Now… the Caribbean

As we exit the pool, I wave my hand, and our bodies are instantly dry, the cool remnants of the water vanishing from our skin. Kate runs a hand through her hair, surprised to find it dry as well. She looks at me, her eyes wide with awe and desire. I smile, knowing that my powers continue to impress her, and I am equally amazed by the women who crave me, who beg for my cock, my my cum. They want it all—down their throats, up their cunts. The thought sends a thrill through me.

Behind Kate, I see the bikini set of photos join the others in the folder, which closes with a soft click. With a slight flex of my brow, I warp the space around us. The cityscape sinks, taking the buildings, the moon, the clouds, and the stars with it. The water in the pool drains, the pool folding into itself, and the lounge chair fades into nothingness. The final photo set, featuring Kate in a sheer bra and panty set with a garter and stockings, floats into my hand. "Two down. One to go," I say, my voice filled with anticipation.

As the remnants of the rooftop oasis disappear, we are left standing in the void that welcomes me as I enter my domain, our nude bodies on display. The box holding Kate's prototype, the folder with our precious photos, my digital camera, and the silver garment rack holding our discarded clothes float around us. Kate takes in the void, her eyes filled with awe. Then her gaze locks onto my cock, strong and ready. "You're... amazing," she finishes, her voice a sultry purr.

I take another look at the photos, my mind already planning the final shoot. With my will, I dress Kate, she feels the silk stockings wrap around her feet and legs, the high heels forming around her feet, arching them perfectly. An intricate garter snaps into place above her waist, connecting to the stockings. Her bra and panties materialize, the fabric smooth and hugging her body tightly, enhancing her cleavage and framing her exposed clit in a crotchless panty, an explicit invitation.

A robe appears and wraps around my body as an ocean materializes behind me, and sand forms beneath our feet. Palm trees and lush foliage grow around us, and the sun rises high in a beautiful blue sky with thick white clouds. I can feel the breeze, smell the scents of the Caribbean island. The camera floats into my hand and a small wicker table burst from the ground where the photos and Kate’s prototype rests upon. I am ready for the final photoshoot of our adventure, my cock throbbing with anticipation.