Violet’s Birthright
By MagnusMagneto
Today after school I went over to Violet’s house. My relationship with Violet was easily the most complicated of all my friendships. I couldn’t tell if she hated me, loved me or merely viewed me as a form of amusement. We met back in middle school, and remained on and off friends to this day – our junior year of high school. She was a fairly attractive girl with a naturally slim and curvy build. Despite attending public school, she hailed from a very well-off family; Her mother and father were both highly lauded research scientists. As a result, they often neglected to spend much time with their daughter, leading her to seek attention from other sources. Fortunately for her, Violet had inherited a great deal of her parent’s natural inclination towards intelligence. She was a very bright girl and despite possessing a nice body found fulfillment in cerebral pursuits over those of a carnal nature.
We took the bus back to her house together, and she had an undeniably mischievous look on her face. “What’s up?” I asked, studying the nearly permanent smirk on her face.
“What do you mean?” she tried to lie, but I knew the shimmer in her brown eyes all too well – she was definitely hiding something.
“Are you leading me into some kind of trap? Is there going to be an awkward surprise party, are you going to perform some kind of experiment on me?” I cocked an eyebrow, recalling a few times that she had subjected me to some dubious activities.
Despite her bright mind, Violet couldn’t fully hide her intentions. She let out a light giggle. “You’ll just have to wait and see!”
“If this is like that time you melted my clothing off with that experimental liquid I’m just going to get off at the next stop and go home.”
She let out an audible huff. “But that was such a fun day!”
“For you.”
“It was fun seeing your naked body.” Her eyes glistened again. My face reddened slightly – she had never complimented me like that. “I had no idea you were so attractive underneath those silly rags you wear. Regardless. There may be a surprise in store, but I assure you it won’t have a direct effect on you, nor your possessions.”
I was at a loss for words. The great and mighty Violet had paid me a compliment like that? I looked her over, and she really was quite attractive with her long, raven-black hair and blemish-less skin. Was this an invitation to finally take our relationship further? Neither of us had ever made a move on the other, and had been single our whole lives.
That was when she placed her hand in mine. “Like I said, I just want to show you something that could be… remarkable.” She traced my fingers with her own, causing a pleasurable chill to run down my spine.
She had me hook line and sinker. My heart was pounding and it took my full efforts to remain as cool and collected as possible. Violet on the other hand appeared fully in control of herself and the situation – even more so than usual.
Eventually the bus came to her stop. Right as we got off, a storm broke out and it started raining. On cue, we quickened our pace, practically running to her rather spacious home. Unsurprisingly, nobody was there as both of her parents were at work until late at night. After crossing the threshold she took her shoes off and tossed her bag to the side. I followed suit. “Want a snack?” she inquired, leading me towards her kitchen.
“Oh, uh, no thanks.” In truth I was a little hungry, but my stomach felt like it was performing flips as I was eager to find out just what Violet had in store for me.
“Well, I think I will.” She grabbed a large tub of very high-end creatine powder and began dumping it into a blender along with some whole chocolate milk. After turning the blender on, she took her shirt off, leaving just a bra to cover her upper half. “Don’t think I need this.” She mused, tossing it aside.
I blinked rapidly as I admired her lithe form, her flat stomach and and the way her pert breasts stood proudly with only a small amount of assistance from her undergarments. The storm outside continued to pound away, leading to the boom of thunder and crackle of lightning to be heard throughout the house. Despite the weather outside, I was transfixed on Violet, and my mind was racing. Was this going to be the day? Was I going to lose my virginity? With Violet? I couldn’t think of another reason why she’d casually strip like that.
Without saying another word she peeled her pants and socks off too. “Don’t need these either.” She giggled.
I stared at her proportionately long, slender legs. She was wearing just a thong, leading me to believe that she really had planned all of this out. I had never seen Violet’s exposed body before, and I was surprised at how… flawless her skin looked. How smooth and silky it must have been, even from a mere glance. Just then the blender finished and she grabbed two oversized glasses from the cupboard.
