Another meteorite
Undeserved Ascendance
chapter 18
by
copier
· original author:
an188
Lu hovered high above the junkyard, his golden body glistening with thick, sticky sweat that dripped in heavy beads onto the twisted wreckage below. The night air was electric with his power, every breath a reminder of his godhood. He flexed his bicep again, the massive peak rising like a mountain under his flawless white skin, veins pulsing with cosmic energy. The adrenaline still thrummed through him, a sexual heat that made his cock throb and leak steadily, leaving a trail of custard-thick cum wherever he stepped.
He was about to push further—perhaps uproot an entire stack of cars or test the limits of his laser vision on a distant boulder—when a strange sensation prickled at the edges of his awareness. It was like a hum in his bones, a distant call echoing through the ether. He froze, arms still crossed over his pecs, and tilted his head skyward.
There—high in the atmosphere—a streak of fire. Another meteorite, charged with the same cosmic energy that had remade him. He focused his super-vision, piercing the miles of sky in an instant. The rock was small, no larger than a basketball, tumbling through the ionosphere in a blaze of plasma. His enhanced mind calculated its trajectory in a heartbeat: velocity, angle, atmospheric drag. It would land in an isolated clearing twenty miles north, deep in uninhabited wilderness.
Greed surged through him like a hot wave. More power. More muscle. More *him*. Saliva pooled in his mouth, dripping from his lips in thick strands as he imagined the energy flooding his veins again—swelling his already colossal frame, sharpening his beauty, amplifying his sexiness until he was irresistible, unbreakable, eternal.
In a split second, he rocketed skyward, the five duffels clutched in one hand like a forgotten toy. The wind screamed past him, teasing his hard nipples and throbbing cock, but he ignored the erotic rush. The meteorite streaked ahead, a fiery comet tail marking its path. Lu closed the distance effortlessly, landing beside it with seismic force just as it slammed into the earth.
BOOM.
The impact shook the ground, trees swaying, a fresh crater opening under his feet. Dust billowed around him as he approached the glowing rock, embedded in the soil like a fallen star. He licked his lips, mucus trailing down his chin, and extended one massive palm.
Then he paused.
The energy was… weak. Faint. His senses probed it in an instant—calculating output, potential absorption. This meteorite was a fraction of the first one’s size and power. It might give him a slight boost, a minor swell of muscle or a tweak to his senses, but nothing transformative. Barely a ripple in his already oceanic strength.
Disappointment curdled in his gut. He straightened, retracting his hand. But then—a thought. Charlie. His little princess, still mortal, still fragile in her bed back at the resort. This weak stone wouldn’t make her his equal, but it would elevate her beyond humanity. She’d be invincible, like him. No more vulnerabilities. No weak points in his perfect world. And perhaps… perhaps she’d stop those silly games of dressing up, content as his eternal child.
An evil smile twisted his angelic features.
He snatched the duffels and leapt skyward again, landing on the resort balcony in a blur. The glass doors rattled but held. He strode inside, naked and gleaming, not noticing Charlie’s feigned sleep—her breathing too even, her eyelids fluttering just a touch too much. He didn’t bother waking her gently; he simply scooped her up in his muscular arms, cradling her small form against his sweat-slicked chest like a doll.
Charlie’s eyes snapped open, surprise genuine amid the pretense. “Daddy? What—what’s happening?”
He didn’t answer. He turned and leapt back into the night, wind rushing past them as he flew. Charlie clutched his neck, her nightgown whipping in the gale, heart pounding with a mix of fear and exhilaration. They landed beside the meteorite in seconds—another crater from his impact, the ground trembling.
Lu set her down gently on the cool grass. She shivered in her thin nightgown, arms wrapped around herself, staring at the faintly glowing rock. “Daddy… what is this?”
“Touch it, Princess,” he urged, voice a velvet command laced with excitement. “Become like me. Become a god.”
Charlie’s eyes widened. Greed mirrored his own—greed for power, for change, for the chance to finally be seen as a woman in his eyes. If this made her stronger, sexier, more like him… perhaps he’d finally notice. She leapt forward, pressing both palms against the warm, pulsing stone.
