A collaborative effort by CrypticCollaborator and delta7447
To be entirely honest, I was becoming a little annoyed that Helena was getting all these gifts and becoming so incomprehensibly powerful.
I envied how good she felt at all times. Until last night, my sex life was quite non-existant. I could never find the time for it, thanks to my work. Now, scarily enough, I was having trouble imagining my life without constant one-night stands--or at least daily, rigorous masturbation.
However annoyed I got, it never lasted. Every time I saw Helena, every time an image of her invaded my thoughts, I practically became giddy with excitement, like a schoolgirl in the presence of her crush. I felt even better each time that Helena returned my advances, whether just flirting or something more...
Of course, not all of our meetings were for pleasure. More often than not it was business. On one such meeting, Helena came in just bubbling with excitement. She eagerly told me she had met The Goddess. In the flesh! As far as Helena and I were aware, no one else could claim that! I asked her to describe what she saw and Helena paused for a long time just to think.
She finally responded, "I don't remember what her true form looked like, actually. Being that close to her probably shorted my brain, or something. I only remember two things about her: she is a she, and she is beautiful."
I asked, "What did it feel like?"
She shivered and responded, "Oh, I can't describe it! When I saw her, I felt like I was covered in a thick coat of pure Super Latex, at the very edge of orgasm. My plan was to go in as calmly as I could and bow before her. I tried, I really did, but when I bent over I had the most massive orgasm of my life, and I’ve had a lot of orgasms! I collapsed to the floor. I came again and again. There was just this unimaginable pressure building up in my body that just demanded release, but no matter how much I stimulated myself, that pressure wasn't reduced in the slightest."
"So you just masturbated?"
"That, and I crawled on my hands and knees to get closer to her. That’s when I heard her voice. I had heard it in my head for a while now but, oh my goddess... that voice couldn’t even come close to the real thing. All she said was, 'Stop. Stay where you are.'"
I blinked. That didn’t make any sense. "She wanted you to stay away from her? That's strange... I thought the point of this whole endeavor was that she wanted to get closer to you. Did you actually stop?"
Helena nodded. "It was the hardest thing I have ever done. I would have rather cut my own arm off. The only reason I was able to do it was because I was used to the feeling of Super Latex. I mean, being near her is sorta like being around Super Latex pheromones, except way, way stronger."
I asked, "Then what happened?"
Helena continued, "The Goddess stood up from her throne and smiled. She said, ‘Well done. If you had come any closer your mind would have been broken forever. You are worthy.’ Then, as if on cue, I blacked out. When I woke up, I was outside her throne room. There was blood streaming from my nose and I found this in my hand.”
Helena took out a thin vial. She passed it to me. Inside, there was a single drop of a ink-like black liquid. Etched on the side in elegant silver letters were the words: "If you are ready to join me, drink this."
As I held it up to the light, the shiny droplet resembled liquid Super Latex. I thought that was impossible. I knew Super Latex could withstand temperatures hotter than the core of the sun without melting. How could it be liquid at room temperature? I passed it back to her.
She frowned. "Oh, I remember one more thing. As I woke up in the hospital, the servant there told me that it was the essence of The Goddess herself, and if I drank that, I would no longer be human. What do you think that means?"
I barely had to think about it. All the pieces clicked together in that moment. “The Goddess wants you to be her companion. She’s so powerful that you can’t be at her side as you are right now. If you drink that... I would imagine you would become a goddess, too.”
Helena’s eyes widened. “Oh. My. God. To be like her...” She frowned. “But if I’m not human anymore, would I still be able to be here on Earth with you? What’s it even like to be a goddess? Oh, Katie... I don’t know what to do!”
She hugged me. I had no idea what I could to comfort her. This was way outside my area of expertise.
“Maybe you should ask The Goddess? Summon an angel, maybe?”
“Good idea.” She attempted to summon an angel, but nothing happened. A realization hit her like a truck.
“What is it?”
“I get what’s happening here. The Goddess wants a companion, a lover. She could just make someone into their slave, but she wants them--me--to make that choice of my own free will. Anything she could say would only make me say yes. I have to actually, genuinely want what she’s offering--she doesn’t want to force me at all.”
“Well... you’ve made it this far. Maybe you should go all the way? I don’t care what you do, as long as it makes you happy.”
Helena gazed at the drop of Super Latex. “The Goddess is very powerful... I mean, she was able to create an entire universe for her harem. I’m... willing to believe that I’ll be capable of the same, if I ingest this.”
I nodded slightly. “Okay.”
Helena uncapped the bottle. “Here goes.... Bottoms up.”
The drop slipped between her lips and into her mouth. She swallowed.
“Well?” I asked.
“It’s... I feel strange. It’s really hot in here. I’m overheating.”
She took off her regular clothes, dropping them in a pile in front of her. The Super Latex she was wearing started spreading over her skin and tightening.
She shuddered. “Katie...? Oh Goddess, Katie... Katie, it feels so good! I... I think I’m gonna... I’m gonna...”
I turned around to head to the break room down the hall to grab a water bottle from the fridge, but the sound of viscous dripping stopped me in my tracks. I looked back at Helena, to find she was melting into a pool of shiny black liquid.
“Helena? Helena! Oh my god, Helena! Come on, say something! Do something!”
Panicking, I called in the biohazard squad. When they came in 30 minutes later, I took the liquid recovery vacuum that they brought and rushed to save as much of Helena as I could. The Super Latex was remarkably thick, but I eventually got it all.
I pushed the vacuum into the medical wing and got Helena’s remains into a person-sized glass container, in case she regained a human form later on.
Weeks passed with no change. I visited her every day, but it was always the same. The room was always silent and still, save for my attempts to somehow nudge Helena awake, so to speak.
Given how powerful Super Latex is and that she consumed that drop, there were armed guards inside and outside 24/7. I gave up on trying to maintain my composure around them. I started sobbing basically every time I stopped by.
Then, after 34 days, while I was visiting, the puddle began moving.
It began to grow vertically, gradually forming limbs. The guards aimed their rifles at it. It eventually morphed into the unmistakable shape of Helena, albeit sculpted entirely of Super Latex.
She placed a hand on the glass.
“Oh, the container! Hang on, I’ll get it ope--”
Then, her hand passed through the glass as if it weren’t there. Her hand made contact with mine, and an intense mix of emotions passed through my brain. Fear, confusion, curiosity, lust, and pleasure. So, so much pleasure. I stumbled backwards and fell to the ground.
She stepped straight through the containment glass. She looked at the guards, still aiming at her. Without warning, she unleashed a colossal beam of energy at the guards, vaporizing them instantly and creating an abundance of collateral damage. Before I could even process what had just happened, Helena was gone.