“Oh, no thanks, I’m good.” I preempted her.
Paying me no heed, she proceeded to pour the contents of the blender into the two glasses. “Who said these are for you?” she began chugging the entirety of the beverage. I could tell that she was forcing herself to finish it. I also noticed that the rapid acquisition of this much foodstuff was causing her slender belly to expand and round out slightly.
After finishing the first shake, she casually tossed it aside, letting it crash on the ground. “What? Why?” was all I could say, and before I got a response she brought the second shake to her lips and began drinking it. This time she had to truly force herself, and I could sense by the look on her face that only her sheer willpower allowed her to finish it. Another crackle of lightning rang out, and the sky was dark with storm clouds. The weather granted the surreal turn of events an added layer of varnish.
Once again, Violet tossed the empty glass aside, letting it shatter on the kitchen floor. Her now plump stomach had balled further, creating a kind of ‘food baby’.
“So, uh, Violet what the hell is going on?”
“Follow me.” She commanded with a giggle before heading out of the kitchen. I obeyed, and couldn’t help but notice her hips swaying more than usual, causing her round bottom to bounce in unison, as if she were intentionally putting on a show. Before long we reached our destination: one of her father’s labs.
“This morning I received a rather intriguing text message from my father. I’ve been thinking about it all day, and I’m so positive that I’ve deciphered its meaning that I’m taking the risk of looking like a madwoman if I’m wrong.”
Her vague explanation didn’t help shed any light on the situation.
“What did the text say?”
“Oh, you wouldn’t quite understand the significance, but I’ll tell you anyways. It basically said that his greatest invention was really made for his greatest creation, and mentioned an old math riddle he used to torment me with as a child. He said the solution had been related to my birthday all along, and mocked me for not understanding sooner.”
While this was more specific than her last response, I was still left in the dark.
The lab was small, but still thoroughly impressive. There were multiple high-end computers and all sorts of machinery for purposes I could only dream of. Violet strode up to a large, menacing digital vault. It had a display that read “Project V” on it. She proceeded to bring her long, slender fingers to the touchpad, inputting a series of numbers.
“Project V… hey, wasn’t that the thing you were telling me about last year? The thing that your father was super proud of but it got canned?”
A smirk met Violet’s face “Oh, you mean the nanomachine project that my father had to scrap because it was too dangerous?” she input 4 digits and the display flashed a green light as it swung open.
“Uhh, yeah, I think.” I answered.
She reached inside and retrieved a long, metallic cylinder.
“The nanomachine project that could turn a person into an unstoppable living weapon of unfathomable power, fueled by anything and everything around them?” her expressions grew exaggerated and animated as she spoke.
“Yeah. That one.” I affirmed.
“Yeah, that project was so dangerous that they not only destroyed all known research on it, but used various brain washing techniques in order to effectively wipe my father’s mind of what he learned in the process.” Her fingers began poking and prodding the cylinder. From where I stood it looked like she was pressing a series of buttons, perhaps inserting another series of numbers. “I had a theory about this project. I think I’ve figured out why it’s called V and why he hid it away despite potentially facing the death penalty if it ever got out that he finished and kept a sample of the product.” Right on cue, the cylinder let out a beep and a futuristic looking needle emerged from one end.
She continued. “In theory, project V’s nanomachines would constantly build a person’s body to match stimulus placed on it, and indefinitely rejuvenate their cells, effectively granting them immortality.” Before I could respond, she took the needle-like end of the cylinder and injected it directly into her neck. “The same nanomachines could break down and use of a staggering number of potential energy sources, turning the excess into sheer power for their host body.”
I simply blinked a few times, a cold sweat breaking out on my forehead.
She continued. “Those very nanomachines are now flooding through my body, binding themselves to my system in an irreversible process that will either kill me or turn me into the human equivalent of a god.” Just then, Violet grew extremely quiet and looked as if she had seen something shocking.
