Momseid's Christmas Special (Patreon)

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The entity called Momseid (the un-mother of worlds) had come to Earth seeking its destruction. Jason had left his house already late for a blind date. They had met somewhere in the middle. They had both been taken off-course when Jason stopped to compliment on the tall and Momseid had gotten lost after punching a kryptonian nuisance halfway into the earth's core. Jason nearly bumped into the massively curvy woman with the tight leather outfit and skin the same shade as the night sky when he found himself staring at the dark beauty. The flames she’d left in her wake had caught her glowing eyes just right. The destroyer of worlds had never experienced a genuine compliment before now, and it made her stop in mid-rampage just like he’d stopped on the way to his date. The superheroes she was battling had decided that they were hitting it off really well, so they felt too awkward to keep fighting the destructive goddess. That kind of counted as beating her, right? The two had started dating, and after one thing had lead to another, Momseid had moved in with Jason.

“I still get embarrassed when you tell that story,” Momseid grumbled as they got into the car. Her eyes glowed with the fires of a dozen burning planets. “Why did your parents have to ask about that?” It was bad enough that she had to wear Earth commoner clothes to the family gathering. It wasn’t the first impression she had intended, since hers were usually made through bloodshed on the blasted out remains of a conquered planet. A tasteful blouse and skirt (both of which failed to fully contain the grim bounty of Momseid’s figure!) were not the kind of battle armor she was used to. 

“They’re just curious,” he said as he buckled up and put the leftovers into the back seat. “They like you, that’s all.”

“It makes me sound like I’m weak.”

“It’s a cute story. That reminds me. Thanks for not destroying my folks with your dark omnipotence.”

Momseid gave a dismissive snort and looked out the window. She spared another awkward smile and waved a world-crushing hand back at the “in-laws” that had seen them out. “This Earth festival makes me uncomfortable. Winter is as the blotting of the sun, not a celebration of life. It is the OPPOSITE of that! And all that ham is going right to my hips… you have no idea how long it takes me to digest matter. I didn’t get this figure from burning it off instantaneously.”

“First off, it’s called Christmas. And that’s kind of the point. It’s about getting together and sharing what you’ve got, both food and joy, even if it’s shitty and icy out. I mean, depending who you ask.” Jason started up the car and drove down the road before his dark deity of a girlfriend spoke up again.

“Are you too tired to drive? I could warp reality to manifest us back home.”

“I’m good, thanks.” Momseid nodded and leaned back into her seat. That was one more cute thing about her: being ageless and more powerful than time itself, she was especially patient with him. “So did you think about what I asked?”

“I have.” Momseid shifted her wide hips in her seat. Her black-blue skin made it almost impossible to hide her blush, so she made her eyes glow brighter in a vain attempt.

“Soooo? What did you want for Christmas?”

Momseid fidgeted in the seat some more. It was cute watching her squirm for a woman who could snap kryptonians in half. She clenched her fist hard enough that there were sharp popping noises where she crushed atoms between her fingers. “I would like chocolate.”

“Really?” 

“Don’t say it like that!” She would never harm a hair on her love (apart from some firm spanking and hairpulling). He was the one mortal that truly meant anything to her, but her overly defensive response still sparked a flash of red light from her eyes and the air around her to darken before she calmed down. 

“I’m not judging,” Jason laughed. “I just thought you can create all matter at will.”

“I can. I’m just better at destroying it,” Momseid confessed as she folded her arms under her breasts in a huff. “But my work is on the scale of atoms. I can never get the flavor right. It tastes too chalky when I summon it.”

“I’ll see what I can do.” Jason smiled as he took her large hand in his, resting it between their seats. “I could use some more sweatshirts… all of mine are worn out. And a new headset for the computer. I’d be good with whatever, though, if you wanted to surprise me with something.”

Momseid scoffed softly, lifting and kissing his hand. “You mortals are so easy to surprise, and yet you treasure it so.”

“But,” Jason added sternly. “You can’t just create it out of thin air. If you get something for me, try to make it by hand or get it at the store. With real money. No crimes or evil or whatever.”

Momseid started to object before just fumbling with her words. “This wasn’t part of the deal!” she fumed, biting her lip. “Those places are insufferable. They’re full of those insignificant wastes of biomass that jabber on so…”

“You don’t have to!” Jason laughed as she squeezed his hand. “It would just  be nice. Really, I just want you to get in the spirit. As much as you hate to admit to, you like to have fun. You should just accept it rather than keep up the kill all humans persona.”

“It took me millenia to earn that reputation,” she muttered, but she knew he was right. She loved the time they spent together. As far as she was concerned, it made the other humans sufferable, but none ever came close to comparing to Jason. She was slow to admit it, but ever since that first night together where they broke his bed, he had her mighty black heart in the palm of his hand.

