He makes a new life for himself

Deciding he'd had enough of inconsequential rural life John snapped his fingers and in a flash, his room changed entirely.
The fairly modest (if messy) bedroom he'd grown up in morphed, growing larger and larger as the furnishings grew more elaborate.

It worked. It actually worked.
Thrilled with the new turn in life, John walked out towards his new balcony. Warm salty air met him and a view that anyone would kill for.

Still, it was incomplete.

Walking back inside he started to craft a shape in his mind, working one increment at a time from the head on down until the image finally completed in his mind and he snapped.

A being started to coalesce in the space before him, tall and lithe with large pleasing curves in the middle and higher up. Raven dark locks obscured blinking eyes as the woman standing before him finally came into her own being. Her eyes locked onto John, thoughts finally swirling from the nothingness. A smirk, sensual and perverse, lit her lips.

"Oh, I'm going to looove you" she purred.

Her eyes wandered up and down his body and despite John's rather unassuming appearance, she bit her lip, a warmth blossoming on her cheeks. In two steps that John didnt see coming she was already on him, her hand snaking into his jeans as she kissed him deeply.

"I'm **** for your cock babe. Is that what you want to hear me say? You wanted a **** slut eager for anything perverted and here I am. It makes me soooo wet just thinking how twisted it is that I even exist. That I'm just your plaything and how much I want to be that..."

She went on, whispering in his ear, her breath hot and hand working quickly, tugging on his dick with fervor. It didn't take long as she continued to speak exactly to his kinks, ingrained into her through his magic. She looked down, eyes sparkling with hunger as several long spurts of jizz shot from the member she continued wetly stroking.

She dragged him to the bed, bending over as she climbed up, presenting her wide, round ass for his examination.

Her pussy squirted audibly, the pronounced mound supernaturally plumped out through his magic.

"Put it in babe. I've wanted to feel that beast inside of me since.... well since forever I guess." she said with smirk.

Her eyes lit up as John's cock was placed atop her comparatively massive cheeks, her world absorbed in the object of her obsession.

When he finally put his cock inside her she mewled loudly, her face falling to the bed beneath her. Her pussy engulfed his dick with ease, capable of taking much more but so pliant it still squeezed every inch of him. She could tell it was him from the shape of every ridge and vein, she had been made to please him and no matter the form he took she would know this feeling.

This absolute bliss.

She wailed loudly as he started to move. Her eyes rolled back as she grabbed the pillow and his dick pressed in as deep as he could.

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Used to frequently imagine a scenario like this as a way to make myself fall asleep.