Inevitable Odds

In a small apartment in Melbourne, Osha was lazing about, playing on her phone. Classes were finished, and her job at the university was on pause. As long as she budgeted her money, she had the whole summer to slack off!
 
Presently, the young Melanesian woman was lying on her bed, watching videos on her phone, still wearing her pajamas. She was due to meet up with her boyfriend for lunch, but she saw no need to get ready any sooner than necessary.
 
In between mini-marathons of TikTok vids and Twitter scrolling, she suddenly got a text message from an unfamiliar e-mail address. Almost instinctively, she moved to delete it without looking, but the title caught her eye. [Sex Goddess Supreme!]
 
Osha found herself smirking. Morbid curiosity compelled her to see what terrible phishing scam this was. Some of these bot-scripted spam messages were so bad they were funny. With a title like that, it wouldn’t hurt to take a peek! She opened the text to give a glance before deleting. If it was funny enough, she’d screenshot it for a meme post.
 
Instead of a poorly pitched pill or a sketchy link to a data-mining clicker game, the message simply said: [Do you want to become a Goddess of Sex? Fill out this quick survey!]
 
Osha normally might have just blocked the message right there, but found herself just curious enough to see where this was going. There weren’t any links to press. [Sure why not?] she replied, not sure if the bot would register the response.
 
The reply came back immediately.
 
[Question 1: If you had the powers of a god, but had to keep them a secret, what would you do with them?]
 
Well, that was an unexpected question. Maybe this wasn’t a phishing bot? She frowned in contemplation, and proceeded to think out loud to herself.  “Uh… sheesh. That’s a heady question! I guess I’d help people out? But I wouldn’t want to be constantly pestered with prayers all the time. I’d definitely make sure my family and friends were okay, but otherwise, I dunno. If I had to keep it secret, I guess I’d just do little good deeds here and there when no one’s looking.”
 
A sly grin formed on her face as she tapped her chin in reconsideration. “Ah, but the gods are never just doting goody-goods are they? Maybe I’d be a trickster god! Hee-hee! I can think of a few people I’d play some pranks on! And I could set it up so no one could prove anything!”
 
She typed: [I’d turn myself into a forest nymph and play with mortals who entered my domain. If they were fun, I’d give them a reward, if they were lame, I’d give them a little punishment!] She giggled as she submitted the response.
 
[Question 2: How would you describe your sex life?]
 
Osha blushed a bit, thinking to the past semester. She’d been with two boys and one girl in quick successive flings, as well as had a couple one-night stands at parties, before hooking up with her current boyfriend. They weren’t exactly at the “going steady” phase yet, but they’d had six very frisky dates!
 
[Successful! ;)] she replied.
 
[Question 3: Do you like being on your knees in front of your lover, or prefer them on their knees?]
 
Osha snickered. [Both are fun!]
 
[Question 4: Boys or girls?]
 
[Both are fun!]
 
[Question 5: Giving or receiving?]
 
[Both are fun!]
 
[Question 6: Does having the power of a god obligate you to the responsibilities of one?]
 
Boy, this was a weird survey! [Well, that depends on if the power is dependent on those responsibilities, or if you were given those powers as part of a contract to fulfill them. Just having the power in itself shouldn’t really entitle you to impose on others, though.]
 
[To continue this survey, begin playing with yourself.]
 
She blinked at that. Was this thing for real?
 
Still, recalling all the fun she’d had this year had gotten her a little bit in the mood. The question about being on knees made her think of the frankly stellar blowjob she’d given her boyfriend just last weekend. She’d imbibed him with loving care while he threaded his fingers through her hair and held her head so she couldn’t pull away. It had been very hot! She sucked him to the finish, swallowing every drop, and then kept sucking, reasserting control with post-orgasm stimulation!
 
Only for a few moments, though. She’d gotten so wet from being his dutiful cock-sucker, only to turn the tables on him! She left his poor, over-stimulated cock with a pop, and while he caught his breath, she pushed him onto his back and mounted his face, demanding he return the favor. Taken by surprise, still reeling a little, he enthusiastically complied, making her writhe against him as she reached back and clasped his recovering dick, stroking it to keep it stiff as she wet his face in her pleasure!
 
Osha found her hand slipping beneath her pajama pants as she replayed the memory. She sometimes liked to tease herself a bit before her dates anyway, so why not take the survey’s suggestion? As her free hand began to rub her stiffening clit, she moved her thumb to confirm with the survey.
 
Except the survey automatically replied. [Good girl.]
 
She paused. Was the bot on a timer? Was it actually a bot, or was a stranger actually texting her live, and just guessed at what she was doing? The camera wasn’t on, was it?
 
