Oh wow, it really is just an erotic fiction website.

Before I could say anything, she quickly shouted a follow-up.

"...and the former Author is now a character and I'm the author."

Nothing visibly changed about Stephanie. A man appeared in front of her in his underwear. "Oh Christ!" he screamed and hopped back. "Oh my God, this is impossible!" He started to gently sob.

She looked him over dismissively. He had a slight beergut and was wearing glasses with obviously bent frames. Somewhere, deep behind his boxers, hid the micro-est of micro-

"Wait, that's not true! I have a normal sized dick!" he cried out desperately.

"Nice try, but I'm not stupid enough to give you any control. You have a tiny dick, huge balls, and you're by nature timid and cringing."

The words had barely left her mouth when the Author cowered in the corner of the room, still weeping. He looked like a trapped rabbit.

"Ok, maybe not that timid and cringing." Stephanie looked over her quarry as he stopped crying. "In fact, can you do that thing you made me do? The mindless **** one?"

The Author's arms flopped to his sides and he stared through her. She pulled out his phone opened the browser.

"Oh wow," she said as she read through the story. "It really is just an erotic fiction website."