VENUS:

Venus in Somnia

by Bigby Wolfe

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Alexandra Aquila's dream went something like this:

She was flying in the air. She had always read that if you dream of flying, you are really dreaming of sex, but she didn't believe that. Why should flying be a metaphor for sex? Why should flying be a metaphor at all?

But now she was somewhat more convinced, because flying felt so good. She could feel the air rushing past her, whipping her dark hair around her face, making her shiver and her nipples lengthen. The wind caressed her like a lover and she sighed deeply.

The wind stopped now and Alexa opened her eyes (she hadn't even realized she had closed them) to see why and realized she was no longer flying, no, wait, she was flying, but it was in an airplane. The plane zoomed across the sky and Alexa looked out of the window, as if she would be able to see herself dancing on the wing, but she wasn't.

She looked around the plane and saw that she wasn't the only passenger: there was a man whose face she didn't recognize sitting further up and a group of teenagers giggly across the isle and sitting next to Alexa was Michelle, from the department store. "Nice to see you again," Michelle said.

"Yes, it is nice to see me again," Alexa said as she looked down at herself, but it wasn't her. She was plain looking and drag and her breasts were small and tiny. "This isn't me," she said.

"Of course it is, silly cow," Michelle said and suddenly she wasn't Michelle but one of the men from last night, the ones who had tried to hurt her and she had hurt them instead. "That's who you are inside. You can't change that. All the magic in the world can't change that."

"This isn't me," Alexa said. "This isn't real."

"Of course it is," The man who was suddenly Michelle again said. "Dreams are a wish your heart makes. This is real life."

Alexa awoke with a start. She looked around her dorm room and then down at her body, which looked the same as it did yesterday, which included enormous breasts. She sighed with relief.

And that was when the door swung open and Alexa's roommate Becky came in. "Hey, Lexa," Becky said as she tossed her stuff to the floor, "I know I'm kinda early but..." It was then that Becky actually saw Alexa on her bed in all her exaggerated glory.

"Holy fucking shit," Becky said.

"You can say that again," Alexa said.

*** *** ***

Four men in robes stood in a circle around a fire. Hoods obscured each of their faces as each chanted, "In girum imus nocte et consumimur igni. We enter the circle at night and are consumed by fire."

When they were finished, the hooded man on the right said, "Brother Exegete believes that he has found the Madonna."

Another hooded man, who was Brother Exegete, said, "I do indeed believe, Brother Daedal. She has experienced a recent transformation and she contains within her great power. We must utilize that power for good."

Another hooded man, this one named Brother Animus, asked, "But if it is true that she is the Madonna, won't she already be drawn to our side, Brother Exegete?"

"It is not enough that she be drawn," Brother Exegete said. "She must be willing be the vessel. Right now, she is unwilling."

The fourth hooded member, the one who had not spoken, who was called Brother Ossify, said, "You have already proceeded with the second phase, Brother Exegete, have you not?"

"I have, Brother Ossify," Brother Exegete said.

"Then we will simply wait and see what happens," Brother Ossify said.

*** *** ***

Becky stared at Alexa. She kept staring at Alexa for several minutes, in fact. Finally, Alexa said, "Say something, will you!"

"Lexa?" Becky said. "That...that can't be you, can it?"

"Yep," Alexa said. "In the flesh...so to speak."

"Man," Becky said, "you got one hell of a boob job."

Alexa laughed. Even in the most serious of moments, Becky could still make Alexa laugh, which was why she was her favorite roommate and they had requested to be roommates for two years in a row. Alexa's previous roommate had been something of a slut and had a guy in the room almost every night, while Alexa had always been forced to sit in the lounge and read. Becky wasn't like it, but she was what some people would call "easygoing." If she walked into a room full of strangers, she would know everyone's name in a matter of minutes, become friends with most of the females, and received phone numbers from most of the straight males. It didn't hurt that she was easy on the eyes, too: blonde hair with blue stripes, cute blue eyes, and a figure that used to be called "full-bodied." In a nutshell, she was everything that Alexa wasn't two days ago.

Except now Alexa looked different. "Your..." Becky was momentarily speechless and then came up said, "You're a Porno Amazon!"

This made Alexa laugh again and when she laughed, her breasts jiggled up and down. "Whoa," Becky said. "Make that an Uber Porno Amazon. How did this happen?"

"I honestly don't know," Alexa said. "One night, I was reading in my bed and there was this...tingling and I fell asleep and the next morning I have the body of a...a..."

"Porno Amazon!" They both say it at the same time and then laugh.

