if gravity would take a break in your living room. The scattered spheres draw together to merge into a single murky hovering blob of slime. With a sway of her finger, Ava directs your cum into the glass where it sloshes down.

“You aren‘t going to-?”

Ava sighs. “Just sit down already,” she says. “Or I‘ll make you sit down.”

You haven‘t the energy to object, so you do as you are told. Without you noticing,Ava had already sat across you, although you had only lost sight of her for one single second.

You aren‘t in the mood for eating. You just stare at your opposite who actually puts the glass of your seed to your mouth and gulps it like a smoothie. Your apetite is completely gone now. There had been a time when Ava had called blowjobs disgusting and sickening. “Noticed something different about me?,” she asks. “Spoiler alert, I‘m not wearing glasses anymore.”

“Ava, come on, please stop teasing me. What are you? Some kind of witch?”

“That‘s a rude thing to say. Calling a girl a witch.”

“Well, you pretty sure give me every reason to think that. What the shit, Ava! Did you... create all this?” You point all over the nutritious table.

“You mean if I created all that delicious food with a single thought of my magical mind?,” she asks, smirked and shrugged her shoulders. “Maybe.”

“Stop bullshitting. Just tell me what‘s going on or I‘m out of here.” Right after you said that, you feel small and unsure. Obviously your girlfriend had developed some wicked magic powers in her absence, and you aren‘t keen on figuring out what else might have changed about her on moral standpoint.

“No reason to get pissy,” Ava says. “By the way, so far you haven't given me one sign that you‘re glad to see me.”

“Yeah, well maybe because of all that shit that started happening around you. What happened, Ava? What are those... powers.”

Your girlfriend leans forward over the table, holds her mysterious smirk and casts the glance which always charms you.

“You really wanna know? It‘s your call. It might freak you out. I don‘t want to lull you to sleep again.”

“Yes, just tell me what‘s going on here.”

She sips on her glass, licks her lips and slowly turns her head back to you. “I can do anything I want.” Her smile still isn‘t receding. Under the impression that Ava is just toying with you further, you feel your patience fading. Yet you stay with your butt seated on the chair.

“How can I understand that?,” you ask and watch her putting the glass of cum down. “What do you mean, anything?”

“I know it‘s hard to swallow, but it means exactly that. I‘m all-powerful now. A goddess. THE God, in fact. Everything I please to happen, anything I picture, just happens with no limits. I can realize anything. I am, well... omnipotent.”