The following day Peter woke just as he had fallen asleep, worried and nauseous. in the back of his mind the thought of the naive omnipotent Cassy was bothering him constantly.
The thought persisted for the entire school day, Peter was keeping a prying eye out for Cassy, afraid she would jump him at any point, and he specifically avoided the toilets in case she came from nowhere and pulled him in. But Peter despite his worries, realised when the bell rang that he had gone about his normal school day 'normally'.
On his walk back home Peter realised that he was actually a bit let down, he didn't want to admit it to himself but memories of the previous night were swimming through his mind all day, whenever he pictured Cassie he couldn't help picturing her narrow waist, curvy posterior and her large, full breasts swinging in his face as she ground her wetness all over his cock.
"Gods!" he exclaimed noticing his somewhat larger member beginning to push against his trousers crotch. His new length was a blessing and a curse, it had brought him so much pleasure but at school, at school he found that some of his classmates were looking to his nethers more often. 'Maybe they were taking notice' he thought, 'or maybe I'm just paying it too much attention now that it's hard to ignore'.
Peter continued his stroll home, occasionally peeking behind him in case anyone (Cassie) was trailing behind, he pulled his sports bag from his back and used it to block anyone's view of his large member.
As he approached the back door of his quaint, cosy, family home he pondered why Cassie hadn't been at school after last night's situation, "that mad horny freshman has absolute power, of course she isn't gonna be at school, hell she's probably been spending her time partying in Vegas or something". He turned the key to the door and stepped in thinking, "I just hope she's left me out of it, I don't even want to remember she exists".
Peter clambered up his stairs and entered his room, it was a medium sized indigo painted room filled to the brim with sports paraphernalia and football awards, Peter slumped through the door and collapsed into his computer chair, his eyes perked open as he heard his name being called from downstairs.
"What is it? I've just got in!" he shouted downstairs.
"Don't forget to put a wash on for the tournament tomorrow!" it was his sister's voice, she must've been asked to remind him by his parents.
He relaxed back into his chair and replied "Yeah, yeah okay, I don't even need to, you know I'm not as dirty as mum and dad say I am".
"I dunno" he heard, darting his head behind him like a terrified rabbit.
"I think you can be plenty dirty if you try...” Peter's eyes widened to an unholy size, sat right on his bed was Cassie! She wasn't there when he entered but there was no denying there was practically a pornstar sat right in front of him.
Cassie had gone shopping, or not considering she had unlimited power at her disposal. Sat cross legged on his bed Peter saw Cassie's face atop a models body, she was wearing lacy, form-sitting, charcoal lingerie accentuating her larger F-cup breasts, laced patterns of vines led down her thin waist and covered about a third of her ass, forming a G-string at her lady parts. Apart from the lingerie, Cassie seemed to have thickly layered raspberry red lipstick over her lips, with which she puckered and sent a kiss Peters way.
Peter immediately looked away and jumped out of his chair in surprise, his manic, panicked thoughts were rushing through his mind; 'what's she wearing', 'why is she still interested in me!' and 'why does she have to look so good'.
Instead of speaking his mind he instead meekly stuttered out, "C-c-cassie, leave me alone, this is so w-wrong, you d-d-don't know what you're really doing". Her eyebrow perked up, and he desperately continued, "I saw the real you, this isn't you, I don't like not having any power, j-just pass the the device thing I gave you and I can help" He said reaching out to her.
Cassie put a finger on her pouty lips and faked thinking deeply,
"Mmmm.. nope!"
She pointed to Peter with one hand on her flared hip and confidently stated, "you gave me the device, now we're having lots of fun with it, I've always wanted to try so many different things so you're gonna help me!"
"Hmm, if you think this isn't any fun because you 'don't like having power' and because 'this isn't me...'" she playfully mocked and mimicked his voice, "then I'll just make some changeroonies" she said with a giggle, circling her finger in the air.
Cassie stood, her body leaving very little to the imagination and strutted over to Peter who had started to make for the door.
"Umm, stop right there", Cassie's voice was playful and light but to Peter he felt a great pressure weighing on his body to stop moving. He stood as still as a statue, her voice was that of an irrefutable command to him.
Cassie loomed behind him before seductively resting her heavy mammaries on his back, her arms pathed down his front before resting on his manhood which immediately reacted to her touch.
"Seeee... something knows how to have fun" she toyed with him, unable to move, she grabbed his crotch and squeezed her body into him squashing, and rubbing her breasts on his back.
"Right then, more fun incoming!" she joyfully exclaimed, bringing the dictaphone out from her cleavage.
"If your power problemos and silly thoughts of a past me are stopping us let's just... change.. a few... things..."
Cassie spoke clearly into the recording dictaphone,
"Umm, Peter doesn't remember ever giving me this gift, he doesn't remember any of the changes made by this loovely gift, he doesn't notice me making any changes unless I want him to".
A loud sparkling sound filled Peter's room, his eyes rolled back and his mind hazed over, his vision was blurry and as hard as he tried he couldn't even remember what had caused it. The first thing he heard was a sultry voice from behind him,
"Righto, let's try this again... Heeeeeey dirty boyy"
Peter turned his head and was greeted by one of the most pleasurable views he could have wished for, Cassie, the hottest freshman in the entire school was practically naked in his room! His abnormally large member grew harder and larger, he'd always been blessed with a large cock, was this why she was here. Peter blurted out in confusion "what the hell Cassie, what are you wearing, what happened?"
"Don't you worry about that" Cassie spoke, and Peter's mind was commanded, his worries about the situation and lack of memories were instantly lifted as his cock grew harder.
Imitating her favourite pornos, Cassie spoke low and slow, "You look like you're in a bit of pain there sexy, here let me help".
Before he realised, his trousers were down by his ankles and his hard 10" cock was painfully erected only a foot away from Cassie's famously pouty lips. Peter felt his pulse in his cock with anticipation of what was to come, he had heard many stories of the profaned 'sex goddess' Cassie. A friend had told him that she'd once made two of the schools' star basketball players blow their loads in only thirty seconds with her expert movements and seductive body. Another said their class trip to the beach had been cut short because Cassie was discovered fucking a lifeguard to within an inch of his life, apparently he came so much on her she was barely recognisable. Of course everyone remembered the schools' biggest scandal, once again Cassie was involved, so was the principal and a couple of male pornstars, all caught in the staff toilets together. The only reason the principle had given for his behaviour was that she was just too irresistible.
Before he could think anymore he felt a cold tongue lightly licking the end of his pulsating shaft.
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