True power is a heady thing...

Tamara stared down over her huge new, billowing tits at your rocky twelve inches of straining cockmeat resting heavily up against the smooth blemish-less skin of her taut stomach. Jennifer stepped up behind you, pressing her hot, lush schoolgirl body against your back and reached around to stroke and caress your massive tool in her small, soft hands.

The sensational jerking motion caused your momentous manhood to sway and slap gently against your younger sister's friends taut sternum, the bulbous head leaving a small wet splatter on her silky tanned skin as the first excited bead of precum formed at your tip.

"So do you want it?" Jennifer husked, "It's okay to say you do, I mean look at it... Who wouldn't want that big beautiful cock just driving into a girl, sending her wild?"

Tamara gave a short, muted nod but you could tell she was nervous, standing gloriously naked with her delicate hands rested on your thick forearms, she looked tense. Like a animal ready to spook in an environment it was so utterly unfamiliar with. Still you admired her courage at fighting down her own nerves in the face of chasing something she so clearly desired. Jennifer seemed to pick up on it too and backed off a little.

"Maybe just a kiss then? Just to begin, nice and slow..."

Tamara blushed furiously and you are again reminded that deep down inside this smoking hot teen sexpot was still the same chubby, insecure young woman who used to come around for girly sleep overs and giggled with Jessica over about talk of boys. She closed her eyes tightly then slowly offered her full, glistening lips up to yours, trembling noticeably. Could this be her first kiss?

"Stop torturing the poor girl and kiss her already." Jennifer breathed warmly into your ear. You were such a looming figure now that the short, five foot nothing schoolgirl had to stand on tip toe to reach it.

Stepping into Tamara's arms you pressed your sturdy body into her lush firmness, wrapped a steadying arm about her now tiny waist you pulled her in for the kiss. Your steely manflesh was trapped tightly between your joining bodies as you claimed her tremoring lips with your own with a confident strength in a way you hoped would calm her some.

Her lips tasted like cherry chapstick and her sighing breath smelled of mint as she melted like soft, warm butter into your manly embrace. She let out a soft, needy moan as you gently slipped a questing tongue into her mouth and she slid her slender hands up over your sides to run them over the broad muscles of your back, tracing the lines and valleys of your strong physic through your shirt.

Her tongue grew bolder, dancing with your own as her groans intensified and your raging cock throbbed and lurched at the soft feel and sordid sounds of her. Her skin was silken, shiny smooth and growing hotter as you ran a hand up her slender back, brushing behind her swan-like neck before cradling the base of her small skull as you both mutually deepen the kiss, growing hotter, more passionate. Her straight, glossy hazel hair flowing like a satin waterfall over your hand and forearm tickling the sizzling flesh there delightfully.

"God John, that looks so hot..." Jennifer whispered reverently from behind you as her nimble hands undid your belt, pulled your jeans and underwear down then began running her own soft hand groping at your trim athletic waist and hard, round ass in excitement.

You barely registered her words, kicking away your clothes and getting lost in the feverish, smoldering lingual biplay that Tamara was offering back at you. The temperature in the bathroom felt like it had raised by a dozen degrees and after a short eternity you finally broke the kiss, a small string of shared saliva briefly joining Tamara and your own gasping mouths as you slowly pulled your flushed faces apart.

Tamara opened her eyes with the sultry slowness of a woman awakening from sweetest dreaming sleep then looked heatedly up at you from beneath long dark lashes. She had gone from timid door mouse to hungrily eye-fucking you in the space of a few minutes, her amazing pornstar tits heaving against your rugged chest as she fought to catch her breath.

"That was really nice," she said softly, the flush on her face had spread down her neck and across the pale perfect flesh of her expansive teen bosom. "I didn't know kissing would feel so good."

"Was that your first time?" You wanted to feel guilty but it had all felt so good, Tamara was a true natural talent. "I wouldn't have known by how amazingly you kiss, Tamara."

