Poke Jake

You decide you're not in the mood for Nicole's sluttiness, so you visit Jake to see if he's in a good mood.

"I'm busy." he immediately says when he sees you, and turns to his computer, probably pretending to work hard.

"Yeah..." you mutter. "Not now, though. No, you're not."

All the programs on Jake's screen instantly vanish, leaving a blank desktop.

"Eh, you got me. I guess I was literally doing... nothing. Anyway, I'm going to be busy, so shoo." he waves you off dramatically and turns to his computer. What a dick.

You wish he would be nicer to you. Your heart pounds, anxious to see what happens now. Jake turns around.

"I'm sorry. I didn't really mean to shoo you like that. Uh..."

Awkward pause. You decide to stand up for yourself. "You've been a dick for a long time to me, Jake." you are slightly more confident now, with this power.

"Yeah. Uh..." Jake clearly doesn't know what to do with himself. But he won't apologize, because he's still a dick deep down inside. That gives you an idea. You're very nervous now.

"An- and I know why." you tell him.

"Oh really?" he sarcastically replies.

"It's because you have a dark secret... you um." you try to think of something really embarrassing. "You wear women's panties. Like, 24/7."

Jake is shocked that you have discovered his secret, as his reality warps into this having always been true.

"Dude," he pleads. "Keep it down, they can't know."

You like this rush of power. "They already know." you smirk. And so, everyone does. Even yourself, which is kind of a weird sensation, you seem to always remember Jake having accidentally showed his panties off individually to everyone at some point.

"And..." you say. "It's because you... have a small cock, so they fit really well. And you don't even have pubes. Totally weird. But it's cool with me." you're nervous but almost laughing.

Jake is defeated. "Dude," he says. "Just, I need some time, I have a headache."

Oh, you're gonna have some fun with this.