The transformation hit instantly.
Cosmic energy surged into her like liquid starlight, flooding every cell. She gasped, arching backward as her body began to change. Muscles swelled beneath her skin—first subtly, then dramatically. Her arms thickened with feminine power, biceps rounding into firm peaks, triceps sharpening with definition. Her legs lengthened and strengthened, thighs curving into sensual pillars, calves flexing into diamond-hard shapes. She grew taller—five-eight, five-ten, pushing six feet—her frame filling out into a sexy hourglass: narrow waist cinching inward, hips flaring wide and strong, glutes rounding into firm, sculpted perfection.
Her breasts expanded, pushing against the nightgown until the fabric tore free, revealing hardening globes that defied gravity—large, unyielding, like granite sculpted into erotic art. Her skin shifted to milky white marble, flawless and luminous, glowing faintly in the moonlight. Her eyes shimmered, deepening from blue to molten gold, sparkling with inner light. Her long blonde hair turned metallic gold, lengthening in waves until it piled on the ground behind her like a golden river, thick and lustrous.
Manicured nails extended into elegant, golden talons—long, sharp, feminine. Her face refined further: sharper cheekbones, fuller black lips, an androgynous beauty that echoed her father’s but twisted into pure, seductive femininity. She looked like a sensual female bodybuilder—muscular yet curvaceous, powerful yet alluring, every line screaming erotic strength.
She moaned deeply, the sound feminine and seductive, echoing through the clearing. Her eyes rolled back, tongue lolling out of her flushed face. The energy built to a crescendo, pleasure overwhelming her new nerves.
Splurge…
Spluurge…
Spluuurge!
She came hard, thick jets of custard-like cum erupting from her newly transformed body, splattering the ground in heavy arcs. Thick, sticky sweat coated her skin, crawling through the fresh valleys and crevices of her muscles—dripping in greasy drops from her pecs, abs, and thighs.
The nightgown shredded completely, leaving her naked like Lu. She threw her arms skyward, stretching her new, muscular body—still smaller than her father’s, but towering and divine. She moaned again, voice a sensual, seductive purr that sent shivers through the air.
Then she opened her golden eyes and looked at her father with watchfulness—attentive, guarded, hungry for his reaction.
Lu see her as...
He was about to push further—perhaps uproot an entire stack of cars or test the limits of his laser vision on a distant boulder—when a strange sensation prickled at the edges of his awareness. It was like a hum in his bones, a distant call echoing through the ether. He froze, arms still crossed over his pecs, and tilted his head skyward.
There—high in the atmosphere—a streak of fire. Another meteorite, charged with the same cosmic energy that had remade him. He focused his super-vision, piercing the miles of sky in an instant. The rock was small, no larger than a basketball, tumbling through the ionosphere in a blaze of plasma. His enhanced mind calculated its trajectory in a heartbeat: velocity, angle, atmospheric drag. It would land in an isolated clearing twenty miles north, deep in uninhabited wilderness.
Greed surged through him like a hot wave. More power. More muscle. More *him*. Saliva pooled in his mouth, dripping from his lips in thick strands as he imagined the energy flooding his veins again—swelling his already colossal frame, sharpening his beauty, amplifying his sexiness until he was irresistible, unbreakable, eternal.
In a split second, he rocketed skyward, the five duffels clutched in one hand like a forgotten toy. The wind screamed past him, teasing his hard nipples and throbbing cock, but he ignored the erotic rush. The meteorite streaked ahead, a fiery comet tail marking its path. Lu closed the distance effortlessly, landing beside it with seismic force just as it slammed into the earth.
BOOM.
The impact shook the ground, trees swaying, a fresh crater opening under his feet. Dust billowed around him as he approached the glowing rock, embedded in the soil like a fallen star. He licked his lips, mucus trailing down his chin, and extended one massive palm.
Then he paused.
The energy was… weak. Faint. His senses probed it in an instant—calculating output, potential absorption. This meteorite was a fraction of the first one’s size and power. It might give him a slight boost, a minor swell of muscle or a tweak to his senses, but nothing transformative. Barely a ripple in his already oceanic strength.