I gulped and another boom of thunder could be heard. How fitting. “Is… is this some kind of joke?”
Violet remained silent. She dropped her head down before clutching it with her hands.
“Are you okay?” I moved my hand towards her, but she stepped back before letting out a moan of ecstasy.
“Oh my god…” she murmured. “You have no idea. Just… stay back.” She moved back further, still clutching her head. Another moment passed and she let out another moan. “Yes…” she cooed.
I looked over at her and noticed that the round pouch of protein shake that was covering her midsection was actually slowly disappearing. “V… what’s happening?”
She let out another moan and I noticed the roundness of her stomach shrink once again. “The nanomachines… they’re replicating.” She explained with another involuntary yelp of ecstasy. “Turning the protein shakes into more nanomachines…”
“They can do that…?” I asked, still confounded by this entire chain of events.
“Of course. They can replicate utilizing nearly anything I can safely ingest.” She let out another moan, and the bulge in her stomach shrank further inward. “I need more though…” another grunt of pleasure “underestimated…” another grunt. “First…” grunt. “Transformation. Please… bring the whole tub of protein powder over. Don’t need water.”
Unsure of what I should do, I decided to comply for now. I was inclined to believe Violet that something was indeed happening to her body as I saw the deposit of food in her abdomen shrink away before my very eyes. Should I really be assisting her? She has been my friend for a while, but to help her become something potentially dangerous for society? There was a reason why the project was shut down to begin with… I decided to hedge my bets for now and play along. I noticed the shattered glass on the ground and was careful to avoid it. After grabbing the tub of powder, I brought it back to her eager and waiting clutches.
Violet did not hesitate at all to tear the cover off and poured a full scoop of the powder directly into her mouth. Before my very eyes, I saw the powder begin to disintegrate; Violet wasn’t swallowing it, it was simply disappearing into seemingly thin air. That’s when I quickly made the mental connection: the nanomachines were real, and they were already replicating from the powder within her mouth!
I turned my gaze downward, and noticed that the pudgy ball of protein shake had all but disappeared. Not only was Violet’s midsection returned to its former flat state, but it also appeared slightly defined and rigid. Looking back up at her mouth, I noticed the powder had entirely vanished from sight.
“Guess I don’t need to actually ingest the contents.” She observed with a smirk. “Check this out.” She commanded, pointing towards her breasts before placing her hands on top of them. I followed, turning my gaze to her chest. Violet began massaging herself and right before my eyes I saw her breasts expand outward, filling out her bra and fingers by the moment. Not only did her mammaries become larger, but their very shape shifted as they transformed closer to the ideal I had seen in so many advertisements. They also perked up even further, proudly defying gravity, and if my eyes weren’t playing tricks on me, actually pushed her bra upward instead of the inverse. Adding to the visual feast, I began to clearly see the shape of her nipples protruding through the thin fabric of the breast.
“Eyes up here buddy.” Violet said with a knowing laugh. As our gazes met, it immediately became clear to me that her eyes were now… violet colored! “I thought it’d be more fitting.” She explained, still smirking. Just then another lightning bolt cracked, reminding me of the ongoing storm. “Come on, let’s have some fun before I become an unstoppable goddess capable of rendering limitless destruction on a mere whim.” Violet had always been confident, but now she was on an entirely new level.
She led me out of the lab and I followed suit. Being a hot-blooded male, I couldn’t resist watching her swaying hips, which were undoubtedly wider and more shapely than before. There was no chance of denying it – Violet’s body was actively changing. Even a layman like myself could draw the conclusion that this was the work of the nanomachines.
Violet was heading back towards the kitchen before she abruptly stopped at the room’s entryway. She looked upward, where a pull-up bar hung from the door’s frame. With a burst of agility, she leapt up and grabbed onto it. As she ascended, I noticed the muscles in her calves instantaneously grew slightly, as if Violet’s body automatically adapted to the task she presented it. My theory was affirmed as I noticed from merely hanging onto the pull-up bar her upper half filled out with small muscles. Violet began performing pull ups, and with each repetition the muscles in her arms and back engorged to a larger and larger state.