You heard a sharp intake of breath from Jennifer behind you but kept looking deep into Tamara's big, beautiful sapphire eyes as she gazed soulfully back at you with a sizzling bonfire of lust building behind her stare. Her hands came up to rest behind your shoulders, keeping you pressed close as dainty fingers ran up to flirt and play with the short hairs on the back of your neck eliciting a pleasant rush of goose flesh and a shiver from you, that set your balls to thrumming.

"I want to more..." She murmured as she finally looked away, shy and embarrassed once again. She is so heartwrenchingly gorgeous in that small private moment that your pinned throbbing tool almost rumbled in ravenous desire.

"We can do as much, or as little as you like, Tamara" You reassured her as she snuggled her small head in under your anvil of a chin, the clean floral scent of her hair filling your flaring nostrils.

"You never treated me like any of the other boys did John... you were always so nice and very patient... I liked that about you." She began, she rubbed her new model-perfect face against your shirt front as she spoke in gentle intimate tones.

No, you hadn't treated her like any of the other boys had treated short, dumpy, frumpy Tamara Charles. Given how close and how kind she had been to Jessica you had treated her like a sister... and not in the way you had been treating your sisters since discovering this intoxicating new power. However now...

"...had this massive crush on you for what feels like forever then you went and did this for me! You're, like, the greatest guy I've ever met... that I'm ever going to meet."

You felt a warm wetness blotting the front of your shirt and you realised it was her tears. This glorious teenage vision of raw young sexuality was weeping into your chest. You gently grasped her tiny chin and tilted her head back to look up at you. Her eyes were streaming and you leaned in to kiss the tears off of her radiant rosy cheeks.

This caused the naked brunette sex-bomb in your arms to gasp then sigh, wriggling her beach bunny body harder into yours and your ever-rigid manflesh surged at the feel of her firm, smooth stomach rubbing against it.

"I- I can feel it... you know... down there, pressing into my belly. It's so warm and hard, I've heard girls can do things... like, with their mouths. I've never... I want to but..." Tamara vacillated sounding uncertain and a bit scared once more, you ran a hand through her unbelievably soft and downy autumn hair prepared to reassure her when Jennifer poked her head up from behind your bulging bicep.

"Today is a big day for first times, Tamara," She said in chipper helpful voice but you don't like her heated undertones or the way she emphasized Tamara's name. "It's okay, John can help you, just like he did before. Can't you, Baby?"

You gave Jennifer's round pretty face a suspicious frown but she just smiled back up at you glowing with youthful innocence. What was the little minx's game?

"What do you mean?" you asked with a hint of steel entering your voice.

"Well, she said you helped her once before so why not again? Tamara clearly wants to do more but is worried she doesn't know how... scared that she might disappoint you," she then turned to Tamara as she followed on, "Am I right?"

Tamara nodded almost imperceptibly.

"I've seen videos of it online but I've never... I don't know if..." she began to stutter.

"Exactly, I understand entirely but John can fix that." Jennifer raised her hungry, vibrant green eyes to you and you prepared a mental whammy that would blast her memories back into last week as your suspicions about her intentions built alarmingly, "You can take away all the fear and worries then make it good for both of you, no? Like, really good, is that right Lover?"

This was it, your little schoolgirl crush was onto you now and as much as you had enjoyed fucking this rapturous, gloriously shapely, barely legal high-school dream, you still gathered your impressive new **** of will prepared to knock Jennifer right out of the psychic ballpark when Tamara spoke up excitedly, eager to please as always.

"That's right! Oh John, it's perfect... you can help me again and then, without me feeling all anxious, we can both enjoy each other together!"

You paused, mental finger still on the hair-trigger and looked back down at Tamara, her bare flesh felt hot against you, her stiff, ripe nipples pressed hard through your clothing. Her eyes were wide and beseeching as she stared longingly up at you. You really had made her too pretty, she had become such an exotic creature that denying her anything was going to be difficult. Though to take away her anxiety surrounding sex... that would be akin to liberating her, right?

