"With the PP of Penetration, I should be able to penetrate through everything!" Brandon's voice rang out with unwavering confidence, his belief in his unique Primordial Providence was resolute and unyielding.
In the realm of powerful beings adorned with Primordial Providences, such as Sin, Time, Space, Fire, and Water, Brandon found himself standing tall with his own exceptional gift. And he wouldn't hesitate to boast about its sheer potency.
While others might possess incredible powers, Brandon knew that his Primordial Providence of Penetration held a distinct and formidable allure. It granted him the ability to transcend boundaries, explore uncharted territories, and unlock the depths of pleasure that lay hidden within the fabric of existence.
In a universe where dragon girls soared through the skies and goddesses commanded awe and reverence, Brandon found solace in the power bestowed upon him by his unique Primordial Providence of Penetration. It was a gift that set him apart, granting him the ability to leave even the most formidable beings powerless under his touch.
With his PP, Brandon dared to challenge the boundaries of pleasure itself. In his confident declaration, he asserted that not even the alluring seductresses of myth and legend, be they goddesses or dragon girls, could resist succumbing to the rapturous ecstasy he had to offer. Their defenses would crumble, and their impassioned moans would mingle with the echoes of their desires.
Of course, aside from sexual usage, Brandon had already thought of numerous applications of his Primordial Providence of Penetration.
The true potential of Brandon's PP extended far beyond the realm of pleasure. It held within it the power to nullify defenses and inflict true damage upon his adversaries. It was a force that would shatter the barriers protecting his enemies and expose their vulnerabilities.
But Brandon knew he shouldn't let his imagination run wild. Amelia's words resonated within him, reminding him that his PP had yet to awaken fully. For now, he remained akin to a weak mortal, vulnerable and defenseless. However, a fire burned within him, fueled by his desire for revenge against a woman who had wronged him.
In his quest for revenge, Brandon knew that he must first become a formidable force, transcending the limitations of his current state. His PP held the promise of evolution, the potential to ascend to even greater heights. With each milestone reached, he could pierce through the PP of others, unraveling their defenses and claiming victory as his own.
But he also understood the importance of patience and discipline. Brandon couldn't afford to rush his journey, for true power came to those who were willing to persevere and master their abilities. He would train diligently, guided by the whispers of his Primordial Providence, until the day when his awakened PP would mark the beginning of his revenge.
With that motivation in mind, Brandon decided to inquire about the method of awakening his Primordial Providence from Amelia. "Amelia, how can I awaken my Primordial Providence?"
Sensing Brandon's desire to awaken his Primordial Providence, Amelia's actions spoke louder than words. She silently began to undress herself, a tantalizing display of her feminine allure. The room filled with an air of anticipation as her garments gracefully fell to the floor, revealing her flawless curves and bewitching nature.
Brandon's eyes widened in astonishment, captivated by the sight unfolding before him. Rather than shying away like an inexperienced youth, he found himself drawn to the provocative allure of Amelia's strip show. His gaze intensified, burning the image of her sensual display into his mind with unwavering intensity.
Amelia's every movement was a seductive ballet, a dance that stirred a primal longing within Brandon. He recognized the significance of this moment, realizing that it held the potential to unlock not only his Primordial Providence but also a deeper connection between them.
As the dress pooled at Amelia's feet, she stood before Brandon in all her glory, radiating confidence and desire. Her luscious curves and radiant beauty were a testament to the power she possessed, a power that now beckoned to be shared with Brandon.
The image of Amelia's dress sliding down her body, revealing her milky white skin, remained etched in Brandon's mind like a masterpiece. Her small, yet exquisitely shaped breasts stood proudly, their perfect curves drawing his gaze. He couldn't help but notice the tantalizing sight of her cherry-like nipples, perky and erect, seemingly begging for his touch.
But it was Amelia's hairless pussy that captivated Brandon's attention, inviting his thoughts to wander into the realm of seduction and desire. Its delicate folds, slick with anticipation, beckoned him closer, whispering promises of ecstasy and fulfillment.
Every detail was imprinted in Brandon's memory—the gentle slope of her hips, the soft arch of her back, and the way her body glistened with a subtle sheen of perspiration.
