Finish with Jake, then on to the world.

At this point, you're pretty sure this is a dream, but you're oddly alert and vigilant. Jake is resting his head in his hands. You wonder what his girlfriend must think of his panty habit, so you wish to know.

It seems he does not have one, which you know isn't accurate. You wish to know why and you understand that Jake has done little more than kiss a girl because of his inclination to wear panties. The reality hits you: you've drastically changed his life, even cheated him out of love, and that ain't cool, even if this is a dream. You wish that he had the same girlfriend he had before.

Then you wish to know about their lives. His girlfriend constantly pokes fun at him but finds him so attractive, successful, and fun that she looks past it. His self-esteem is pretty low and this seems like an abusive relationship, which still ain't cool, so you wish she loved him deeply and even liked his fetish. Jake noticeably changes his posture. He seems happier and returns to his non-work, fairly confused as to what he was doing.

You can't help but smile when you wish to know about their life now. The only way a girl like his would accept his fetish is if she's the dominant one in the relationship. With just a few stray thoughts, you've made it so that reality only makes sense if she's the one doing the fucking. Jake gets pegged a few times a week and rarely will have the privilege of putting his penis in her, she derives her orgasms almost entirely from pegging him. It doesn't help that he has a small cock. You think this might be a bit much, but nah, to Hell with Jake and all the rest of your coworkers.

You look around and consider what to do. They're not worth your time. You messed with the receptionist and she's eyeing you. You just up and leave because it isn't like anyone will stop you or have a say in it.

Once outside, you decide to test your powers more. A blue postal box suddenly becomes red. An older man reading the newspaper stares at the postal box and can't believe it's changed color. Nor can he believe that his newspaper is upsidedown when he returns to it.

You enter a convenience store to get some vitamin water, which you intend on actually paying for. When you return to the front of the store to purchase it, you're waiting behind a young collegiate latina. She has long, black hair and a very nice butt tucked away in some yoga pants that clearly display her panty lines. You wish she were wearing a thong, so you could really appreciate it, and voila. She is. She juts her pelvis forward a bit and looks back at you to see if you've done something or would otherwise notice she's tending to her ass. You smile at her and she moves on to put her lunch down. She pays and leaves the store. Through the window you can see her eyes widen as she realizes her full-coverage undies have indeed become a thong.

The cashier stares at you expectantly. You pay, wondering if you should just wish for a million dollars already, and exit the store.