I was now basking in glorious victory above the clouds, my wings flapping lazily to keep me in a steady hover. I had cost the Canadian Air Force an incredible amount of resources, but their losses didn’t compare to mine if you factored in pride. When they finally got a visual of me… Was I naked from the waist down?! Not to mention they made me shit myself. Yeah, were definitely even. 

Where was I…? My penis was quick to remind me who I had been thinking about before I was so rudely interrupted. That girl is insanely attractive, and she’s just my type. I’m not sure what I did to attract such a beautiful virgin. Actually, a lot of women who have seen me since last light seem like they’re falling under some kind of spell. Seriously though, most of the looks I get are not wholesome. Maybe it would have went over my head and just inflated my ego, if it weren’t for the fact that it wasn’t exclusively affecting women.

Taking one more look at the amazing scenery spread out before me, I teleport in to the bathroom on the first floor of the Brunveld hospital. I took a gamble that the third stall would have no one in it, and it looks like it’s my lucky day. The door of the stall was already open, but no one was there to witness me appear out of nowhere at the time.

I do a thorough scanning of the building, looking for Elise. I assume she’ll still be here, getting stitches in her pussy or something. I seriously ruined her… Maybe I can fix her up? Seeing if I could heal was something I needed to figure out regardless, so I don’t mind using her as a test subject. Remembering the pain my wings caused me when I made them out made me cringe. It makes me a little worried but, I think it was probably due to the sudden connection of a TON of new nerves. If it’s just a little patch job, I’m sure she’ll be fineee. She’ll just have to suck it up if that’s the case.

There she is. She was alone in her room on the bed, on the third floor. When I had been admitted I was on the top floor two above that. While praising all of my recent good fortunes, I warped onto the bed beside her. It look a little bit of extra effort to warp and go from standing up to laying down, but not much.

Her room looked the same as mine had last time, mostly empty with bland white walls. Right next to me in the bed she was lying on her side facing towards me sleeping peacefully. Dayum! Her beauty catches me off guard, her innocent looking unconscious face attempting to trick my second head into rash actions. However, I was in no hurry to wake her up, and from what I could tell there were no nurses/doctors anywhere close.

I decided to test my powers to their limits finally, now that I had some free time and my mind felt a bit more focused. On that note, my senses have definitely been sharpened. Initially I couldn’t notice it, but there is a clear and steady trend of performance increases with all of my senses, mental cognition, thought speed, memorization and my scanning ability. The easiest to recognize the improvement trend with was the scan, as it now encompassed a 1.5km radius as opposed to the 1km it started out with last night at Ronalds.

I still have no clue how my scan works, but I feel like it’s beyond me… For now that is. If my abilities kept improving at this rate it wouldn’t be long before I was some kind of genius. My intuition’s opinion was that it would reach its peak soon though.

In order to provide some enhancements to my body, I reigned in my senses and subconsciously entered a meditative state. Focusing on myself, I studied the nervous center, my bones, muscles, skin and even the keratin in my nails. First of all, I further dampened the sensations of pain. Since it seems I’m nearly invincible regardless, there’s no need to receive such annoying notifications of obvious things like being shot. I fine-tuned my nerve pathways, reorganizing to provide data to my brain more efficiently as it could now handle the extra stress. Ooooh, that feels cool.

With the first self-update in place, everything I was in contact with on the bed started giving me more details describing themselves. I checked my internal clock, 3:13pm. That was 20 minutes eh? Elise’s face was now looking in the opposite direction, but I would be able to tell if she had woken up. But I wasn’t done yet. Moving onto my bones, I thickened and strengthened them. Replacing my body’s old, lame collagen with my own new-and-improved brand. Besides feeling more dense and solid, there wasn’t a huge difference like there was with the nerves. Rinse and repeating the same process with my muscles left me as the only man alive who knows what being a tree feels like. It also took less time than the complex nervous system, only 8 minutes in total.

These strength improvements had been on my mind since I created my wings, as they already had these enhancements applied and far outperformed the rest of my body.

Grabbing a cupful of Elise’s buns and re-entering my meditation, it was time for my skin to stop being so easy to pierce. Borrowing the idea of layering from a dragons scales, I re-organized my skin into something like that on a tiny scale. The stacks of reinforced skin were made up of a great number of cone-like shapes, with a semicircular base. Examining my arms, visually they weren’t much different aside from an odd smoothness. Maybe the scales were too small? My texture is like a petrified baby… Good enough for me though, because physically the difference was like heaven and earth. Whereas your average human can take a quick blow of roughly 3000 Newtons and come away without serious issues most of the time, I estimated I could receive 15 times that. The weight of two full sized trucks being delivered behind a punch could now be shrugged off without even the need for my auto-healing.

Update 5.0 was my most anticipated, as I felt like I would be having some entertaining moments with it in the future. Another reason for the massive upgrade on my skin was in preparation for this addition, it would be annoying to be constantly cutting myself after all.

Fondling the deep sleeping Elise a little more, it was time to give myself some natural weapons. I added a bit of length to my finger nails as they were a tad short, strengthening and sharpening the edge into a tapered blade while I was at it. My reasoning was mostly so I could rip throats out. Not that I would actively seek people to do it to… I just like having the option.

I felt like a new man, and my last two upgrades had taken 15 minutes. My skin had been a little tricky after all. Now I suppose it’s Elise’s turn to get scanned. This proved a little difficult because the deep scanner needed nearly all my focus, and I was having trouble peeling the remnants off of myself. Imaging trying to project your body heat out and then have it collect in someone else, where do you even start?