[Question 7: A mysterious curse falls over the world, preventing everyone from being able to achieve orgasm. You, however, have been gifted with a magical button. Press it, and whoever you think of will be temporarily granted release privileges, either individuals or whole groups. How would you use this power?]
 
Osha flushed at the thought, and her hand started moving on her sex again. One of her past flings had showed her a story about a very similar scenario! In that one, however, only men were denied world-wide, while any woman could grant permission. Osha had found the idea wickedly thrilling, though she also had imagined what the reverse would be like. Her rubbing went a bit quicker, as she thought about holding the whole world’s orgasms for ransom! Such a silly, yet hot idea! And then, she imagined her lovers, past and present, taking control of the button, and using it on her! Still, it was a little mean to force the whole world to suffer under her whims.
 
She typed a bit clumsily as her own hand distracted her. [I’d release the whole world, except a few dozen people. Rich, arrogant douchebags, who I’d make pay me every time they wanted to pop! And a handful of lovers who I’d reward for good behavior!]
 
[Question 8: What is the sexiest monster or folklore creature?]
 
She had to think on that, imagining herself being ravaged by a variety of creatures. She stopped her rubbing to pull her pants down to her ankles, and spread her legs wide before resuming at a more vigorous pace. There were so many to choose from! She imagined being wrapped in the tail of a lamia, being mind-broken with lust in the arms of a succubus, being trapped on a raft at sea while mermaids pinned her down and played with her. But she liked it the other way, too! She could imagine being a pixie, using nature magic to tie up a lost explorer, teasing their sensitive parts with her wings and tiny body. She could imagine being a catgirl, hunting down and pinning a boy or girl who’d dared to enter her territory! And of course, the forest nymph idea from before!
 
[Can’t decide?]
 
She didn’t stop rubbing herself this time, but her brow furrowed at the message. A live person would probably have started making passes by now, so surely it was a timed bot.
 
She defaulted to: [Nymphs!] If she wasn’t under pressure, she might have picked something less generic, but the survey asked for “sexy”, and “nymph” reminded her of the word “nympho.”
 
[Question 9: If you were a Goddess, with a world of your very own, where you could do anything you wanted to your devoted subjects, how would you want them to worship you?]
 
Osha imagined herself as a shining deity, ruling over a city of golden buildings and fantastical trees. Every day, her beautiful people would turn and bow to her temple, and offer their most skilled lovers for a daily orgy with their Goddess. Her climaxes would create light and warmth and nourishment for the land. Her people would ask her to bless their unions. But at night, she would retire from her divine throne, and change her shape to become a sensual creature that would kidnap and toy with the wicked and unwary.
 
Pleasure bloomed in her core, stronger than she was expecting, and she let out a gasp! She could feel something like static pressure in the air, an unusual warmth thrumming through her core. What was going on? Her body felt hot, and the pleasure from her own hand was surging with frightening strength. The fantasy in her mind was unbelievably strong! The phone creaked as she clutched it tightly in her free hand, and only an unexpected stubbornness allowed her to keep her grip on it, instead of throwing it to the side to join her other hand!
 
She tried to type her idea, settling for a truncated: [Nature goddess, prayed to by day. Sexy demon, hunting by night.]
 
[Question 10: Would you like to make the fantasy real?]
 
Without hesitation, overtaken by lust, her hand frantic between her legs, moans escaping her lips, she managed to type: [YES]
 
[Repeat until you cum: I want to be a God.]
 
Osha dropped her phone, and thrust her fingers into herself as she continued to rub her clit. She was blinded by lust! She felt like she’d been teetering on the brink of orgasm for hours, and her body shook and bucked with an unbelievable pleasure. She cried out in her passion. “I WANT TO BE A GOD! I WANT TO BE A GOD! I WANT TO BE A GOD!”
 
She had no idea what was happening to her. She had no idea three other girls across the world were going through the exact same thing. She had no idea that her actions were being observed from across dimensions. And even if she had been aware, she was too far gone into the pleasure to care. All she knew was she needed release, and she begged for the power to achieve it!
 
And then suddenly, whatever force was holding back her climax was pulled away. For a perilous instant, she felt a flicker of deep aching hollowness. And then the pleasure surged back into her, instantly filling that brief emptiness with a heat her mortal body could no longer contain!
 
Across the world, four girls unknowingly ensnared by a mystical, sensual trap, climaxed harder than they ever had in their lives. They screamed, they thrashed, they squirted their feminine fluids clear across their rooms. They blacked out from the pleasure, the minds and bodies overwhelmed. Three would wake up sore, their memories fuzzy, flushed with embarrassment as they realized the sheer mess they’d made. The survey on their phones would be mysteriously erased, and they would shake the whole thing off as some weird trip brought on by a bad meal or a strange dream.
 