"Oh, man," Becky said. "Why can't I ever wake up like that?"

"Maybe you will," Alexa said. "I still don't know how it happened, but I have this...power."

"Power?" Becky said. "Like a superpower? Holy shit, this is awesome."

If there was one thing that Becky liked more than anything else, it was superheroes. She could rhapsodize on for hours about Rapid or the Midnight Man or Straight Shooter and she had maintained a current list of active superheroes on her website, which she updated weekly.

"So, what is this superpower?" Becky asked. "Is it flight? Super strength? Super vision? You can't leave me hanging like this!"

"I...don't really know how to describe it," Alexa said. "It's...a strange power. I mean, I used it on these two thugs who were hounding me yesterday and it knocked them out, but..."

"Show it to me," Becky said. "I mean, if I can see it, maybe I can name it. I know what a lot of superpowers are." She did – on her website, she classified each superhero by their power and status, as well as if they were in the Guardians' Guild or if they had a rogues gallery.

"Alright, it's just...I don't exactly know how I did it," Alexa said. "It was kind of a reflex."

"That's always how it is at first," Becky said, "but after the first time, you learn to control it with your mind and will and stuff. Trust me."

"Okay," Alexa said. "Here goes." She held out her hand and tried to make it tingle like it did last night. At first, she didn't feel anything, but then she slowly started to feel the sensation in her fingertips. It was similar to the one last night, but not exactly the same, not as powerful or full of anger. Slowly, Alexa reached out her hand and touched Becky's shoulder.

Suddenly, Becky convulsed and her eyes went glassy and Alexa thought she had done something wrong and her best friend was hurt, but a smile soon spread across Becky's face. "Whoa," she said. "That...that was..."

"An orgasm," Alexa said. "See why I said it was a strange power?"

"It's an awesome power!" Becky exclaimed. "You can make guys come by pointing at them! It's every girl's dream come true."

"Really?" Alexa asked. "Because I never had that dream." They giggled again.

"Man, I'm going to have to get used to the new you," Becky said. "I just can't stop looking at those sweater puppies." If it was at all possibly, Becky would never use the actual word 'breast.' "Those fun bags, those chest pumpkins, those gazongas, those moneymakers, those cock knockers, those...those..." She was speechless.

"Wow," Alexa said. "If I'd known you would have flipped like this, I would have called you when I first found out."

"No way," Becky said. "This is way better. Actually seeing them.... Can I...can I touch them?"

This surprised Alexa a little. She had never imagined that Becky could be a lesbian or even bisexual, but then again, maybe she was just curious. I was curious when it first happened as well, Alexa thought. "Okay," she said. "Just be careful, they are really sens..." She was cut off by a moan when Becky had reached forward and felt her left nipple. "...itive," she finished just as another moan escaped her lips.

Becky reached forward with her other hand and started massaging Alexa's left breasts, eliciting more moans from her. Alexa herself started to unconsciously massage her right breast and soon a wave of pleasure with building within her.

Becky smiled playfully. "I'm going to pay you back for giving me that orgasm," she said as she massaged. "I'm going to pay you back tenfold."

As Alexa's breathing grew more shallow and the pleasure built to crescendo, she reached out with her other hand and started massaging Becky's breast through her t-shirt. Becky didn't seem to mind or even notice as she was firmly focused on rubbing Alexa's breasts and bringing her to climax.

Climax was finally achieved with both of Becky's hands on Alexa's breasts. Alexa tried to subdue a scream, but one escaped anyway (though luckily it was merely a small one that would attract no attention). In the afterglow of her first orgasm of the day, Alexa held Becky's face close to hers and leaned forward.

"What are you-" Becky said before she was silenced by Alexa's lips. The small kiss escalated into a frenzy of tongue and soon Becky was removing her clothes, while Alexa discarded with the remains of her panties.

Yesterday with Michelle was Alexa's first lesbian experience and Becky was similar to that, but different. Instead of sucking and licking her breasts, Becky and Alexa engaged in round after round of tongue play, only coming up for air or to unbutton her shirt or unzip her pants. While sex with Michelle was relatively calm, sex with Becky was wild and frenzied. Books were knocked onto the floor, papers scattered as Alexa and Becky tried to find the bed without looking away from each other.

That was the other detail that was different: with Michelle, there was no bed, only a dressing room. Alexa found that a soft bed didn't wonders for sex.

Two hours later, as Alexa and Becky were spooning, Alexa asked, "Was this your first time with a..."

