Give the goth girl even more power

Seeing Sonya standing over the teacher, holding him by the hair and snarling down at him playfully, you feel she looks good with power.

"Sonya," you say, approaching the pale girl, "how would you like to have more power? To be a real Goth Goddess?"

She smiles back at you delightedly. "That would be awesome! Yeah, do it!"

"Really? Are you willing to pay the price for the power I'm offering you?"

She giggles. "Dude, I'll totally suck your balls every night for a year for this."

That's a very appealing offer. Looking over her, you decide that a Goddess should be more imposing. You increase her height from her very average 5'4" to a lofty 6'3". She now towers over the old teacher kissing her feet. However, the double D breasts that looked impressive on her before don't seem terribly goddesslike now, so you increase them to GG-cups. You increase the capacity of her corset a little, but not quite enough, which forces her breasts to push out at the edges of the slightly too small garment.

"By the way," you tell her, "you now have complete control over your hair, makeup and clothes."

Sonya looks down at her fingernails and changes them from black to blood red. She smiles and makes her lipstick match.

"Hmm, you need more powers. Let me think. Other than me, you can make any man hard or take his erection away, as you please. And you can control women's arousal similarly. You can even make someone orgasm, and I mean a mind rending super-gasm, if you want."

Sonya points at one of the boys watching her transformation and he falls to his knees. He looks like he wants to scream, but he's smiling too hard to make any noise.

"This..." says Sonya breathlessly, "...this is like the coolest thing ever."

You wince at her tone. If she's going to be a Goth Goddess, she needs to talk like one. You adjust her personality to be much more grandiose and theatrical. You give her a huge boost of confidence, making her know for a fact that her looks and abilities make her superior to everyone else. You also deepen her voice an octave.

"More gothy powers would be good," you tell her. "From now on, the skies will turn overcast or worse when you're outside and any room you're in will dim a little." The lights flicker and darken. "Finally, anyone in your presence will find you at least a little disturbing and intimidating, yet enticing."

She looks around the dim room with a new haughtiness. The other detention students cringe, but can't look away. With her new deep, sultry voice she says, "Yes, this pleases me greatly."

She's perfect. You freeze her personality, making the goth lifestyle more than just a fad she'll give up in a few years. It's a permanent part of her, now. Of course, nobody likes an old goth with sagging tits, so you make her immortal and ever-young. She'll be like this forever.

Sonya looks at you with gratefulness and lust. She changes her tiny pleated skirt and corset into a full length, ruffled gown. It's blood red like her lips, with little black bows and a scooped neck that shows off her tremendous breasts. She makes her long black hair even longer and very curly with dark red ribbons throughout it. She bows deeply before you.

"I thank you for these gifts, my Lord. What do you ask of me in return?"