“I will see what can be done. You shall have your precious Christmas cheer.”

“That’s my big brave conqueror,” Jason praised. It made her dark-colored cheeks glow with more red as she squeezed his hand. She instinctively tore open space and time to teleport them home, already outside of the car door. She reached through the window and lifted Jason out through it, cradling him in her arms. “I guess I kind of asked for that one,” Jason admitted more sheepishly.

“You did. And when you speak to the void, Momseid answers...” She squeezed his ass and kissed him as she kicked open the door and carried him to their bedroom.

People stepped aside as the ominous figure marched before them with grim purpose. The eight foot tall supervillain dismissed them with her usual ease before she approached the front desk of the store. There was a sudden shift in the air as she came to a stop and casually waited the few nanoseconds for the figure to arrive in front of her. 

“Whoaaa, easy there. What do you think you’re up to?” the man in the red suit asked.

“Ah. Mr. The Flash,” Momseid noted with a callous lack of surprise. “Are your pathetic defenders really so incompetent that it took you this long to blow your whistles on me?”

“I’m not fooling around, Seeds. What’s in the bag, and what are you doing here? There’s a lot of civilians you can put at risk.”

Momseid laughed once, but loudly. “Oh, precious. So your little League has me on parole, then? I can’t tell if it’s funnier that they thought they could follow my movements or that they actually thought you would buy them time to stop me.” She thrust out an arm towards him with the plastic bag in hand. “I have already purchased the headset and the latest of the video games your laughable technology has created from your gaming store. I needed to discover where this merchant keeps her human male attire.”

The Flash furrowed his brow. “Wait. You’re shopping?”

“I was trying to before the messenger boy to the already pathetic heroes arrived. There are a mere 39.41667 shopping hours left until it is formally Christmas morning, and I am ambivalent about wrapping them with my powers lest my lover be disappointed.”

“And the… uh…?” Flash gestured at her clothes. The obsidian tower of a woman was wearing a santa hat and a skimpy red dress with fluffy white trim and kneehigh boots. 

“This is the apparel of the season!” Momseid barked at him, her chubby but powerful arms tensing with world-ending might. “I have taken the spirit of Christmas hostage, much as your Grinch folk hero so that I might obtain an ounce of its cheer to share with my beloved!”

“Huh. Then you wouldn’t mind if I followed you to make sure you didn’t start any trouble?”

The dark aura still lingered, but she grit her teeth. No villainy. No robbery. No pillaging. She’d promised. “I would mind it terribly. But since I imagine deflection would only make it more of a bother…” She shoved her bags into The Flash’s hands. “Then here. At least pretend that you’re useful for something, messenger boy.”

Momseid had curled up with Jason on Christmas Eve night, but had slipped out in the early morning. She had no need for sleep but couldn’t help herself when he was wrapped up between her arms and breasts. By the time he woke up, Momseid was sitting on the couch in her skimpy Santa outfit. She had kept her omniscience from letting her peek at her presents until she simply vaporized the wrapping paper with her mind. Some lingerie, some Justice League toys (“for smashing” was written on the box), and a few giant bags and boxes of chocolate. She immediately shoved a handful of M&Ms into her mouth, crunching them down while she picked  the pieces that had fallen into her dark canyon of cleavage.

Jason was smiling before he even got his hands on her presents. They were clearly wrapped by hand, given the awkward amounts of tape and uneven wrapping paper that showed more effort than skill. Jason loved the gifts as well, Momseid treasuring his pleased smiles and the appreciative arm around her thick waist the whole time. 

“You did great, sweetheart,” Jason praised, kissing her cheek that was always slightly too warm to the touch. “I’m really proud of you.”

“You did exactly as I commanded as well.” She pulled Jason into her lap, giving him a firmer kiss on the lips. “Now, I order you to not be mad…”

“Seidy…” Jason said sternly. “What did you do?”

The dark goddess cringed. “Nobody was hurt. I just created something in our bedroom. Another present, even if you didn’t want me using my powers. That's all!”

Jason eased up on the glaring. Considering she hadn't appeared on the news, she hadn't done anything out of line. Her constant urge to please her mortal love was still mind boggling to Jason sometimes. He tried to read her glowing gaze, but her stoney face showed nothing but a hint of knowing smile. They started towards the bedroom and Jason opened it to find a second Momseid laying on the bed. She had a piece of ribbon tying her hands behind her back and her ankles to the bedposts, but otherwise she wore nothing else. Her thick thighs were spread wide and a candy cane was planted in her pussy. There was a gag in her mouth that forced her mouth to stay open while leaving space for any such insertions.

“You had said several weeks before that I was your greatest gift. I thought I would create you another such a gift.” She draped her arms over his shoulders, leaning her heavy breasts into his back. “And since you have a spare, don’t be afraid to get a little rough with this one.” 

