A little recruitment drive...

The afternoon has turned into evening, and you were scrolling through your phone, looking at your contacts. Of course, your finger's are far too big for your old phone, so you are flexing your new powers, a little telekinesis.

The imp was fucking itself on your dick, its own tiny rod bouncing uselessly. It had its mouth stuffed with your old jockstrap, as while it's moans were entertaining, the whole neighbourhood could hear them.

You finally find who you are looking for, and smile in anticipation.