No! Friendship is overrated.

Jake considered his position. Eric was a friend and Janie was, Jake had to admit, a person. He felt a little closer to her after exploring her tendencies with his new powers.

But Jake had powers. It was hard to see people the same way. They didn't see him the same way as they used to. He controlled their attitudes now.

... Didn't he? Something bothered Jake about this, but he pushed it to the back of his mind.

"You two behave. I make the plans now, you can relax." Jake paused to consider the idea of making them feel relaxed. He liked the sound of that. "In fact, I bet my next suggestion is much more relaxing and uninteresting than it sounds. If I'm right, you two trust my judgement way more than your own from now on. If I'm wrong then you can go back to arguing shit against me."

"You used to be such an idiot, but I guess maybe you grew." Janie sighed. "Fine, what's next?"

"Things are getting messy," Jake said with a wicked grin, "We'll all feel better if we clean up, and we can start with our bodies. You two will shower--each other. And then me."

Janie and Eric frowned at Jake, but their reaction wasn't as strong as it should have been.

Eric wasn't required to act supportive, so he commented first. "That is absolutely disgusting. I don't see any way for that to be relaxing or uninteresting. You've got to be as tired of winning as we are of losing. This is a dead end."

"Well actually," Janie said in a supporting tone, "I see his angle. My first thought was I'd rather kill myself than wash your balls, but I guess that's what he's trying to prove. It's not sexual at all. We hate each other. It will be boring."

Jake's heart pumped harder as he listened to them justify his insane bet. They were too calm and he knew this was his doing. The power was intoxicating.

Janie seemed to notice the tension. "Jake, though? I can see that tent in your pants sticking out, you're getting off on this. Uninteresting? Really? Are you sure you're taking this bet?"

"Too late to back out," said Eric. It was out of character, he should have been **** to back out.

"No, it's not," said Jake, although he wasn't sure. "I stand by my bet. You have lost dumb gross bets but they don't mean anything. They were for shock value, not sex. You'll see."

"How do we even follow up your fucking perverted gross-ass three-way shower?" Eric's words were angry, but his voice was calm.

"Like I said, we clean and relax. You can clean up the cum I've left around the house, and Janie can clean up yours. Then I'll decide how to dress you two before we go out."