But, of course, in a world built from fantastical fictions, one girl was destined to beat the odds. A successful experiment? A sheer coincidence? There was no real way to be sure. But whatever the cause, the results were undeniable.
 
In the midst of her post-climax unconsciousness, Osha Ascended.
 
***
 
In the sky above Melbourne, Reignbeau was keeping a close eye on the newest member of their cosmic club. Keeping herself invisible to the people below, she watched closely as Osha experimented with her powers. After her finishing up her initial surge of post-Ascension sexual frenzy, the new Omny had decided to visit her boyfriend and give him a taste of what she was now capable of. She was presently handling the very lucky boy enthusiastically, but gently. She had split herself into several body-doubles to give the cute boy some thorough attention. However, she didn’t just dog-pile him under her bodies.
 
One version of herself held the boy lovingly to her chest, where he eagerly suckled and nibbled at her breasts, with a natural skill that had her moaning in pleasure. He was making her cum just from breast stimulation alone! In exchange, three pixie-size duplicates, complete with exotic butterfly wings, licked and tickled and rubbed his cock with their tiny bodies and wings, teasing him to a powerful climax every couple of minutes.
 
However, the lucky lad wasn’t the new Omny’s only partner for experimentation. Osha had decided to split off more extra forms and visit some of her previous lovers as well. She had approached one of her past male flings in the guise of a different looking girl, seducing him at their college campus to have a quick, intense fuck in a bathroom. She’d tracked down one of her one-night stands while he was camping miles away, and took another form as a skinny-dipper for him to “accidentally” stumble into; in typical porno fashion, she demanded he “make it up to her” with some intimate service, which he immediately agreed to. And on the other side of the planet, a girl in London who’d been Osha’s first female partner, was currently moaning happily in her sleep; Osha had slipped into her dreams, taking the form of an enchantingly beautiful elven witch, who made love to the girl in a magical forest.
 
Reignbeau spoke to the air, but her voice carried across the veil of dimensions to her own partner. “Creative multi-tasker. Good grasp of her powers. Gentle with her lovers. Not sensing any malice. She’s not trying to wreck stuff. Her powers aren’t leaking out dangerously. Still can’t say whether Illia’s trick actually triggered her, or if it’s a coincidence, but this seems like a pretty normal Ascension.”
 
<Alright> replied Cyl from several Worlds away. <I’m not seeing anything worrisome, either. You can back off for now, and we can introduce ourselves once she gets her first rounds out of her system.>
 
“Sounds good.” Reignbeau was about to teleport away, when she sensed a presence appear behind her. With her keen senses, she already knew it was yet another form of Osha, who’d no doubt sensed her watching. Reignbeau paused long enough for the new girl to reach out and try to poke her shoulder with a finger, but whirled and snatched her hand up just before she could make contact.
 
Osha let out a little “eep!”, and tried to pull her hand away, but Reignbeau locked her grip, likewise cutting off the more esoteric ways the new girl could have tried to escape. The rainbow-haired Omny blinked as she got a look at this version’s form, however.
 
Osha retained her stylishly messy, short blonde hair, and her dark brown skin. But whereas the original Osha was a slim girl of average height, this version was a foot and a half taller and noticeably more physically fit. She wore an exotic, skimpy fantasy outfit, lime green with white lining, while glowing green lines formed mystical tattoos over her upper limbs, shoulders, and back. Topping off the look was a set of curved horns and glowing amber eyes.
 
Reignbeau wasn’t intimidated. “Rude to sneak up on people.”
 
Osha had startled a bit at Reignbeau’s grab, but she quickly composed herself. She gave an impish smile. “Rude to be a peeper! Not that I really mind, but you could have at least asked first.”
 
“Sorry,” said Reignbeau. “But we had to check something.”
 
“Like what?”
 
“Don’t worry about it.” Reignbeau let go of her. “Go back to your fun.”
 
Osha pulled her hand away, rubbing her wrist out of instinct more than actual discomfort. She eyed the other Omny up and down, and her smile turned sultry. “You look pretty fun.”
 
Reignbeau grinned sardonically. “I’m good.”
 
“Nah, come on! You’re super cute! Let’s play!” She began to teleport all around the rainbow-haired warrior, giving her quick little pokes to the sides. “Come on!” she repeated with each poke. Reignbeau made to grab her again, but the spritely girl deftly dodged each attempt.
 
“Hey! Quit it!”
 
“Make me!”
 