Jason laughed at that, perking up on his tiptoes to kiss her on the lips. Whether or not she realized it, he couldn’t possibly have hurt her by “getting a little rough.” Not when his girlfriend was made of pre-time star matter or whatever. “I’m sure I can give her a run for her money,” he assured her. The second, gift-wrapped Momseid smiled back at him. “Does she… like, how does she work, exactly?”

“She is another piece of my existence. She is a shard of myself, as you would think of a hair clipping. A copy, if slightly inferior in every way, since even I cannot replicate my own perfection exactly.”

“This isn’t about having kids again, is it?” Jason teased. “But I mean, she thinks? She feels?”

“Do not bring your human morality into this. It is only a replica onto myself. An ornate doll for our amusement, to be put away and recalled at your whim.” She reached over and pinched her alternate self’s nipple, making the dark figure squeak and twitch through its gaping gag. 

“Alright… can you make one adjustment, though?”

“If that is your true Christmas wish, my love, it would be a pleasure.”

“Can you make it so that you feel everything she does?” Momseid paused, squeezing Jason a bit tighter.

“That… is doable… lover...” she mumbled. He could feel her pebble-like nipples poke into his back as they grew hard from the implications. 

“Great. Then how about we break this bad girl in?”

Jason went to work on his present. Momseid appeared to be content to stay back and watch him at first, like a mother letting her child play with his toy. He let his hands run over her curves, and while the bound replica squirmed and moaned, he could see his original fidgeting more quietly in the corner. Jason smiled as he pulled on one of his new toy’s nipples, stretching and jiggling one of her mammoth teats. “Wow, look at how big they are!” he gushed in exaggerated delight. “Did you make them even bigger on this one, because they’re gigantic!”

“No,” the original Momseid mumbled as she rubbed her chest for seemingly no reason at all. “Those are just my own…” She jumped and gasped when Jason slapped her clone’s other breast, sending it jiggling out of control. Momseid hugged her chest as if trying to stop the wobbling, but of course the transmitted sensation didn't stop. She visibly shuddered when Jason leaned in and helped himself to one of her breasts, squeezing it firmly and sucking on one of her nipples. She had to bite her lip just to sit still and watch, and Jason recognized the flickering in her burning eyes that showed she was getting riled up quickly.

She really started to squirm when he went down and toyed with the candy cane she'd left inside her giant voodoo doll of a doppelganger. He stirred it slowly inside the second Momseid as she twitched and writhed, unable (or more likely, not willing) to escape her bonds. Jason slid it out, finding it to be even longer and wetter than he'd expected. Both Momseids shivered and moaned as Jason took a lick, enjoying the familiar flavor of her juices. It always tasted strong and sweet with a hint of smoke. Like a sugary syrup with an pinch of ash. He held it out to the watching Momseid, who eyed the dripping-wet mint stick before she rolled out her pinkish-gray tongue and gave it a long if sheepish lick.

"You taste pretty good, right?" Jason teased. He popped the candy cane into his mouth while his hand went in between the clone's legs. He started to finger at the familiar space, the soft wet sounds mixing with their moans. The bound one let out loud, wordless grunts through her gag, drooling over herself without a hint of shame. The original Momseid clearly tried to contain herself, but her thick thighs kept rubbing together. She was either trying to defend against the second-hand stimulation or enjoy it that much more.

"No need to get jealous. Come here, Seedy." Jason kept his hand inside the duplicate and waved Momseid over. She approached with some brief stumbles when he pressed more firmly on her clit. She finally leaned on the bed for balance, her red and white-clad breasts hanging low. Jason reached beneath her belly and started to grope around her privates, pleased with the results when she shook violently and howled with pleasure. She was cute when she was so submissive, and she clearly enjoyed the idea of putting aside her all powerful nature for such fun and games. With her suddenly feeling his fingering from two different sources in the same spot, it was only her advanced mind that kept her from going mad or cumming on the spot.

"I thought you might like that," Jason chuckled, kissing her on the lips. Momseid moaned and kissed him back, but she was clearly distracted and drooled on over duplicate as she did. Even she was getting overwhelmed by all the sensations.

"I hope your Christmas is merry enough," she managed to mumble when he finally eased up on the fingering enough for her to think straight.

"Very merry, my sexy un-milf." Jason smiled as he kissed her and squeezed one of her dangling, heavy breasts. "Now climb on. I always wanted some way to double-team you, and now you can take the mouth while I get the bottom."

The blush spread over her cheeks like charcoal catching fire as she nodded. "As you wish, my precious mortal gem." It was something else to watch his girlfriend bound up to the bed while she sat her big blue-gray ass on her own face.