
"No-no, please don't." Liz said, backing slowly away from
the stunningly beautiful brunette walking towards her. Liz
knew she was pretty, but the goddess approaching her was in
a whole other league. It was a goddess, of that Liz was sure.
No mere human could have hair that glossy, a face that breathtaking,
or breasts so sensually alluring. Liz had seen goddesses on the internet
before of course, but she had never seen one in person before. It
was overwhelming. Despite her fear, Liz found herself getting aroused.

"You did a good job, girl, but I'm not as lazy as the others.
It will take more than a little makeup and a false gut to prevent
me from noticing you." The woman hissed.

"Umm. I-I" Liz stammered, stopping her backwards stumbling when she
fetched up against a wall.

"You really are very beautiful." The goddess said, lifting up a strand
of Liz's gorgeous blond hair. Liz's mother had wanted her to cut it off
when she saw how beautiful her daughter was becoming, but Liz had refused.
"If you were to find an ascension stone, you would be able to tear me
apart." The goddess said, "good thing for me, that won't ever happen."
She laughed.

Liz began to sob. Goddesses were always trying to prevent attractive girls
from activating ascension stones. The more attractive a girl was before
she became a goddess, the more powerful she would become after her
ascension. The goddesses that already existed tended to hate the idea
of someone else growing more powerful than them, so they tried to
identify ascension stones as they fell to earth and give them to the ugliest
girls they could find or throw them away. Even with their efforts, girls
occasionally managed to get to the stones on their own. Some goddesses
took it upon themselves to hunt down girls who might be a threat to them
if they were to ever find a stone.

A strong hand grabbed Liz by the throat and lifted her in the air. Her
breath bubbled out of her with a sickly sound and her feet drummed uselessly
against the brunette's tight stomach. Just as the world was going dim,
Liz heard a sensual alto say, "Ruby, don't you think she's had enough?"

The murderous goddess gritted her teeth, but let Liz go. As Liz's vision
cleared, she gasped in awe, and, already weakened by the strangulation,
sank to her knees. Looking at the newcomer, Liz felt like she was once
more seeing a goddess for the first time.

Her attacker was inhumanly beautiful, but she didn't hold a candle to the
tall woman who was approaching them now on long legs, her wedge sandals
clicking against the recently polished floor of Liz's school. Large green
eyes which seemed to lay Liz's soul bare looked out at her from beneath
curls of gleaming red hair that almost seemed to glow with an inner light.
The newcomer's lips were plump red pillows that looked designed for sensuality.
Looking at them was already making Liz wet, and until recently she had never
been attracted to a woman before.

Each footfall traveled up the woman's long, denim clad, legs and made her
massive breasts jiggle beneath the fuzzy red sweater she wore. Despite
being entirely covered by the sweater, the woman's bust was the most erotic
thing that Liz had ever seen, and she began to pant with desire as she watched
it jiggle.

"V-Victoria." The first goddess, Ruby, stammered. "I didn't know you were in
the area." The arousal was thick in her voice.

The red head looked down and sneered, "I suppose you wouldn't. Now, be good and
leave this poor girl alone before I get angry."

Ruby hated Victoria for humiliating her like this, but in a way she was lucky.
Most goddesses of Victoria's power would have torn her apart if they didn't like
what she was doing. Victoria, for all her terrifying beauty, had a reputation as
a bit of a softy, though Ruby had no intention of testing the other goddess.
"Whatever." She said, failing to wrest her attention away from Victoria's
straining breasts for long enough to make it convincing. She stalked away, then
lept into the air, rocketing higher and higher until she found enough privacy
in a cloud to desperately masturbate.

After Ruby had gone Liz said, "You s-saved my life."

"Don't mention it kid." Victoria she said, already feeling her fear fading.
Victoria's life had been one of constant fear and anxiety since she was first
mistaken for a goddess at fifteen. 14 years later, she was still terrified that
the real goddesses would find out and she would be dismembered. To keep up
the charade, she had had to become an incredible actress, so no one would ever
have been able to tell just how afraid she was every moment of every day.

Victoria held out her hand and the girl took it. She hauled Liz bodily to
her feet with no visible effort. She wasn't a goddess, but she was quite a bit
stronger than the average woman, which helped her maintain her charade. She
spent hours each day in the gym she had hidden in a lead lined basement beneath
her mansion in order to maintain her impressive, though not superhuman,
strength. "Let me have a look at you." Victoria said, leaning closer and
grabbing Liz's head to give herself a better look at the girl's throat.

