Just as I'd hoped

Melissa paused, frozen for several seconds as her mind processed my commands. Her large eyes were an alluring shade of dark magenta that made me think of wine, and I allowed myself a smile as I watched the pupil of her eyes transform into a complex arcane pattern in a roughly circular shape.

She closed her mouth into a small, knowing smile, believing wholeheartedly that she was about to use me to her own advantage.

"Well well," she purred, "it seems our mutual friend has granted you power, but given little guidance on how to use it."

She strolled casually toward me, her calf-height leather boots clicking lightly on the worn wood floor. "I could...help with that," she offered, trying to reel me in, "perhaps 'show you the ropes', as they say."

"That sounds like a great idea," I nodded, taking the moment to apply several boons to myself - Immortality, Normalize, Tireless Servant - and reaching out to stroke her bare side as she passed me to idly examine the contents of a bookshelf.

She took no offense, even turning slightly to allow me better access, interpreting everything I did as perfectly normal and acceptable.

"How about we begin with a new wardrobe?" I said, gesturing at my naked self.

Melissa raised that eyebrow again, looking me over as if seeing me for the first time. "Excellent choice," she nodded, gesturing almost dismissively with one sleek hand clad in black satin gloves that reached halfway up her bicep. "One mustn't be under-dressed for their own conquest."

With a quiet whisper of wind, I found myself dressed in a high-quality formal suit. It was well-tailored, fitting me perfectly but allowing me a great range of movement. The shirt, slacks, vest, and tie were all made of cool, comfortable fabrics in shades of deep blue that accented my skin well. The shoes were dark leather, comfortable, and probably cost more on their own than I'd made in a year.

"This," Melissa asked skeptically as she tilted her head to examine me, "is what individuals of power wear in your world?" She touched one dainty finger to her lips, looking over my clothes as if unsure quite how the spell had gone wrong.

"It's one of the more common options in this country," I chuckled, examining the silver cufflinks. "I always felt something like this would be impractical, but I think I can appreciate the appeal now."