"You can do it, can't you? You can change people..." Jennifer's glistening lips softly parted as she pressed her face in besides Tamara's, cheek to cheek they looked up at you in fascinated wonder and with something more heated growing behind their dazzled expressions.

You gave a slow nod, unsure where this was headed but feeling still very much in control. Knowing that with a thought and some applied will you could change nearly anything, almost nothing could threaten you now. No-one could resist your new power, it was a heady feeling. The heated bathroom had grown very still and silent as the reality of it crashed over the two girls as well.

"Can you do more than just take away the nervousness? Can you do... more?" Jennifer asked in an eager, urgent whisper. Her eyes were burning emerald spheres now boring into you like twin lasers.

You nodded again, then watched the wheels spinning in curvy schoolgirls head as she snuggled excitedly in behind Tamara's stunning new body, she pressed the freshly transformed young beauty harder against you and made your sister's friend moan softly in anticipation.

"Can you make her good at it?" Jennifer asked breathily as she raised up on her toes to reach over and kiss Tamara's soft, blushing cheek gently, a wet lingering kiss full of sensual promise. "Like really good at it, make her love doing it, just for you?"

Tamara's face was beyond flushed now but she didn't look away from you or voice any objection, ever the people pleaser and now, after the help you - her long time crush - just gave her... you could see it in her shining, worshipful baby blue eyes, she wouldn't deny you anything in this moment.

"Please..." her single word was offered up to you like a prayer, Tamara's hands plastered to your back as if she were a drowning woman clinging to a life preserver, she began to writhe and pant in need, caught up in the molten moment, sinfully trapped between you and your curvy little Jennifer.

"She needs this Baby, do it for her... Let me watch you change her." Jennifer begged as she rested her young face on Tamara's bare shoulder and nuzzled at the transformed brunettes graceful, sweeping neckline. "She's so gorgeous now, just imagine how much better she'll look with her beautiful lips tasting your massive dick."

"Please John..."

All this talk had struck the darker side of your desires and rang it like Hell's own tuning fork. The drunken feel of power you had been indulging all day swelled like a tide deep within you and cried out to be released, to be wielded like some blunt **** weapon... But no, this was Tamara; a good friend and she deserved more from you than a crude, mind-crushing mental uppercut.

You glanced at your self-proclaimed schoolgirl girlfriend Jennifer who was preoccupied with kissing, stroking and sliding up against the chocolate haired sex kitten sandwiched between the both of you then return to gazing into Tamara's yearning stare before speaking.

"Tamara, if this is something you truly want then all you need to do is repeat after me..."

She nodded hurriedly and you took a moment to focus your will, focused on that arcing electric feeling of building power within yourself...

"You don't want to be scared anymore..." You intoned in a deep rich tone heavy with promise and power.

"I don't want to be scared anymore." Tamara agreed as her big blue eyes began to tear up in gratitude.

"You won't be scared anymore." You say in the same strong, deep tenor.

"I won't be scared anymore"

Then you felt it, your power connected to her in a way unlike any other time before now. It was as though she were an empty pool and your power was a gushing geyser of steaming geothermic water rushing into fill her desolate depths, which Tamara readily accepted.

Her expression shifted and a nigh unnoticed tension left her body as she molded her supple form into yours with an ecstatic sigh of relief. Her gaze grew bolder and your cock felt harder than a titanium rod upon seeing the sudden change in her. A change you had dictated, a change you had willed into being.

"You want to suck my cock."

"I want to suck your cock." She confirmed in a husky whisper heavily laden with lustful desire and you feel it again. The rush of power flowing into her rather than simply at her. It made you feel that all day long you had been throwing psychic boulders at people, brute forcing the power at them when you could have been doing something far, far more artful.

"You love sucking my cock."

"I love sucking your cock."

"Sucking my cock brings you joy and pleasure."

"Sucking your big cock brings me joy and... pleasure.

