Get the horniness out of your system

"Grace, I er... this is embarrassing, but I feel uncontrollably horny now. And I don't want to make Eleanor do stuff she wouldn't normally do. How will I get through the next two days?"

Grace cackles victoriously and shapeshifts again. She looks like Scarlett Johansson again, but with a headscarf, sunglasses, a mask and a trenchcoat.

"That doesn't help," you say.

"Hey, and I dressed conservatively for you as well!" she says laughing. "Well, more to not get recognized, but you know what I mean."

"It's not funny," you say. "I noticed a vacant look in Eleanor's eyes at one point, when it looked like she wanted to kiss me. I've read stories like these before, where a guy gets to do whatever he wants with any girl he sees. It's good fantasy material, but the reality seems different. It just feels wrong."

Grace pats you on the back. "I get what you mean, darling. I think it's a good idea to get the horniness out of your system before you meet Grace again. Get some experience so you can blow her mind!"

You were worried about your inexperience, and you're not exclusive with Eleanor (you haven't even kissed yet), so you don't disagree.

"But I get your hang-ups. Personally, I think you're not thinking big enough. There's plenty of ways to get your rocks off more or less ethically while still living your wildest dreams."

"What do you suggest?" you ask.

"Well... you could get a bunch of high-class escorts and 'talk' them into giving you a discount," she says with a wink. "Or, perhaps more to your liking, you could get some rich guy to give you a bunch of money so you can get yourself a bunch of top-tier escorts. The kind that only the wealthiest oil tycoons could effort. If you are feeling particularly MLK-like, you can select for escorts who are in the profession because they like it and not because they were pressured into it."

"I see," you say. It seems enticing enough.

"Or if you don't like the paid sex route, you could use your powers to more easily find women who are genuinely interested in some casual sex with you, even without the mindfuckery"

"Well, I tried that with Tinder and it was a complete wash," you say. She laughs.

"Oh, child. Of course Tinder doesn't work. Their whole profit model relies on the algorithms keeping men sexually frustrated. You could actually use your powers to change that. Or you could find such women by other means."

"How?"

"Well, this casual sex thing is a numbers game, right? So if you have a high enough number of women, you're bound to have a few who are interested in casual sex and who you're into as well."

"Ok, but how do I meet them," you say.

"Well, what you need to do is to think very hard about your specific target - in this case, women who would normally be interested in casual sex with you - and then focus on what you want them to do. You could leave a message somewhere and 'instruct' these girls to find the message and contact you."

You ponder what Grace says. It feels worth a try. Even though you feel horny enough to go up to a random hot chick in the street and give her an uncontrollable desire to suck your cock, you want to experiment with a more 'legit' route first, if only to soothe your conscience. And maybe you will take care of Tinder and other dating sites later, because Grace makes a good point.