Harem In The Intergalactic Apocalypse

The flats became the hooker shoes, and Amy handed them over to Chelsea. She took them with a sparkling smile and went over to a wall, setting them down.

I tried not to laugh as Chelsea put the first one on, looking like she was stepping up to a bench. Then she lined the other one up, bracing herself on the wall and then using the other shoes to step up.

"See?" Chelsea said as she walked over to me as fluidly as she had without the shoes.

She walked over to me, the top of her head at my eye level now, and put the finger on my chest seductively with a cute smile. Funny as the shoes might be, this brought her closer to my height, a bit taller than Sofia, making her easy to bed over if we ever got that far.

"Now I am a lot closer to your height!" Chelsea said, leaning into me.

She came close to my face but then realized what she was about to do, it seemed, and backed off, blushing slightly. That little exchange was progress, but I wasn't going to push her; Chelsea could come to me on her own.

"So, these shoes are made especially for you," Amy said, breaking the silence that had fallen, and Chelsea looked over at her.

"Oh? What do they do?" Chelsea asked curiously.

"Since you are worried about your lightning discharging, these shoes will act like batteries. All the extra electricity will be stored in them, and then you can use them by kicking things. I am sorry I couldn't give you more control, but they will grow with you like your dress," Amy explained, and Chelsea ran over and hugged her.

"This is more than a dream come true! You fixed the thing that I was worried the most about! And now I will be the prettiest Godzilla on the block!" Chelsea squealed as she jumped up and down, nearly knocking them both over.

"That is pretty impressive! I never could imagine that your clothing would have so many cool abilities!" I laughed, and Amy turned to me with a nod.

"Yes, I have been quite surprised with some of the things I have produced! I also have a new design you can use to make the clothes you wear," Amy explained, and my eyes lit up.

"Oh?! Tell me more!" I exclaimed, and Amy nodded with a smile.

"Since you can grow roots out of your body, I wanted to make something for you that would grow with you, like Chelsea's clothes. I also know that you have trouble with fire and sharp things, so I took all that into consideration," Amy said, then walked over to me, placing her hand on my chest.

My clothing rippled and became heavier, but I didn't notice much difference immediately. I let roots grow from my back, but I blinked when they circled around me.

"Your clothing will now grow with you, giving you a second layer of protection. The material is cut and flame resistant like kevlar, but it will not make you bulletproof. I didn't think that was as much of a problem since you have done away with all guns. If you do run into someone with a gun, you can make the threading closer and more dense to disperse and absorb the impact better," Amy explained; I nodded, making a surprised face.

"I never knew that you knew so much about weapons and things like that!" I said, and Amy blushed.

"The one and the only thing my father talked about was weapons. Everything was how to use them or protect against them. The rest of the time, he talked about drugs and his gang," Amy said, crossing her arms, and I pulled her into a hug, kissing her cheek.

"Now things are different for you, and you can do whatever you want. Nothing is holding you back now," I said and then closed my eyes as I held Amy.

I asked Mr tree to start making the changes to the place, adding about three more floors and numerous other things. Most of them were to help store clothes, shoes, and other accessories Amy would make and the ones she had already done.

I opened my eyes, and the room was already starting to change.

"Let's get out of here and let Mr. Tree do his thing. The room will be ready in about an hour, then you can come back. I am sure Mr. Tree will come and let you know when everything is ready," I explained, waving for the girls and Kitsune, who was lying in a pile of clothes, to follow.

Once we were outside my old room, I stopped and turned back to the girls.

"That was a lot of fun, but I will come back later to get our new room ready," I said to Amy, then turned to Chelsea. "Before bed, I will take you out to test your new clothes, and we can talk more about the gaming arene's that are being set up."

"That sounds like a date! I mean, well, you know what I mean! Come on, Kitsune, let's start planning how we will destroy him!" Chelsea told me, fumbling her words, looking so damn cute in her dress and hooker shoes as she strutted off with the large red fox at her side.

"I can't wait for you to come back! Do you think that you might be able to sleep at home tonight?" Amy asked, and I smiled at her with a nod.

"There is no way I could say no to that pretty face!" I laughed, and Amy blushed, looking away from me.

"I, umm, made some outfits that you might like, umm, if you wanted me to show you later?" Amy asked, and my eyebrows raised up into my hairline.

"I will be there, even if I have to fight every Villain to get to you! I shall see everything that you have made. Everything," I said, giving her a serious look that made Amy giggle.