Solution

(Originally Posted by YearEnds)

I chuckled mentally as I solved Brooke's problem. It wasn't what she wanted, of course, but it's what I wanted, and these days, if everyone in the universe--never mind just one person--wants one thing and I want another, you don't need to be a genius on my level--or Miranda's, or, hell, Brooke's--that girl's a smart cookie in her own right, though she doesn't really get what the whole "my teacher is God" thing means--to know who'll get their way.

To make her feel a little more comfortable, I made my bikini vanish, revealing my own attributes. Of course, mine appeared to be rather less impressive than Brooke's. But I was hardly self-conscious about it. Being able to do anything with a thought does wonders for your self-confidence and self-esteem.

"I'm glad you did take my class, Brooke," I said in response to her unspoken thought.

Brooke looked startled, then realized that of course I knew what she was thinking.

"Why?"

"Well, because if you hadn't, then we might never have met personally, and I'd never have gotten to see just how sexy you look with those gigantic tits and that massive cock." Her bodies were on either side of me, and I reached out to flick both her dicks, which I'd willed to be fully erect and pointing straight up. "All of them."

Brooke, of course, was a little annoyed by the thought that I did this to see if she would look sexier. That wasn't why I'd done it, of course. I did it because as far as I'm concerned, the taller you are, the bigger your boobs are, the wider your ass is, and the longer your dick is, the sexier you are. And since I could give people multiple bodies now, there could be even more of that for me to find sexy.

A thought went through my mind of Miranda and I conquering some countries--or maybe planets--as hyper-endowed futanari giantesses. The thought of sending waves of cum crashing down onto a helpless populace almost made me grow out a titanic dick--forty feet high and five times wider than my body would probably do--and start raining girl-splooge all over the beach. But, no. That was for later.

Brooke spoke and lifted me out of my thoughts. "Professor Smith, why make us nudists? All I wanted was to be able to only have my cock when I wanted to have it, and for the guys only to have their boobs when they wanted to have them."

"But that would have defeated the purpose," I said. "You're sexier this way, and now your sexiness will always be on display for the world to see."

"I'm not feeling that much sexier," Brooke said with a bit of a very cute pout.

"But I do, and that's what matters."

The futility of protesting seemed finally to get into the relevant parts of Brooke's brain, and she sighed and stood up.

"See you tomorrow, Professor Smith."

"See you tomorrow--all of you." I'd put a compulsion into my students. They could separate their bodies as they wanted normally, but all six of them had to be present in my class.

I admired Brooke's enlarged asses as she walked away. With a smirk, I changed her--and my other similarly-changed students'--natural gait to one that made their butts sway provocatively and their boobs dance on their chests. Unlike my other changes to them, I decided that they wouldn't notice this one, and I watched for quite a while as two divinely-gifted asses and four heaven-sent tits jiggled as their bearer sexily moved off.

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Ultimately, Miranda stopped the volcanic eruption by simply inhaling all the matter that would have spewed out of the volcano into her lungs, then, once the volcano was quiescent again, flying out about a million light-years into the intergalactic void and spewing it out. The whole journey into space took her about ten microseconds, and that was only because she took her time to enjoy the scenery. But then, of course, the only reason to fly there was to enjoy the scenery, since she could just have teleported.

Of course, it wasn't just natural disasters she was stopping, although there were certainly plenty of those. She could dissipate hurricanes, cyclones and tornados with a precisely measured puff from her lungs. She could stop earthquakes by planting herself at the focus and drawing all the energy into herself. Tidal waves and tsunami were easily disrupted by her sticking her toe in the water with just the right amount of ****.

But while she was handling all of that, she was also capturing would-be murderers, rapists, and thieves. She wanted to simply turn them to ash, of course, but she had an image to create and maintain, so instead she just teleported with them into the local police station. Of course, the first time one of them went on trial for what she'd attempted to do (murdering her ex-boyfriend), since Miranda had caught her when the thought first crystallized and the woman became irrevocably committed to the act, which was before her ex saw her, she was the only witness, and the judge threw out her testimony and let the woman walk. But that situation was neatly resolved first by asking Jane if she'd make sure nobody would be suspicious if the would-have-been murderer simply disappeared, and second by calling up her father and getting him to get the judge impeached. After that nobody questioned Miranda's testimony, and when a case involved someone she'd caught, the conviction rate was perfect and the sentence imposed was always the highest it could be. Lower, of course, than it would have been if the crime had actually been committed, but everyone knew that Ultimate Woman would catch them again if they went back to their old ways once they got out of prison.

Of course, only two people knew that before a lot of them got out of prison, Ultimate Woman--or, as a lot of people would call her by then, Ultimate Whore--would no longer give any shits about what happened to anyone else. She'd be far more likely just to kill them--and their intended victims--as she would to capture them and go through the song and dance of a trial.

Miranda didn't let the thought touch her face, but she was very much looking forward to the day when she would be so tarnished by her sexual escapades that everyone would "understand" why she turned evil.