Liz moaned at Victoria's touch, and her eyes fluttered as an orgasm rose
up to overwhelm her. Victoria smirked. She might not be a goddess, but she
was hotter than any she had ever met. The girl was probably already hopelessly
in love with her. "You're lucky I showed up when I did." She said, "You'll
heal in a few days, but much more of that and you would have died."

She turned to walk away, "Also, shave your head, change your name, and move.
Try to gain some weight if you can." She commanded.

Liz nodded, almost missing the words as she watched her savior's bulging ass
sway back and forth in her tight jeans. She wanted to ask the goddess more
questions, but before Liz knew what had happened the woman had disappeared.
Feeling numb, Liz took out her phone and began texting her mother to explain
that she was going to have to disappear.

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Stopping Ruby had been a risk, but a calculated one. Victoria threw her weight
around a little every now and then. Not using her abilities to intimidate would
have been suspicious. There were some goddesses with a reputation for
kindness like Victoria, but they were rare, and even the "nice" goddesses
enjoyed dominating and humiliating their lessors from time to time.
If she hadn't intimidated ordinary people and other less beautiful goddesses
from every now and then, she would have been discovered years ago.

Even so, she thought it had probably been a mistake to confront
Ruby so directly. Most goddesses were relatively lazy, never having had to work
for anything in their lives, as mortals were generally happy to give them
whatever they demanded. Ruby was different though. She treated hunting down
beautiful girls like it was her full time job. She was one of the less powerful
goddesses, and she hated whenever another girl ascended to become more powerful
than she was. If she decided to really investigate Victoria it would be all
over.

Of course, Victoria doubted she would live more than another five years at the
most. She had been growing more beautiful every year since she first hit
puberty, but the increase in her beauty had been slowing down since she was
25. Even though she could bring goddesses to their knees with a look, she
had hardly grown any more alluring at all last year. In another year or two
her beauty would begin to fade, and for Victoria Starr even the tiniest
hint of crows feet would be fatal. A goddess would pick up on it immediately,
and it wouldn't take her long to realize that goddesses didn't age. Victoria
had never expected to make it to 29. Every year she remained alive was a shock
to her.

What she needed to do was find an ascension stone. The problem was that she
could not actually fly, so she couldn't get one the way that most goddesses
did. She also couldn't exactly go running around like a mortal stone hunter
or it would be immediately obvious that something was off.

These days, goddesses threw all ascension stones bigger than a golf ball
that they got their hands on into space, but it had been briefly fashionable
for them to drop such stones in the Mariana Trench. Victoria had pinned her
slim hope of survival on discreetly recovering a stone that had been dropped
there. She couldn't to it herself or people would wonder why a goddess needed
a submersible. The best she could do was fund several expeditions with the vast
wealth she had accrued from the gifts of her many admirers. She had made sure
the staff on each of the expeditions was entirely male so none of them would
take a stone for themselves, but that wouldn't stop them from taking a stone
for a woman or girl close to them.

All in all, Victoria was very pessimistic about her chances of survival.

She was shaken from her worrying when her phone rang. She pulled
it out of her pocket and saw that it was Fa Li. Victoria would not call
any other goddess a friend, but Fa certainly came the closest. The powerful 400
year old Chinese goddess had taken a liking to Victoria for some reason.
Despite this, she was just as evil as the rest of the goddesses, and Victoria
hated to think what her "friend" might do if she ever discovered the truth.
"Hi Fa." Victoria said when she picked up the phone, flawlessly preventing the
wariness she felt from creeping into her voice.

"Victoria. We're going to need your help." The other woman said without
preamble.

"Why? What's going on?"

"When was the last time you left that lab of yours?" Fa demanded. Victoria's
explanation for why she spent so much time in a lead lined box away from the
prying eyes of other goddesses was that she was doing research that could
allow no external radiation sources. She really did have a lab in her basement,
but she usually just walked past it to her gym.

"A while ago. I've been pretty excited by some recent findings." Victoria lied.

"Well if you had gone outside and looked up lately, you would have noticed a
comet on course for earth."

"Why haven't Sue and Beth diverted it?" Victoria asked, referring to the
two most powerful goddesses (the rest of the world thought they were the
2nd and 3rd most powerful goddesses).

"It's an ascension stone."

