Emily's hot, but she's not the only woman in town...

As Emily softly kisses your lips, you focus your mind and hit her with a jolt of pure lesbian lust. She stiffens with the sudden rush of desire and pleasure, and her kiss becomes fierce and intense.

"I can't stand it," she whispers through the kiss. "I need to fuck you now, I'm so hot for you!"

She pulls back for a moment and rips her shirt apart, sending buttons flying. Her bra follows soon after, as does her skirt and panties. Her breasts are large and firm, and very beautiful, with slightly swollen red nipples that she rubs to hardness with her own hands. They look delicious, and you immediately lunge forward and pull a taut nipple into your mouth, sucking hard and deep on her.

"Oh yes!!" Emily squeals. "Oh, suck my tits, I love it, I need it, it feels so fucking hot…"

Your last conscious command through the amulet is to guide her hands to undress you. Soon, your dress slides from your shoulders, and in your eagerness you lift Emily clear from the ground and carry her all the way to the bedroom, lying down on top of her naked body with your tits pressing into hers, and your lips locked together in a deep tongue kiss. Add remarkable strength to the list of powers the amulet gives you!

Emily is completely overcome by heated passion, rolling you over and then turning her body around to dive between your legs. Her thighs open above you, and her naked pussy waits for the touch of your lips. Together, you plunge into each other's sex, eager tongues reaching into soft, pink wetness.

You can feel the wild lust in her mind, just as your feelings channel to her. The intimacy of the moment is almost too intense, but wondrous at the same time, as you feel yourself guided by her desires and know exactly how to touch her in just the right places, and she does the same to you. In the heat of the moment you lose yourself, feeling only the pleasure you give each other, until you explode together in glorious climax.

You could swear that you feel yourself drop to the mattress.

Emily rolls off you in a state of near-unconsciousness, her breasts heaving as she pants hard for air, her lips glistening with your secretions. You feel a curious warmth between your breasts, and look down to see that your amulet glows a bright red, as if it was charged by your release of sexual energy.

Speaking of which, you begin to wonder how you'll carry out your plan for the rest of the evening; you can barely move, let alone go out and search for more women. Even as you ponder this thought, the glow of the amulet seems to fade into your skin, and you feel a wave of renewed vigor run through you. The glow of climax remains, but the exhaustion fades away, and suddenly you feel fresh and alive again. This amulet is just full of surprises!

Emily is still completely spent, but you think perhaps you can do something about that. Cradling her in your arms, you touch your lips to hers and will a portion of your energy into her. Your lips tingle as you feel the stream of power rush into her. You notice no drain on yourself, but in seconds Emily is awake enough to respond to your kiss, and moments later she feels fully restored.

"My God," she says when you break the kiss. "that was… amazing!"

You have to agree.

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After a few calls to room service and one to Emily's former employer, you have all the arrangements made for your night on the town. Emily's destroyed waitress uniform has been upgraded to a sharp and sexy chauffeur's outfit, with a short, stylish jacket, tight skirt, and a somehow unbearably sexy little black cap. Her long, blonde hair cascades down her back, and her eyes seem to sparkle with a new intensity. You imagine that a small fraction of the amulet's power has transferred into her, as she looks almost unnaturally enticing.

The car is a long, silver Rolls-Royce, outfitted with all the most elegant touches. Emily seems to take her new duties very seriously, as she stands straight and holds the door for you. As you get in, you can't resist giving her a soft, simple kiss (let people think what they want!) and you feel the rush of excitement that runs through her. As much as it pains you to do so, you touch her mind and encourage her to concentrate on driving - this would not be a good car to wreck.

Moments later, you're cruising along the strip, watching for your next lover…