Ariana Grande

John used his new powers to track down Ariana Grande, the spritish little minx. He found her shopping in Beverly Hills.

He brushed past the employees and security, who let him pass and walked up to Ariana. "Excuse me, Miss Grande?"

Ariana turned to John and rolled her eyes. "Please, just let me shop in peace. Please just go away."

John grinned. "Look at me."

Ariana sighed and looked at John. "What?"

"You...need...me...to...fuck you...right now," John said deliberately.

Ariana's demeanor changed. She swallowed hard, and her chest started to heave. "Um, yes, I need you to fuck me," she said in a hurried whisper.

"But you were rude to me, so no deal." John turned to walk off.

Ariana grabbed John's wrist. "Please, I need you to fuck me right now!"

John smiled. "What's it worth to you?"

"What do you want?" asked Ariana.

"I want you to prove you need me to fuck you," said John, crossing his arms.

"How?"

John arched an eyebrow.