Victoria's heart fluttered. "What?" She asked. Goddesses could not divert
ascension stones bigger than the one that had created them from earth.
No goddess alive would be able to shift one the size of a comet. "That's
insane. The biggest stone that ever fell wasn't much bigger than a baseball."

"Nevertheless." Fa said. She sighed, "We are going to need every goddess we
can muster to stop this thing from obliterating earth. We can't stop it but we
can slow it down enough that it won't do much damage. I know you hate using
your powers in a flashy way, but we really need all the top tier goddesses
to work together on this."

"I'm pretty caught up with research. I don't know if I can afford to spend
that much time on it."

"Victoria, this is serious! You need to stop playing with your toys for just
long enough to save the world!" Fa hissed.

"They. Are. Not. Toys." Victoria said tightly and hung up. Maybe if Fa thought
she was pissed enough it would explain why she wasn't flying up to meet the
comet with all the other goddesses.

Fa immediately called her back. Victoria declined the call.

Her phone buzzed with a text message, "VICTORIA, DON'T BE A CHILD!!!!" It
screamed at her.

"I want to help. I really do." Victoria said, ignoring the message.

She turned her phone off. She felt ashamed that she couldn't do anything.
Ashamed, and afraid and angry that she had to hide in her hole hoping she
wouldn't be discovered for a few more months. Working out usually calmed her
down, so she went down to her secret gym and began to get changed.

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Most of Earth's goddesses floated in a loose cloud thousands strong near the
upper reaches of the ionosphere. They could easily survive in space, but they
would not be able to alter the path of the comet until it drew close to earth.
"Get ready girls!" Called a statuesque blond, "Here it comes!"

The comet struck like the hammer of heaven. It should have broken to bits around
the bodies of the goddesses who rose to meet it, but ascension stone could not
break until it had transfered its energy to a lucky girl. 13.5 miles across at
its widest point, the comet held such energy that the initial impact knocked out
half the goddesses. A few of the weaker ones were even killed. Those who
made it through strained with all their might as the huge rock shot through
the thin atmosphere with frightening speed. The comet relentlessly drove
them back despite their considerable strength. It was still high
enough that they were operating at reduced capacity against it, so
they were driven towards earth with frightening speed.

As the rock drew closer to the ground, the goddesses were more and more able
to effect it, and its progress began to slow. Several of the goddesses who
had been knocked out came to and began hurtling after it in order to try
to lend their aid once more. For the moment, they were too slow, but the
drag of the atmosphere and the strength of their fellows was taking its
toll, and they would get their chance eventually. The blister of burning
air which cupped the underside of the massive ascension stone seared
the nearly impervious flesh of the goddesses trying to stop it. Some dropped
away, unable to take the agony of simultaneously being burned and healed by
their own powers, but most grimly pressed on.

As a caste, the goddesses were venal and cruel. They lived like leeches
off the morals that they dominated. Saving the earth from this comet was
perhaps the only truly good project they had undertaken as a collective
in their entire violent history. The world now watched in awe as the
predators who had so long terrified mortals everywhere strained to defend
them.

The impact site had been long predicted and TV cameras were deployed to
capture the descent of the falling rock ahead of time. People all over the
world watched as the comet slowed over the course of several tense minutes.
When the stone was half a mile above the ground, all but the strongest
goddesses broke away and swept over the landing site. They had warned mortal
girls not to show up at the impact site, but some had done so anyway.
The goddesses wasted no time in reminding the world to hate them, blasting
into the densest crowds of hopefuls with energy projected from their hands
and eyes. Most of the mortal girls ran screaming from the zone of control
the goddesses were establishing, but a few tried to hide, probably with the
hopes of slipping out later and touching the stone. The goddesses just looked
through the objects they were hiding behind and mercilessly dragged them out
of their holes before pulling their arms and legs off like they were insects.

Once the landing zone had been swept clean, the goddesses holding the stone
aloft lowered it to touch down on the earth. They planned to guard it for
a day and then cast it into the sun. Ascension stones had an affinity for
the earth that bled away upon contact, so it would be some time before
they could bear it aloft again.

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Victoria took a few long breaths before getting out of her flashy red
sports car a quarter mile from the boundary of the cordon. In less than
an hour she would either be dead, or the fear that had plagued her since
she was fifteen would be gone for good.

