Goddess Graffiti

Commissioned by danio13. Thanks to Akane and OmniScribbler for beta reading. 

This is actually a Super Goddess vignette, though this particular Super Goddess, a time-displaced cavewoman named Indah, isn't part of the prime SG-verse--akin to other W-canon stories like Akane's The Super Goddess and Super Witches.

If you're not already familar with the series and this caption intrigued you, consider checking out more of the series at its hub.

The background I used is "Brown Brick Wall", a stock photo on Pexels taken by ShonEjai. The picture of Indah is by Kurolatte on Artists&Clients.

All persons depicted are fictitious, not owned by me (Indah is an original character owned by danio13; the Super Goddess series is owned by Akane), and above the age of 18.

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TRANSCRIPT:
At 1 AM, the local bar closed. You had 15 minutes to finish your drink before being kicked out. Come 1:14, you were the only person left, besides the bartender. He was a bit impatient but didn't give you a hard time. You paid your tab and headed out.
You had a bit of a buzz, but not enough to make walking home an issue. You turned right and headed down the alley.
Along the way, you notice some new graffiti on the brick wall of the adjacent building: a strikingly beautiful woman clad in a cheetah skin bra and skirt of sorts--a stylized cavewoman, evidentially. She was lying down, pleasantly asleep.
You pause to admire the artwork. It wasn't there when you arrived four hours ago. Could something so immaculately detailed be spray painted so quickly? You really weren't sure--you never attempted this kind of art before.
It almost looks like she's... breathing? No, that's impossible. You're probably just more drunk than you think.
...although, the idea does intrigue you. You steady yourself on the opposite wall, though you're still not sure if the art is genuinely moving or if you're just drunk.
Much to your shock, the drawn woman's eyes open--slowly, lazily, as if she was just waking up. Sure enough, she yawned and stood up, noticing you staring agape at her. You took a moment to furiously rub your eyes, insistent you were hallucinating somehow.
After several seconds of that, you looked back at the wall, only to find the wall art was still staring at you. She closed her eyes and smiled, tilting her head a bit.
You manage to utter, "A-am I awake?"
She nodded.
"Uh... aren't you... well... aren't you graffiti?"
She shrugged.
"I-I don't understand. How is this happening?"
She giggled--or at least it looked like she did.
A mass of spray paint on a wall has no real depth, only the illusion of it. By all rights, it should have been impossible for her to step towards you, through the brick wall and into the alley with you. It should have been impossible, anyway.
As it turned out, the profound realism of the graffiti was possible since it was actually a three-dimensional person somehow able to hop between reality and a two-dimensional existence as paint on a whim.
She stepped down to the concrete ground and approached you. Her beauty was downright unreal, leaving you paralyzed in awe.
"Hello," she said.
"H-how did you step out of the wall like that?"
"Simple," she said with a shrug, "I'm a goddess. I can do anything. The wall looked cozy, so I took a nap there. I don't need to sleep, but it's relaxing to do so anyway."
An omnipotent cavewoman goddess, sleeping in an alley wall. The idea was insane... though you had to admit it was interesting.
"I... I still think it's more likely that you're a hallucination or a dream or something."
"Alright then." She paused to think for a brief moment. "I can tell you're aroused by me. What if I told you that I could make you cum with a kiss?"
"I don't believe you, but feel free to try."
The goddess brought her hands behind your head to bring you in close. As her lips met yours, a sensation beyond anything you could have imagined roared through your entire body. To call it merely orgasmic would be an enormous understatement.
You and she parted after what felt like eons of perpetual bliss, though in reality only a handful of seconds had passed. Profound bliss became profound satisfaction. Your buzz was gone too. You were simply at a loss for words.
"...Wow."
"I get that a lot. Believe me now?"
"Absolutely. No amount of self-deluding could ever convince me you're not a goddess after that."
"Glad to hear it! Now... how would you like to spend the night with me?"
"What, in your wall?"
"It's comfier than you'd expect, actually. I can guarantee you won't regret it, especially since I know you have a thing for older women...."
Older women? She doesn't look to be any older than I am. Maybe this is a role-playing thing...?
Her smile was undecipherable.
"I just might take you up on your offer," you replied carefully, "though I'd prefer to know your name first."
"Indah, but you can call me mommy for tonight~"