Reignbeau sighed, tensed, and the next moment Osha appeared behind her, she whirled and locked her hands on the girl’s horns. The new Omny made another startled yelp as the rainbow Omny got right in her face.
 
“Look, Goat Girl, I don’t do cutesy games. You wanna ball with me? You get direct.”
 
Osha grinned again; since Reignbeau was keeping her from phasing or teleporting out of her grip, she simply formed another duplicate of herself between them. As close as their faces were, her extra body immediately landed a kiss on the other girl’s lips, slipping her some tongue. Startled, Reignbeau let go of Osha, and moved to push the duplicate off, only for it to vanish. Osha teleported back several feet, giggling as she hovered in the air.
 
Reignbeau felt herself flush. When the double had kissed her, she’d pushed an unexpected pleasure pulse right past her defenses, and now the rainbow haired warrior felt her sex moisten. She glared for a moment at the new Omny, before she grinned.
 
“Alright. You want my attention? You got it! I’ll be the one to break you in!” She swept a hand towards the city below. “But let’s take this somewhere less fragile.”
 
Osha giggled, and winked. “Come catch me!” With that, she vanished, leaving an obvious energy trail to follow.
 
“Hey! I said I don’t play games!” Reignbeau vanished after her.
 
Despite her protest, the rainbow-haired warrior found herself flitting through the Worlds of the Omnyverse as Osha would teleport to one World, wait for Reignbeau to catch up, start making out with her, and then right when they were about to reach the first climax, teleport away again. Reignbeau, caught up in the heat of the moment, chased after her, tackling her in the next world. She pressed herself passionately against the new Omny, using her powers to lock Osha in place, only to lose her grip as she neared climax, just enough for Osha to slip away again!
 
Five frustrated frolicks in, Reignbeau was boiling over with need. Determined not to let the impish girl win, she quickly wove a set of cosmic energy cords before she chased after her again. The next teleport, before Osha had a chance to dodge, she bound the two of them together with the rainbow-colored ties, locking their bodies together. Now, even if she lost her own grip on the teasing girl, Osha wouldn’t be able to just teleport away!
 
Truthfully, though, Osha was at her own limit as well. Fun as it was teasing the rainbow warrior, she’d been delaying her own climax too long! The two were presently floating in the oceans of Aquafel, and as Osha gave in to Reignbeau’s persistence, the water boiled around them as their first climax sent a surge of energy through them both. On instinct, Reignbeau yanked the two of them to the Planar Void, where most Omnymphotent couplings inevitably ended up.
 
Grinding together, their surging power snapped the rainbow restraints, but Osha had no intention of fleeing. The two climaxed together as their Erotic Energies frantically mingled, spiking their whole bodies with pleasure, until the inevitable Energy Climax overtook them!
 
Reignbeau managed to coalesce herself relatively quickly, and waited patiently for the newbie to collect herself. Reignbeau noticed that her duplicates back on Earth had not suffered in the slightest from having their “main” body so thoroughly occupied. Osha had taken the precaution of segmenting her main form into a different moment of time. Reignbeau had been ready to do that for her, but Osha had intuited the necessity and acted on her own. It did indeed seem like her Ascension was up to par.
 
Still, most Omny’s first Energy Climax tended to knock them for a hard loop. As Osha pulled herself together, she had dropped the semi-satyr look, returning to her normal proportions and losing the exotic features. Her fantasy outfit was exchanged for a simple short green dress with a white collar, keeping her color aesthetic. She came awake a little bleary-eyed and frazzled.
 
Osha pouted up at her. “Damn… jeez… you could warn a girl next time…”
 
Reignbeau grinned. “That’s what you get for bein’ such a clit-tease!”
 
Osha grinned back. “Worth it!”
 
Reignbeau clapped her on the shoulder. “Cheeky bitch, aintcha! I think you’ll fit in just fine!”
 
“How many of us are there?”
 
“So far? You’re number fourteen. And as far as we know, more are still coming.”
 
“Jeez. Things are gunna get hectic if this keeps up, huh?”
 
“Yeah, well, we’re all omnipotent. We’ll figure something out. In the meantime, welcome to the club!”
 
“Glad to be here! Please take good care of me, senpai!”
 
“I take it back. No weebs allowed.”
 
“Says the girl with anime hair.”
 
“Watcha gunna do about it?”
 
“Cry like a baby until you let me back in.”
 
“Ugh, fine. You can still join, I guess.”
 
“Yay!”
 
“Boy, Lettie and Shady are gunna love you.”
 
“And make love, I hope!”
 
“Well, we do have a brand to maintain.”
 
“You can count on me!”
 
END