Normally, Victoria dressed fairly modestly by the standards of goddesses.
She didn't need to flash any cleavage to be sex incarnate. Her sex appeal
in a shapeless sweatshirt and baggy pajama pants was greater than Sue's
when she was in the skimpy outfit she always wore. Sue had been generally
considered to be the most powerful goddess alive before Victoria started
passing as one. Now everyone assumed that Victoria was the most powerful
goddess based on her beauty.

Today, she had decided that it was time for a little shock and awe. She
wore a blue button down shirt that was far to small for her knotted beneath
her breasts so that both her achingly perfect tummy and divine cleavage
were on full display. Her ass was half covered by the plaid mini-skirt
she wore, and fishnets covered her long supple legs. She had chosen
the black platform boots with a 6" blocky heel to avoid having a stiletto
sink into the mud, but they rounded out the rebellious and very sexy
schoolgirl look.

Victoria set off towards the cordon, throwing an extra sway in her step
and deliberately playing up her sex appeal. It wasn't something she did
often, but it was always devastating when she did so. The crowd of mortals
who had gathered at the edge of the cordon to watch what was going on
collapsed into a heap, cumming themselves into unconsciousness at her
approach. The goddesses guarding the border were not fairing much better,
and it only took another 20 of Victoria's unreasonably seductive steps
before they to had collapsed under the onslaught of Victoria's sex
appeal.

She giggled as she stepped over their prone forms. She had been expecting
have to talk her way through the perimeter, but it appeared that she had
gotten a lot hotter since the last time she had gone all out like this.

"Victoria? Is that you?" As one of the stronger goddesses, Fa was one
of the ones preparing to bear the stone back into space. They were going
to do so in just a few minutes.

Victoria giggled at the unmasked desire in the shorter woman's eyes, "In the
flesh." At the word flesh, she cupped her huge boobs and gave them a
playful jiggle.

"P-Perfect flesh." One of the goddesses besides Fa stammered.

"I-I thought you weren't coming." Fa said, her eyes tracking Victoria's
still-moving breasts as they slowly jiggled to a stop.

"Well I was pretty caught up with research, but you girls seem to have
done a fine job on your own!" She said enthusiastically, "I'm done now
though, so I thought I could at least give you a hand throwing this
thing away."

The goddesses nodded, seeming to buy her story. For the first time in
forever, Victoria felt hopeful that she would live a normal life span.
Of course it was looking like she was going to be able to live quite
a bit longer than a normal lifespan.

When she was just a few steps away from the stone, she heard Ruby's
voice call out, "Stop her!"

Victoria turned to see the shorter goddess rocketing towards her. She
was never going to be able to make it to the ascension stone in time,
but as Ruby got closer she began to slow. She finally stumbled to a
stop a few feet away from Victoria, her eyes locked on the voluptuous
red head's perfect chest. In her heels, Victoria was nearly a foot
taller than the 5'6" Ruby, putting her cleavage right in the goddess's
line of view. Ruby, who had just a moment before seemed ready to splatter
Victoria all over the place, was utterly entranced by her chest.

Victoria looked down and chuckled, "Haven't you ever seen a pair of boobs
before?" She asked. "Here, why don't you take a closer look." She suggested,
pulling Ruby's face in to bury it in her soft cleavage. Ruby's heart raced
faster than a bullet until, after just a second, the exposure to Victoria's
perfection grew too much and it burst.

Victoria had only been hoping to leave Ruby in a lust filled daze, but she
felt no regret as the goddess's lifeless body fell to the dirt. The few
goddesses who had moved to aid Ruby stopped. Most of them sank to their
knees in gestures of submission. Even if no one had ever seen Victoria
use her powers dramatically, they could not accept that a woman as divinely
sexy as her could be merely mortal. Victoria flipped her fiery locks behind
one shoulder and took the three steps that still separated her from what now
felt like her destiny.

If Victoria had found an ascension stone the size of a grain of sand she would
have turned into a goddess thousands of times more powerful than Sue. If the
ugliest girl in the world had managed to lay her hands on the stone that
Victoria was now bringing one perfectly formed hand up to touch, she would have
become billions of times more powerful than Sue. Victoria felt nothing but
elation at what she was about to become.

The power that flowed into her at her first contact felt better than anything
Victoria had ever felt before. It instantly infused her flesh, filling her with
strength that seemed to sing out of her every muscle. Her skin grew more
resilient than anything else in the universe in a fraction of a second.
Her beauty, already greater than any other woman alive, mortal or goddess,
soared to unreasonable heights.

