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Chapter 7 by Grugdug2122 Grugdug2122

What should she do now?

1 - Test Her Power's Limits

Rhea could deduce from everything that had happened so far that a person needed to see her to be effected by whatever magical aura she had now obtained.

However, did that mean if she sent a photo of herself to someone that they'd get the have the same reaction, or did they have to actually see her in person?

Knowing the answer to this question was important as she didn't want to haphazardly make anyone into weird worshippers of her without intending to.

She thus needed to test how far reaching her new power was. So, she needed someone to call or text with who she didn't really care about...

Thinking over everything that had happened so far, she smiled as she recalled a name to mind, and, thanks to her obsession with other girls back in highschool, she had their number.

Deciding to test the effectiveness of her ability over video calls first, she hit the call button. The name "Betty Clarkson" appearing on her screen below her live front facing camera.

The phone rang for a few seconds before it went through and she had a confused and tired Betty Clarkson appear on the bottom of the split screen.

And, just as had happened with the two men she'd encountered, the woman's eyes glazed over the second she fully saw Rhea, making Rhea smirk.

Betty Clarkson was infamous around town for her obsession with sleeping with men who were in relationships, and to say she was pretty unpopular would be to understate the case considerably.

And, considering she had also slept with her sister's ass, she decided to take some ****. Even if her crime was far less bad than the man himself's.

So before the other woman could even say the dreaded g word, Rhea began barking orders as she came up with an idea of how to avoid any more awkward interactions with her family.

"Betty, I want you to get in your car, drive to my house and pick me up. Is that understood?"

"Y-yes goddess." The blonde haired, blue eyed, bimbo replied with a sleepy voice.

With that, Rhea hung up the call. Happy that she now knew her power worked over video calls, and happy that she now had a way out of the house for a bit.

She then kept her eye on the front drive through her bedroom window, and when she saw Betty approaching, she did what she'd done so many times as a teen and climbed down the roof.

Once she had landed on her driveway, she bolted to Betty's car and got in and ordered, "Drive me to your place. Now."

The woman nodded and in a few seconds, Rhea was out of sight of her house and so she let out a sigh as she thought out what she'd do next.

What is Betty Clarkson's place like?

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