A horny, nerdy college student

Author's Note: Source of power inspired by Storier's...uh, fellow sub-branch of this branch, because I'm creatively bankrupt.

You are John Doe, a horny college student. You’ve always been a bit of a nerdy, awkward loser, so girls have never given you the time of day. But this morning, when collecting your mail, you noticed a black envelope with “From a Friend” written on the back in neat, white lettering. You were intrigued by the envelope, but partially suspected it was just some kind of creative advertising. The black envelope would get your attention, then inside would be some kind of “special discount” for something you didn’t really want.

But upon opening the envelope, you found two things inside. A black card and a black note. The card seemed to be made of metal, with the words “Right to Claim” etched into the front. Confused, you had turned to the note, which in white lettering seemed to explain what you had just received.

You, John Doe, are now the sole owner of the “Right to Claim” card. This card, which can be used by you and only you, gives you ownership over anything you verbally claim, be it physical or immaterial. You have the right to do whatever you please with anything you own, including yourself.

So, you thought, this isn't an advertisement, it's just a prank.

But you had to admit you were curious. After all, even if the chances that it wasn't a prank were miniscule, you didn't see any harm in at least making an attempt. So you stuffed the card and the note into your pocket, headed to a coffee shop that you frequent near your apartment, and ordered an espresso. When the cashier told you the price, you simply said, "I claim the espresso."

Well, actually it was more like, "I...uh...ahem. Ac-actually I would, um, I would like to, uh, cl-claim the, uh, espresso. I think?"

You fully expected the cashier to say something like, "Look, if you aren't gonna pay for the coffee, then make way for the paying customers." But instead, her eyes widened, and she became very apologetic.

"I'm so sorry, sir. I had no idea that espresso was yours. We'll get that whipped up immediately." Not only did they make you the coffee for free, they actually stopped making other people's orders to make sure you got your espresso first.

When you went up to collect it, the cashier said, "Again, sir, I sincerely apologize for trying to charge you for that. I don't know what I was thinking."

You took the coffee, walked to a booth, and sat down, stunned. You are still currently sitting there now while you think over the events of your morning.

It...it really works, you think to yourself. Not only were you able to claim ownership over something, you were able to claim ownership over something that hadn't even been made yet.

This is the kind of thing that happens in hentai, this doesn't happen to real people.

You take the card out of your pocket and stare at its words.

Right to Claim

The card feels heavier now than it did before. Its words now fill you with awe. This card has opened the door to a new, better life for you. All you have to do is claim it.