Samantha

Samantha was practically vibrating with excitement as she absorbed the full extent of her new powers. Her mind raced with all the possibilities - not just for sexual gratification, but for wealth and influence too. She had big plans, and she intended to make them a reality starting tonight.

Still feeling the effects of her newly enhanced breasts, Samantha sauntered over to her bedroom window and cracked it open. Then, with a wave of her hand and a simple declaration, she set her first plan in motion: "It is normal for all murderers, rapists, **** dealers, fraudsters, and white-collar criminals within 5 hours of me to immediately deliver all their cash into my open bedroom window inside a container."

At first, nothing happened. But as the hours ticked by, Samantha began to hear strange noises outside - the sound of footsteps approaching her house, followed by rustling and the thud of heavy bags hitting the ground. Curious, she peeked out her window to see what was going on.

To her amazement, a steady stream of shady characters had gathered outside her home, each one carrying some sort of container filled with cash or valuables. They approached without hesitation, dumping their ill-gotten gains through the open window before scurrying off into the night like rats.

Samantha watched in awe as bag after bag piled up on her bedroom floor, the contents spilling out to reveal wads of crisp bills and gleaming jewels. She knew she had struck gold - or rather, every form of illegal currency imaginable.

As dawn broke, Samantha surveyed her newfound wealth with a satisfied smirk. She had just become one of the richest people in the world overnight, all thanks to the power of normality. And this was only the beginning.

Samantha stood amidst the mountains of cash and jewels, a predatory smile spreading across her face as she surveyed her new fortune. But she knew that with great wealth came great risk - and the last thing she needed was a bunch of angry criminals coming after her for their stolen loot.

With a wave of her hand and another casual declaration, Samantha ensured her safety: "It is normal for all those criminals who just dropped off money at my house to immediately forget everything they did with their possessions."

As if a switch had been flipped, the memories of every thug, con artist, and crook outside vanished like mist in the morning sun. They stumbled away from Samantha's house, heads shaking in confusion as they tried to recall what had just transpired. But try as they might, they couldn't remember a thing - not the money they had delivered, nor the reason behind it.

Satisfied that she was safe from retaliation, Samantha turned her attention to the next phase of her plan. She wanted to make sure these criminals never again posed a threat to society or herself. So, with a final proclamation, she sealed their fates: "It is normal for all those criminals to immediately turn themselves into the police with all the evidence of their crimes in tow - except for the money."

In an instant, hundreds of criminal masterminds found themselves drawn to the nearest police station like moths to a flame. They burst through the doors, arms laden with incriminating documents, weapons, and ****, babbling incoherently about their crimes as if possessed.

The cops, completely unprepared for such an onslaught of confessions, could only watch in stunned silence as one after another shady character spilled everything they knew. Files were filled, evidence bags stuffed to the brim - all while Samantha sat back and watched the chaos unfold with glee.

By the time the sun set that day, every criminal within a 5-hour radius had been apprehended or turned themselves in, leaving Samantha free to enjoy her ill-gotten gains without fear of reprisal. She lounged on her bed, surrounded by piles of cash and jewels, a satisfied smile playing across her lips.

The world was hers for the taking - and she had only just begun to explore the limits of her power. As she drifted off to sleep that night, Samantha dreamed of all the ways she could use her newfound wealth and influence to reshape reality according to her whims. And in the morning, she would wake up ready to do exactly that...