Her hair rose up and floated around her on the energies which were being
rapidly sucked into her body and her green eyes began to glow. Her mind
expanded and she realized that she could feel the world around her.
She experimentally reached out to touch the ground near her with her mind
and was surprised when a fountain of stone and dirt exploded under her feet.
She instinctively directed it away from herself, but the blast sent the
goddesses near her flying hundreds of feet in the air.

She pressed her other hand to the surface of the comet and the energy flow
into her doubled. She realized that she could see the ascension energy as
it entered her hands and spread throughout her body. She noticed that nearly
half of it was pooling in her breasts, which were growing so divine that reality
had already started to buckle around them. Looking down at the earth and stones
beneath her feet Victoria realized that everything in the world had an essence,
and the essence of everything was slowly turning to re-orient itself around
her breasts. It would take time, but Victoria's perfect boobs were becoming
the underlying cause of reality. Her nipples stiffened at the thought and
she turned her attention back to the energy flowing into her from the stone.

She focused on making it flow into her faster. It took a moment, but before
long she had gotten the hang of it and the flow sped up so that it felt like
she had only been getting a trickle before. She stayed like that for several
long minutes, urging the energy transforming her ever faster, before eventually
turning her gaze up. She gasped in awe at how far into the depths of space
she could now see. For a moment, she just stood there in wonder, taking in the
new sights, but eventually she noticed other ascension stones floating in the
void of space. Most of them were tiny little specs, but she did see several
comet sized ones several hundred thousand lightyears away.

She tried to control the energy in the way she had learned to control the
energy of her own stone, but was unable to. She hadn't really been expecting
to be able to do so, so she turned back to focusing on urging the energy
closer at hand into her ever more perfect body.

After a time, she realized that the underlying essence of reality had oriented
itself completely towards her breasts. When she focused on that relationship,
she found that she could make the stones at her feet dance to her tune. Unlike
when she used her telekinetic powers though, it didn't feel as though she had
to expend any of her vast, though still finite, energy to do so. It was more
that she was deciding how reality ought to be, and reality was acknowledging
the owner of breasts as utterly perfect as hers ought to be able to decide
such things. Victoria beamed with pride and turned her gaze back up to the
heavens.

She tried using her new reality dominating boobs to suck the energy right out
of the ascension stones and into herself, but found, to her annoyance, that
she couldn't do it. It felt as though the stones were somehow older than the
universe itself. They were the only thing in existence like that. Victoria
felt annoyed at being denied the additional ascension energy, but she realized
that even if she couldn't effect the stones directly, they still had to exist
within the weave of space-time, and that was now entirely her domain.

She took one hand off the comet and concentrated for a second, causing a
wormhole to open and a tiny ascension stone to pop into existence in her
palm. Though now much more than mortal, her ascension was not yet complete,
so the stone surrendered its energy to her instantly. Intuitively understanding,
the constraints of the ascension process, Victoria realized that she was
rapidly running out of time to collect more stones, so she turned back to her
comet and slowed the flow of energy into her to a trickle with a thought.

She didn't want to damage the earth so she lifted the comet from the ground
with her mind and rose with it up into space. She spared a moment to appreciate
the grandeur of earth when viewed from above before casting around for more
stones. Ordinary goddesses moved faster than thought. Victoria had surpassed
them in every way the instant she touched her comet, so she was able to suck
ascension stones through space and time to reach her body insanely fast.
She stood upon her comet while stones popped into being all over her skin
and popped back to where they had come from once they were drained. It looked
as if she was sheathed in an every-shifting bodysuit of light. To give herself
more skin to work with, Victoria shredded her clothes with a thought.

The mortals below didn't know what to make of the sudden disappearance of the
comet, for it had risen far faster than the goddesses could have lifted it
and had hardly made a ripple in the air even though physicists had already
calculated that the force of its passage ought to have split the earth in
two due to its speed. It would take time for the mortal telescopes to
reorient on the place a little more than an astronomical unit above the
earth on the solar system's elliptical plane, but the goddesses of earth
already knew what was happening. As they watched the flame haired woman
standing atop the largest ascension stone that had ever fallen to earth,
they realized that they would be just as insignificant to her when she was
done as bacteria were to them now.

Victoria was too focused on consuming as much ascension energy as she could
before her comet ran out of juice to worry about what the onlookers below
were thinking. If she had spared them a moment's thought, she would have been
maliciously gleeful that the women who had made her live in terror for so long
were getting a taste of their own medicine. Instead, she just focused on
slowing the flow of energy from her comet even more and increasing the pace
of stones she warped in.