Tamara's words were hot on the heels of your own if a bit embellished, as though she couldn't get them out fast enough. Her glistening azure eyes became heavy lidded and when she spoke the final word pleasure it was in a tremulous voice, thick with crushing bliss and her incredible, svelte body shuddered in your arms.

"Oh my god..." purred Jennifer as she reached down then raised two slick, shiny fingers in front of her awestruck face, "She just came, hard."

She slid her sticky fingers up to Tamara's parted mouth and watched rapturously as the teen beauty queen slurped them delicately between her ever-kissable lips without hesitation, licking them free of her own juices with another soft gasp. The wildly lewd sight finally prompted a heavy wad of precum to surge from your very core and it created a hot, wet puddle deep in the hard press of your burning bodies. You could feel Tamara opening herself to more of your power and it fueled your dark desire for more as you began scrivening wicked words directly onto her very soul.

"You are good at sucking my cock."

"I'm so gooood~ at sucking your cock!"

Behind the moaning bucking Tamara, Jennifer had stripped off her school tie and small white blouse, she stood there only in her pleated skirt and lacy white bra that barely contained her swelling pale tit-flesh, hunched over a little as she reached down and began sliding slender fingers deep into Tamara's tight, pink virgin pussy.

Schlick Schlick Schlick-

"Your mouth is the perfect little fuckglove for me to use as I like." You were almost growling in hot passion down at her now as she wriggled and whimpered up against you, grinding against your jutting, wet adamantine pole with her flat, firm belly.

"My mouth... Perfect fuckglove... Nnnnnrgh! Use as you like- aaaaah!"

Schlick Schlick Schlick-

Your power was pouring into her like an unstoppable torrent and she was greedily accepting it all, her eyes squeezed shut as her ecstasy mounted while Jennifer feverishly fingered her from behind and your mental machismo spun then crashed through her like a roaring tsunami of unfulfilled yearning for your touch and taste.

Unable to hold back any longer, unable to resist this impossibly alluring young creature squirming and sweating her hot need in your unyielding, strong embrace you grabbed up her small elegant chin and kissed her again hard. Tamara's second kiss ever completely eclipsed her first, your tongues drove together in hot tumultuous craving for each other. All fear and hesitation gone from her... the air felt on fire as her soft hands tangled into your thick hair, clutching tightly as she pulled you in, crushing her plush full lips into hers as she sought to taste even more of you, to drink in more of you.

Schlick Schlick SchlickSchlickSchlick!

"Mmmmmmnnrph!"

She cried out into your mouth, the taste of cherries and mint was all you could register as she thrashed in your encircling arms. You sucked it all down, wanting to experience all she had to offer and more. In that moment short, fat, timid Tamara Charles was gone but so was John Doe, the simple, recovering high-school graduate. The crackling link between the two of you was still thrumming like an over-wrought steel cable, crackling with your power and Tamara mewled in hungry need. Her bright baby blues flashed up at you from under her thick dark lashes as she licked her puckering kiss-bruised lips in a predatory fashion.

"John, I think you have something I need right now." She growled like a hungry tigress preparing to stalk some unwary prey. You had a good idea what she meant and was more than ready to deliver...

The new Tamara slid down your body and your massive, turgid manhood dragged a thick, glistening trail of potent precum up her shiny, rubber-smooth sternum, between her bountiful, marshmallow soft, teen tits until your bulging, thrusting cock head was tapping at the underside of her superbly sculpted chin with a full three quarters of the straining shaft still nestled comfortably in the fathomless depths of her epic, gravity-defying cleavage. Her dazzling pale sapphire eyes burned up at you with an intense longing but holding back, waiting on the word from you.

"Oh shit but that is sooo~ hot..." Jennifer whined softly somewhere in the background but it was just white noise to you in that moment.

"Well, what are you waiting for you sexy, cum-hungry vixen?"

With a tortured, hungry groan Tamara parted those perfect cherry red lips, ducked her chin and took your huge, veiny member into her hot, young mouth.