He continues to work on her

Curtis looked down at the woman drinking his cum as fast as she could, and the world came back into focus in a way that can only happen right after some cums. He'd just learned that he has incredible power, and the first thing he'd done with it is make sex with his best friend's wife the best thing ever. He didn't mind what he'd done to her. Looking back on things, he realized that he made sure he didn't. Jimmy, though, he felt bad for. A spurt of cum landed on his best friend's wife's upper lip, and all he could think about was how that upper lip is Jimmy's domain, if it was any besides Chelsea's. She licked it off, and he came to a decision.

"Do I feel guilty about using these powers?" he asked. And just like that, he didn't, and in the process discovered that buried under that guilt, making Chelsea want to cheat on Jimmy was a huge turn on. He reasoned that, even without guilt, he knew some basic right from wrong, and could consciously reason out limits some time. If that failed, he could give himself guilt back.

"What's that?" the tall woman asked, standing up, finished with her snack.

"Oh, uh, I asked you a question. Are you ever not at least a little horny?" he asked.

"Not really. Ever since puberty started I've always been. I can't tell you how much I am now." She grinned and pat her pants covered pussy.

"I bet you play with yourself all the time then. Do you ever wear outerwear that restricts access to your pussy?" he asked, and her pants turned into a skirt.

"You have no idea," she hiked the skirt up and started rubbing herself through her underwear.

With that, Curtis got a glimpse at how clearly ungroomed she was. Still, he found himself drawn to her, and knew that he'd made himself want her as much as she wanted him. As he looked her over, the lecherous grin on her aged face, her small, sagging breasts under her shirt, her boyish figure, he knew that he had some changes to make if he was going to keep her as his partner.

"Would you go away or avoid answering if I asked you some questions?" he asked.

"No, but would you mind returning the favor?" she indicated her dripping underwear.

"Um, sure. Sit on my bed there..." he motioned her over, where he joined her, sinking a finger into her. She gasped as he entered her, enjoying this as much as any woman had ever enjoyed his cock in them.

"Okay, so first of all, are you older than 30, or younger than 25?" the woman's age changed rapidly. Her laugh lines and crows feet vanished, her body tightened, her hair grew longer, but still managed, and arranged itself into a pony tail. Even her pussy felt different on his finger.

"I'm 28, you know that already." Her voice had a much younger quality to it, too.

"Right. Will you think my questions are weird?" he asked, and before she could answer continued, "do you think fitness is unimportant? Do you let a day go by without exercising and lifting weights and running?" Her 6' form became far tougher, and leaner. Her legs beside him became more toned. Before his eyes, she became much stronger than he was.

"Jimmy always says I work out too much, and I'm going to fall behind in school," she said.

So she was back to school, but she was still married to Jimmy. No, that wouldn't do, it was too convenient having a doctor around. "Has anyone ever graduated from medical school younger than you have?" he asked, turning her into a child prodigy. He wasn't sure how young that would be, but he'd have bet that it was younger than a teen. "Also, are there any doctors curvier than you?"

Her body changed again, her hips widening, her waist narrowing, and her tits pushing out through her shirt. He was pleased to see she didn't wear looser clothes to compensate.

"I think you've taken my measurements with your eyes enough," she says with a wink.

"Oh yeah, Babe," he said, and slipped another finger into her. It wouldn't do to get boring down there, even if just this would be more than enough to satisfy her. "But those tits of yours are magnificent, when you were a lingerie model, didn't porn stars email to tell you that you were too small?" And her breasts reshaped themselves, growing until he couldn't see her face from down by her pussy.

"You got the story backward. They told me they were jealous, and wanted pictures to show their plastic surgeons," she said, proudly. "I was a model in more ways than one."

"That's so fucking hot," he said, realizing that even at his age, his dick couldn't stay down long around someone like her. He lined himself up and pressed his cock into her young snatch. Looking over her, he saw one of the most beautiful women in his life, and she was excitedly taking his cock. He'd done all of this to her. He'd made her into the ultimate bombshell. Still, it didn't seem like he was quite done yet.