Celestial Being Chronicles - Chapter 149
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Gundam series, nor any of the various series which are used or referenced in my fic, so please point that damned lawsuit cannon at someone else, also, don't read this if you are not of legal age to read such material. The story contains possibly disturbing content and should not be read by close-minded people (i.e., people who are easily offended.) Everything in the story is fictional. I am also not responsible for any actions taken by people who read this story and society's problems. I do, however, own my original character; Hope Yamato.
Author's Note: 164 decillion = 164 with 33 zeros after it, or 164,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000.
"W-What do you mean you're sick of me?" Kira asked, fear and saddness evident in his tone of voice. "Are you going to break up with me?"
"No, we're not breaking up with you." Yumi answered, walking up to her lover, gently taking his hand into her own and teleporting them both to the dungeon, while simultaniously switching from the Inner Sanctum onboard the Excalibur, to the one which the group had begun to refer to as the Alternate Sanctum, the one where Kira's lovers could let his long hair fetish run wild.
'So, what should we do with him?' Misato's mental voice asked.
'Why don't we restrain him to an electric chair, put an electrified dildo up his ass and turn it on at full power?' Meyrin growled.
'No.' Murrue instantly answered. 'We all promised that we would never indulge in any form of anal sex.'
'We could turn him into a woman.' Cagalli suggested.
'Cagalli, you're a genius!' Lacus squealed.
"I had originally been planning on simply restraining you and teasing you with your own fantasies and fetishes." Yumi grinned as she walked up to Kira. "But I have a much better plan now."
"W-What do you plan to do to me?" Kira asked, already knowing that he would regret it.
"You'll find out in a moment, Kira." Yumi promised as she walked up to the amethyst-eyed man and gently put her hands on his shoulders, focusing her thoughts on changing her lover's body into her own; intent on changing him into the perfect female form.
Kira's eyes widened in shock and horror as he felt his chest begin to expand, quickly growing into a pair of soft, 32-E breasts, exactly like Yumi's own. The brown-haired woman smiled in satasfaction at her work so far, before then moving her attention to the area between her lover's legs. An instant later, Kira's male genitalia seemingly retracted into his body and completely vanished, only to be replaced by female reproductive organs.
"W-What the hell did you just do to me?" Kira yelled, not really caring at this point that his voice had changed as well, becoming higher in pitch. He also didn't notice, nor did he really care that his brown hair now extended all the way down to his ankles.
"All that I'm doing is giving you a fitting punishment for what you did to Meyrin." Yumi answered, a deep blush tinting her cheeks as she quickly looked over Kira's new body a few times. "To be completely honest, you're quite beautiful as a woman."
"Shut up!" Kira yelled. "This isn't funny! Now change me back to normal!"
"No, I don't think so." Yumi giggled, even as she gently wrapped her arms around Kira's slender waist. "I want to have some fun with you before changing you back." She smiled, instantly lengthening her silken tresses so that they now extended for nearly 100 miles, before then completely restraining her lover with her soft locks. "That's better." Yumi happily purred as she quickly stripped herself of her floor-length, red silk and white lace dress.
"W-What are you going to do to me?" Kira whimpered, only for Yumi to silence him with a deep and passonate kiss.
"Everything you've done to us over the years." Yumi seductively answered, before then leading him over to a nearby bed and pushing him down onto the mattress.
"Why?" Kira whimpered as Yumi quickly stripped him of his uniform, which much to both their surprise, had actually adapted to his female form.
"Wow." Yumi gasped, ignoring her lover's question as she looked over his now naked female body. "I may just decide to keep you like this."
"No, please don't!" Kira begged.
"I wasn't being serious, silly." Yumi laughed, even as she reached into the nightstand and produced a double-ended, strap-on dildo, hiked up the front of her floor-length dress and slipped the toy onto her body, letting out a soft moan as she slipped wearer's end into her womanhood. "Now then, what should I do to you first?" She quietly sighed, even as she freed Kira's now ankle-length hair from underneath him, before then draping the soft strands over top of his body. After a moment of silent thought, Yumi gently placed her hands on Kira's breasts and began a gentle masage, eliciting soft moans from his lips.
"Yumi, please." Kira begged between quiet moans of pleasure. "Please stop."
