He had a little 'devil' on his shoulder.

As Norm arrived to work, Inara floated behind him on her lavender scented cloud while she looked around at Metropolis in the day time. Using only their thoughts, the Ifrit and her Master were able to talk to one another in a way that didn't make Norm out to be a crazy person. Inara watched the cars and trucks with an amused expression, "You humans are much more innovative than I used to give you credit for." Norm chuckled to himself and thought, "Well, once we (mostly) stopped killing each other over petty religious beliefs we decided to pull ourselves out of the dust and mud." Inara giggled at his rather astute observation, "Norm, we're going to get along swimmingly I think," she cleared her throat and asked, "So, where is this surprise you have for me? I promise I've been a (mostly) good girl and haven't read your mind."

Norm opened the door to precinct 1209 in Metropolis' busiest downtown area. Directly across the street was the 'Daily Planet', with its gigantic, gleaming, glittery, golden globe spinning atop a cream colored stone façade. Next door to the North was 'Sully's Pizzeria and Sandwich Shop', with the taller, more imposing LexCorp tower next door and to the South.

Proceeding into the locker room Inara was lost in the veritable buffet of flesh as Norm got ready himself. As she looked around at the different colored skin, and differently shaped bodies, she kept finding herself comparing them all to her new Master. His face was handsome, and while he did have a bit of a belly on him, his upper body was in good shape, and (after her experiences with him last night) she knew how strong those arms of his really were. She noticed a long, surgical scar on his back and decided to delve into his past to discover where the pinkish, pearly line came from. She held her fingers over her lips as she watched the memory which appeared before her. She became angry on his behalf, and his attitude regarding super heroes suddenly became clear as a bell.

Norm turned to see her face and frowned as he thought, _"You didn't read my mind about my surprise did you!?" Instantly her demeanor changed back to her Ifrit personality, "Norm...I'm appalled you thought I would do that to you!" He grinned and winked, "Your face was just weird for a second." The purple eyed mystical creature shook her head, "I just saw a rather unfortunately shaped penis on the other side of these lockers."_ Although they would likely come back to Inara's revelation later, it was time to head to the morning briefing.

As they entered the briefing room, Norm reached down into himself and found his brand new powers. It was like remembering how to ride a bike if you haven't ridden one lately. His eyes were closed as he absorbed the information needed to use his power when there was suddenly a commotion as a bright flash followed by a poof of smoke entered the room. Positioning himself in the middle of the room, his badge number clearly visible, and with a direct line of sight to the buxom brunette who had most recently magicked herself into the police station.

He reached out with his mind and connected his eyes to Zatanna's so she would have to meet his gaze eventually. When she did, Norm grinned in satisfaction, as he could feel her lust and arousal begin to rise in response to the unique pheromone he was producing just for her. When she called on him as the winner of this special prize, he could mentally tell it was the bright blue eyed heroine's desperate attempt to get him alone with her.

Inara was silent the whole time as she was lost in the incredible beauty of this most recent arrival. Norm had picked the perfect one to seduce first. She was gorgeous, busty, and so bright eyed, that with the right look she could pull anyone into her gaze. As she stared at the woman Norm had chosen, Inara grinned wickedly as she realized just before the teleportation, they were not going on patrol today.

When they rematerialized not only at her apartment in another dimension, but the bedroom of her interdimensional living space, Zatanna found herself unable to let go of Norm's hand. Not because of his new wish-granted abilities, but because she truly didn't want to let go. Looking up into the police officer's equally blue eyes, the weak-kneed magician ask, "Are you doing something to me Norm? Do you have some sort of control over me?"

The burly cop's chest heaved a bit as he chuckled deeply, "Do you want me to have control over you Miss Zatanna?" In the relatively small space that was her bedroom, Norm's Zatanna specific pheromones filled the space quickly and filled her senses. Inara sat back on her cloud as she watched the flush spread across the other female's breasts, then up to her cheeks. The magical hero allowed her hands to move up his muscular arms, "You can call me Z if you want. It's what my friends call me."

Norm's new abilities came with a bit of mental magic as he realized what she _really _wanted Norm to call her. He leaned down next to her ear and whispered with his deep voice, "What if I wanted to call you my Little Magic Slut?"

Wide-eyed, Zee looked up to him as she gasped and felt the arousal crinkle her nipples, which led to her belly twitching in anticipation, and finally pooled in her pussy, her suit the only thing keeping her wetness from dripping down her thigh, "B-but ho-how i-is thiss po-po-possible?" Again the burly officer grinned, leaning down to nibble her neck as he answered directly, "Oh, Z, I thought you believed in magic!"