Adam, your best friend

As your eyes continue to adjust to the light, you realize you probably won't be falling back to sleep... You decide it's better to actually do something with the day, strange dream or not. As you casually get out of bed, your nose takes notice of two distinct smells coming from outside of your room: bacon and coffee.

You live with your best friend, Adam, who you've known since the first day of your algebra class in high school when you bonded over making fun of the teacher's name. Naturally, when you two learned you were going to go to the same college you chose to dorm together, and once you both had jobs you two chose to move into an apartment together.

You remember the night before. You came back pretty late from hanging out at the bar with a few of your college friends and saw Adam and his girlfriend Cassie on the living room couch. You figure either Adam or Cassie must be making breakfast for the other one. It doesn't really matter to you, you just hope there's enough for you.

As you walk out into the hallway, the smell of coffee grows stronger in your nose as your mind wanders back to the dream. You smile to yourself as you consider the absurdity: some omnipotent disembodied voice offers YOU, John Doe, the ability to either control people's actions, or to do whatever you want without anyone noticing. You can't help but feel even more peculiar about how real it all felt, but it couldn't be...could it?

Trying to shove it from your mind, you find Cassie in the kitchen, a plate of biscuits on the counter next to a few strips of bacon, a full coffee mug next to the stove, and a half-full coffee pot next to the refrigerator. But all of that immediately falls away as your eyes are drawn to Cassie.

A small girl with a light tan and chestnut hair, she's wearing Adam's white undershirt and some loose pajama shorts that end just below her small but tight butt, leaving almost all of her toned legs exposed down to her bare feet. Years ago you never would've seen this sight as she'd always make sure she was properly covered, but over the years that she's dated Adam, she's grown comfortable around you and this sight is as normal as anything. She turns around, slightly jumping at the sight of you. Clearly she hadn't heard you enter the room.

"Mornin' Jon. Don't just stand there, pour yourself a cup," she says with a smile. As she greets you, you can't help but notice she's not wearing a bra, the slight chill in the apartment causing Adam's shirt to ripple over her semi-hard nipples. As you **** your gaze back up to her face, you hear the voice clear as day in your head.

"Complete control of people's thoughts and actions" it said. After a moment, you figure you can humor the dream-voice. It might be a joke only you'll understand, but whatever.

"Actually Cassie, you should give me your cup" you say in a half-joking tone. To your surprise, she just smiles and turns to grab her mug.

"Yeah, sure" she says, handing the cup toward you. You slowly take the mug from her, cautiously watching her to see if she's messing with you. After realizing you're staring, you turn your eyes away toward the plate of bacon. You decide to test her further.

"And you know what, I bet you'd love that bacon right there...eat some."

You watch her as she semi eagerly takes a strip of bacon and bites half of it off. You remember Cassies's strong hatred of bacon. The one time she was dared to eat it, she looked like she was going to hurl the entire time. For everyone else it was a hilarious, but for her it had been virtual **** as she tried not to gag. But despite all that, as you watch her chew, pleasure washes over her face as she lets out a slight moan of delight, covering her mouth to speak.

"Oh my god...I've been craving this for so long. I hope Adam's not mad at me for starting breakfast without him."

She then eagerly shoves another piece of bacon into her mouth.

Holy shit. That..may not have been a dream. It's time to up the ante on these tests.