Just Your Words (mind control)

Chapter 5

As I was plotting, Emily piped up from the couch.

"Shit, Jacob, sorry. My dad just texted me - I'll see you in school tomorrow?"

I seriously considered making her stay, making her - you gulp at the thought of your naked best friend - fuck you for real. After all, you could tell her to bend reality, or make a clone of herself, or whatever. Probably. But she had been at your apartment practically all weekend and you'd hate for her dad to worry, so you assented. She gave you an innocent, but topless, hug before changing and she left.

Now I was home alone with my powers, again. I could alter myself some more, but I was already pretty happy with my sex machine body. In fact, even after a full-on boob job I wasn't so much as fatigued - I could go again and again.

Eventually, I decided I needed to be a little more daring - I had the whole world's range, theoretically, and I was staying inside my apartment and jerking off to my friend. Not exactly the most efficient use of the Devil's infinite power.

I got dressed and picked up my phone, keys, and wallet. I wasn't entirely sure where I wanted to go, but I knew I needed to get out of the house. I took the elevator down (my apartment building was fairly tall) and greeted my landlord, Stella, in the lobby.

I always thought Stella was awfully young to manage an apartment complex - she was 25 or so, and I think she inherited it from her rich dad or something. I had never had full-on fantasies of her like I did with Emily, but I had to admit she was fairly hot. She was about as tall as I was, with crystal-clear skin and long blonde hair (although it was usually in a professional bun). Speaking of buns, though, her ass was gorgeous, straining her clothes and drawing attention from across the room. If I was going to test my power on the world, Stella was a good place to start.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Williams." I nearly laughed at her professional greeting. We looked like we could go to the same college.

"Afternoon, Stella. Er..." - my eyes darted around - "pick up that potted plant."

Suddenly, Stella turned and hoisted the potted plant in the corner, her skirt lifting tantalizingly as she squatted down. She picked it up with some effort.

"Sorry, Jaco- er, Mr. Williams. Just thought this one needed some watering. I'll do it myself, don't worry."

I grinned. My suggestion had definitely worked. I started to walk away, but Stella interrupted me.

"Sorry, I forgot - um, your rent was due yesterday. I'm gonna need for you to pay that off now - please."

I facepalmed. Of course I had forgotten rent - I was too busy with... everything else. Sure, I had the money for it, but I had some better ideas.

"About that... Stella, let me stay here for free. Actually, scratch that. Pay me to stay here, whatever you can afford without straining your budget too much."

Now it was Stella's turn to facepalm. I was doubly reminded of how close she was to me in age when she laughed. She pulled out her bloated wallet and flipped through the bills. She handed me a stack of 100-dollar bills.

"That's $5,000 - for our most valued customer! Have a good day, Jacob. I promise I'll remember next time."

I whistled in excitement - $5,000 was probably the most I had ever made in a day. Reencouraged by my powers working against all odds, I decided I'd have some sexual fun, too. 

"Thanks, Stella. When I get back, escort me up to my room personally - oh, and go commando under that skirt for the rest of the day."

She didn't seem to even register my commands, but she did head in the direction of the restroom, where I assumed she would make a small tweak to her outfit.