Eager to reshape her body, Violet began performing hanging leg raises, causing a rigid collection of cobblestone abs to erupt from her thin, lithe torso. While she tortured her core, the primary muscles continued to grow, and a greater variety of powerful bumps appeared as her obliques, serratus and adonis belt expressed themselves.
“Come closer to me.” She ordered.
I complied, and as I approached she wrapped her smooth, warm legs around my torso. “What are you doing?” I asked, somewhat dumbfounded.
“Grab ahold.” She said before lifting up her legs.
I grabbed onto her muscled core, which felt like a slab of marble covered in velvet. Violet began performing pull ups using me as added weight, causing her upper body to explode further from the stimulation. This quickly became trivial for her, and she resorted to performing the motion single handedly, leading to another intense burst of strength. While hanging on with only one arm, Violet proceeded to bring her legs upward, moving me in the process. As she did so, I could feel the thick, powerful muscles of her core quivering as they hardened and grew even larger.
Even the legs wrapped around me were being fortified from the motion, and her already impressive upper-body gained even more size. She performed a variety of motions, each one strengthening her further. If I wasn’t so entranced and aroused by this entire process, I likely would have contracted a mild form of motion sickness.
Eventually, Violet had gleamed the majority of what she could from the pull-up bar in regards to stimulating her body’s development. “Brace yourself and let go.” She ordered before releasing the grip of her legs. I obeyed and gently fell to the ground beneath; she followed, producing a louder sound in the process.
As Violet stood back up to her new full height, it quickly occurred to me that we now stood eye to eye. I examined her chiseled body, deep contours and ridges ran through every powerful limb. Despite her impressive muscularity, there wasn’t a single visible vein on her form, granting her an otherworldly appearance when conjoined with her entirely flawless skin. Violet flexed her right arm, causing a perfectly shaped ball of pure power to rise on command “Wanna feel?”
I complied, reaching over, placing my fingers directly over the split peak in the center of the mass. Instantly, I could feel the immense density of her limb without even needing to apply any pressure. On a whim, I dug my fingers in, and felt what can only be described as a warm, fleshy, solid-steel ball covered in the softest skin you could ever imagine. Curiously enough, as I increased my pressure, her arm grew even harder, if that was even possible. Within a mere matter of moments, I could tell my fingers had absolutely no effect at all. Another crackle of lightning followed by a boom of thunder rang out and I let go of my hand.
“You almost slightly dented me for a moment there.” Violet observed with a wink. “I would’ve said that I stopped feeling you, but that wouldn’t be accurate. My skin can be as sensitive to as I want it to be. Anyway, I need to make sure the nanomachines are properly fueled.”
Violet took a few confident strides towards the kitchen’s main cabinet. Her bare feet stepped onto the broken glass from her earlier protein shakes, and she didn’t even wince. She grabbed a bottle of multi-vitamins and dumped the entire contents into her mouth – which, of course, evaporated nearly instantaneously as the nanomachines assimilated the pills. After emptying the container, she haphazardly tossed it aside before reaching down and pulling the glass right out of her feet. Before my eyes, the wound left by the puncture closed itself, instantly healing without even the slightest mark of imperfection.
“Looks like it’s already too late to stop me.” Violet mused. “You had a small window of opportunity today, but from here on out, I will be the most powerful being in the universe, and only become moreso by the moment.”
Something about Violet’s speech was simultaneously terrifying and arousing.
“Follow.” She commanded, heading towards the back door of the kitchen. She opened it, and rain immediately began to pour in from the storm. Dauntlessly, she stepped out onto the house’s back porch, growing soaked from the rain in the process.
“Violet, what are you doing?” I asked, following her outside, becoming similarly damp in the process.