"Porno Amazon?" Becky said and Alexa stifled a laugh. "Or do you mean a member of the same sex? Well, during a particularly brutal game of Spin-the-Bottle in the ninth grade, I kissed Nancy Parkinson. Does that count?" She laughed and then asked, "Have you thought of a name?"

"What for?" Alexa asked.

"You know," Becky said. "A superhero name. Personally, I like Orgasmagal. Has a nice ring to it."

"No way," Alexa said.

"Then how about Himalaya Lady?" Becky said. "Watermelon Woman? Mammary Maid? Gajoomba Girl?"

Alexa laughed at all her suggestions and then said, "Actually, I was thinking of Venus."

"Venus?" Becky said. "I like it. Now let's see if I can climb the Olympus Mons."

"That's Mars!" Alexa laughed and then giggled and then moaned.

*** *** ***

Michelle tugged on her bra strap for the twentieth time that day. It had felt small since she put it on this morning, but when she looked at the tag, it said 36C, like always. She wondered if she was retaining water or if this was a late growth spurt and maybe...maybe it had something to do with yesterday.

Michelle only remembered parts of what happened between her and Alexa, but it was enough for her to wonder what had come over her. She had a boyfriend who made her happy, but when she saw Alexa's enormous breasts, she just couldn't help herself.

She wondered if perhaps Alexa had given her something that made her breasts grow, but quickly dismissed the thought. Stuff like that only happens in stories, she thought and quickly approached the gentleman who had just entered the department store.

"Can I help you, sir?" Michelle said.

"I certainly hope so," Brother Exegete said.

*** *** ***

"Have you tried doing other things?" Becky asked.

"Like what?" Alexa said. They were still naked in bed and Becky was propping her head up with her hand.

"I don't know," Becky said. "Like other powers."

"I wondered if I might be able to fly," Alexa said. "But testing that is kind of dangerous."

"What about doing something related to your other power?" Becky asked.

"Giving orgasms?" Alexa said. "What could be related to that? Making someone feel like they were having a blow job?"

"No," Becky said, "how about increasing someone's breast size?" This was the first time Becky had referred to them as breasts and Alexa noticed that she was being serious, rather than her usually funny self.

"Maybe," Alexa said. "I haven't tried."

"There's only one way to find out," Becky said. "Test it out on me."

"You?" Alexa said. "But you have great breasts. They're big and..."

"Yeah, yeah," Becky said. "They're big and soft and cuddly, but...well, I've always wanted bigger. I know that's illogical, but...well, that's me. Never satisfied with what she's got."

"I understand," Alexa said. "And I'll try. It might not work, though, so don't get your hopes up." She held up her hands and tried to make them tingle like before. She wondered if she would just give Becky another orgasm or if what happened yesterday with the thugs would happen to Becky, but she knew that was caused by her fear and anger. Right now, she wasn't frightened or angry, she was happy. So she concentrated that happiness into her hands and she felt the tingle.

She reached over and placed her hands over Becky's breasts and she felt the energy release. It felt different than the last time and she knew what was going to happen and she knew it would work.

Becky felt Alexa's hands on her breasts and then a slight tingling sensation and then suddenly, she felt her breasts jumped forward. Alexa's hands were still there and they massaged Becky's breasts as they grew. Becky moaned as her breasts grew larger and larger. Soon, they were roughly the size of cantaloupes. "Eeeeee...nough," Becky said between moans. "Biiig eeenough."

"Are you sure?" Alexa said. "You could be my size if you wanted."

"Nooohuhuhhhhh," Becky moaned. "Biiiig eeenough." Alexa pulled her hands back and Becky's breasts stopped growing. They were now a little smaller than honeydew melons. As Becky rubbed her nipples, she smiled and said, "Thank you. They're just what I always wanted."

"You're welcome," Alexa said. She learned forward and planted a kiss on both nipples. Becky retaliated by tickling Alexa and soon they were going for a round five in lovemaking.

That is until someone knocked on the door.

"Should we tell them to go away?" Becky asked.

"I don't know," Alexa said. "Could be important."

"It could just be another hall meeting," Becky said.

"You never know," Alexa said as she got off the bed and starting putting on her clothes. Becky had a little trouble pulling on her shirt, but she soon got it on, though it was so tight that it clearly showed the outline of each breasts.

There was a second knock at the door just as Alexa finished dressing. "I'm coming," she said and opened the door.

He was wearing a red and yellow costume, with a stylized M in the center and muscles bulging every place Alexa looked. "I think it's time we met," Magniman said.

TO BE CONTINUED...