Good cop, bad cop

You feel a twinge of guilt for what you had just done, but then you think that you deserve to have this power, and for the first time in your life, you feel in charge and important. You walk out of the building. You decide to use your power but you'll give people a chance to have you better their lives or be a subject of your perverted experiments.

You spot a very pretty brunette on a bench. She is reading a text book. You sit on the bench next to hers. "Hey," you say.

She looks up and smiles. "Hello."

She is flashing a genuine smile at you. "That's a good start for you," you think. "So what are you studying?"

"Biology," she says. "Big test tomorrow." She sighs. "Need to ace this one. Only made a C plus on the last one."

"What's your major?"

"Pre-med."

She seems nice, but you continue to probe. "So, let me ask you a question. If a guy like me came up to your at a party and wanted to chat, what would you do?"

"Hmm, depends. What would you chat about?"

"I guess the music at the party or how you knew the host."

"I could chat about that." She smiles, but looks a bit uncomfortable now as if you are trying to hit on her, and she needs to study.

"So, would you rather be smarter than you are now and have a better memory for what you study or know in advance what's going to be on your test?"

"Well, smarter and better memory will last longer than one test, so obviously that."

"OK, good look on your test tomorrow."

"Thanks," said the girl.

You get up and walk off. You head down the sidewalk towards a coffee shop near campus. As you approach the street, you see two girls arguing on the sidewalk.

"We had just broke up!" says a brunette.

"Listen," said the blonde, "it was over! He was free and clear!"

"Friends don't date friends' exes even if they had broken up a year ago!" says the brunette.

"Get over it!" says the blonde. "You going to let some dude ruin our friendship?"

You approach them. You can't just start asking them questions like you did for the girl on the bench as these two are angry, so you decide a different tact. "Ladies, would you rather calmly and honestly answer my questions or kiss and make-up?"

The girls turn and glare at you. "Not kissing her!" says the blonde.

"Ditto!" says the brunette.

"OK, would either of you be interested in dating a guy like me?"

"No," says the brunette.

"Fuck no," says the blonde.

"Wrong answer," you think.

You decide to take advantage of the situation. You look at the brunette. "Would you rather your friend here have a huge ass and flat chest or huge chest and tiny ass?"

"Hmmph!" says the brunette. "She's being a major ass, so huge ass and flat chest."

As soon as she says it, the blonde gasps then shrieks. "What the fuck?!" Her ass expands, and her jeans rip, and her chest flattens. In under a minute, she goes from a 34-25-34 body to a 32-25-42 body, and her jeans had split down the seat and along the seams, but were still holding on. "What did you do?"

"Your friend did that," you say. "So would you want her be obsessed with tonguing out your asshole or tonguing out assholes in general?"

"My asshole," says the blonde.

The brunette stays frozen then swallows. "Oh my god, you bitch!" she mutters as she starts thinking about her friends asshole.

You turn back to the brunette. "Would you rather she only orgasm from anal sex or would you rather have her only orgasm if her ass was paddled good and hard during foreplay?" You wonder if your power would work this way.

"Anal" says the brunette.

Now the blonde gasps.