Eventually, even she hit a wall. The problem was that she just didn't have
enough bare skin to process all of the stones she was pulling in. The problem
vexed her until she realized that it didn't have to be that way. She was the
mistress of reality now. She decided the rules. She considered growing larger,
but the idea didn't appeal to her. The stones she warped against her breasts
were sucked dry much faster than the stones she warped in elsewhere, as if
the ascension energy itself wanted to submit to Victoria's perfect tits,
so she altered reality so that her cleavage could hold more. She began
warping more and more stones in between her breasts. Her hungry boobs were
soon gobbling up so much energy that it no longer made sense to warp stones
in elsewhere on her body.

Victoria cast her gaze further afield and her eyes lit upon another comet
sized ascension stone. She grinned and the stone was sucked between her tits.
She gasped as the energy rushed into her. The energy stored in a stone seemed
to grow exponentially with it size, so this one stone had more juice than all
the stones she had found in the last hour. Even when trying her
hardest to drain it, the comet she now stood on had felt pretty unflagging,
but the one she had just sucked into her cleavage was devoured in less than
thirty seconds by her ravenous boobs. Victoria had always been proud of having
a body hotter than any goddess's, but her pride in her body had swollen to
new heights.

When telescopes were finally able to point at the comet, they delivered nothing
but static. It had been hours since the goddesses had been able to see anything
but a void where they knew Victoria to be. Though still mostly focused on
consuming more energy, Victoria had had the presence of mind to prevent people
from seeing her, as she knew that exposure to her true form would now destroy
any who looked upon her.

The world watched and waited for days, unsure of exactly what was going on
behind Victoria's veil of secrecy. By the end of the third day, she had
consumed half the ascension energy still left in existence. By the end of the
fourth, she had consumed 90%.

Just a few minutes into the fifth day, Victoria gazed out across the cosmos
at the largest ascension stone in existence. She had saved the best for last.
It lay at the center of its own galaxy, serving the same role that a
super-massive black hole normally would. With a thought, it was sucked
between her breasts. She moaned in ecstasy as it gave up its energy to her,
pressing her reality subjugating breasts together around it, drowning it
in her pale pillowy flesh. She thrust a few fingers between her lower lips
and allowed herself to come to orgasm as the last dregs of power flowed
into her, pooling in her tits before becoming part of her forever.

The only ascension energy left was beneath her feet, so Victoria allowed
it to flow into her, which it did in an instant, eager to finally become
one with the new dominatrix of reality.


Victoria floated down to earth, concealing all but a tiny fraction of her
glory. Despite limiting herself so severely, she looked so utterly erotic
that the very stones where she landed would have wet dreams for eons
afterwards. She had warped the mortals who would have been able to see
her safely away and obscured any cameras pointed at her. The goddesses,
however were not quite so lucky. They got to witness as she came to
earth, nude as the day she was born.

Her long hair whipped around her in the wind, almost seeming to lash
reality into submission. Her emerald eyes glowed with an inner light
below her perfect eyebrows and achingly long lashes. The light from
her eyes seemed to strip everything away except the unvarnished truth
of the world, and the truth was that Victoria was the sole reason
for existence. Her elegant nose was that of a queen or an empresses.
It alone could have made slaves of all the universe thrice over. The
confident smirk on her ruby lips held an erotic promise that submission
would bring the ultimate pleasure. Her neck and supple shoulders had such
a regal elegance that they seemed to drip with grace even at rest.

Of course the thing all the goddesses were staring at in helpless fascination,
was Victoria's naked breasts. Each was so large and ripe that it seemed to
swallow their minds. Every jiggle and wobble of her perfect feminine flesh
shattered and remade their souls. Nipples as thick as corks stood out proudly
from her breasts, tracing paths in the air that seemed to scrape lines in
reality. Victoria's tits defined morality. They defined everything really.
They were the answer to all questions and the only question worth asking.
Worshiping them wasn't enough to pay them their due. The only acceptable
thing to do was total and complete sacrifice, and even that would barely
begin to approach paying what was owed.

If any had been able to look lower, they would have seen that Victoria's taught
tummy and tiny waist atop her broad hips exuded an aura of such feminine
fertility that grass was already beginning to spring up on the churned ground
where the comet had landed. They would have seen her long supple legs that
almost seemed to bend space-time. They would have seen feet so perfect that
to kiss them was a forgone conclusion. Instead, none were able to look away
from her divine boobs.