Her long, slender legs beckoned his touch, while her plump thighs promised an exquisite embrace. The intimate folds of her womanhood, glistening with desire, revealed a garden of pleasure that stirred a primal longing within him.
Brandon felt that something was rising and it definitely wasn't the shield hero!
"You should be grateful that this princess showed you her body! I have countless suitors yet none managed to make my heart skip a beat until I met you."
Amelia's words dripped with haughty arrogance, her voice laced with the power of seduction. Her naked form radiated confidence, a hypnotic display of curves and feminine allure. She stood before Brandon, unabashed and unashamed, making no effort to hide her most intimate treasures.
After all, she was the one who undressed herself. Why would she bother in doing that? Amelia had no qualms about Brandon's intense gaze roaming over her naked form with unabashed desire. In fact, she seemed to relish in the power she held over him, her body a potent weapon of seduction.
Her birthday suit was the only adornment she needed. Her hands trailed sensuously over her exposed flesh, caressing every curve and dip with unabashed desire. Her gaze, both smoldering and challenging, locked onto Brandon's, a subtle invitation for him to explore her carnal desires.
Amelia's eyes sparkled with a mixture of amusement and arousal, knowing the effect her beauty had on him. She welcomed his unabashed admiration, basking in the compliments that spilled from his lips.
"Of course, I am very grateful. I mean, who wouldn't be? Especially when it's a girl as exquisitely beautiful as you," Brandon responded, his voice laced with a hint of desire.
Amelia's confidence grew with every word he uttered, her allure intensifying as she reveled in his admiration.
Brandon's appreciation for Amelia's naked beauty stirred a primal desire within him. He understood the power of his words and the effect they could have on her. As he admired her exquisite form, he couldn't resist showering her with compliments, knowing the impact they would have on her heart and desires.
Amelia's confidence radiated from every pore as she basked in the knowledge of her affection for Brandon. She saw no reason to conceal her feelings when the attraction between them was undeniable. In her eyes, Brandon should count himself lucky to have captured the heart of a captivating and stunning woman like herself.
Amelia's brazen nature and her unwavering belief in her own allure added an intoxicating layer to their connection. She was unapologetic in her pursuit of pleasure, confident that Brandon was just as captivated by her as she was by him.
Brandon's heart raced with a mixture of excitement and anticipation as he gazed into Amelia's smoldering eyes. He was drawn to her magnetic confidence, unable to resist the allure of a woman who knew her worth and boldly claimed him as her own.
Amelia's confidence and arrogance grew with every passing moment, fueled by the knowledge that Brandon desired her. She relished in the power she held over him, reveling in the notion that he should be grateful for her affections. After all, she considered herself a beautiful girl worthy of admiration, and she expected Brandon to acknowledge her as such.
With a seductive smirk playing on her lips, Amelia boldly approached Brandon, her body adorned in nothing but her birthday dress. Her hips swayed enticingly with each step, inviting Brandon's gaze to linger on her enticing form.
Brandon was drawn to Amelia's confidence and arrogance, recognizing them as unique qualities that set her apart. He understood that her demeanor was likely shaped by her noble lineage, belonging to a world far removed from his own. But he wasn't deterred by her haughtiness; instead, he found it intriguing, an alluring contrast to his own laid-back nature.
As their eyes locked, a palpable tension filled the air, charged with the electricity of their mutual attraction. Brandon, now fully aware of Amelia's interest in him, couldn't help but be enticed by the prospect of exploring the forbidden realms of passion with a woman of such high stature.
Brandon, aware of Amelia's powerful identity as the Primordial of Spear, felt a surge of ambition coursing through his veins. He understood that to truly become her equal, he needed to unlock his own potential, to awaken his own PP and dominate her in the realm of passion. The thought of conquering her in bed, claiming her as his own, fueled his desires and ignited a flame of determination within him.
He envisioned the moment when he would claim the ownership of the Primordial Spear, symbolizing his dominion over her and their shared desires. A noble and proud girl like Amelia becoming submissive to him, Brandon couldn't help but look forward to it!
Amelia, once so confident and untouchable, would become his cherished possession, willingly surrendering herself to his every whim. Her proud facade would crumble as she discovered the intoxicating pleasure of submission, her fiery spirit bending to his will.