Tests on the Jogger

Having made up your mind to test your abilities on the jogger, you quickly get into your car and drive in front of her. You roll down your window, and as she approaches you say, "Hey, I wanted to talk to you. Would you rather have a calm conversation in my car or in your bedroom?"

She startles and looks like she's going to run but then she halts and says, "I suppose I'd rather have a calm conversation in your car." She looks around, then gets into your passenger seat. You watch as she puts the seat Ely between her boobs, seperating them under her tight shirt. She looks at you unconcerned and says, "Look, what happened was a one time thing. I have a girlfriend and I don't know what got into me. So do you want to keep talking or not?"

You're startled that she would kiss you despite having a girlfriend, but the idea that you have do much power turns you on a little. You start to drive, then say, "I'd like to talk. I'm going to drive to a nearby parking lot beforehand though, it's usually pretty vacant. While I'm doing that though, what's your name?"

She sighs, but remains calm, and says, "I'm Claire. And alright then."

She looks at the window and you drive on, thinking about what to test. After a few minutes you pull into the lot and find a spot away from other people, then see that Claire is still calm. You smirk, glad that adding in that phrase to your first question worked, then say, "Well, we're here. This shouldn't take too long. I'm a little hurt you kissed me and now don't want anything to do with me, but I have a few questions to ask you."

"Shoot," Claire replies, still calm and content despite the circumstances.

The idea that you could permanently change someone eats at you. You take a deep breath, steadying yourself while hoping this would work, then say, "Cool, cool. Well, first, would you rather be bisexual and attracted to me or feel an increasing arousal and need to have my dick in your pussy whenever I'm around?"

You watch her face, but she just remains calm and says, "Huh, interesting question. I don't really want to be attracted to guys, so I guess I'll take the latter option."

No discernable change happens immediately, but you hope it will soon. To test something more immediate, you say, "Interesting choice. But when you're around me would you rather always play with your body or have to make your clothing as sexy as it can be and show yourself off?"

"I guess make my clothing sexy," Claire responded thoughtfully. "I mean, playing with myself could lead to a more embarrassing public situation."

"True, that's a good point," you reply. Then you grow silent, and watch as her hands start to work on her tight t-shirt. She pulls the bottom half up and through the top, quickly tying her shirt in the front middle into a crop top that reveals most of her sports bra and a generous amount of cleavage while revealing the most between her large tits. Before you can even really take in her tits jiggling, let alone the situation, she pulls her spandex running shorts up so that the bottom is above her asscheeks and then rolls the top down below her newly revealed thong.

Satisfied she leans back, then looks at you and quickly turns away, her face blushing even as she arches her back to show off her cleavage. You're in awe at her new state of attire but also realize that she's starting to actually be turned on. The idea that you could change her physically comes to you. Before her arousal becomes unbearable you say, "Hey Claire, one more question. If you had to have one or the other, would you rather have naturally bright red and long hair or naturally blonde hair that is always in a bun?"

"Red hair, I've always liked that color and I hate buns," she replies. You watch hopefully, and then see that her hair is getting slightly more red and slowly lengthening. You're surprised that this works, but you watch as Claire notices her hair changing. Her face scrunches as she becomes puzzled and she grabs some of her hair, pulling it in front of her face. She watches with a horrified expression as it gets more and more red and extends in her fingers. Soon, you see that it reaches partway down her ass and is an incredibly bright red, and then it stops changing.

"Wow," you breathe out.

Claire looks at you, then says, "Are you doing this somehow?" As she does, though, you see her hips thrust upwards and her face get more flushed.

Your heart pumps, but at the same time you feel in control. She has to remain calm anyways, and your earlier question is seemingly getting to her, so you just smile and say, "Yeah, my questions have been changing you. Here's another: would you rather never be allowed to harm me in any way, including telling others about me, or never have sex with me?"

"Goddamnit," she says quickly as her breathing intensifies and she starts to openly touch herself, "fuck. I'd rather never be able to harm you."

"Great," you say with a smile. "One more thing, then we can head out. Would you rather bring me to your house and call your girlfriend to meet you there or tell your girlfriend that you need some help getting home and give her our location?"

"Damn you," she says, her breathing ragged, "we'll go to my house. Will you fuck me first? I need your dick in me you bastard."

Your own dick throbs at her arousal, and the fact that she's still showing off her body to you certainly contributes as well but you say, "Now, that's not a good way to ask for that, so no. Just give me directions to your house and call your girlfriend. And as a quick punishment for calling me a bastard, would you rather be unable to orgasm without my cum inside you or unable to orgasm without my cum in your girlfriend?"

Claire's eyes widen, but she finally says, "in me. "

"Good, now let's head out."