Superpowers

"Fine, this should prove it. I wish I had superpowers." you say. You feel a tremor as your very genetic code is altered. Jake notices as you lose your balance, falling into his arms.

"Bro, are you okay?" he says, as you open your eyes. Your sight is iridescent, objects shimmer as you look at them. As you look up at Jake, you notice that his shirt shimmers in the light, disappearing if you look at it hard enough. You regain stability as you stand up, looking around.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just didn't realize it would take that much outta..." you trail off as you realize that you're able to see through the cabinet, filled with records. "Holy shit I have X-ray vision." you shout, looking excitedly over at Jake.

"No fucking way man." Jake says, unconvinced. "How many fingers am I holding up." he says, putting a hand behind his back. As you focus on him, you feel your X-ray powers undressing his body on layer at a time. You see his boxer briefs, and then massive cock contained inside. You focus harder and can see Jake's hand behind his back.

"Three fingers." you say.

"Lucky guess." Jake says, not believing you still. You point over at the cabinet next to him.

"Inside there, you have exactly 12 records, a pair of brown shoes, and a locked box." you say as he goes into the cabinet. It's as you said.

"What's in the locked box, no way you can guess that." he says, surprised. You focus on it.

"A stack of cash and a harmonica." you say and Jake gasps, clutching your arm.

"HOLY SHIT," he says, "You weren't jokin'." He takes a step back for a second thinking, you see his clothes shimmer again, stealing a glimpse of his tight muscular ass. "So like you have X-ray vision...wait." He says, putting his hands over his crotch. "You like totally can see my junk huh."

"Yeah, but like you covering with your hands is like doing nothing. I won't look if you don't want me to." You say and he chuckles removing his hands.

"Bro this is fucking crazy, so like you can wish for anything?" he says, slapping you on the back excitedly. "Bro you can have money, bitches, fame. Wish that we both were fuckin' loaded."