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As I got closer and closer to completing her full scan, I noticed something alarming. My breathing was growing shallower and more haggard, below sustainable levels. I guess my body does still need a bit of my attention for breathing and etc. Feeling like an idiot for almost killing myself, I found a couple problems in Elise. First of all was something in her brain, and the second was in her vagina. Many sections of her brain had much less or no activity in comparison to mine, and since I was no brain surgeon I basically re-wired her to mimic mine. She’ll probably thank me for this, my brain is pretty badass after all!

I had no vagina to compare hers with that was close enough, but I was pretty sure I knew what I wanted. Besides fixing the tears along the membrane inside her, I made her tighter and strengthened the muscle fibers so they wouldn’t tear again. This way she can squeeze my dick even harder, while actually enjoying herself without my brainwashing too. Finally finished, I looked at my clock once more, 4:16pm. Considering the impressive list of upgrades, it certainly was time well spent.

Feeling fresh and decked out, I gently turned Elise to face me and planted a kiss on her lips. Startled, her eyes fluttered open and examined me with a deeper intelligence than before. Regardless of her new mental capacity, she was probably still confused.

Less confused than I had thought, she slaps me across the face. “Asshole!” She whisper-yells, and pulls me into an embrace. I probably deserved that, but I got off a lot easier than I thought I would. “Agh, my fucking hand, what are you made of you bastard?” She peels off of me and starts fondling my body, starting with my chest, moving to my sides and then to my arms. How has she not noticed my wings? They were tucked in on my back looking like some kind of golden, cone shaped shield.

I flashed a grin, proud of my new improvements. “Never mind that, how do your brain and pussy feel? I fucked around in you a bit so just in case you should run some self-diagnostics.”(Doctor Joe) In tandem with my sentence, her eyes widened a bit with each piece of information given.

“I knew I felt a little strange…”(Quiet Lady) Her words were barely audible to the ordinary person, needless to say I heard it in exquisite and sexy whispered detail. As my lust soared, the look in her eyes grew vacant.

“Oi Elise!”(Yours Truly) She didn’t answer, the look in her eyes was truly creeping me out. “Elise cut that shit out!!”

“Calm your incredibly firm tits, you said to run self-diagnostics didn’t you?”(Who is this chick?) Her unexpected recovery and words caused a chuckle to escape my lips.

“I was mostly joking, I didn’t expect you to actually know how to do it…” That must be how I look in my meditative state.

“All that I can tell about my… pussy, is that it doesn’t hurt as much and isn’t torn up. My brain on the other hand feels like it got overclocked or something!”(Excited Elise) That pause was so cute!

Disregarding whatever she just said, I started a new phase of testing my power. I had never tried teleporting something large with me like a person, though clothes and the like didn’t seem to be a problem. I figure it all has to do with imagination, and as long as I picture the two of us instead of just myself she’ll be able to tag along. Casually, I put my arm behind her head across her shoulders, positioning the two of us side by side.

“Okay, clench your cheeks! Shit’s about to get real!”(Poor choice of words) Her look of resignation said, ‘Nothing will surprise me at this point’.

Begging to differ, I decided to kick it up another notch. Originally I had just planned on teleporting to the roof and flying away, but with that kind of challenging gaze there’s no way I’d do something so lame after saying what I did.

“AHHHHH!!!”(Gotcha bitch!/Elise) She tried to stumble forward to her death so I tightened my grip on her far shoulder and used my left wing to act as her personal guard rail. We were 270ish meters off the ground standing on a metal grate type thing near the top of the Eiffel tower, spooking a few birds into flight with our appearance. An antenna array was spread out behind us, poking into the brightly illuminated night sky. Spread out in front of us was the city of Paris, emanating a beautiful glow of activity despite the hour. My internal clock had adjusted time zones, skipping 9 hours ahead to 1:21am.

This is something I had prepared for in advance when I had been on the internet earlier today. I googled a bunch of famous tourist locations and a few other places I’d like to visit, memorizing ideal warp spots. I picked places that would bring the best combination of practicality and a showy appearance, hence this little platform I brought Elise to just now.

Getting over her initial shock rather quickly and giving my wings a double take, she inhaled sharply as she was stunned once more by the beautiful view. She had been so focused on how far away the ground was and myself that her gaze hadn’t yet swept over the city. There was a couple other places I was thinking of going, but the timing was good as it was the middle of the night here and it was also renowned as a couple’s destination. I also had the impression Elise was not well traveled, and figured she has probably never been to France before. Naturally, the Eiffel tower was the way to go.

I held Elise from behind with my arms and wings as she stood in stunned silence. “It’s beautiful…” An awed whisper escapes her, and I suppose it’s to be expected. Don’t say it, don’t say it, don’t say it.

“Not as beautiful as you.”(…) SHIIIITTTTT. The cheesiest and oldest line in existence comes out of my mouth and regrets its lack of ability to force its way back in. Elise starts giggling and blood rushes to her face, and not out of shyness. It worked?! Moreover, ‘THAT’ look again?! Lustful gaze special Paris edition was almost too much to handle.

We had shit to do, so to get her to stop seducing me I put up a wind barrier and prepared for takeoff. It was more for Elise than myself at this point, as I had the feeling that I could handle the pressure now. My muscles in my legs tensed, my wings extended and angled themselves. Jumping and pushing my wings down with all my might, we launched into the night sky with twice the force as the time I killed all those people. Whoops…

*KEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRSHHHHHHHUUUUUUNNNNNN* Metal groaned violently as it contorted in ways it never knew it could. I severely overestimated the structure, as it was now steadily approaching the ground.

We were a few hundred meters away from the former tower, and Elise was giving me a stern look.

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