OJS/Super speed powers

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Yeah. YEAH! That's what you need. You wanna be able to switch between your two teats so fast that you yourself can't tell the difference! On that thought, you orgasm. Hard. All that awesome pressure inside of you spills out over to the rest of your body.

An invisible light levitates around you, carrying your supremely superfluous body with it, until exploding like a tiny supernova. You are left with a numbing, buzzy feeling in all limbs and digits. This soon refines itself into a strangely inviting state of being.

You open your eyes. The world around you looks sort of dreamy, and moving your arm makes it look like it leaves an after-image.

████████: "This is trippy as fuck. What happened, am I dying? Did I faint or something? I feel pretty great, though."

You remember having wished that you could be ridiculously fast. Like superhuman-to-the-second-power type of fast. And you did just mysteriously float in air having orgasmed. Maybe that had something to do with your apparent transformation into a living wet dream earlier? Perhaps you came in your dreams and wished to be hot, and your wish was granted? And perhaps you'll get a new wish with each orgasm?

████████: "If I'm right about this, holy shit. Gotta test this out."

You try getting back up to your feet. With your athletic and nimble new bod, this is hardly a task worth mentioning. Facing the mirror, you conduct as test.

You try sidestepping as fast as you can. Incredibly, this appears to happen instantly, or at least way faster than your eyes can perceive.

████████: "I think we have super speed on our hands..."

Next, you see just how literal you were being. With a motion that would probably only amount to amusing flapping if done by a human, you manage to seemingly carve out four extraneous arms at will, all capable of independent complex movement.

From the mirror, you can hardly even see that this is indeed a single arm being moved around fast enough to be perceived as four. You have no idea how your brain is managing the switches so accurately - it just seems to work by will.

In a fit of joyous laughter at the absurdity of how easy this is, you also summon four arms on your right side.

████████: "Haha! Look at me, I'm Shiva!"

You stop momentarily, confirming that you indeed still only have two arms. Despite the astronomical speed with which they operated, you feel neither strain nor discomfort of any kind. Looking at your sleek, toned hands you can't see any difference. But it's there: you are superhuman.

████████: "...Let's see how it feels to polish a pearl with these."

You start out at a normal, human pace, gently rubbing the clitoris up and down. Steadily, you increase the speed, soon surpassing the limits of human capability. Your hand feels like a soft vibrator already, with no sign of any approaching limit. Only a few seconds afterwards you unwillingly pass over to the state in which you have control over two different arms. These two arms appear to move at the regular, humane speed. But eventually both of them begin to speed up as well.

You realize that your superhuman speed will allow you to technically have multiple limbs moving at normal speed. But what's your upper limit? Time for science, you guess.

Those four arms from earlier were easy to reach. This time, you decide to expend three of those arms for masturbatory activities: namely your clitoris and two teats. You're so close to cumming that you don't think you can handle much longer. You decide to funnel all the remaining speed you can muster into the remaining free arm, to disengage the 'vibrator mode' from your other arms.

Lo and behold: your remaining arm splits into at least twenty copies of itself. You stare wide-eyed at this shameless amount of sheer power that you posses. In this awe-inspired shock, you completely halt your first three arms. Suddenly the excessive amount of stimulus catches up to you.

You come. A feeling not unlike a lightning strike combined with large rocks grinding away at your insides. This phenomenal feeling lingers on and on, allowing you to ride a wave of pleasure into a new orgasm again and again.

████████: "Euuu-UUUU-uugh! Ha- ha- HA! AAAH!"

At that moment, you remember that you wanted to make a wish. You aren't going to waste this one. You wish for:

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