"You keep asking me to stop." Yumi teased. "But it sounds like you're actually enjoying what I'm doing to you." Without bothering to wait for a response, Yumi quickly climbed onto the bed, straddled Kira and took her lover's right breast into her mouth, hungrily sucking on the soft mound of flesh, the powerful suction of her mouth causing a steady stream of warm milk to begin flowing from the erect nipple.
Kira moaned in pleasure as Yumi continued to attack his new breasts. She went from one to the other, pushing her face into their large softness, suckling at his nipples. Kira groaned softly as his beautiful lover continued to draw in as much of his nipple as she could, suckling hard.
Kira looked up into Yumi's beautiful face, gazing into her eyes as she finally stopped suckling nearly twenty minutes later. Yumi's hips undulated as she found her lover's tight slit. Her faux pole stuck out like a spear, long and thick as she rubbed it over her lover's entrance, making Kira groan as he insistently grabbed at her waist. Kira tried to pull Yumi down on top of him, but before he could, she had already guided her false rod to Kira's moist opening and slowly impaled her lover on the long, lengthy member.
"Oh, yes!" Kira groaned out loud, moaning and groaning as he took in more and more of his lover's faux cock. Yumi's hands shot to Kira's breasts, massaging them and playing with his nipples. They were so soft and squishy, almost as though they were filled with warm honey as her hands gently kneaded them.
Yumi arched back, her silken hair cascading down her back and onto the floor, or over her shoulders and down her front before then spilling off the side of the bed. She reached up and brushed all her hair over the front of her body so that it fell down over her beautiful lover, then she let Kira pull her down on top of him. Kira's hips began to buck up into her, slapping his lover's faux rod into his moist entrance. Kira's body slapped against Yumi's own as she began to piston into her lover.
"Oh, Kira, I love this." Yumi moaned into his ear as she moved on top of him. Kira was gently stroking up and down Yumi's back, pushing her false manhood into himself, moving her in and out of his recently acquired slit. Kira grunted and groaned, his face buried deep in Yumi's thick luxurious brown tresses.
Faster and faster, Kira moved Yumi on top of him. Their grunts and groans of pleasure began to merge into one low, keening cry of passion. Yumi arched back, her breasts and hair flailing back and forth over Kira wildly. Kira grasped her waist firmly, holding on to her for all he was worth. His teeth were gritted, locked in heat and lust as he drove his lover's spear-like shaft deep inside his hot, wet, steamy slit. The sound of slapping and moaning filled the room.
Finally, Kira bucked up against Yumi, sending her bouncing up and down even more rapidly. He groaned and arched backwards, lifting Yumi even further off the bed, and finally, they both reached their climax. The dildo that was embedded deep with Yumi instantly detected her release, converted the vaginal secretions into thick sperm and then filled Kira with his lover's creamy fluids.
"I-Is sex always that pleasing for you, Yumi?" Kira panted in exhaustion as he gently ran a hand through his lover's silken brunette mane.
"Yes, sometimes even more so." Yumi answered, not caring that during their lovemaking, her hair had released Kira from its vice-like grip.
Kira eagerly sank his face the mass of silken hair that rested on Yumi's left shoulder and deeply inhaled his lover's divine feminine fragrance. Cradling the back of his lover's head in both hands, Kira sensuously massaged her scalp, his fingers delicately wading their way through the beautiful, brunette tresses, even as he kept nibbling at her full lips.
An instant later, a small black sphere about the size of a marble suddenly appeared, silently hovering about five feet above the bed.
Kira could only stare in silent awe as Yumi's beautiful silken tresses were slowly pulled into the small black hole. After ten agonizngly long seconds, Yumi increased the black hole's gravitational force to what it would be in nature, causing it to suck in every single strand of her hair in less than a second, the soft tresses rapidly forming a thin, spiraling ribbon until making contact with the black hole and finally getting sucked into the signularity.
"Don't worry, Kira." Yumi said, reassuring at her beautiful lover. "I'm not going to do this to you." She smiled, gesturing towards the black hole floating above them.
"If you want to lengthen your hair, why not just use your powers and do so instantly?" Kira asked, a slight smile crossing his face.
"Fine then, have it your way." Yumi sighed, even as the small black hole vanished, and her beautiful locks, which now extended for nearly 5,000 miles, tumbled to the floor, but a fraction of a second later, her silken brunette tresses suddenly flashed outward, instantly extending from 5,000 miles to 164 decillion cubic light-years in length. "I fully expect you to help me with this, though." She said, climbing off of her lover's body and moving to sit on the edge of the bed.