Disappointment curdled in his gut. He straightened, retracting his hand. But then—a thought. Charlie. His little princess, still mortal, still fragile in her bed back at the resort. This weak stone wouldn’t make her his equal, but it would elevate her beyond humanity. She’d be invincible, like him. No more vulnerabilities. No weak points in his perfect world. And perhaps… perhaps she’d stop those silly games of dressing up, content as his eternal child.
An evil smile twisted his angelic features.
He snatched the duffels and leapt skyward again, landing on the resort balcony in a blur. The glass doors rattled but held. He strode inside, naked and gleaming, not noticing Charlie’s feigned sleep—her breathing too even, her eyelids fluttering just a touch too much. He didn’t bother waking her gently; he simply scooped her up in his muscular arms, cradling her small form against his sweat-slicked chest like a doll.
Charlie’s eyes snapped open, surprise genuine amid the pretense. “Daddy? What—what’s happening?”
He didn’t answer. He turned and leapt back into the night, wind rushing past them as he flew. Charlie clutched his neck, her nightgown whipping in the gale, heart pounding with a mix of fear and exhilaration. They landed beside the meteorite in seconds—another crater from his impact, the ground trembling.
Lu set her down gently on the cool grass. She shivered in her thin nightgown, arms wrapped around herself, staring at the faintly glowing rock. “Daddy… what is this?”
“Touch it, Princess,” he urged, voice a velvet command laced with excitement. “Become like me. Become a god.”
Charlie’s eyes widened. Greed mirrored his own—greed for power, for change, for the chance to finally be seen as a woman in his eyes. If this made her stronger, sexier, more like him… perhaps he’d finally notice. She leapt forward, pressing both palms against the warm, pulsing stone.
The transformation hit instantly.
Cosmic energy surged into her like liquid starlight, flooding every cell. She gasped, arching backward as her body began to change. Muscles swelled beneath her skin—first subtly, then dramatically. Her arms thickened with feminine power, biceps rounding into firm peaks, triceps sharpening with definition. Her legs lengthened and strengthened, thighs curving into sensual pillars, calves flexing into diamond-hard shapes. She grew taller—five-eight, five-ten, pushing six feet—her frame filling out into a sexy hourglass: narrow waist cinching inward, hips flaring wide and strong, glutes rounding into firm, sculpted perfection.
Her breasts expanded, pushing against the nightgown until the fabric tore free, revealing hardening globes that defied gravity—large, unyielding, like granite sculpted into erotic art. Her skin shifted to milky white marble, flawless and luminous, glowing faintly in the moonlight. Her eyes shimmered, deepening from blue to molten gold, sparkling with inner light. Her long blonde hair turned metallic gold, lengthening in waves until it piled on the ground behind her like a golden river, thick and lustrous.
Manicured nails extended into elegant, golden talons—long, sharp, feminine. Her face refined further: sharper cheekbones, fuller black lips, an androgynous beauty that echoed her father’s but twisted into pure, seductive femininity. She looked like a sensual female bodybuilder—muscular yet curvaceous, powerful yet alluring, every line screaming erotic strength.
She moaned deeply, the sound feminine and seductive, echoing through the clearing. Her eyes rolled back, tongue lolling out of her flushed face. The energy built to a crescendo, pleasure overwhelming her new nerves.
Splurge…
Spluurge…
Spluuurge!
She came hard, thick jets of custard-like cum erupting from her newly transformed body, splattering the ground in heavy arcs. Thick, sticky sweat coated her skin, crawling through the fresh valleys and crevices of her muscles—dripping in greasy drops from her pecs, abs, and thighs.
The nightgown shredded completely, leaving her naked like Lu. She threw her arms skyward, stretching her new, muscular body—still smaller than her father’s, but towering and divine. She moaned again, voice a sensual, seductive purr that sent shivers through the air.
Then she opened her golden eyes and looked at her father with watchfulness—attentive, guarded, hungry for his reaction.
Lu see her as...
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