Make her the hottest woman in the world.

"Tell me to become the hottest woman in the world," she said.

"Uh, that's quite a favor," you said, "How would that even work? Besides, you're already a walking wet dream."

"Yeah but don't you agree I could be even hotter than I am now?" She asked.

"If it that would even work, why would I do something like that?" You asked.

"I don't know," Natasha said, "To explore the full limit of your powers. And if you had the opportunity to fuck the hottest woman in the world, why on Earth would you refuse?"

"So then what's in it for me besides some vague promise from a sex crazed nymphomaniac?" you asked.

"I have control of my faculties now," Natasha said, "I can't describe what fucking the hottest woman in the world will be like because I'm not her yet. But... what about your girlfriend, the Brit? Jessica told me she's trapped in the treehouse, right. If I became that hot, I could be a decoy for you by attracting all those hot sex-crazed sluts to me instead. Then you could make a run for it. It's only a suggestion," she said as she walked out of the room in a way that made her sexy ass sway and bounce for you to watch.

"So, hottest woman in the world?" You asked, "Is that how you want me to phrase it?"

Natasha pondered it for a moment then said, "Not quite. Tell me to become the most desirable woman alive. That should get all those psychotic sluts' attention."