“Can’t say the rain really bothers me anymore. Selective sensitivity and all that.” She explained nonchalantly before turning her wide, triangular back to me. With a single motion propelled herself far into the sky. Her musclebound body soared in the stormy sky for a few moments before landing next to a large tree, creating a definitive thud.
I moved to the edge of the porch to better see what she was doing; I was so enchanted by her actions that I barely even noticed the story. It was difficult to clearly make out from where I stood, but I could definitely see Violet grab hold of the thick trunk and begin to uproot it. Her body responded, growing larger and more menacing. A few moments later, she had torn the tremendous tree right out of the ground and was proudly holding it high above her head. With the added weight in her hands, she began performing squats, causing her legs to turn into muscular trunks themselves. When that became too easy, she graduated to single-legged squats, and before long had mastered those too.
Violet’s power-up was not without purpose, she turned her gaze to another massive tree, and while still holding onto the first one leapt over a dozen feet into the air and onto its branches. The combined weight of Violet and her training toy caused her new foot hold to begin buckling over. Before the second tree could be timbered, another lightning bolt struck out, striking the massive log Violet was holding! Due to the soaked nature of the lumber, a great deal of electricity was conducted directly into Violet’s body. Even from the porch, I could see her large frame light up. Her muscular body, the makeshift weight she was carrying, and the tree she stood on top of all collapsed together in a deafening crash.
My heart was pounding; I wasn’t sure what to do. Did I just witness Violet’s death? Should I call 911? Would they even believe what happened if I told them? What about the nanomachi- just then my my train of thought was cut off. I saw a brilliant blue spark jettison into the air – it was Violet! She was like a human rocket, soaring hundreds of feet above. Just then, another lightning bolt came to life, and Violet was headed straight for it! I would later learn this was not an accident. From where I stood, it looked like a human shaped blue ball of electricity colliding with another blue streak of lightning. The ball representing Violet grew larger, and she descended back down towards the earth with another loud crash, causing a visible impact crater around her feet. I began to wonder how long until a neighbor would investigate.
Before I could dwell on that train of thought, I saw Violet extend one muscular hand towards the sky, causing a crackle of lightning to erupt from her finger tips. She let loose a wicked laugh loud enough that even I could hear it from where I stood. With another effortless motion, she leapt back into the sky, this time heading towards me! My eyes grew wide, and I thought for certain we were on a collision course, but she actually crashed through the roof behind me, landing inside the kitchen.
I turned around and was greeted with the site of the kitchen in shambles, and an immense, powerful goddess who a mere hour ago was a small, delicate smart aleck of a girl. Violet was stark naked, and every engorged muscle of her frame was on full display, as were her tremendous shapely breasts and perfectly shaped hips. I approached her, and through the open door I could see a literal aura of blue lightning crackling around her.
“Don’t be afraid. I assure you it won’t harm you. You’ll likely find my control over it quite impressive. In fact, blue is a little quaint, wouldn’t you say?” within an instant, the electric aura had turned to purple in color, matching her eyes and namesake.
She took a long stride toward me with her unbelievably muscular legs. It became very apparent that she now stood roughly a head taller than me. Even without the lightning erratically surrounding her body, Violet would have emanated a great deal of warmth just from the energy her form possessed. As she approached, my instincts wanted me to back away from the electricity, but my sex drive refused to let me. With single step, she had closed the distance and began lifting a hand towards my face, causing her watermelon sized bicep to dance in response.
“You’ve been such a good assistant today.” She started. “And a dear, albeit dimwitted, friend for so long. You’re not bad looking either. I suppose I should grant your reward now before I grow too consumed in continuing my path to true godhood and doing anything I desire, for good or evil.”
Electricity danced on the fingers that approached my face, and it took every fiber of my willpower to not flinch. As her large hand embraced my skin, I felt a pleasurable sensation unlike any I could even imagine.
“And that’s just what it feels to have my fingers touch your face. Time to undress for the first and best lay of your life. Until I return someday that is.”
Of course, I complied.
– The End (?)
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