The amethyst-eyed man could only stare in shocked silence as his lover's soft brunette tresses began to writhe and twist, the silken locks quickly taking the shape of Yumi's own body.
"W-What the hell is this?" Kira asked, gesturing towards the mass of hair which had taken the form of Yumi's own body. Despite his shock, the amethyst-eyed man didn't fail to notice that the mass of hair which formed his lover's second body was connected with her real body by the head, seperated by a mile of slaken tresses, so that the mass of hair appeared as though it had a pair of ponytails in excess of floor-length, one branching off to the right, only to connect with Yumi's real body, and the other branching off the to left, extending for further than the eye could see.
"What do you think?" Yumi asked, even as the mass of hair which had taken the form of her body gently embraced Kira's waist. Nearly ten seconds passed in silence, but then Kira let a pleased groan escape his lips, Yumi quickly turned to see that the mass of hair which had assumed the form of her own body had pinned Kira to the bed, grown a false manhood, and was now eagerly thrusting in and out of her lover's dripping slit. "I guess that means you like this idea." She giggled, before then walking over to the nightstand, picking up a large paddlebrush and beginning to lovingly brush her silken tresses.
After less then 30 seconds, Kira had rolled over so that he was now straddling the silken incarnation of his lover, eagerly impaling himself on the faux shaft. The amethyst-eyed man gasped as he suddenly felt the silken tresses within his body spread into several smaller tendrils, which then quickly traveresed through the various tubes of his now feminine body.
Yumi couldn't help but giggle slightly as part of Kira's lower abdomen begun to bulge, and a few short seconds later, her lover's eyes rolled back as he experienced the most intense orgasm of his entire life, before then losing consciousness.
"Come on, Kira, wake up." Yumi giggled, gently patting her lover's cheek.
"That was incredible." Kira breathed.
"Now you know what I feel everytime we have sex." Yumi seductively smiled. "And speaking of sex, I returned you to your normal body." Without another word, she turned her back to her handsome lover, allowing him a full view of her silken brunette tresses, which still extended for 164 decillion light-years, more than five miles of the soft strands now soaked with the result of Kira's most recent climax.
"S-Sorry about the mess." Kira blushed.
"I want you to prove to me that you're sorry." Yumi replied. "I want you to wash every inch of my hair." She smiled seductively as she continued speaking. "And before you ask, I will not shorten my hair." Kira blushed slightly as Yumi glanced over her shoulder and winked at him. "Now, get to work."
Kira nodded obediently as he got off the bed, walked over to Yumi, gently taking her hand into his own and leading her towards the huge shower. The amethyst-eyed man couldn't help but grin as he reached into the shower, tapping a button on the wall, and activating all of the showerheads simultaniously, before then stripping his beautiful lover of her dress and finally leading her into the torrent of warm water. Yumi merely smiled as she quickly moved every inch of her silken hair into the huge shower, letting a contented sigh escape her lips as the warm liquid slowly began to soak into her beautiful brunette strands.
Kira smiled as the bristles of the paddlebrush glided effortlessly through the last few inches of Yumi's silken brunette mane. 'Done.' He telepathically announced to his wonderful lover, as she silently sat in the salon chair, well out of eyeshot.
'Even though I offered to shorten my hair, you wouldn't let me.' Yumi giggled. 'So, it's your fault that it took you in excess of 50 billion years to brush my hair.'
"Well, I loved every second of it." Kira answered, before teleporting himself back to his lover, appearing at her side and gently running a hand through her beautiful locks.
"You're lucky that one billion years in here is only equal to one second in our native universe." Yumi sighed happily. "It's going to be weird when we go back into our native universe." She continued, a tone of slight sadness entering her voice. "I'll have to shorten my hair so that it's only waist-length."
"Why not make your hair ankle-length, instead?" Kira suggested as he continued to lovingly run his hands through Yumi's soft brunette locks. "You'd be so much sexier with ankle-length hair."
"Why not floor-length hair?" Yumi giggled as she stood up, turned to face her handsome lover and wrapped her arms around his waist. "I could even let my hair drag behind me for a short distance." She teased. "We both know that you would love it."
"Oh, I would love that." Kira blushed. "But, I also think it would be a distraction."
"How could that possibly be a distraction?" Yumi seductively purred, even as she gently embraced her lover with her silken locks.