Victoria landed before them and smiled, "Hi girls!" She cooed in a voice that
at once promised untold pleasure and demanded instance and unconditional
obedience. "Miss me?" She giggled, a sound so achingly beautiful that
the wind stopped in order to listen.

The goddesses, who were only able to avoid sharing Ruby's fate due to Victoria's
will keeping them alive, were unable to respond.

"That's ok. You must be a little shell-shocked, huh?" Victoria said with a
laugh. "Yeah, it turns out that the girl you thought was a goddess for the
last 14 years was a mortal this whole time. Who would have thought?" She
said, "You really should have, like, slapped me on the back or something.
You know, just to check." She gave them an evil smirk, "Well, it's too late
now."

"Oh get up!" She commanded at a few goddesses who had managed to break free
of their trances enough to begin kowtowing to her.

"Now, Here's the deal. I seem to have misplaced my clothes, so I need some
new ones." She walked over to a blond goddess standing near her. "First,
I think I need a new bra." The goddess instantly folded in on herself
and Victoria reached out to snatch the green bra which she had become
from the air. She carefully fitted the huge cups of the garment over her
naked breasts.

She turned to a little pixy of a girl and said, "And some panties." A moment
later she was stepping into a pair of lacy green panties which perfectly
matched the bra she had just donned.

"I feel like today is a day for fishnets." She said, musing aloud to herself.
A red headed girl near her disappeared, and she stepped into a pair of black
fishnets.

"And a skirt. I might as well walk out looking like I did when I walked in."
She said. A brunette disappeared and she stepped into a tiny plaid skirt.

She strutted over to a tall ebony skinned goddess with breasts almost as big
as her own, "So that means you get to be my shirt." She said. By the time she
had finished talking, she had finished knotting it beneath her breasts.

"And I could really use some shoes." She said conversationally to a thin
Indian goddess. A moment later she was stepping into a pair of calf-high
black boots with big platforms and vicious spike heels. The earth knew better
than to allow Victoria's heels to sink in unexpectedly, so she no longer
had to make any concessions to practicality.

"So I guess that means the rest of you can go in my closet!" She said, clapping
her hands. The remaining goddesses disappeared and reappeared as a new wardrobe
back in Victoria's house.

"Well, that was easy!" Victoria said to herself happily. She had never expected
to make it to forty, much less rid the world of the menace of goddesses.

"Now all I have to do is avoid becoming as evil as they were." She said as she
set of at a leisurely walk towards where she had left her car.

As she walked, she suppressed her glory further and further until she looked
just like she had before her ascension. The cluster of reporters assembled
near her car still fainted from orgasm the moment they saw her. Victoria
chuckled. Even without her new powers, she had still been the hottest thing
to ever live. She intended to enjoy it now that she no longer had to live
in fear.

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The world after Victoria's ascension was a happier place. The people of earth
no longer lived in fear of the capricious whims of the goddesses who had
disappeared. A few girls who had been dead set on finding ascension stones
were resentful that they no longer seemed to be falling, but they could do
nothing but impotently whine.

The one goddess who remained was more likely to heal an entire hospital's worth
of patients than torture anyone for her own amusement. She did occasionally
cause havoc when she wore a skimpy outfit and made people collapse from
pleasure, but no one ever seemed to get hurt as a result. If they were
driving when they saw a flash of her long supple legs, their car would
slow and pull over on its own. One man had collapsed, driving a chainsaw
into his leg when he saw her, but it had just bounced right off of him,
turned itself off, and magically gotten its gas tank refilled.

The people of earth kept trying to thank Victoria for what she had done,
but she always skillfully deflected and instead suggested that they help
one another. In time, their shared adoration of Victoria washed away old
resentments and a peace like no other before it broke out. Authoritarian
regimes across the globe turned into democracies seemingly of their own
volition, and ethnic groups that had been warring for thousands of years
transmuted the pain of their shared past into the deepest bonds of
brotherhood. All of this happened without any major use of Victoria's
powers, just a few gentle nudges here and there.

She could have easily been the ruler of the universe, but Victoria had
always been an introvert at heart. Rather than a ruler, she became what
she described to the women trapped in the clothes she wore every day
as a "sexy mascot". Ruling through fear had been their style, Victoria
was content with her own. Besides, if she ever wanted anything else, she
would be impossible to deny.
